Tone & Sound
#77 [Bab. first sunset for us]
What a fun trip. Cikal's right. The weather tonight is so sunny. The light of the moon shines on some small islands. There was no storm at all. Even just rain or drizzle the speckle did not come down. Though a few days ago, Cikal said Banda Neira and surrounding areas were drenched in heavy rain every night. Smiling tone. From inside the plane he could see lights along the coast. The sea is blue even though it is night, and lush forests on the left-right side.
Fifteen minutes away, the plane still flies over the sea water, past several small islands, and memories.
Nada was still watching the view from behind the glass of the plane. His eyes blinked. Sometimes he also took his diary and wrote something in it. Maybe about this trip. Or maybe something else. Meanwhile, since the plane took off, Una and Naira were busy photographing whatever they saw. Una said, the photos will be immortalized into the spotlight of the story on Instagram. Although when photographing the sea and islands, it looks only points of lights and small boats on the water. But he said, every moment must be immortalized, not least the smallest thing. Includes a photo of Jeje sleeping with her mouth open. Una is jahil. Jeje who was once very sleepy was finally realized perfectly. The centile elf had nagged, upset because it continued to be disturbed by Una. Face's upset. "Gue's sleepy, Na. I don't slit like you." Her speech. Everybody laugh.
Naira also talked to the pilot. Ask a lot about Banda Neira. The beach, food, and local culture. It's like a reporter. But the one asked did not seem to mind. Friendly answers to Naira's questions even tell small pieces of history that if searched on google might not exist. Sometimes his explanation is cut off by laughing. Una suddenly asked about the original man Banda Neira. Just-there's.
The rest, the last ten minutes they were busy with their respective thoughts. Fun things they will do later. Like Jeje who was impatient to dive-see the coral reefs, Una who wanted to sit on the beach while drinking young coconut ice, and Naira who always wanted to watch orange drown in the sea. All of that is fun. But for Nada, if you ask what he is thinking, yes, definitely about the opening of the festival tomorrow. All series of events, great jazz musicians who will perform, tomorrow will certainly be very lively. That's a fun thing for Nada. A valuable experience. Yes, the reason Nada comes is only for the summer jazz festival.
Exactly forty-five minutes in the air, finally the runway of Banda Naira Airport is visible. And a few minutes after that, they finally arrived. The plane landed smoothly. Summer Jazz Festival - Welcome to Banda Naira! Large banners stood firmly welcoming in front of the runway. Yes, welcome to Banda Neira.
The pilot gave a smile before ushering Nada and the others out of the plane. Then, when he got off the plane, Nada and the three coquettish fairies were startled by someone who suddenly greeted them. Smile, give respect. Apparently, someone was waiting. A young man. Handsome, dress stelan is also neat even though it looks very strange because it is now almost one in the morning. "You want morning college, bro?" Jeje asked as the young man greeted. Everybody laugh.
He immediately introduced himself. Name Abhimanyu. He was one of the people who prepared for the summer jazz festival. Cikal told him to come pick up Nada and the others. Abhimanyu said, Nada and three fairies will stay at a hotel that is not too far from the festival location. He also said, Cikal was the one who prepared everything. But the hotel wasn't for Nada and the three centile fairies. Except all the staff and musicians who will perform. Maybe all that is done Cikal so that all the needs related to the festival can be easily done, including transportation that does not take time.
Smiling tone. Then introduce himself.
"I already know. This one is Mama Nada, right. This is Ma'am Jeje, Mbak Naira, and Mbak Una." explained Abhimanyu.
The tone raised one of his eyebrows. Confused why Abhimanyu had recognized them one by one.
"Ouch... Don't call me Ma'am dong. Call Jeje aja." said Jeje.
Nada and Naira looked at each other.
Abhimanyu laughs.
Abhimanyu says he can't stay long. After escorting Nada and the others to the hotel, Abhimanyu had to continue his work. Abhimanyu's job is still a lot until everything is really ready. Nada asked Cikal to Abhimanyu. Said the man, Cikal is very busy. Even a short break cannot be. The opening of tomorrow's festival takes time and effort. Not to mention taking care of some unexpected needs. Tone nodded slowly. He understood and thanked Abhimanyu for taking the time to pick them up and take them to the hotel.
The man kindly said gapapa. Then help put all the stuff in the car, until finally the car leaves the airport slowly.
It takes about ten minutes from the airport to get to the hotel. In the car, Nada asks Abhimanyu about the state of the past few days in Banda Neira. The storm that Cikal said was extreme to the point of having to cancel the opening event of the festival repeatedly, and the percentage of preparation tomorrow. Even Naira asked. Naira is confused why Banda Neira can be chosen as a place for the summer jazz festival instead of Bali or Lombok which is considered to have become the choice of foreign tourists.
Abhimanyu nodded slowly while adjusting the speed of the car because the road looked a little uneven. Small town streets that seem deserted. There are only one or two vehicles passing by. But even so, still the scenery around is very beautiful. Unique local houses. Bright, colorful lights and festival banners were installed along the way.
Storm problems, it turns out all that can not be predicted. Even the last few nights, the weather calculations alone were wrong. The rain came as it pleased and went. But it's not all a problem. Insurmountable. And for the percentage of opening events tomorrow, it's 98%. Just a little more. Abhimanyu said, there are some Jazz musicians who will arrive tomorrow because of the flight schedule from his country. Yeah, but it's not a big deal either.
Abhimanyu glanced at the car glass. He sees Naira sitting in the middle of two coquettish fairies - Jeje and Una who are already asleep. If for why Banda Neira became the choice of a jazz summer festival, Abhimanyu spread his shoulders. "I dont know. But clearly, anyone should know this one Indonesian paradise."Evidently. Smiling thinly.
Naira nodded. Understand Abhimanyu's meaning.
Meanwhile on the front bench, Nada leaned back. Back to the view outside. His face suddenly changed. Yes, it is true that Banda Neira is very bright tonight. There's no rain. No drizzle that suddenly comes down. But as it turns out, there are other things worse than rain and drizzle. The thing that Nada now feels. Come suddenly. Poked.
Yeah, you guys are right. Longs. It's clearly visible. Tone lying. A few hours ago, he was wrong. Actually what he had in mind was not the opening event of tomorrow's festival. Tone closed his eyes. Now he can't lie anymore. Since a few hours ago, his thoughts had only been about Sound.
