Letter to Atlanta
63. Day H

The day rolled back and forth, until the time when the music competition event arrived unexpectedly. Time is that fast. A boy was ready in a white ash uniform that would lead him to attend the competition event as a participant.

Atlanta sat on her desk chair, reading a message from Elisha who had been walking since dawn, especially if not each other to pour out a nervous mood when the two would enter the competition on behalf of the school.

...ELISA 🌈...

I'm in a big tremor, Ta

06.11

^^^Same, hehe...^^^

^^^But we should be equally calm^^^

^^^06.11^^^

Yes, if we don't win?

06.12

^^^You must be optimistic😊^^^

^^^You have worked hard

^^^06.12^^^

Hmm.yes.

I'm just scared. Because I already

the promise to Papa. If I lose, then,

I will be transferred to school

London😭

06.13

^^^ I will be next to you

^^I have promised

^^^You must be sure that we will

^^^win.^^^

^^^06.14^^^

Okay fine! Spirit💪

06.14

^^^You have breakfast?^^^

^^^06.15^^^

I'm just gonna take a shower, hehe

06.15

^^^😅^^^

^^^Yes, see you there^^

^^^06.15^^^

Right after Atlanta sent the message, the sound of knocking on the door sounded.

Htc .. tok

Cclek

"So...." Bi Mirna leaned her head into the bright door she made. The woman smiled gently as she looked at Atlanta who was still sitting on the study desk chair.

He stepped into the Atlanta room with a plate of rice and a glass of water for the man's breakfast.

"Breakfast before leaving," said Bi Mirna kept her Atlanta breakfast on the study table.

"Sorry, Bi, Ata's troublesome Auntie."

Bi Mirna shook her hands in the air. "A, gapapa. Auntie doesn't feel bothered. Now Ata breakfast first, let the competition smooth, Aunty pray that Ata same time Ata managed to win."

Atlanta nodded steadily, smilingly displaying a row of her neat teeth on Bi Mirna. The woman turned to pat Atlanta on the shoulder.

"spent yes. Auntie wants to go back in order." Bi Mirna immediately left Atlanta in her room.

The man was still looking at his breakfast the next morning, where there was only a soy sauce-flavored cow's eye egg on top. Bi Mirna was very attentive to him, it had become a habit for the man to have breakfast with eggs in the eyes of cows when going to school exams, he said, and it looks like Bi Mirna is very understanding with the nervousness of Atlanta will face a competition that is not much thrilling with school exams.

Atlanta immediately ate and finished her breakfast which Bi Mirna had deliberately made. It didn't take much time, Atlanta had finished breakfast the morning. He moved, hooking a backpack and out of the room while carrying a plate and glass that he had used.

The man was washing dishes and glasses before leaving for the competition. When he finished, he immediately went to the garage, picked up the bike and looked for Bi Mirna. It looks like the woman is sweeping the front yard. Atlanta leads the bike to Bi Mirna.

"Eh, Ata. Want to go now?" he said when he realized Atlanta's presence.

Atlanta nodded, grabbed Bi Mirna's hand and kissed the back of the woman's hand respectfully.

"It's off first, Bi. Pray that Ata will be launched."

"Aamiin, Aunt always doain Ata."

Atlanta smiled again, he switched to riding his bike, and pedaling left his yard.

On the road that is still very rarely passed by vehicles, Atlanta took a deep breath, feeling the cool air without pollution filling her lungs. A smile is simply created on the sweet lips of Atlanta.

Right at the fork in the road, unfortunately Atlanta is not careful. He was unconscious with a car driving towards him, and....

Bruk!

The man crashed, rolling over the asphalt when a red car hit him. The incident passed so quickly, Atlanta could only grimace in pain as her arms were scuffed after rubbing against the black asphalt of the highway.

Two people in the car immediately went outside, approaching Atlanta who was curled up on the street. Atlanta looked up at the two adult men in all-black suits standing looming in front of her. Instead of helping Atlanta, the two men turned to pull the collar of the Atlanta uniform, making the man quite difficult to stand because his legs also felt very painful, too, as a result, his neck was strangled due to the forced pull of one of the men.

Both are next to the lips. They accidentally hit Atlanta.

Bugh!

Bugh!

Bugh!

Back with a hard blow the man lay on the cheekbones of Atlanta, as a result the boy in uniform High School was back down.

Laughter now graces the Atlanta hearing. He was very weak, all he did was hold the abdominal area of his pain. Until he saw the man's leg was about to drift, Atlanta chose to close his eyes, as if he had prepared for the pain he might receive again.

"PLEASE! HELP U! THERE'S DESERTING! HELP!"

His intention to finish Atlanta must be extinct instantly. The two immediately ran frantically into the car to escape, then gasp before several people passed by there chasing them.

A 15-year-old boy tried to walk quickly using crutches to approach Atlanta which had been drooping, there were also residents around who heard the screams of the child and then both approached the scene.

"SISTER ATA!" he strangled when he saw a familiar man.

"Sir, please help this brother, I beg you, take him to the halfway house at the end of the bridge, yes. This is my brother" said the boy in a panic.

The adult man who was in place, immediately memapah Atlanta to be rushed to a halfway house which fortunately not far from there, according to Adin's request.

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The umpteenth time Elisha glanced at the circular watch on his wrist with an anxious look. How not, the 10-minute event will start again, and Atlanta has not shown its nose at the location of the competition that they should have both attended.

