It’s already a week since Kemal joined a band audition, but
there’s no information about it. It haunted Kemal everytime he’s alone. He worried
if he’s not good enough to be a guitarist in Danu’s band.
“Ahahahaha… don’t think like that, Mal. I know your skill. You’re
good. But you know making a decision is not as simple as counting 1, 2, 3…”.
That’s what Adji always said if Kemal started to to worry. His
seatmate always knew how to make him a bit better. But, if it’s not that simple
to select, he realized that was not special. He was just as ordinary as the
other others. And it just made him sad.
But today, Kemal was waiting for Danu’s call. He knew that
Danu has made his ‘not simple decision”. It had been an hour before finally the
red-LED on Kemal’s phone was on and
vibrated. It’s Danu. But it’s not a call. It’s an SMS.
“We can start practicing tomorrow at 1.00 P.M. don’t be
late.”
Yep, that’s Danu. This cool boy never told any word such as
congratulations. But, here, Kemal suddenly felt proud of himself. He promised
to himself not make Danu regret his ‘not simple decision.’
Written by:
Shofie Alya Q
ET 10/ Term 3/ 2013
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