
The woman walked up to her school club building which was no less luxurious than the main building. She held a chocolate milk in her hand. Chocolate milk is her favorite milk. Because today is a Sunday that everyone will weekend and take a vacation from work to entertain themselves. But that didn't happen at Rumi's school. The holiday was even used by the school in carrying out all club activities for its students.
Rumi who is not attached to any organization is bored in her dorm room. So he chose to leave the dormitory, intending to browse the club's collections and activities.
His eyes moved here and there looking at every room filled with students who were undergoing their activities according to the club they chose. This club is the most attractive place for him. Because he can see a lot of cool stuff here.
Sometimes he takes the time to go to several clubs. And they always greeted Rumi's arrival kindly. He then continued walking, his hand still grasping his empty milk box he sucked. Shortly after he continued his journey. There was a faint sound of the piano coming to his ear. Smooth melodic sound and slow rhythm game. Makes Rumi interested to see who plays an instrument with a chant as warm as it is.
"I think this is from the music club deh" his feet are getting faster to go to the next target club that he wants to samperin.
When we get to the destination. Rumi knocked on the door of the music club room.
"Get in, the door is not locked" replied the people inside.
Chequek...
The door opened and saw that there were many traditional and modern musical instruments that became the main property of the club. Some people seem to be practicing or just playing an instrument with eloquence. But the thing that interested him the most was. The person who is sitting on the bench while moving his fingers on the piano.
"Chairman, there's Rumi Thaleeta Gressa" said one person there.
Making the woman who was playing the piano with her shahd immediately stop "Where?" He turned his head around looking for Rumi. His head stopped turning when he saw Rumi who was standing while looking at him.
Instantly a twinkle in his eyes appeared. Walk towards him "Wahh, hello Rumi. I was surprised to find our guest" he said when confronted with the woman.
"Yo Fanny, I stopped by because I heard piano music playing"
Fanny is a 2nd-grader and head of a music club. He is also very familiar with Rumi.
"certain"
(That reminds me of Arka who plays the piano)
"But the skill of playing pianoku is still relatively ordinary"
His eyebrows go up next door. Rumi does not understand, it's so good why say ordinary? "I think it's good. Don't humble yourself"
"I'm not down. It's just, I feel my piano playing skills are very less compared to the new members of my club" said Fanny.
Now that both of his eyebrows were raised up "Who can beat the skill of a music group leader" Rumi smiled.
"Yes, actually" Fanny slightly raised her head "Who is her name. I forgot, but original. The piano skill was like I could see an international player. Well, what's his name" he closed his eyes that were still trying to laugh.
"The members themselves don't remember" Rumi quipped
"The problem is that the boy just walked in a few days ago"
"Reason. How good is he until you lose?"
"Later see for yourself"
Rumi cuman berdehem.
"His name is Arka from class 1-A chairman" shouted a member of the club informing his chairman of sudden amnesia about his new member.