RAGS
Raga | 07
Today RAJAWALI High School seems very crowded by students and invited guests. All wore gray dress codes that had been determined by the committee.
"This ra I was signed with someone" said a student who approached Indira in front of his room.
"This is what?"indira asked confusedly looking at the small box like a gift that had just been given to her.
"Don't know" said the student before leaving Indira alone.
Indira brought the box into her room but to her surprise she opened the door with a lot of white roses neatly arranged on the table and red rose petals on the floor.
"Wow" that's the only thing that can be said from Indira's lips."Whose job is it? Is it possible Dirga?"
"Rara is ad.." The voice of the person is cut off when looking into Indira's room."What do you do about the room decor? Will your room be used as well?"
"It's not me Dir. I thought it was your job"
"Why do you think this is from me? It is impossible for me to do this cake thing" said Dirga.
Indira sat on the sofa still with a confused look at every corner of the room filled with flowers.
"What box is that?" dirga asked who saw the box in Indira's hand.
"Ah yes! This was someone who told me he said from someone" replied Indira showing the box he held to Dirga.
Dirga took the box and opened it in front of Indira. There was nothing strange about the box, it was just a gold inked pen and nothing else.
"Lack of work" ketus Dirga.
"Maybe this is the same person" guessed Indira who got full attention from Dirga.
"It could be your secret admirer" Dirga said.
"What the hell"
"Yes you have a lot of fans" said Dirga cuek.
"You're a lot of fans, playboy stamped salty telor doang cocky!" sahut Indira no less cuek.
"Udahlah come hunt show already want to start tuh" invite Dirga.
The two of them walked together like princesses and princes. Dirga who wore a gray tuxedo with a white shirt without a tie is very fitting with Indira who wears a knee-limit gray dress without excessive makeup that seems natural.
All eyes were on the two of them who were walking towards the main stage because the opening ceremony would be filled by them with a song.
"Great-looking Wagelaseh my future priest!"
"That's really good for my bed"
"Woy angel passed by!"
"Dirgaa when to meet mom's dad!"
"Rara love you!"
At least that was the sound that was heard as the two of them walked in the crowded corridor. Absolutely riveting.
"Rara wait" Dirga said shortly before they took the stage because the MC's voice had allowed them to go up.
"The habit" said Dirga justifies the location of Indira's messy hair."The next time his hair is on a regular pimp" he continued painstakingly tidying the hair behind Indira's ears.
For a moment Indira seemed to run out of oxygen supply because the distance of his face with Dirga was really close even he was able to feel the breath of Dirga hit his face.
"Any handsome guy?" indira's mind but soon to be pushed aside."What a handsome thing from where to try!"
"Hey" call Dirga to restore Indira's consciousness.
"Ah yes,ayo" Indira walks ahead of Dirga on stage trying to relieve her crazy heartbeat.
"Good afternoon everyone!" sapa Indira who plays as a singer and Dirga as the guitarist who founded it.
"Happy birthday to the Rajawali foundation. Hopefully it can be the best foundation in Indonesia with outstanding students" Indira prayer received by the audience.
"Well we will perform a song from Admesh Kamaleng 'Nyaman' as the opening of this annual event, hopefully you enjoy" said Indira before giving the code to Dirga to start.
I waited a long time
Many loves come and go
But I've never been this comfortable
Maybe you are true love
Everyone applauded loudly as Indira's melodious voice flowed beautifully.
I won't be singing anymore
I'll keep going to the end of the pulse
I won't be wasting any more
Make my life more meaningful
Your love is as comfortable as the morning sun
Like a rainbow, slalu kunanti
Your love will never be changed
Forever in the heart
I'm happy, yours
I won't be singing anymore
I'll keep going to the end of the pulse
I won't be wasting any more
Make my life more meaningful
Your love is as comfortable as the morning sun
Like a rainbow, slalu kunanti
Your love will never be changed
Forever in the heart
I'm happy, yours
I won't be wasting any more
Make my life more meaningful
While Indira and Dirga were throwing gazes and smiles at each other, they were really bewitching everyone to sing along with them. There is sincerity in every word they sing.
Your love is as comfortable as the morning sun
Like a rainbow, slalu kunanti
Your love will never be changed
Forever in the heart
I'm happy, yours
Your love is as comfortable as the morning sun
Like a rainbow, slalu kunanti
Your love will never be changed
Forever in the heart
I'm happy, yours
I'm happy, yours
I'm happy, yours
The song was finished they sang and again they looked at each other meaningfully. No one knew the meaning of that gaze that surely only they were able to answer it.
After getting off the stage they got a lot of temptation from their clean friends to look at the two of them.
"Aciecie has been" said Nisa.
"Relieve it!" they both said compact.
"Style you two ogah-ogahan, look out for when we finish school we receive an invitation" said Reyhan.
"What the hell" said Indira shyly.
After that only the sound of laughter accompanied the steps of the two to leave.
"Oh" complained Indira when his head was thrown on paper but no one was seen around them.
"Why Ra?" ask Dirga to worry.
"Or this is someone who throws paper" Indira replied taking the paper that was thrown at her.
Indira opened the lump of paper and found a message that was addressed to him.
"Meet me in the park near the library.
Alone or you will know the consequences!!"
Indira's hands trembled there was fear clearly imprinted on her face. Dirga who saw it attracted Indira to sit on a bench in front of the class.
"You calm Ra, I'll be with you" said Dirga full of sincerity.
"But this guy." said Indira cut off."Wh why? Do you know the same person?" ask Dirga.
"The fountain pen was Dir, the pen" Indira rose from her seat and ran towards the room where she left the gift pen of the mysterious figure.
Indira opened all parts of the pen and she found a note rolled inside the pen.
"I miss you Dira"
That was the contents of the note and Indira immediately sat down limp without words spoken from her lips. Dirga who saw it felt there was something strange that his best friend was hiding.
"Why with Ra's pen?"
"Golden ink, just like the threatening letter" said Indira trembling.
"You know the guy?"
Indira looked inwards at Dirga. From his face was clearly a sense of worry, sadness and emotion mixed into one.
"Ra, by the way!" tegur Dirga's.
"Please stayin me alone Dir" said Indira indisputably.