The Sky for Ara
Happy Growing Age
Aro was full of surprises, he said after from Jogja will go directly to Wonogiri, but in fact early in the morning he had stood alone in the courtyard of Ara's house. Making Ara who was about to sweep the courtyard feel shocked by the presence of the man with the towering body.
"Wonogiri you're here, huh?" half insinuating Ara asked the man.
"If there is a chance to go home first, why not be used," said Aro while tilting his head and then head over to head Ara. That guy always sucks.
"What's going back and forth?" todong Ara, rubbed his own head.
"Cie rubbed, let's get my head riled up, huh?" guess Aro, made Ara even hit Aro's leg with a broom held by him.
"Believe yourself mostly, Mom!" exclaim Ara clucked violently.
"Omar's mother died, Ra. Thank God I can go home first," tell Aro who even made Ara beat him up even more.
"Anyone dies, say thank you?" ara growled while shaking her head, not understanding what the head of her future husband was.
Husband-to-be? yes, in fact, the man with over confidence is Ara's future husband.
"Yes innallillahi, abis it's new alhamdullillah. I can give you a reason to ask to go home to the crew first," Aro said, seizing the broom from Ara's hand and leaning it against the wall.
"Where to look at your palms!" Aro's gaze was directed at Ara's hand.
Ara reflex raised both hands, tiny palms that appeared, making Aro smile and put a small gift box on it.
"Good age, Ra. Thank you for giving me a way to get into your life," said Aro made Ara's eyes immediately glazed over.
Ara reflex grasped the pink box with the maroon ribbon. There's a small card there.
Happy age, Salasika Arabella
Thank you for being present among us
With love, with,
Aro Mahija
Ara read the greeting card's goal. Short, yet sweet. Until he read it a few times. The name Mahija Aro. A name that was also engraved on his heart.
"Mas, you .. thank you, Mas," stammered with a soft voice holding back the cry, Ara spoke.
Aro smiled, he was actually almost desperate when a few days ago Omar called him about the departure to Jogja. He was already restless because he could not say directly survived to age to Ara.
This time he got a new word. Speech that has always been stuck in the throat when the father and mother and family say it.
Aro is the first. A beautiful greeting and a sweet gift that does not matter what?
"The crew gave Omar permission and I made it home first, I immediately agreed. At first I wanted to go to Subang with Omar, but he was the best friend. He even told me to meet you because he knew today you re-know," Aro's story at length.
"But I can't take long, Ra. Don't tell my mother I'm home, yeah!" aro's message made Ara nod.
"Thank you, Mum. May your sincerity get the best return from the Supreme Owner of life," said Ara.
"Amijin, Ra ... God has already returned it. Your best and most beautiful reply, Ra ...."
Ara did not answer, she chose to make Aro sweet tea and breakfast because the man said at nine o'clock he would leave again.
Although annoying, in fact, Aro's surprising attitudes always managed to make Ara melt.
The man left Ara back with a heavy feeling. This time he really left with quite a long time.
"So, aren't you being treated by Omar?" search Ara.
"Yes, but there will be a lot of crew who help," said Aro trying to cut Ara's worries.
"Part yourself, Mas. Don't trust new people easily" Ara advised.
After the online taxi of his order arrived, Aro immediately set off. Although heavy heart when seeing Ara who shed tears for his departure.
Ara continued to look at Aro's departure until the man's back disappeared into the car.
The car started to drive away from Ara's yard. Split the road Bina Marga to Jagorawi toll road. That day the sun shone brightly, and the sun showed its light.
Just entered the toll gate, Aro was already asleep. He woke up when he arrived at the airport. Waiting for some time until finally back to fly to Wonogiri, not Jogja, hitchhiking one of the best airlines owned by this country.
***
Aro arrived at the very end in a village that he would live in for the next 20 days with the crew and others. This time he will play the character of a thug who seeks a way of repentance. Similar to his personal life.
The village is still beautiful with environmental conditions that have not been too much polluted. Because far from hotels and inns, they rent a house of residents whose buildings are still very simple.
