THE SOUND OF LOVE
SEASON 1: Already

...You know, the first thing...

...we learn is the past....

...Worse,...

...we'll never know....

...Before we explore....

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Grey clouds hang in this town all day. Lightning flashes began to propagate to places that are easily affordable. A piercing cold wind carried the dense clouds in motion.

"Just get a 9? See your other friends always get class ratings. From now on your activities are learning, learning and learning. No watching TV or going out. I'm ashamed to have a child like you"

I grinned bitterly looking out the window, and now the black clouds began to shed their dams. The creeping flashes were getting excited terrorizing. The roar of rain filled my void at this moment. Outside the rain fell so hard as if knowing there was a void around it.

I don't know how long I'm like this. Life is not about happiness, is it? It is always an old wound that repeats itself. It is true that rain always brings memories that are either sweet or bitter. Even though the wound had dried up, he could still return if it was scratched again.

"Look at my same shoes, nice bag, right?" The Kirana chirpy whose presence awakened me from the memories of my childhood.

I also sighed trying to hold it back, muffle it and again "Where are you? The same shoes your bag is still a lot" I said as I sat across my back to my balcony.

"From mom. Let me ah I want to kayak my friends. It's the millineal era when I didn't upgrade"

Seeing my sister's behavior like this made me very sultry, wanting to let out something that rumbled inside my chest. But it feels futile. Only a rough breath could be heard..

"Yes-iya, next time don't ask this is the same father and mother, you have to learn to understand na, you've grown up not like a child who always memin-in"

"Syric by Lista, huuuuh!" His voice interrupted my words. I also tried to spread myself and learn to understand him.

Yes, that's what it's like to be the firstborn but always in the duakan number, not that I don't accept but just feel unfair. They have great responsibilities and heavy burdens.

I am the son of an influential person in this city. Calista Journalist. It's true that the Reporters' family is very honorable and respected but I think it's just the cover.

This family is not a family, for me. Having a super busy father and busy mother as well as a country man makes them rarely at home and see the growth of their two Daughters. Maybe if I could say I have no family in the real sense, I would answer YES.

As long as you know sometimes I have to beg to ask my mother for something while my sister just say it, it is not difficult to get what she wants.

Life is funny sometimes. But as a person matures we will begin to get used to the real life. Yes maybe it suits me, getting older, I should be able to become an independent and strong woman who must be ready to accept the reality of life. The bitterness or sweetness of life depends on how we are and from what point of view we see it.

*****

I am currently attending a private college. The first time I enrolled I chose two majors, the first choice of counseling guidance and the second choice of English literature. Back then it was a demon from nowhere that made me dare to risk my life taking two majors.

Since I was in high school, it was my goal to become a psychologist. But somehow after the test passed I chose the second major, English literature. At first I was hesitant but because I liked and challenged, Why not.

Life is always a challenge not to know how big we are. And finally I'm here at the Faculty of English Literature strata one. At first I thought it was bad after being lived not too bad even just a week I was very familiar with six of my friends. There's Sheina, Ruth, Lucy, Maria, Angella, and Veronica.

To me they are a blessing, we ourselves did not expect to be able to get along quickly with each other. Perhaps this is the bond of destiny in friendship, where we will feel for each other.

And yes my campus is a nasrani campus but not all pure nasrani yes, my friends are also Muslim and we are all familiar, very familiar like brothers. A few months with them, especially my friends, I became more aware of the meaning of life, the purpose of my life, and certainly they changed my life.

No friendship is okay. We often feel the ups and downs but we always have a pretty powerful way that is just follow the waves and currents.

They are like home to me, where I come back when I am tired. They also brought me closer to the creator.

But it's all gone since my dad had a mild stroke, my life has been tough. Even though I'm used to the difficulties, getting used to being independent also from small and as simple as possible in any case still feels difficult like there is a big stone that stuck.

Then I intend to get out of college and quit college because I have to take care of my father, a little useful also for him. Actually I hate this situation because I have to part with them, I don't like goodbyes. At least I've only been two semesters living it is not hard to go out, which I obviously know the steps I take.

Whether time will be kind, only prayer can I exhale hoping that the universe will deliver to the owner of life.

Ah, I think I'd like to stop for a while if I could just run away from reality. Although it was like a coward, it was not something bad in my opinion right now, it was just that I did not want to look fragile.

The ringing of my phone broke my daydream, as soon as I rushed to take a look.

Aldira Respati: PING!!!

Calista Reporter: Oi, baby. Wh why?

Aldira Respati: Out yuk beb? Confided.

God, I'm stopping for a second, okay?

Calista Reporter: Yaudah yuk, jamber?

Aldira Respati: At 7'an huh beb? I will, I'll be samper.

Calista Journalist: Ookii dokii. As you wish beb.

Maybe it's true that I should stop for a moment to take a pause in breathing. Breathe out? Ah, it's hard to remember the reality. At least, I still have someone who will help me forget for a moment the scars I feel, strengthen me and encourage me.

A friend, and that is Dira. Aldira and I have been very close since we sat in kindergarten until now. So we know each other well enough.

Imagining we had to part ways later made me sad, given one of his wishes to marry young. While me? Having been in a relationship for about 5 years with Agas Cokrodinoto who was none other than my own best friend since high school, did not know where to take our relationship.

Seriate..