Tone & Sound

#07 [Chapter. azaleas]

"Ehem, ahem..." Naira and Jeje spontaneously cough after Nada enters and sits on the car bench. I don't know why all the views are on Nada now.

"Girls, I think there's someone else close to this guy." ledek Naira. Glancing at Nada while smiling small. Jeje and Una nodded in agreement. Glancing at Nada as well while chuckling. Looks curious. Even Bara who sat beside Nada also smiled.

Nada sees one by one her best friend and Bara. He knows what they all mean. They must be talking about Cikal. Especially after Jeje and Bara clarify it with questions like, "Know to us dong, Nad." Tone instantly chuckled as he shook his head hearing that. Affirming that there is nothing close or anything like that. Yes, even though Jeje and Una did not believe it and still protested a little, before Bara finally turned on the car and slowly left the building area. Small smiling tones, leaning against the car bench. Just-there's.

But come to think of it, there really is nothing special between Nada and Cikal. They are both teachers and students. There will be no status other than that. Plus the age is fairly far away and maybe Cikal is also not included in the criteria of men who like Tone in another sense. Even though Nada herself did not know when the last time she liked someone. Or maybe never at all.

Three years ago, on the first day of admission to the famous Parisian music school called Conservatoire, the first person to greet Nada at the school was Cikal. In the waiting room. Cikal came to Nada with a smile. "You're Tone, right? I'm Cikal. I'll introduce you to the music here. You want to start now?" Which at that moment also instantly made Nada surprised. In addition because he finally met Indonesians in Paris for the first time, also because he did not expect that the famous music school in Paris used the services of a teacher who came from Indonesia. But it didn't just get there. Nada grew even more surprised when Cikal introduced himself much deeper.

Cikal was a famous Parisian pianist and probably also very famous in the world. Teach as a music teacher at famous music schools such as Juilliard School in America, Royal College Music in the UK, Conservatoire in Paris and many more. Tone remained silent for a moment. He stood in front of a great man at that time but why had Nada never known about Cikal before, even just hearing his name in Indonesia never. Cikal chuckled and immediately answered the confusion of the Tone at that very moment. "Someone must go to a place where he is finally acceptable. The world is so vast. And never narrow it down just because you feel you're not welcome in one place."

After that, their introduction did not last long. On the first day, Cikal immediately asked Nada to play one or two instruments with organs. And from then on they get to know each other much more deeply. Spend a few hours almost every day. Music will always be the main topic. But in addition, they also discuss many other things such as habits that are often done or simple things such as what food likes both, and so on.

The laughing tone while shaking senselessly as Cikal told her secret could be a great pianist. Cikal said, if you want to become a famous pianist, do not even try to consume asparagus soup, or mushroom. So ridiculous. But Cikal also seemed to be joking. He deliberately said that so that it could make Nada calmer. At that time Nada will do her first exam in school.

Three years of fun runs for Nada. In addition to busy school, Nada also had several opportunities to watch the performance of Paris Jazz musicians, get acquainted with them, or even perform at the end of the month mini concert, Month Jazz Paris. Cikal who brought the tone. Cikal said, Nada must learn to understand music from many people. Nada nods. It was part of a small test from Cikal for Nada. After that everything went well. Three great years. Yes, although there are some things that make Nada a little disappointed. For example, when Cikal said that Nada did not take part in the New Hall show next week. Though it was a rare opportunity for Nada. But for Nada such things are not a serious matter. Because there will be many other opportunities to come.

"Nad, this is Mas to the right what to the left?"

A few minutes later, after passing through a block of that road, they finally arrived. Tone tells one beautiful building that became their destination. Pointing to the place on their right. Bara understands. He immediately pulled the car to the left. Parked it. Then send Nada and the others down first.

"I want to eat a lot..." Jeje exclaimed bitterly. Impatiently. Like wanting revenge because on the road earlier he was already hungry. Tone and the others laughed hearing that. They finally stepped towards the entrance of the cafe.

Blanche's. That's how the name of the cafe says it. It was hanging above the entrance. It means white in French. No doubt if it becomes the favorite cafe of Nada. Look where. Has a classic design that characterizes the buildings of European countries, especially western Europe. Which seems to also be combined with a little bit of Asian touch in it. Whole white color with a variety of patterns or writings that are not understood. But still beautiful when seen. Jeje, Una, and Naira look around. They are very enthusiastic. Small smiling tone. They all walked into the cafe.

When they get inside, they are presented with a cafe display that is much more beautiful than the outside. Some paintings spoil the eyes, a shelf of antiques arranged parallel, guest tables and chairs neatly arranged and elegant. But it didn't just get there. A wide variety of flower pots also attract attention. Some were standing lined up on the shelf to their right, hanging, also attached to the wall. Jeje, Una, and Naira look around again. Justjust wonderful.

"That's... How funny!" Jeje ran away leaving the others towards one flower pot on their left side.

Tone and the others looked.

"Since when did Jeje like flowers?" Naira asked confusedly. Nada and Una were equally confused. Not even Nada remembers seeing the flower here before or not.

In addition, unlike other flowers on the inside and outside of Blanche, the flower that caught Jeje's attention was seen to stand alone, not accompanied by other flowers. It's red and orange. Fused on each part of the leaves that are one to two centimeters in size. Stand straight in front of a wall that reads the word Peace in French. One white paper stuck on it. Say, Azalea.