"Elisa, how is this? Atlanta has not come yet," said Mr. Haris - the coach of music - who at that time was equally panicked because his protege did not come.

"Attent, Sir. I'm trying to call again." The girl re-typed the message for Atlanta. But unfortunately, the man did not reply or show signs online.

Cold sweat spread in the area of his trembling body. Did something happen to that guy? Elisha was very worried, he bit his fingernails uneasily.

Atlanta, don't make me panic gini dong. Where are you?

"Sir Haris! Elise!"

The two compactly turned to the source of the voice, where two men were running towards them.

"Theo? Jay?" said Mr. Haris. "Why did you come here?" tanyakanya.

"I'm the head of music, sir. I didn't come to an important event like this. After all, our class is having an empty hour, so we both want to come here" Theo replied, circulating his gaze.

"When does it start, sir?" ask Jay for a moment.

Mr. Haris glanced at his watch. "About 7 minutes from opening."

"Where is bi-Alanta going? How not to look?" said the man who owns the jaw firmly.

"Either that. Atlanta's not here yet, you're worried that something's going on with her."

Theo rubbed his face rough, throwing a slow breath. Apparently the man had a feeling that was equally being felt by Mr. Haris and also Elisha. What if Atlanta doesn't come? Who will replace the man. There is no way Elisha will advance alone, he knows very well the ability of Atlanta and wants the man to exert his potential and then boast the name of the school, of course the name of the music excul.

"Elisa, have you tried to call him?" ask Theo.

Elisha nodded. "Udah, but not active."

"Test .. test .. please note. To all participants of the competition, the event will start in 5 minutes. Please the participants who are still outside the field to immediately prepare themselves to enter the place that the committee has prepared. Thank you." Thank you."

There was a brief announcement from the loudspeaker on stage, of course it made students from Buana High School anxious not to play, waiting for the arrival of Atlanta which they hoped would soon appear.

"Sir, let me just replace Atlanta," said Jay who automatically made the net all three widened surprised.

"Jay! Lo don't be crazy, this is not the time to mess around" Theo said.

"Emang you think I'm kidding again, huh? I seriously. Don't you hear the show in 5 minutes? Some of the organizers there have closed the front gate, there can be no one else to enter again."

Theo ruffled his hair in frustration, while Elisa still froze thinking about what would happen if Atlanta did not enter the competition.

"Sir Haris, I believe the same. I used to be a member of music. I will do everything I can for this competition" Jay said.

The man was increasingly drifting in the mind, it is true, when Jay sat in the 1st grade of High School the man had joined the music excul, it was true, before finally Jay decided to go outside and choose to join the basketball exkul. Of course the man did not doubt Jay's ability, but would the boy be able to do it without training first? Truly, even a professional musician needs to at least practice and prepare before showing their talent.

"Jay, I believe in you. But are you sure?" said Mr. Haris, there was a tone of doubt there.

Jay nodded. "I'm sure, sir."

"Elisa, don't you mind if Jay takes over from Atlanta now?"

The girl stared one by one at the men in front of her, then nodded slowly. "No problem, sir."

Hearing that, Jay immediately smiled obliquely. There was a feeling of pride inside him.

"Yes, you guys sit there. I'm going ahead." Mr. Haris patted the shoulders of his students, giving them a little strength, especially Elisa and Jay.

In her sitting, Elisha grew more agitated, bowing his head, looking at her interlocked fingers trembling. It was as if I did not care about the event that was going on.

Atlanta, you lied. You said you'd be next to me.

A hand suddenly broke Elisha's daydream, he turned his head, revealing Jay smiling gently at him. The touch of Jay's hand on the back of his hand made his chest race fast, he was afraid.

"Don't worry. I'll put you there."

"Next, we call ... Elisa Huratama and Jay Valendra, representatives from Buana High School."

Jay immediately grabbed Elisha's hand, bringing the girl onto the stage. The sound of applause grew increasingly, all the participants there were unable to silence their mouths, seeing how the visualization of Buana High School students who were able to hypnotize the view. Many of them were immediately directing the camera to record the show that will both do.

"Elisa, are you ready? Just relax, I'm here, for you." Elisha looked more and more at the man beside him, before he finally nodded his head in confidence and began to sit in front of a piano.

Silent. Everyone there focused on the front. Until the clang of the piano is heard produced by Elisa's fingers, even Jay who was looking at a row of key notes in front increasingly widen the smile.

I have not in vain memorized the key of this note. Haha ... Atlanta, now I have one step ahead of you.

Elisha was getting washed away in the game, but his heart somehow hurt. Think of a moment with Atlanta when they practiced piano together. But this time, there was someone who replaced Atlanta, Elisha turned to Jay who was right in front of him, with a different piano, he said, Jay seemed to be very focused on the key and played it perfectly.

You lied. You're evil, Atlanta.

One tear fell from the crack. The tasteful play of Elisha no doubt made the audience touched. Never had they heard such a beautiful melody, not a few of them were wiping the clear grain when the sound of classical music was adorning the sense of hearing.

Until the twang stopped, marking the end of the games, Elisha and Jay moved from sitting, both standing side by side and bowing their heads. The sound of a standing ovation filled the outdoor arena, everyone there stood up from sitting down, applauding Elisa and Jay who had managed to make them touched.

However, the girl felt as if applause from the people was not the most important thing. The proof, Elisha's attention is still faithful to expose the ranks of people who he hopes Atlanta is there, even though in fact the man does not exist.

You lied, why you weren't there next to me. I hate you, Atlanta. You're evil.