Tone & Sound
#46 [Sun sinking, nan]
[Recommendations Backsound fitting as reading this : Dunham Froebel - Hideaway, and Grace Olimpia - Next Part Of The Dream]
The return is getting closer. Nada's meeting with Ms. Ann again soon. And back to where he came from. A house that is like a house. A place once abandoned but now a place to return.
It's not all easy. Moreover, those poignant memories and the many bitter memories that Nada still held so tightly could have been repeated again. But, wasn't this trip home already his destiny?
Inside the airport, many people were passing by. Some went and some came. Like a small picture of a life.
Nada's footsteps stopped. He looked around. Pay attention to the many types of people who are born with different feelings. He smiles. And think of something.
All humans are different. The indentation of her smile, the shape of her face, or also the sound of her crying. They have all of that. And don't forget about destiny. It's certainly very different, too.
Because each of them has a straight line pull on their respective canvases. In fact, none of them were able to guess. Just like Nada. Who used to go all the way from Jakarta to Amsterdam to leave everything, but now look. Nada has never guessed or thought about her return tonight. Really am. Destiny is the most hidden.
"Nad, come..."
Jeje stopped Nada's gaze around. Pulling hand Tone.
Tone nodded slowly. Returning his footsteps.
Walking a few steps, they reached the airport counter. Conducting Boarding procedures for international flights. Tone and others do have to be fast because their plane is about to take off.
And when they finished doing all the procedures, including dealing with immigration, they immediately stepped into the flight entrance. No more waiting because the call for passengers who will go to Jakarta has been heard several times at the airport speaker.
"Okay,"
"Eh, sorry."
Surprised tone. Someone accidentally hit his shoulder. Maybe because Nada is also not focused or indeed some of the flight calls that ultimately make all passengers so rushed.
"Yes, gapapa" said Nada. Look at that guy.
"I thought you were a tourist. It turns out you are native to Indonesia." said this person. Staring at Nada. Smilingly.
The one who was stared at smiled faintly.
The man who looks neat and looks to bear a black bag. Still young. And maybe, he's a student from Indonesia because his appearance explained a little about it.
"Kin." This man put his hand.
"Tone."
"I'm sorry, I was in a hurry. So it didn't happen accidentally."
Kinan nodded. "Well, if that's me, yes. Again, sorry."
Kinan smiled again. Then leave Nada.
Actually Nada was annoyed because there was a stranger he did not know suddenly hit him. But he knew he was wrong too. Yes, because he has been daydreaming. Thinking something.
Tone looking back.
His eyes looked for something. The shadow of a person hung on his face. Tone like restless. But who is he looking for?
Is correct. Your guess is right. The eyes are looking for sound. Tone, think Sound. Since then. As he realized that he had not told about this return to Sound. Tone like guilty. Yes, feelings can not lie even though many sentences are the reason.
Tone taking mobile phone. He checked the contents. Niente. No message from the sound. Nada tried to contact him. But until now, Sound had not retaliated to anything.
Nan, where are you anyway? he said in his heart. He closed his phone.
From the look on his face, he really wished for Sound to be here. Although not going to go to Jakarta, at least Sound gives a prayer or other soothing sentences.
Iganla. The more you get here, the stronger the feeling of Tone becomes. Though he and the new Sound a few moments met. But, yes, that's one of the realities of love. Unable to know time. It can come very short. Unexpected.
"Thinking Sound?"
Nada's daydream stopped. His eyes turned around. Obtained. It's Naira.
"No, Nay." replied Nada clumsily.
Naira smiles. He knew his best friend was lying. But, love without a little sweet lie does not seem to be love.
"My best friend looks like she's blooming, like,"
"Nay...."
"Haha, yaudah, so come on. Missed the plane. Jeje with Una Uda ride tuh."
"Yes-yes."
They also stepped up immediately. To the plane that will take them to Jakarta. A capital that holds many memories for a beautiful woman. At the very least, a fifteen-hour trip to the house will feel so very fast as possible.
But it might feel very slow. For lack of one thing. Love is. Which is taken away but one of his lives will be left behind. The tone and sound will be separated. Although it may be temporary but the feeling will still be a feeling. Even as close as two humans who love each other, longing will still have its own space.
And this time, after feeling a long-lost feeling, Nada only realized that it turned out that the longing was heavy. The word parting is annoying even though it comes back with a temporary time. But, parting is still parting. Temporarily or forever, it will always mean abandonment and abandonment.
