Letter to Atlanta
49. Plan to move schools

In front of the big, multi-storey Atlanta house is still standing behind the towering fence. He's still weighing up his decision to approve Joni's request yesterday. Elisha's family was very kind to him, until he felt unworthy of all that kindness for free.

With one hand holding the handlebars of the bike, I don't know how many times the man escaped a heavy breath. Atlanta is getting more and more confident with her decision this time around. His feet moved forward into the grounds of Elisha's house. Although he himself was a little afraid to meet the girl, given his attitude lately.

Atlanta pressed the bell button next to the tall black door in front of her.

Deep inside, a girl who was lazing on the edge of the pool while playing water suddenly gasped with claps on her back from the big brother—Joni.

"El, you don't hear the bell? It's outside there's a guest, open gih."

The girl shrugged her shoulders. "Males ah, maverick. Just like there."

"From now on you have no activity at all."

"His name is also the mager, Bang."

Joni just took a slow breath, shaking her head slowly after seeing her sister who lately had no passion for spirit. The man turned to leave Elisa in the pool area to go open the door.

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"Eh? Atlanta?"

Atlanta smiled stiffly when she got the figure of Joni who opened the door.

"Finally, you want to be Elisha's teacher."

The man gave a smile, before Joni's hand reached his shoulder, bringing Atlanta into the house.

"Els?! Try here! Who's brother bring it!" joni Sahut.

"Who?!" Sounded legitimately from the direction of the pool, none other than she was Elisha.

"Eat first here!"

Not long after, even before ten seconds, Elisha had appeared in front of Joni and of course Atlanta. The girl was fixated for a while until her mouth opened slightly.

"Atlanta?"

Atlanta gave a stiff smile to Elisa.

"You, why did you come here?" Elisha asked with question marks. Because he himself had never taken Atlanta to his home, even the girl never gave a home address to Atlanta. The arrival of Atlanta that was so sudden had clearly made the girl who was standing tensely startled.

"Ah, you deliberately didn't tell you about this from the beginning."

Elisha knitted his eyebrows at Joni's words.

"meaning?"

The adult male over there smiled wryly. Then saying. "Don't ask Atlanta to be your piano teacher."

"Well!"

Quickly Elisha smothered his own mouth. With her eyes still glaring, the girl hit Joni's arm.

"Don't be shy dong. Elisa can still learn by herself." His whisper.

"Whoa, the people of Atlanta also have no problem. Lagian Abang kasian with you, from school until he played piano malem there are no ends. You can only play the tone of a goose duck cut a feeling."

Once again Elisha hit Joni's arm. It was so eager that he tore open Joni's mouth that could not cover up her own sister's disgrace. Look, and now Atlanta has widened her smile when she heard Joni's words, practically making the girl's cheeks turn red.

"Y—ya means good dong. Elisha learned there was progress." The bell was given a slow nod from Joni.

"It's good, but if you muter-muter there when to advance. He said he wanted to make Mama and your brothers proud."

Elisha gave a lip, the girl chose to play her fingers interlocked.

"Atlanta agreed, when did you not want to be taught in Atlanta? Mending with your friend, or will you find another teacher?"

"Yes, Elisha wants to go to Atlanta."

Joni pats Elisa and Atlanta on the shoulder together. "Yes there."

"Where?"

"Yes training or Elisha."

"Now?"

"Next year."

"Oh, yeah."

Joni breathed heavily. "Russia ... Yes now or Astaghfirullah, you can't see Atlanta standing here?"

"Yes Bang, yeah."

Elisha turned back his body first. After Joni gestured to follow her sister, the man followed Elisha from behind, following the girl to a room near the pool where Elisha often practiced piano there.

"Hmmm ... What do you want to drink?" elisa said clumsily as they reached the training room.

"Father. No need to."

"But you're a guest here."

Atlanta smiled slightly, the man seemed to think for a while.

"Cold white water. Can you?"

Elisha nodded in agreement. "Yes, you sit there first" he said, pointing to a white sofa next to the piano.

