Issa Asa
Songs 2.7
The last day at the villa, they all settled back to Jakarta again, because there are still many activities that they have to do, he said, including Issa who must continue his work that was delayed due to vacation with friends. Issa helps Asa carry her bag even though Asa has said that she can do it herself.
Everyone is ready to be in the car to return home, Asa and the others say goodbye to Mang Arif. The car leaves the villa area, driving on the streets quite casually, Issa sees Julian, Wendy, and Adinda sitting behind from the glass as they continue to sleep.
“not sleeping sa?.” Issa asked Asa who was still looking at the road ahead.
“engga sleepy, lo also do not sleepy.” Asa's words interspersed with joking.
“sa, can I not?.”
“nya aja.”
“actually lo that Atmaja family child yes?.” The successful question made Asa surprised, then Asa looked back, fortunately they all slept soundly.
“lo know where?.”
“ada photos bokap lo at home lo, and it's Mr Deon Atmaja right?.”
“iya, I did not expect that you would immediately know about me.”
“why do you say that villa has temen lo?.”
“because I don't want you guys to talk to me. My family is also not a perfect family as many reported.” Asa replied with a smile, it seems Asa's face is destined to always make the surrounding happy and comfortable.
Issa remembers delivering flowers to Asa's house and hearing broken glasses and many other things in Asa's house. Issa's hand gripped Asa's hand tightly while smiling at the woman gently.
“lo I still make stories, I'm ready to be a good listener for you. Lo is a human, not a robot that must be set to be happy, if you are sad, you can be sad, not in pendam yourself.” Issa said at length but managed to make Asa's heart touched.
“thanks.”
Issa's car stops in front of Asa's house, helping Asa and her friends get things out of Issa's car. After all, Issa returns home to her own home with Julian.
“gue dengerin chat with Asa.” Julian said that made Issa turn his head. “pantesan Asa looks like a stranger, it turns out he is the grandson of the Atmaja family.”
“kalo already horrified, I hope you shut up, because pity Asa who has closed even lo unloading.”
“quiet me, do not expect my doang, if that pepet continues aja pretty dapet konglo.”
“gila lo, I like Asa from the beginning, I think also will not be konglo. Because honestly I even feel small now deket him.”
“what is the difference lo same Asa, you are both from among the people, how to try if for example marriage, pity your child does not fuss poor dong.”
Issa stared intently at Julian, but got the grim face of Julian who intended to just joke around with Issa. Issa's car went into the area of Issa's house, stopped in front of the car garage, there was already a Haikal and Bagas waiting, from the face of Bagas and Haikal seen that they waited long enough.
“ordinary, split the same doi must be long.” Julian replied casually.
Issa gets out of her car, picks up the key inside her sling bag, then opens the door. The three of them entered with Issa who entered after taking her bag in the trunk of the car and closing it back.
Issa goes into her room, puts the bag next to the dirty laundry basket and picks up her phone in her pocket, much of what Issa doesn't know about Asa. approaching the woman was like a gray, too vague, not her person but her life, knowing that Asa was the granddaughter of the Atmaja family, Issa felt very inappropriate.
issa's room door opens, Bagas enters and sits in the front seat of Issa's desk. “lo why? since behind diem mulu, do not join the others as well.”
“gue no papa, you want to eat? use good aja, ntar my pesenin also.”
“already from earlier, I'm here to call you to come eat.”
“ya already in advance I just a moment later.”
“do not be long, all already on laper.”
“iya yes.”
Bagas got out of Issa's room early, after Issa washed her face and changed her clothes in clean clothes, Issa came out of the room to the dining table, there were already three friends who were eating food at the dinner table, the three of them ordered food from kfc, only chicken and rice but due to hunger, they all ate it greedily, he said, except Issa who casually eats his food.
finished eating, Issa went up to the second floor to the balcony lit his cigarette. Not until fifteen minutes Julian came to pick up a cigarette belonging to Issa and sucked it while sitting next to Issa.
“still thinking about Asa?.” asked Julian, the type of person who was never serious but Julian's question sounded very serious.
“no.”
“what's the problem if Asa's granddaughter comes out Atmaja? don't you want to take his heart? you forgot your intention?.”
“gue inget, but I already feel inappropriate for Asa, at first I am very confident because I ISSA, but compared to Asa, I am small.”
Julian touched Issa's shoulder “task lo is easy, make his heart choose lo, already doang, no need to care how his family, if you like, ya pursue.”
Issa looking towards Julian “since when are you serious?.”
“GA! think to yourself, I want to play music.” Julian turns off his cigarette and walks into the music studio, causing Issa to smile and laugh.
Issa also turns off his cigarette and enters his music studio, the man picks up the guitar that is cenderized on the sofa and starts strumming it. The day gets darker when all his friends say goodbye to their homes, Haikal first went home before afternoon, because he was waiting for his family to have a family event. julian and Bagas have just left Issa's house.
all day Issa had not received a message from Asa at all, the last time Issa sent a chat saying that he had arrived home and Asa had not replied to his message at all. while walking in the family room, he said, the tv is still on, but what concerns Issa is the news on television, when the faces of Asa's parents are plastered on the screen.
Issa turns off her tv and takes the key to the motor in her room drawer and leaves the house, her head full of Asa's face, her journey feels very long, with a dark sky, but the streets are bright because of the lights that fill each side. Issa took a guest card to get into the housing where Asa lived, Asa's house did not seem lonely because many journalists came, but the house was inside as if there were no inhabitants. several times Issa tried to contact Asa but there was no answer at all.