
After returning home, Nada and Naira then sit on the sofa. Leaned.
Tone closed the eyes. He remembered. Today, it's not just Bara who left Amsterdam. But, Cikal too. According to what Cikal said yesterday, today he will go to Banda Neira to take care of Summer Jazz there. But not only that. Nada also remembered about the news that Cikal had told her. Tone will be performing at New Hall. As the main viewer.
Actually since a year ago saw New Hall become the venue for world Jazz musicians, Nada began to build a dream to perform on his stage. A beautiful dream came true after Cikal told him the good news yesterday. Nada will be the main performer at New Hall next month.
But, that beautiful dream did not seem to be a good dream anymore. Even those who dream do not know why their dreams change. I don't know at all what the reason is. Moreover, Cikal could not train Nada for it. Cikal should focus on Summer Jazz in Banda Neira, because the one in charge of the Summer Jazz and take care of everything is Cikal.
Tone sighs.
That guy. Although Nada did not understand why Cikal became a man who had a cold, stiff, annoying attitude, but the sense of admiration, still saved Nada to him. Maybe even a feeling more than that.
Well, why do I think of him.
"Where are the coals, girls?" ask Jeje.
Jeje and Una are present. Join in. Jeje brought a cup of tea and sat down next to Naira. While Una, seen wearing earphones and holding the iPod in his hand.
Tone opened his eyes, seeing the presence of his two best friends.
"Just gone. You're late." answered Naira.
Shortly after Jeje and Una joined sitting on the sofa, the sound of the house phone rang. And at that moment, Nada immediately got up from the sofa, then stepped toward the phone house that was on top of the minimalist sideboard closet, right behind the sofa Jeje, and Naira.
..."Hola,"...
..."Hello, Lea..."...
There are still two words spoken, but Nada already knows the voice. The voice of someone who is very annoying to Nada. That's the sound of the sound. Because only Sound, people other than Mr. Karso who called Nada with the name Lea.
With an irritated face, Nada hung up on that phone.
"Who, Nad?" ask Jeje. Looking towards the Tone.
"Misconnect."
..."What isit?!"...
..."I just wanted to talk, but you hung up."...
..."Yeah, why?"...
..."I soon arrived at your house. Shower gih. The fragrant yes. Keep wearing white dress. I don't want to bring-in"...
Chequelek
Not ready for the sentence Sound finished, Nada again hung up the phone. Piqued.
"Who the hell, Nad? How do you like that kelp?" ask Naira. Curious.
"Sound." replied Ketus tone.
Naira and Jeje exchanged lyrics, then looked at Nada. "Cieee.." said the two of them simultaneously.
"Something's starting to pdkt nih, ahem." Kayu Naira's.
The one who was seduced was even indifferent. But, it looked a little red on his face. Not too blushing, it's just, it's really red.
"Gue uda nebak... You see that yesterday, the gaze of Sound is very different to lo. Yes, if I were lo, I would have taken it anyway." Jeje added.
Naira and Jeje laughed.
The tone did not heed the appeal of his two best friends. He then slowly stepped towards the sofa. However, just entering the fifth step, the house phone rang for the third time. With a face that now looked even more irritated, as irritated as well, Nada came back again and picked up the phone.
..."What else is Sound?!"...
..."A sound? Whose noise? I'm Cikal."...
Surprised tone. That's not a sound. It turns out this third phone is from Cikal. Tone closed his eyes, holding his forehead. Oh, my God, that's a big bego.