Tone & Sound

Epilogues

Good morning, afternoon, evening, night, or any time when you start to understand that it turns out the rain is not always about sadness or twilight that is not always happy. Sometimes things can change very quickly. Without ever knowing what the reason is, and actually we are only allowed to learn to understand it.

Good morning, afternoon, evening, night, or any time when you start to understand that love can also be the sharpest knife. Stabbing someone's heart secretly. Even in many cases, billions of hearts are anchored in the wrong dock. There are many reasons. Either because there is a love that is considered more sincere, a forcing state must end, or a story that is really not finished.

At 07:15 the sky of Banda Neira is foggy. The rain stopped suddenly as the moon vaguely appeared over two small islands near the airport. It seems like the storm is not coming tonight. Nada, Naira, and Abhimanyu got off the car. Step into the airport. There's nothing different. The tone remains the same. Although he was no longer crying, his heart was still broken.

While on the road, Naira asked Nada where to go or what to do after this. But it remains a dead end because Nada does not answer anything else. He just shakes not knowing. Nada has no purpose. Because what he had in mind now only went as far as possible from Banda Neira and from everything related to the events at the festival. His heart could not bear the pain if it had to stay longer in Banda Neira. And tonight, Banda Neira will soon be left behind. Even everything that happens will be forgotten. Including that big feeling. Which might be buried deep.

Fifteen minutes passed. Abhimanyu has arranged for Nada's departure tonight. Due to the increasing number of tourists due to the festival, the airport added planes that have become the main transportation in Banda Neira. At least two more planes remain tonight. Tone's up on one of those planes.

Naira hugged Nada tightly. His face was sad. Until now Naira does not know what really happened but she can feel what her best friend is feeling. After the hug Nada told Naira not to tell the others about this. Nada also said it's not like it was a year ago after that grey night. Now he really needs time alone. Naira nodded. Forced understand. Hugging Nada again before Nada finally boarded the plane, before the plane left the airport. And a few minutes after that, Banda Neira was completely abandoned. Now all that remains are the memories of three days. Even on his last day, someone's heart had to be broken. Banda Neira, thank you.

Everything will pass very quickly. Nada never thought she would feel that painful. He also never imagined that Banda Neira would be the creepiest place for him. Everything was destroyed in just a few minutes last evening. That fact sunk everything to its most basic foundation. Even now there will be no more longings or great love. Tone saw the goal of the sea-span from behind the window. Let it all be buried there.

For Nada all is clear enough. He refused to go any further to understand even though he did not understand why such a big secret was only known now. Tone wiped those same tears over and over again. Lean on the plane bench, close your eyes. Trying to throw away everything, everything that has happened. Even trying to wipe away the faces that still appeared in his mind. Including that face. Nan, it turns out that love can be drowned out in the same reality. It turns out the universe is not on our side. The tone returned to crying as the drops of water fell into the sea. Can be seen faintly from behind the glass of the plane that began to dew. The rain came back even though it was a little late.

Forty-five minutes passed. At exactly 08:00 the small plane arrived at Ambon airport. Tone and several other passengers disembarked and stepped inside the airport.

The face of the moody tone. His eyes also passed. Grabbing the phone, stopping her steps for a moment. On the phone screen, notifications of dozens of incoming messages and many missed calls are visible. The tone opened one by one that message room. The three centile fairies sent him many messages. Asking Nada's condition now, the three of them were extremely worried. Especially Naira. From the message that Nada read, now Naira already knows everything. Maybe Jeje or Una told him. Tone wiping screen. He saw other messages. Several unanswered messages and calls from Bara and Cikal also exist. But this time Nada did not open the second message room and re-swiped the screen. One last message. Inside were dozens of missed calls. Tone down for a moment. That's a message from Miss Ann.

"Wherever you are now, please go home, son. My mom knows everything from your friends. You can feel what you are feeling right now. Let your mom explain the truth to you. Please go home, son."

Now which place will be the destination? Tone is still confused. There's no purpose at all. Although he had read the contents of Bu Ann's message, but Nada did not want to return to Jakarta. Nada's heart was still very claustrophobic if she had to remember the thing that had just happened to her a few hours ago. Back to Jakarta even though Bu Ann also said that she would explain the truth. Everything was very clear to Nada. Loving the person who turns out to be his own sibling, knowing his Papa turns out to have another family, what is more obvious than both? Tone is still stepping. Slowly walk through the airport with blank eyes looking ahead.

One by one, those memories repeated. Everything is neatly arranged and twisted in turn. Every part of it, makes Nada's heart more broken. It might be the most perfect heartbreak right now. Which will be very difficult to heal even though the universe will give an answer. I don't know. Tone wiped the end of his eyes. He daydreamed. Stepping, and still continuing, but suddenly...

"Ouch..."

"I'm sorry, ma'am, sorry."

Tone collided with someone. Some books were on the floor. Realizing that, Nada and that person immediately tried to pick up the books scattered on the first floor by one.

"No, Mas. I was wrong. I walked while daydreaming earlier." Tone rubbed the book he took off the floor. Then stand. But somehow Nada was instantly silent. And how surprised he was when he saw the person he had hit just now, who was similarly shocked when he saw Nada. They look at each other. Tone knows that face.

"Kinan..." Speech tones slowly. Folded his forehead, trying to make sure again. It was Kinan's right. The man who accidentally collided with Nada at Schiphol airport some time ago. Who accidentally met again now.

"Tone." Kinan smiled.

...[.The End's.]...

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