Tone & Sound
#05 azaleas
"Nad," Cikal said slowly. Call out. Tone stepped slowly towards him.
"Mas Cikal's. I think Mas has come home." replied Nada confused. Looking at Cikal.
"There's something I forgot to tell you, Nad." Cikal looks a little clumsy. Tone folded his forehead.
"You still have a little time, don't you? That was--"
"Oh that was my brother with my friends, Mas. They just arrived last night in Paris." Nada tried to explain Bara and the others. Cikal nodded in understanding.
"OKAY. So, actually I want you to know two news at once. Maybe one good news and one bad news." Cikal took a handkerchief from his pocket, "You want to know the good news first or the bad news first?" Cikal laughed softly, washed his forehead with a handkerchief, then stepped towards the line of musical instruments not far from the two of them. It was clearly seen that Cikal was trying to melt the atmosphere. It was as if now he was making Nada curious.
"Maybe it's better if you know the bad news first." Cikal sighed then glanced at Nada, "Actually I can't convey this to you, but yeah how else. You still have to know."
Cikal looked down for a moment and then saw Nada again. Lean on one wooden box, "Sorry, Nad. You can't perform at New Hall next week" he explained. His face was a little concerned.
Instantly Tone instantly fell silent. Bummer.
A year ago, Cikal said New Hall would put on a great show involving world musicians and young, talented musicians selected from all music schools in the world. The three-year cycle is the dream of all musicians to participate in it. Tone knows about it. Cikal delivered it directly to Nada. Even Cikal also said Nada can take part in the show. Nada became the best student of her music school. Every day, month, year, the development of the Tone was fairly growing rapidly. From there Cikal thought Nada had met all the requirements and was very worthy to join the show. Besides being talented, Cikal thought Nada was also appropriate if juxtaposed with other world musicians.
Cikal had arranged everything and went according to plan after that. Every day Nada was practicing after hearing the news with shadows sitting on a large stage and watching millions of spectators. The dream is getting closer. Last week everything was still according to plan. Even Nada was allowed to practice in New Hall ahead of the show day. But today, somehow the bad news was delivered.
Tone down for a moment. His face looked very disappointed.
"I'm so sorry," Cikal said slowly. Trying to cheer up Tone.
Tone nodded slowly, "It's okay, Mas." He smiled bitterly. Cikal stepped towards the Tone.
"But that's bad news. You haven't heard the good news, Nad." Cikal smile. Spontaneous Tone instantly looked at him.
"Two days ago I was told by one of my old friends. He said, next week will be held a major festival in one of the tourist attractions of the country. Aaa... What is his name yes," Cikal thought for a moment, "The Neira Band! Yes, Banda Neira. I remember." Nada is still paying attention.
"Summer Jazz Festival. I was entrusted to take care of the festival there. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I have to go to Banda Neira, one to two weeks. And--" Cikal sentence stopped. Cikal stepped onto a table near them. Take a green apple and eat it.
"I want you to take care of the festival. Think of it as a replacement because you are not performing at New Hall. Or if you don't want to, you can come to see the great festival." Cikal chews slowly on the green apple in his hand.
Tone thought for a moment. The news that he did not perform at New Hall was very disappointing. At least Nada has been trying hard for it. But just now Cikal also said about a festival that might be a place for many great musicians to perform. Somehow Nada was interested, even though he had never heard the name. Neira Banda.
"Nad?" Cikal glanced at Nada who was still speechless.
"Let's think about it, Mom."
Cikal spread his shoulders, "Jude if I go home first." Biting the green apple he had in his hand, Cikal stepped away past Nada.
"Darita, Nad..." Cikal stopped walking and turned around.
"Happy Birthday." Cikal smiled faintly and then walked away. His back slowly disappeared. Tone a small smile, then come step away also after that.
His eyes blinked. Tracing the floor to the building exit. Neira Banda. The name repeated itself several times in Nada's mind. Although the disappointment of not being able to perform at New Hall is still the main one. Tone is really disappointed. He tried as hard as possible for it. But, yeah how else. Nada didn't want it to drag on. There are still a lot of things to think about after this. Like a quick return to Indonesia.
This year was his last year in Paris. Three years had Nada settled in Paris and this year, Paris would soon be abandoned. Nada successfully completed her schooling shorter than the others. In the next few weeks, Nada will be able to return to Jakarta. In fact, it took five years to finish school at the famous Parisian music school. However, Nada did deliberately shorten his school period to three years because he was very homesick. Moreover, to his mother. Ms. Ann.