Buildings made of wood, very simple but very comfortable. Because of their large number, there were two houses of the citizens they rented.
The bad news, in this place the signal is hard to come by. Aro to the confusion because until the morning again, he has not been able to contact his family and also Ara.
"If you want to find a good signal you have to go to the district of Manyaran, Mas," said Mbak Erna, the owner of the house that is being occupied by Aro.
That morning, Erna brought a plate of fried bananas that were still smoking. Bananas taken from the gardening results of his parents. According to Erna it tastes very sweet, other than the others.
Several crew members were gathered at a patrol station not far from the house occupied by Aro. One of them waved at Aro. Aro naturally nodded, carrying a plate containing fried bananas, Aro stepped up and joined them.
There were two young men and three native grandparents who were joining the crew. The absence of Omar in fact really makes Aro overwhelmed.
"Lo if you need anything tell me, Ar!" tawar Oji, Ayuni Hardian's personal assistant, Aro's co-star this time. A beautiful hazel-eyed artist who was lined up as an anti-drug ambassador. His fame as an artist, did not hinder him to keep studying. It is reported. Ayuni is still listed as a student at a state University in the Capital City. Smart, beautiful, friendly and talented. The predicate that Ayuni carried, made it felt appropriate to play the character of the village girl child kiayi whose love will be championed by Aro.
"Gue tried to make it independent, but if I could just ask for help," said Aro returned Oji's smile.
Usually Aro does not like to mingle, because he knows how deviant the behavior of his friends. But, this time there is no harm in him joining, just take care of yourself and do not be affected, said Omar when reminded Aro.
Seen by Aro, the three grandfathers were concocting tobacco and placed in the middle of papir paper and rolled to resemble cigarettes.
"That's the way they let it boil, cheaply," whispered Oji made Aro just say oh.
After being caught up in the chat by simply responding with a nod and a smile, Aro immediately prepared as filming would soon take place at a waterfall located a few kilometers from where they rested.
"Hopefully be done in a day, shoot there," said the Director expectantly.
The scene that will be done is, Aro who plays the character of Fabian, helping Ayuni who plays the role of Maryam, who was drowning in a rushing river.
Ayuni already looks beautiful with maroon and hijab syar'i matching colors. Although the original girl is not hijab, but she looks very deep character Maryam character. The beautiful girl who made Fabian fall in love while helping him who was washed away in the river.
***
Meanwhile, after Aro's departure, Ara immediately brought the gift box to her room. He couldn't wait to see what that thing Aro had given him?
Slowly Ara opened the ribbon knot and began to open the lid of the box.
Not a luxury item, but instantly made Ara fall in love. A 2R sized photograph framed by a pink figura. A picture of two children sitting on green grass.
That's a picture of his second childhood in the courtyard of the jidda's house. Maybe Ara was nine months old and Aro was one year old. Both of them sat with Aro's hands as if he was stroking Ara's head and Ara looked down smiling with her hands interlocked which she kept on her lap.
A small fold of paper is pinned back inside the box.
Make a story to the children of grandchildren, if Mommy is indeed his smile rung from childhood.
Ara laughed as she hugged the photo. He did not expect that Aro still kept the memories of both of them. However, the laughter faded as he recalled how long he had spent without Aro.
"20 days must be a long time, Mom. Especially with communication that is not smooth," he murmured with a sad look.
***
It started the afternoon when filming was finished. Ayuni is a talented actress, she can work with Aro to make the filming process quickly pass and get satisfactory results.
"As Fabian, you're cool, Ar, anyway" praised Ayuni who was drying her hair using a small towel. His lips turned purplish because they held the cold.
"Acting lo is good, so we can balance each other," Aro timpal said as he sipped a warm sweet tea given by Oji.
"Hopefully our project is smooth, Ar. Although this is our first cooperation, but I hope we can build a strong chemistry," said Ayuni excitedly.
Aro simply nodded in response. He and Oji have decided to go to Manyaran sub-district. Just like Aro, Oji also wanted to contact someone. Finally, when the other crew returned to the village. Aro and Oji by motorbike go to the destination.
