The Eternal War Kasarewang
Pitch vs Perfect Pitch (1)

“How was your training with Adi?” ask Erik after dinner. For three consecutive weeks Adi trained Harsa mercilessly.

“Hmm. Tired but smooth kok.” Said Harsa forgot her mathematical PR for a moment. Since SMA, every day, there seems to be PR every day. “I think yes. Sometimes Adi likes to speak Kasarewang language here and there. I don't understand at all.” Grumpy Harsa. “If he complains, I don't know.”

“Hooh, gitu.”

“According to papa, I can learn Kasarewang language no?” ask Harsa. During this time, she is increasingly eager to learn, given how Adi often ridicules her because she cannot.

“Loh, how are you?” Erik asked back. “If you think from the beginning will not be able to speak Kasarewang language, you will not be able to forever.”

Erik's words struck Harsa's heart. “True also.” With those words from Erik, Harsa rounded her resolve. Although, Harsa did not have the slightest idea of how to develop a perfect pitch, or when he could make time to learn the language Kasarewang.

***

Elis, Barasa, and Harsa naturally became one of the discussion groups in the class. When the discussion material was finished, their conversation began to spread to other things.

“Where, in the music club?” ask Barasa to Elis.

“Seneng they are all on friendly. Fortunately they do need someone who can play the piano, so I immediately get the position I want.” Said happy.

“Hmmm, good for you.”

“What are you doing in the basketball club?” ask Elis back.

Barasa breathed. “Lumayanlah, but not so exciting now there is no Harsa.”

“Eh, I plan to come again anyway, if there is time.” Harsa's concentration is divided between academic demands, magic clubs, and magic training with Adi.

“If it is so, it means you will not come again.” Barasa Knot. “The magic club is something yes?”

“Hehehe. More exciting than I imagined.” Harsa said honestly. He could not help but be interested, from Aster, he could learn magic that was different from what Adi taught. It's been two weeks, Harsa began to understand a little how Aster bewitched. With the explanation from Aster, he began to be able to understand the way Aster bewitched, he could learn to shape his fire into a wide variety of shapes, ranging from long sticks to fire rabbits. Sometimes useful, sometimes not. Apart from that, the meetings were still fun.

“Eh, seriously you join magic club?” Elis asked in surprise.

“Yes, seriously he. At first I thought Harsa was forced.” Comments Barasa.

“Why is that, Lis?”

“Ngak. I've heard a lot of gossip about magic clubs. Magic clubs are only for children who do not want to do anything. Then, about the chairman of his club, I've heard that he's quiet who is difficult to approach.”

“Aster?” Harsa. “He's friendly the same I am. He is not quiet at all.”

“Hmm, great if it is.” Elis turned to Barasa. “If you are bored playing yuk to my club. We want to work together with the drama club to make a musical stage for the school's art stage later. I think we will need more people especially to help.”

“Interesting. But I can't play music.” Barasa.

“Not a problem! Precisely we need people to be blackman and help the show take place.” Unexpectedly, Elis also looked at Harsa. “You too, Sa. If you can, help dong!”

“Eh? I can only play the guitar if it's music, but that's also I learned the prank.” Answer Harsa.

“Come, Sa. It'sit's okay. We appreciate the help at least. You see theatre clubs are also less people.” Persuade Elis further.

It was difficult for Harsa to resist Elis, especially when Elis saw her with such sparkling eyes. “Iya, huh. If there's anything I can help you with, I promise you.”

As soon as Elis said that, Harsa immediately remembered one thing. “Em.. There really is one thing.”

“Ya?”

“I want to have perfect pitch... Do you think you can?” ask Harsa unsure. His chest was pounding uncontrollably for fear of being convicted is impossible from a person who likes music.

“It is not perfect pitch it must be from birth?” tanya Barasa was dubious.

“Hmm the number is growing naturally.” Elis answered for Harsa. “But I've heard the case that perfect pitch ability developed at the age of fifteen years really, because he too often practiced playing the violin.” Elis's Story. “I don't know if everyone can do that or not. Only I've heard of it, there's an app for developing the perfect pitch. If not wrong, the application helps you to memorize tones until you can be considered perfect pitch.”

“Ohh. Why would you want to develop a perfect pitch? I just heard that I like music.” Comments Barasa.

“Eeee.” I want to learn a language that can only be understood when sung. Harsa held her mouth and twisted her brain, but to no avail. “Is. For my own project.” Harsa said in the end, unable to make excuses.

Barasa's forehead wrinkled and his eyes pinched suspiciously, yet he did not press Harsa further.

“Maybe I can help you memorize the notes from the piano if you want. Back to school, on Friday, I was empty. The music club piano was also unused on that day.” Elis.

Harsa's already bright face became brighter. “You are so stinking! Thank you, Lis!!”

“Hehehe, equally.”

Their conversation came to a halt after the school bell rang loudly, a sign that they could have lunch.

“Finally!!” Elis stood up excitedly. “I can't wait for lunch. First yes!” Elis waved and ran after the other female friends in their class, leaving Harsa and Barasa at their place.

“Yuk. We also eat.” Take Harsa, also standing towards the cafeteria, but Barsa restrains Harsa's shoulders.

“Bent in. About magic club. You're not really threatened with that senior, are you?”

“Indeed why do you think like that?”

“After yesterday I was approached by Aster as well. He thought I could do magic because I could resist the Shadow Legend. Then he, a little forced me to join the magic club, even though I said I do not believe in magic and do not want to enter the magic club.”

Aster's excited face invites anyone who can magic to enter the magic club. “Haha. It must be because the state of the magic club is quite serious. Now the only active members are me and Aster. Sorry yes, but you managed to resist right?”

Barasa's forehead is wrinkled. “Not yet. Yesterday I just managed to delay answering. But...”

“But?”

“But I have doubts about magic. I mean, if only one person was raving about magic, I'd be willing to. Now, there you are the same big sister of that class.”

“Aster. His name is Aster.” Harsa.

“Iya, Aster. The point is, are you two serious about magic?” tanya Barasa.

Victory smirk appears on Harsa's face, “If it is curious, why not try first a magic club activity?”