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An hour of flight passed. At 9 p.m. The sky of Jakarta has really lagged far now. I don't know. I don't know where it's been. But clearly, this flight leaves two and a half hours. Because according to the time of flight Jakarta to Ambon, normally only takes about three and a half hours.
Nada glanced at Mila who was already sound asleep. Putis is like that too. Falling asleep in Mila's lap. Beside Mila was also Jeje who had fallen asleep as well. Thin smiling tone.
Earlier, after the plane lights went on because the plane was exactly in the air, Mila asked Nada a lot of things. About why Nada went to Banda Neira, Jazz music, what it was like to be an adult, and life choices related to future life partners. Nada answered the questions Mila had given her. But Nada was also a little clumsy. The last two questions, why would a child as small as Mila be able to ask such questions? Tone wonder. Even Nada didn't answer one last question. A pair? Ouch. Sounds appeared in his head. Tone really doesn't know what to answer. "If not answered all also gapapa kok, brother. But, if Mila is big, Mila doesn't want to be a shitty adult, sister." Answer innocently. Still with that cute face. Laughing tone.
Chat continues. Now it was Nada's turn to ask. It started with Putis. The question was easily answered by Mila. He said Putis was a gift given by his late Papa a year ago. And from that moment, Putis became his best friend until now. Hearing Mila's reply, Nada was silent for a moment. He didn't know that his first question could be a little more serious. But Mila laughed. "Father, Brother. Even Mila was happy because Papa was calm with God." Plain talk. Laughing with his white teeth. Once again, Nada was silent. Again, why would a child as small as Mila be able to understand about that? Justjust wonderful.
Tone continued to ask. This time, some simple questions such as, what are Mila's ideals, like candy or baseball, and hobbies. But instead of answering, Mila laughed again. He said all those questions were not good. Mila also said, what difference does the same tone of school teachers if the question is only about hobbies and ideals. The tone laughs. Mila was beyond belief. Is correct. Nak should not have asked ordinary things like that. Because even though Mila was a child, but her way of thinking is almost equivalent to adults. Mila is great. Beautiful, cute, smart.
After leaving Mila on Nada, Mama Mila left. Sit in the front seat of the plane. Tone solidifies his sitting position. Lean on the chair. "Sister... Sister... This is how to live it?" Mila asked about one small television attached to the seat in front of them. Tone tried to turn on the television. When the television was on, Nada handed the rest to Mila. Cartoon. Mila chose the cartoon. He leaned back in his chair, looking happy watching the cartoons.
Chat finished. Nada and Mila did not continue their conversation. Tone let Mila enjoy one cartoon show on small television. Meanwhile, Nada opened the totebag, taking out one book. Diaries. Tone takes a pen as well, then writes something in the diary book. Half an hour passed very quickly after that.
The flight is smooth. There's nothing like turbulence and stuff like that. The plane was very quiet and safe. Everything went well. Yes, even fifteen minutes ago there was a small problem like the escape of Putis from Mila's lap and forced Nada to come looking for Putis until two rows of plane seats in front of them. Plus Jeje who suddenly came to move seats. He complains. He said he could not sleep because of the sound of snoring Una who had fallen asleep. Laughing tone. Fortunately, there was another empty bench next to Mila. Jeje sat there. I also met Mila. They watched cartoons together, then slept afterwards.
And now, the atmosphere inside the plane seemed to be silent. Many of them may have fallen asleep. Two and a half hours of sleep are enough. Tone put his diary into a totebag. Then take the walkman. Putting the earphones on her ear, Tone pressed the play button on the walkman. Listening to one song, then leaning back on the plane seat, closed his eyes.