Wirdaniel

Prologues

Combined with the cold air from the darkness of the night, also the rain that began to come. It is my music that can hypnotize anyone who listens. Inside this Indonesian-Dutch style cafe, I am again entertaining the visitors. Unmitigated, it turns out this cafe is always crowded by visitors. This strategic, and also comfortable place makes many teenagers feel at home here.

"Wir, who are you going home with?" ask someone who comes up to me with a bag of plastic food.

"Son Wildan, he said he was on the road again."

"Ohh, careful. Outside the rain starts to pour."

"Yes, thank you brother." I carved a line of thin smiles that adorned my face.

I step my foot towards the entrance of the cafe, and when it's right outside. It's raining heavily, if I knew the rain would be this great, I would have brought a bag for my violin. But unfortunately I don't know.

I put the plastic bag in the front seat of the cafe, and I walked to the border of the floor. My hands stretched out ahead enjoying the cold rain. A small smile was engraved on my lips as I recalled the memories of long ago. But all that didn't hold back for long, someone nudged me from behind until I fell in front. I stared at my violin that bounced not far in front of me.

Come on, it's okay if I'm the one who has to fall and get rained on. But I wouldn't be willing if my violin also went through the same thing, and now it's not just bouncing around, but the violin bridge is breaking.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it" said someone in a maroon hoodie who helped me get up and pick up my violin.

"Thank you, sis." said I, who then looked at the person who was unmoved and stared flat at me.

"Well, why am I sorry? My guy's not wrong, I'm." he said.

"Lo nudged him earlier,"

"He's wrong, why try him there."

"Sorrying won't make someone go low, sis." I said with a grin to the person.

I stared at the black car that entered the cafe grounds, the car belonged to Brother Wildan. Immediately I took the plastic in the seat and ran towards Wildan's car.

No one expected, it turned out that it was our little encounter that led us to a complicated destiny.

He is Daniel Carlent Satria Pratama.

Someone who will give me important parts of my life.