
Dhani breathed in a city park that was not too crowded, sitting with a book and pen in his hand, he was a sensitive poet, he sees the world in a different color in every corner of it. His ability to feel poured in every poem, creating a beautiful poem or short story. so even when he stared at the news on an incident, about the loss and chaos that existed, making him write a poem that is not only beautiful but also deep to the circumstances.
now the poet is sitting near a big tree, with a dark blue Hoodie he unites himself for a moment with nature.The big tree has been around since he was in elementary school, since then he often plays to this tree alone or sometimes with his friends. Dhani misses those moments, moments where he does not have to worry about time, moments where he can still cry when he loses something. Dhani realized how important a cry was.
Dhani was born into a middle-class family with an elderly mother, and has an older sister who works hard for her younger sister. Dhani himself does not have many friends he just lives in a small neighborhood that has the same hobby, all his friends are artists and Dhani is a bass player of a band formed by his friends
Dhani loves all forms of art, from sculpture to classical or modern music.The sensibilities he has make him create many lyrics for the music of their band, he said, or a poem for him to send to the online media and get a little money.with money that is not much he knows that he disappointed his parents made him increasingly lose communication to his parents.
Dhani himself is not good at getting along, even he calls himself has an old soul, calling himself an old soul releases the burden that makes him feel like no other easy-going friend, he was often a place to confide in his friends because he never took sides and always gave advice that would not hurt anyone.
he may always seem calm and as if he will be able to face all obstacles, but in his head he never stops thinking sometimes makes him drown with his own world.
"i'm in two worlds both busy, the real world around me with all the busyness and the life that goes on, and the world that's inside me, Where it includes emotions, thoughts and inspiration mixed endlessly"
the morning passed quickly and Dhani felt the tremors from the alarm that was on her Hoodie, it was already half nine hours it was time she had to return home and eat her breakfast. His mother may be waiting for him on the dining table that looks old, but at the table that's all the memories of the family are stored.Sometimes Dhani does not feel good when eating with his mother, Dhani, not many conversations that occur at the dining table.Sometimes he saw the figure of an old mother who was unable to be happy, looks sad. Dhani understands that but can't do anything he just decides he's not going to add more to his mother's grief.
if there was a wish his mother could make now she would make it happen now
in his room Dhani sat at his desk with a laptop and some paper sheets on his side, he did not take off his Hoodie and immediately copied the poem he had written since in the park. his room was filled with several books stacked not according to size and in the corner of the wall was seen a black bass guitar on display.The atmosphere of the room was only in the sunlight a little and without lighting Dhani copied his poetry
no rainbow in this room the atmosphere is sometimes so dark with the addition of some abstract paintings on the walls, there is not much sunlight that stops by just a bright laptop screen and Dhani with glasses focused on the screen.
But when mother crossed his mind, it was probably the only young person who made him fear loss.
Her purchase of her mother is a sign of deep affection, although their communication sometimes tends to be silent. He felt the need to take care of his mother so as not to feel even sadder. His desire to realize his mother's hopes is a testament to the sense of responsibility and love he has for his family.
Dhani's life inspired many people around him, because he not only dared to be himself, but also able to present works that evoke feelings and thoughts. Although he felt the difference between the world within him and the real world around him, he found a way to integrate the two through his writing.
dhani's cell phone rings inside her Hoodie and sees a call from her childhood friend Niko, who is good at hanging out with it. Unlike Dhani, easy-going Niko gets a lot of friends on campus or in her neighborhood. sometimes Dhani sees Niko as the person she wants to be, but after listening to Niko's own personal stories and problems, she comes to understand that all have their own advantages and disadvantages, sometimes it makes her appreciate her own life more, preventing her from trying to hurt herself
Dhani picked up the phone and heard a loud voice from Niko's side "Where are you bree again?" Niko sounded like in a place with such a crowded atmosphere
Dhani replied calmly, almost gently. "at home"
Niko is not too surprised by the response, but instead knows that Dhani is always at home faithful when. Niko has some interesting news to share with her friend. "I have two tickets to a pop concert in the city next door, Dateng yuk?"
Dhani is heard taking a deep breath and thinking about it for quite a while, and Niko understands it waiting. "by the..."
"good me, later I will go to your house and give her tickets" Niko looks excited and cuts Dhani's words
"yeah"