It didn't take too long, the two arrived at a chicken noodle shop in that place. Sure enough, the signal began to stabilize and Aro was happy to be able to directly contact Ara.
However, darling. When calling Ara's number it turns out the girl's phone is dead or how so it can not be contacted. The message he sent also only ticked one.
"Why Ar?" ask Oji who just finished calling someone.
Just about to answer, a black hijab mother came over.
"Welcome to Bu Untari's chicken noodle shop," the woman kindly greeted Aro and Oji smiled warmly and nodded.
"Luckily speaking good and true Indonesian," whispered Oji made Aro hold a laugh to make Bu Untari so suspicious.
"Mase is so big (Which is the origin)?" tanya Bu Untari made Aro and Oji mutually elbow confused to answer what, until there were three men who came as a guide approached them.
"Assalamu'alaikum's chat. Ms. Untari, let us say something here, yes ..." said one of the three buskers.
Ms. Untari nodded kindly, she always allowed any buskers to entertain her buyers.
"Eh, Mase's so sick in the coffin?" Miss Untari repeated the question.
"Bu Untari nanya, where is this Mas from?" ucao one of the buskers made Aro and Oji laugh.
"We're from Jakarta, ma'am. Sorry, so don't understand the language here," tell Oji. Miss Untari smiled knotfully,
" The nopo bell, Mas?" tanya bu Untari again makes the busker re-translates the words of bu Ustari.
"Say you want a message, what?" said the man.
"Special chicken noodles with meatballs two yah, ma'am!" exclaim Oji then make Bu Untari immediately step up and promise it won't be long.
The three-man crowd began to perform the song. One person as a vocalist, one guitar picker and another drummer. A very professional street musician, they performed the song i'm yours by Jasson Miraz. Make Aro and Oji hum along while enjoying the chicken noodles that are served by the Untari bu.
Finished singing the song, Aro and Oji give each 50 thousand in return. When they said the numbers were excessive, Aro and Oji agreed that the song they performed was very entertaining.
As the busker offered to sing the song again, Aro had an idea in his head.
"What is your band's name?" ask Aro curiously.
"Pabo, Mom. I'm Akmal, he's Dana and another Harpa" said Akmal.
"My company is singing? I'd like to send a video to my future wife" Pinta Aro told Akmal.
"Byeah, I can. What song do you want? song about missing ya, Mas?" guess Akmal.
"Did you have a reference?" Aro asked back.
"Songs of Ade Govinda and Andi Fadly Arifuddin, Unlimited time. Want, Mas?" tawar Akmal and Aro. Because he also likes that song.
After occupying their respective positions. Akmal and his friends began singing with Aro who shamelessly followed the beautiful verse. Oji was kind enough to record Aro's activities. The man occasionally stared at the camera screen of the phone, as if he was staring at Ara.
I'm still here
Still with my old feelings
It has not changed and never been different
I'm still sure it'll be yours
I'm still in this place
Still faithfully waiting for your news
Still want to hear your voice
Love makes me strong like this
I miss
I'm sure you know
Time limitless
Peeked
I asked for
Even without a word
Endeavored
You are far in the eyes but close in prayer
I miss you
I'm still in this world
Seeing you from far away with him
I must have been jealous though
But don't you go anywhere
I miss
I'm sure you know
Time limitless
Peeked
I asked for
Even without a word
Endeavored
I miss
I'm sure you know
Time limitless
I'm riveted
I asked for
Even without a word
Endeavored
You are far in the eyes but close in prayer
I miss you
I miss you
I miss you
.
.
Huaaaaa, finally can up too.
Thanks to Ms. Erna and Mother Untari who want me to gedor-gedor yaa. It's a request song from someone who ehm it. Sorry, Aro can't go on stage. Hopefully according to the wishes of my brother.
Thank you for your likes, comments and support.
Happy Eid al-Fitr (fear not to hunt up tomorrow)
Sorry to be born and to. I'm sorry I was wrong, too much lack. Greetings dear, sweet greetings from me to all dear brothers and sisters.
Always healthy always yes
Source: Musixmatch
