Tone & Sound
#70 [Bab. jakarta land and the putis]
The same question. Questions that were repeatedly uttered Nada. The sound disappeared that day. A day full of no news. Without a word. He's completely disappeared.
At two o'clock in the afternoon.
"Nad, there's a nelfon" Naira said from the living room.
Today is the day of that departure. Departure from Nada to Banda Neira. Having previously postponed many things, finally today arrived. Naira, Jeje, and Una gathered in the living room. Tidy up some of the things they were going to bring to Banda Neira. These three centile fairies were indeed the most excited when it came to talking about traveling. Even this morning when Nada had not prepared anything, they had already come carrying all their belongings. Jeje is the most innate. Naira also had time to nag because of that. "Oh, Je. I want to move, lo." At least if Naira had been so, Jeje just kept quiet and then grinned.
Their departure could be considered a holiday as well. Yes, it's only natural that Jeje brought a lot of clothes. Or Una who even think of outfit go to the beach, the same outfit go shopping. But, if his three best friends think of Banda Neira as a vacation spot, Nada doesn't think about it at all.
While in Amsterdam, Nada thought Banda Neira would be a place to forget all the memories of the bleak past. About the departure of Mr. Karso. It's a grey night, and something else. But now, after he was in Jakarta, after he made peace with all the circumstances even though it was not completely, there is no reason to make Banda Neira as a place of outlet for all those things. His departure to Banda Neira, just about attending the Summer Jazz festival. Just about that.
Seeing many Jazz artists perform is indeed one of his dreams. Actually, the dream was born since Mr. Karso introduced Jazz music to him. Actually it was Mr. Karso's dream as well. It's been tough. That is why, after Cikal told about the Jazz summer festival or about performing at New Hall on Nada while in Amsterdam, the first thing Nada thought about was her father. Mr. Karso.
His departure to Amsterdam was due to Mr. Karso. In the past, Nada remembered that Mr. Karso had said his biggest dream was to perform at New Hall and see many Jazz artists in the world perform. Dreams that are repeatedly abandoned. A dream that Nada will always remember. Even if the one who has a dream is somewhere, lost, maybe forever.
Because that's what made Nada choose Amsterdam after the gray night. Hope he will meet again with Mr. Karso. Wish the gray night be the bridge for their meeting. But all of that is just hope. A few weeks trying to find Mr. Karso in Amsterdam, Nada found nothing. Not even a little bit of news exists. Hope is only hope. Mr. Karso, it looks like it's drowning in the earth.
"Hello," Tone picked up the phone.
"Hello, son."
His number was unknown, but Nada knew the voice that greeted him just now. That, Mama Mira. That's right, Miss Mira's voice. Tone smiled after confirming that it was indeed Miss Mira.
"Hud.." he said excitedly.
"How are you beautiful?" Mira was no less excited either.
Thin laughing tone. "Good, Buk. Momuk, how are you?"
"Alright, beautiful." replied Ms. Mira.
"Who, Nad?" ask Jeje to know. Stopping the pace of his hand putting some clothes in the bag.
Glancing at Jeje, "Bu Mira." replied Nada quietly.
Jeje nodded.
See Naira and Una. "Oh. the future Mother-in-law." Jeje laughed thinly.
Naira and Una laughed too.
The tone did not pay any attention to the threesome of the cantile fairy. Yes, although his face was a little clumsy when continuing his conversation with Mira. I don't know. But clearly, Nada's face was indeed a bit different. Nervous.
"Because you're not here, now I'm going everywhere by myself. Buy flowers, vinyl, all alone." said Ms. Mira.
Smiling tone again.
Yep. Because Bu Mira already considered Nada like her own biological child, on the contrary, during her time in Amsterdam, they were very close. Always go both. Plus, they have many of the same likes. Like buying flowers, traveling around on weekends to see klederdract clothes in the south of Amsterdam, or looking for quality coffee beans even though they are still imported from Indonesia. But even if they have a lot in common, it will make a difference. For example, decorate yourself. Ms. Mira is the one who likes to go to the salon the most. Sometimes she even buys some of the latest cosmetic products. Ms. Mira always invites Nada, but the one invited will always have many ways to reject it. It's hard to invite. He'll never want to. Yes, because, another thing that Nada dislikes most besides the smell of Jeje farts is the salon. And all kinds. Including all cosmetic products. Even wearing lipstick is sometimes amused yourself. And Mira actually knew about it. "Yes. Not going to the salon is pretty, either." Most of the time Ms. Mira said that, Nada was silent. Smiling shy.
Perhaps it was from all that Nada and Bu Mira found their comfort point on each other. It can be short, because a year is too short for that great closeness. And sometimes, for a girl, it is not easy to be close to others let alone to consider that person like his own biological mother.
Thin smiling tone. Mira started to discuss other things. Like how Jakarta is now, Amsterdam is entering spring, and Alya is leaving. But the topic of the last discussion of the third is not too long. Mira said, the universe has missed Alya. Earth can't selfishly hold Alya back for too long. Let the beautiful little elf fly freely in the brightest sky. Smiling tones are soft. Maybe in other words, Ms. Mira has given up the departure of one of her favorite orphanage children. Wasn't easy. But it must be broken. Because the highest way of respect for a person's departure is to let go.
Tone shifts the conversation to another topic. He asked about flowers. Ms. Mira said, yesterday she just bought flowers. I don't know what her name is, Ms. Mira just has a hard time mentioning it. Sometimes they laugh too. Bu Mira remembers the spring of last year when a young man proposed to Nada on the eve of Blanche's ten-year celebration. At that time, Nada answered nothing. He was silent and looked confused. The show only started for five minutes, but suddenly a young man came on stage and proposed to him. Who is not confused?
Moreover, the young man who suddenly proposed to him turned out to have a mental disorder. Because half an hour after the party started, some officers came and took the young man away.
Mira laughed in the phone. He recalled very well the funny facial expression of Nada at that moment. "Maybe if she's healthy, the story will be different." Kayu Bu Mira's. Laughs. Miss Mira knows that Tone is a typical shy girl. Rarely speaking the same as the opposite sex. Stiff. Especially for a sudden proposal. Miss Mira knows that Nada is not that kind of girl. It is easy to accept anyone in your life.
The tone laughs. Everything Ms. Mira said was right. The tone is like that. Stiff. Shy-tempered. But, Ms. Mira did not know that this stiff and shy girl keeps the taste in her child. The usual annoying guy, but somehow able to make Nada fall in love.
Actually, from earlier Nada again waiting for the right moment for her Sound the same as Ms. Mira. But, I don't think there's a good moment for that. Ms. Mira also did not discuss the sound from earlier. Yes, it was saved. After all, it was only a day that there was no news. He will come later too. Ordinary kayak. Appeared as he pleased. Because it is a distinctive sound. Anyway, not anyone. Why expect more?
"If you go to Amsterdam, don't forget to tell Ibuk, Nad." The closing words of Miss Mira. Nada. Smile for the second time. Phone's over. Mira hung up her phone.
