THE NOURA VAN KEMMERS

La Vita Music School

I set foot into the lobby. The white painted room with the tall pillars felt so cool. The sultry and hot feeling that hit my skin while riding the motorbike disappeared instantly. Depok weather has been hot lately. The lobby looks empty. There was only one receptionist. After stating the purpose and purpose of my arrival, the officer invited me to sit down. Today I made an agreement with Mr. Dandi, the head of the La Vita music school branch who offered me to join La Vita at the race event.

" Thank you for coming, Mr. Bayu. Come with me upstairs!" the man named Mr. Dandi greeted me kindly. Long story short, he offered me to become a guitar teacher. Mr. Dandi asked me if I could play classical guitar. I replied I couldn't. Finally he offered me to teach a guitar class for beginners. I don't mind. He also gave me a teaching schedule. I told him I could only teach on Saturdays. Jamnya. Monday to Friday I taught in school. He doesn't mind.

After dealing in honor and incentives, he took me around. The inside of this music school building is quite spacious and very artistic. As a music school that carries classical music as its trademark, La Vita music school holds many classical music performance events in various cities, even abroad. Various competitions and festivals at home and abroad are often followed and produce victories. Hundreds of trophies look gracefully lined up. In my heart, filled with gratitude and pride, I was able to join the biggest music school like La Vita. Unexpectedly, a branch head at this school was interested in my ability to play guitar and offered me to teach at this school.

"Oh yes, this is Jordan. Commonly called Meener Jordan. He's also a violin teacher here" Mr. Dandi introduced me to a cross-faced young man who was performing on stage with his violin playing classical music very coolly.

"Hello, nice to meet you!" greet the young man kindly. I guess his age is not much different from Galih's. Must be 19 or 20 years.

I remember the name of the young man. If not wrong, his name is Jordan Winhern. Sure enough, when I saw the list of teachers on the wall of the lobby, his name was Jordan Winhern. I was reminded of Noura's story about her neighbor, Mr. Frans Winhern. Is there still a connection? Maybe later I will ask the concerned about the origin of his name. It seems that the boy is quite friendly and friendly. I wish I could ask her a lot of questions.

After signing the employment contract and socializing with other teaching staff, I intended to leave. Mr. Dandi and another teacher drove me to the front of the lobby. It's late afternoon. And suddenly I remembered a pile of work at school that I had brought home and had not been able to do.

The sky looks dark. I have to move fast. Hopefully, on the way, it won't rain. I walked towards the motor park. From the upper building near the parking lot, there was a stunning sound of violin friction. Synergize to form a sound music with a regular tempo. That must be Jordan Winhern. He's so skilled and talented.

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"Where were you?" ask Noura. Suddenly it appeared in my room. Sitting gracefully on my bed.

"Ke La Vita School of Music. I got a teaching offer there."

"Yes. Starting next week I'll be teaching at a music course. Every saturday and friday afternoon. Well, for the addition."

"You will definitely get busier," Noura sighed and bit her lips.

"Yes. Ii'm sorry. But I have to work for my future."

"The future? blessed are those who have a future. My future was done when I fell out of the attic. My future also disappeared when I lost my family" Noura said bitterly.

"Hey, what's wrong with you? why is it so sensitive all of a sudden? are my words wrong and offending you?" suddenly I was confused to see Noura getting sadder.

"No, Bayu. You're not wrong. I was too sad. I'm just jealous of you who still have a future."

"That's it. I told you never to hate fate. Everything that happens in your life has become God's undeniable decree. Don't be sad anymore! I'll always be there for you" I said, calming him down.

"Somehow I'm afraid of losing you, Bayu. Are we going to stay together? we are different, Bayu. If only a miracle could make me human again. I want to be with you always, Bayu...." Noura kept looking at me unblinkingly. His look made me nervous. Being stared at like that with a woman as beautiful as Noura makes my heart beat more and more. Aaah, if she wasn't a ghost.

"Noura, can you tell me one more time about Mr. Frans Winhern?" my many.

Seriate.