His smile expanded when he saw many scribbles on top of the piano keyboard. It seems that Elisha really did learn the piano. The Atlanta fingers began to move above the keyboard, the man slightly played a very beautiful sounding tone, until he did not realize that a girl was already standing towering behind him. Not wanting to disturb the Atlanta game, Elisa just silently glued to hear how the beautiful tone tickled her heart, she really liked.

"Good."

Atlanta turned her head quickly, revealing Elisa who was smiling faintly after keeping a glass filled with clear water on the round table.The man replied to her with a pat on the empty space of the chair beside her, hinting Elisha to sit there.

With slow steps, Elisha approached Atlanta, and sat down beside the man with a nervous gesture.

"Is this you who wrote all this?"

Elisa followed the direction of the Atlanta pointer which was fixed on a row of key notes on the keyboard. Then he slightly chuckled, scratching the trunk of his nose that did not feel itchy at all.

"I—iya, that's a suggestion from Bang Yunaka let me poultice," he replied.

Atlanta just nodded in understanding.

"I want to see you play."

The girl immediately rounded her eyes, then said, "But I haven't—"

"It's okay. I'll listen to your duck-cut song."

Whether a joke in the form of appreciation, Elisha was very condescending to the honesty of Joni's speech a moment ago. He's really pretty embarrassed about it. A goose duck cut song? God is right, even an SD child may be far more proficient than him.

"But don't laugh." The sweat first.

Atlanta nodded again, waiting for a small show from Elisa. When the girl's fingers were on the keyboard, the male eyeballs there increasingly sparkled, until the clangs of the familiar children's song in the ears sounded, he widens the smile.

The man clapped his hands after Elisha completed the first test from him in less than a minute.

"Your game is good."

"Ah don't overdo it, if ugly says ugly. Time is just a song to cut a goose duck is good, anyway," he said which was accompanied by facial mimic frowning.

"i'm serious. You are good at playing your fingers. Gapapa just a children's song too, it'll be the first step you make forward little by little."

Elisha fell silent again, all he did was pay more attention to the calm face of Atlanta at that time. He wanted to start a conversation and end the misunderstanding between them.

"Something I want to say."

"O—oh, what?"

"Sorry, because lately I've always been indifferent."

There was no answer from Elisha. Or maybe the girl was thinking of revealing the same thing to Atlanta.

"I'm not angry. I'm sorry, for confusing you with my attitude."

With a smile imprinted on Elisha's thin lips, the girl immediately grabbed Atlanta's hand.

"I'm sorry you. But I should be the one apologizing, I know how much I'm doing to you."

The man shook his head.

"You're not wrong."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief. "So now we're getting better at the story?"

Atlanta answered him with a smile, then her hands moved again.

"Yes. Now that you have a lot of practice, you have to show off your hard work as Theo later."

Elisha nodded firmly, he was getting excited for the day. He will prove to the man named Theo Wijaya that he is capable.

Drrttt .

The sound of vibrating the phone in the pocket of training pants worn by Elisa shifted the focus of both. Elisa quickly picked up the incoming phone.

"Hallo Pah?"

"Elisa, are you home, son?"

"Some, why?"

Yes, he is Pratama. I don't know if there's any wind that the man called his son.

"Papa want to have a little chat with you."

Elisha turned towards Atlanta, and the man hinted at Elisha to give the caller time which was none other than Primary. Elisha moved, the girl turned to sit on the sofa.

"What do you want to say?"

"So gini, yesterday Papa got word from the Modelling school in London."

"Yes, continues?"

He massaged his temple slowly, still listening to his Papa's speech carefully.

"Papa's going to move you to school in London."

"What?!"

Not only was Elisha surprised, Atlanta was as surprised as the girl, but Atlanta was surprised by Elisha's words that echoed in the closed room there.

"Engga, Dad. Elisa does not want to. Elisha wants to go to school here."

"El, but this is for your future. Papa is sure you will shine more if the school there. Papa doesn't want to know, Papa's decision has been unanimous."