Poetry and Love Journey
Finding Color and harmony

"brak!" the sound of plates throwing hits the wall and splits, the two old men always fighting in the middle of the night, they may wish no one could hear or see it, but they did not expect it.

Dhani, who was in junior high school at the time, only needed 1 more semester to graduate and continue in her favorite high school, after hours he did homework he fell asleep in the range of 10pm in his own room. Dhani Yang was asleep and found the sound of someone shouting and some loud debate occurred, he who woke up from his sleep saw the clock had shown on time 12 nights, but the sound of the scream was very disturbing his sleep. Dhani who was disturbed approached the source of the voice that turned out to be from his kitchen, there he only heard a debate that turned out to be both his parents.his father shouted so loudly and mother also replied to him, as well, Until a moment when the sound of something breaking shocked him, Dhani who was worried at that time tried to get closer and found his mother who was trying to scratch the large shards into his hands. sontak Dhani ran pushing his father so hard that he fell, he took the shrapnel in his mother's hand, and sharply looked at his father.At that time Dhani himself did not understand, did not understand, did not understand, he felt he just had to do what he did, his sharp eyes staring at his father until he left without saying anything there was no explanation he understood, he really did not know what happened. Her mother also left without explaining anything, and at that time Dhani decided to stay in the kitchen cleaning up the shrapnel and headed straight for the room, in the room he sees his father leaving on a motorcycle darting very fast and his mother stays in the room as Dhani tries to go back to sleep, he could not sleep soundly as if he would be a prey living in a predator place.he was so wary of what bad things might happen, he said, but it turned out that when morning came, nothing bad happened, even that morning as if nothing had happened. as usual his mother prepared breakfast and his father was never at home. Dhani never asked about what happened, and chose to wait for his father or maybe his mother to give an explanation, but until then there was no clear explanation, only the two who tried to vilify each other.

from then on Dhani continued to grow, he did not expect to go to his favorite High School, and he also never again focused on learning, although he still got a top 10 ranking, he also never again, he actually never seriously studied since 1 semester ago, he only understood and answered the test, sometimes he was too lazy to answer it long and chose to summarize it quickly. Dhani entered a school that is still one foundation with his Junior High School and he chose it because the price is cheap and he gets a hefty discount.

Dhani passed the school lazily he was never so close to his schoolmates and stayed away from promiscuity outside of school time, he never did schoolwork, and left school with a deadened spirit. at the time that caused him to have to follow the stage of his school art as a spectator, in fact he could not come but the punishment for not coming is a lot of task and annoying.

the pension was started with a speech from the foundation owner and the principal, after which it was opened with a choir. such as school pensions in general, Dangan events art between classes, and, it turns out that there are different.This school turned out to be rich enough to invite famous rock bands and poets who are old enough as well.

the poet, who was over 50 years old, was very well known among poets, he and his poetry are very much remembered.The old poet went up to the school stage, and, and give a word until he explains the poem he will read. "this poem must have been quite famous, surely you have heard it on social media now. Poetry title Rain of July..". the poet began to read his poetry and verse by verse, verse by verse, right to make Dhani who stood in heat bewitched with beautiful words.

Dhani seemed to pay close attention to the old poet, the hot weather made him cold as if the water was washing him coolly and the wind cooled him down. the poem is not so long but it succeeds in bewitching Dhani to bring her into a world she never realized, colors that he never saw surrounded every word of the poet even until the last poem when the poet finished bewitching Dhani with the word, he said, he got off the stage with help from some people maybe because he was old enough, the poetry reading was in cheers with a standing ovation. then the show took a break because the crew of the famous band would prepare the equipment of the personnel and Dhani was still glued to the stage that had been empty, only the music crew was there. he was still immersed in the poem, building something that had never existed before, a feeling that was complex and pleasant, confusing and also quite concise, until his countryman awakened himself from his long daydream.

"uhh? why?" from being surprised and not really hearing the words of his friend earlier

"i bought ice" said his friend again

"yuk deh" Dhani did not suspect his body was really sweating and his throat was dry just wet with his saliva.

the ice that he drank really soaked his throat and cooled his body, Dhani and his friend spent his time in the stall until their ice abis. "home yuk? hot in sono" said the minister who wants to go home from retirement because the weather was so hot at that time. Dhani thought for a moment before saying "gw want to see the band first"

Dhani returned to the retirement stage without her friend choosing to go home, on stage the MC had prepared to call the big band's name.

the big rock band took to the stage in a black dress, the vocalist of the band was a black hooded woman. he took a mic greeting the audience and woke up the mood of the young boy at the time.The song began with a popular song that was perfect for retirement. Dhani who from afar pays attention to the figure of the old poet under the hood is attracted attention to the distortion of the guitar and the low-tone game of the bass player, he saw the female vocalist jump with the spirit of making the people can not just be silent. Dhani who saw the female figure back carried to her world, she saw the colors that surround the stage, beautiful colors that are dominated by beautiful red and yellow. Dhani started looking for a blemish to come forward and look more closely at the vocalist, at that time he could not help himself to not jump or sing, it feels like he again found something missing, and make it more colorful.