Tone & Sound
#87 [Bab. a surprise]
"Lea." The sound of turning his face off the stage. Staring at Nada with a smile, "You know the reason why I said today would be a special day for us?"
Tone raises shoulders. Bizzing doesn't know. What reason?
Smiling again. At the same time, on stage Cikal began to greet the audience. The festival is not yet finished. It turned out that Cikal had not finished his appearance.
"Thank you for three great days. Thank you for being willing to watch the festival until the end. And for me, I am very proud to be part of this three wonderful days in Banda Neira. Again, thank you." Cikal. Saluted.
The entire audience applauded. Respects.
"But" Cikal stood up straight. The sentence is not over. "If you think this festival is going to be shut down by some of the songs I played earlier, then you're wrong." Cikal smile. It was clearly visible on the big stage television screen.
"Ten years ago, someone accidentally introduced jazz to me. Long story short, because young I became interested and existed until the present position. If you can say who is the most valuable person in my life, then that person is him. Which I've considered like my own parents, teachers, even legends of the homeland." Cikal closed his eyes. Smile again.
Amidst the crowd of onlookers, a tone tried to spy. Seeing Cikal from a distance. Tone did not hear clearly what Cikal had said just now. The focus is split in two. Now the sound stands before him. Repeatedly smilingly looking at him. The sound also showed something after that. A small box. Then opened slowly. Surprised tone. A ring.
Meanwhile, Nada was certainly confused. Even very curious. But on the other hand, the sound that clasped his hands back, a ring that was now between them, made Nada unable to focus on staring at the stage. Now his eyes belong entirely to Sound.
"I want something more than the sunset yesterday, Lea." The ring was taken out of the box. Smile widely.
The tone also smiles. His heart is beating fast. On the sidelines of the happiness he felt, Nada also thought of something. Perhaps what Sound about a special day surprise to them is this. Maybe this evening Sound will propose to Nada. But somehow Nada suddenly looked back at the stage. Somehow Nada no longer thought of the ring, the day that Sound had promised to be a special day for them, and did not respond to a single sentence of the Sound with a word.
"Give the most applause. Hail in... Mr Karso!" Cikal shouted out loud. He pointed his hand to the left and then to the left.
All the spectators applauded. As the best of this afternoon.
Perfectly, the sun is sinking behind the clouds. Tone was silent stiff in his position. Body shaking. Now the look in his eyes only belonged to the stage. Why did Cikal mention that name. Tone stepped slowly. Two steps ahead. Unknowingly. Leaving a sound that may be waiting for an answer. The audience's applause has not stopped. It was even louder when he saw two people join the stage. Stepping carefully.
The faces of the two were displayed on the big television screen of the stage. And how shocked Nada was when she saw one of those faces. A face she knows very well. Tone blinked his eyes repeatedly. Trying to be sure again. Papa's. The hissing tone in the heart. Up there, Mr. Karso and Mr. Mira exactly stood in the front area of the stage. Looking at the sea of spectators. Smilingly.
