Tone & Sound
#69 [Bab. jakarta land and the putis]
One day passed. Yesterday was a pretty exhausting day. When Nada finished making peace over Alya's departure, then moved out of the room, she was shocked. It turned out that Ms. Ann had prepared a small birthday celebration. Nada doesn't know about it at all. Yeah, more precisely a surprise. But, right, his birthday is over. But maybe, the celebration is not just an ordinary birthday celebration. Perhaps, yesterday's birthday celebration is a celebration of Nada's welcome back home.
There are so many houses. Some old friends of Nada's coming. Come celebrate. And some friends of Bara's too. The three centil fairies looked the busiest. Prepare snacks and drinks. Small decorations in the yard, as well as welcoming guests. Banda is also. He was busy preparing coffee at a coffee stand that was specially made on the left side of the courtyard. Even he deliberately brought a full set of his coffee machine. Actually that's the proposal Bara. Because Bara thought, coffee should not be left behind in this celebration. Especially because I love coffee.
While in the kitchen, helping Ms. Ann make a cake with a mixture of basil leaves, and preparing a chocolate pandanus sponge, Nada had thought that the celebration was excessive. Yeah, because, Nada thinks she's not like a one-year-old anymore. But what Nada thought about the celebration was only met with a smile from Ms. Ann. "Suppose this as your mom's apology. Think of this as a celebration of longing from Mama for you who have returned home." Patting Nada's shoulder, Ms. Ann continued stirring the sponge dough. If so, there is no reason to refuse.
At one o'clock in the afternoon everything is ready. Food and drinks are on the table. Right in the middle of the yard. The drizzle that came down this morning was over. Now the sky looks bright. Mesmerizing. Wind gusts carrying shady songs attached. The home page is crowded. Small conversations sound very clear. They ask each other questions that sometimes don't have to be answered. Like, "Cock now I'm a cursor? Why not get married? Where are you going tonight?" There will always be a place for the questions above to ask. Sometimes, we don't even realize we're asking questions like that.
On the right, there is one small stage that is the base of the Organ and several other musical instruments. Some of Nada's friends took turns playing one-two songs. Enlighten mood.
A few hours passed, the sun began to dim. Afternoon come say hello. Bara told Nada to play the Organ. The proposal was welcomed by everyone. At first Nada refused. But after Banda invited Nada to perform together, Nada was finally willing to perform. They will play classical Jazz instruments. It's been a long time since they've been together. Since a year ago.
Swinging around inside his sloping note. Drowning in the song. Tone led instrument rate. Banda. Two-three instruments were successfully played. Perfect. Everyone applauded. Cheered. This is not a music competition, or any race won. It's just a regular appearance. But somehow Nada shed her tears. On the left side of the stage, Ms. Ann clapped. Definitely smiling. Tone wiped his eyes. Haru's. Smiling softly. It turned out that the gray night had already fallen far behind. It turns out Miss Ann made peace with it. Mercifully. Although until now, the reason why Miss Ann hates Jazz music has never been answered, but let it be. It's not something to be seriously thought about. The most important thing now is that Miss Ann has made peace. Yeah, that's enough.
Birthday celebrations went well. Almost everything. There's a little little problem going on. Banda coffee order piled up. Different and unique coffee concoction, making the coffee is in great demand by all. Even Ms Ann went along and praised him. Banda's pandan finlanisea is the most sought after. But that's not the problem. The problem is, when Banda wants to make coffee and fulfill all orders, suddenly her stomach hurts. He had to go back and forth to the bathroom. Banda ate the spicy chips brought by Jeje. Jeje said it was his own making. But when Banda saw Jeje, like wanting to ask why one plastic spicy crisps was making her stomach hurt, Jeje shook her shoulders. As if I didn't know what was going on. Everybody laugh. Naira and Una laughed loudly as they saw Banda's hurriedly running expression while holding her stomach to the bathroom. At least five times. But that little problem can be solved. The Banda coffee stand was taken over by Nada. All coffee orders were successfully made. All the friends praised the Nada-made coffee as well. Yeah, even if there's one guy who's pouting. That man is Bara. Tone takes pepper. He thought it was sugar. A little manyun beside the stage. Looking at Nada while tasting her lips. But beyond that, everything is safe to control.
Till night pick up. The crowd slowly quieted. Many of them went home. And the moment, Nada actually returned to the room, laying down on the bed, staring at the sky-goals of the room, the moment she woke up. It turned out, he had already gone through one day without his presence. Sound. One day I don't know where either. Nan, where are you?
