WORRIED

LUKA (Beautiful Drummer)

I thought well of what I should do, after careful consideration I decided to join my best friend to enter the recording kitchen. I asked my parents for permission and they allowed it. So do the people closest to me they support me always, including Raka .

Today my three best friends and I went to an Indian music label in Bandung. We will meet with the producers and managers for meetings on contracts and recording schedules. Among the four of us only alex was the calmest, he was not nervous and trembling . We were already in a fairly spacious meeting room, with several chairs and tables that were rectangular in shape. Rasya looks restless, so does iko. After half an hour we waited, finally came 3 men in formal clothes.

" Good afternoon" Rasya stood up and greeted several people from the label .The four of us regretted it.

" Good afternoon, I'm Hendrik head manager at this label" a middle-aged man with slightly curly hair greets us. We smiled in welcome of his introduction.

"This is Rio as our producer, and this is Ali as the road manager "We smile at both of them and introduce our name by Rasya.

" i am Rasya, this is alex, iko and megan" Rasya pointed at us one by one.

" please sit down" said Mr. Hendrik Friendly. We sat together in the meeting room.

" This music label, do you know about it?" rio asked, starting the conversation.

" well of course we already know the information" alex replied calmly.

" well, have you decided to join?" mr. Rio opened a map containing documents in his hand given by manager Hendrik.

" it's sir, after knowing about this music label we agreed to join" Rasya looked at me ,iko and alex.I and iko just quietly listened without saying much because Rasya and alex can certainly handle this meeting.

" good, I like the song you guys performed, your arrangement and musicality is amazing, moreover the vocalist character is increasingly adding to your band's strength" Rio said with length , handing documents to Rasya .

" you can read this contract, if there is a bad deal and you think it is not appropriate we can discuss it here, please read carefully point by point" hendrik gave me a copy of the document, alex and iko. We read the sheets in the contract. We read that document for almost half an hour.

" sir, it says here we are managed by someone from this music label, can this point not change?" asked Rasya who turned the contract over seriously.

" of course it can change, if you already have a manager who can handle your schedule and all your affairs, you can stick with your manager. But if you do not have someone who can manage you inevitably pak hendrik who will be your manager directly" Mr. Rio with his warm face explained in detail.

" if we don't match the manager you gave us, can we replace him. ?" Rasya asked again he did not want if one day there was a problem about his band.

" of course you can arrange a contract with your manager outside of this contract, so do you have a manager to manage and help you ?" mr. henry asked kindly.

(we shake our heads together)

" then let pak Hendrik be your manager for a while, to handle your schedule" rio gave us advice that might be good for us.

" well we agree" Rasya said

" so does his employment contract need to be changed?" said sir Hendrik with a serious look.

" just sir, we agreed to this contract" Rasya as leader and songwriter signed the contract representing us.

" then for the schedule of the recording and other pak hendrik who will contact you, it's good to work with you" rio greeted us.

" i have other business, if there are things that still want to be discussed please with pak hendrik" pak rio out of the room and followed by pak ali.

Today Rasya drove me home because alex and iko had to hurry to go to college, only Rasya could take me. On the road only the roar of the motor sounded not a word . On the way, I fell asleep on Rasya's back. Rasya wrapped my hands around her waist so as not to fall, I was slumbering not aware of what Rasya was doing.

" megan's home" Rasya woke me up because we were on the porch of my house

" i'm sorry, I was so sleepy" I rubbed my eyes, opened my helmet and gave it to Rasya.

" i'm going home first" Rasya parked his bike .

" yeah be careful, thank ya ya" I'm half sleepy walking towards the house. And how surprised I was to see Raka and Mamah were busy talking on the porch of the house.

" Raka when do you come" I asked to go up to him and sit next to Mamah.

" it's been 15 minutes" he said with an upset face.

" mamah go inside first baby, son Raka mamah stay first" mamah stroked my hair and smiled towards Raka then left us on the porch .

" how can't you call me?" ask me to wonder .

" check your hapemu" he wrote again in an annoyed tone.

" jeez, I'm dead like the battery has dropped, sorry ya ka" I looked at him sincerely, but his face was still angry and upset

(inner)

" aish, why else is this a child"

Raka just kept quieting me, my apologies are not on the corner. He was busy with his hape.

" i change clothes you wait here well" Raka still ignored me. I went inside 'em, went to the bathroom and changed my clothes to work clothes.

" we go, it's late in the afternoon" I looked in front of Raka, Raka looked at me and then passed away. I admonished him from behind

"He pms times well, silence me without cause" I murmured inwardly.

Raka sat at the wheel of her car. I sat next to him . Raka drove her car towards mall xx. Without a word in the car there was silence.

" you why the hell baby, I was already sorry, later in the mall I actually have me deh" I looked at Raka who was focusing on driving, again Raka just mute with her flat expression.

" yes I have not spoken anymore males not really heard" I frown and annoyed with the attitude of Raka who somehow silenced me.

" why did you hug her?" Raka spoke with high intonance. I still don't understand the direction he's saying.

"who does that mean?" I scrunched my forehead

" emang on the bike can't do not have a hug and tacky like that" Still with his frustration I just understood why Raka was upset with me.