The Bitter Sweet Symphony
Alternate Ending Chapter (Andari) "If you are happy ...I can what?"

"Beautiful.I see your smile now, even if it's not for me. Long time no longer I think happy you, since we're no longer together. Leave me alone...Continue your happiness".

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"Primudya Page Village

six years ago"

You look around the living room at Pramudya's house, there are photos of his late father and some photos of his preacher as a child. What caught his attention was a piece of paper with handwritten framed glass displayed on a carved wooden table typical of the area.He then approached the object and read the contents of the writing contained in the paper slowly.

"Write my farewell"

I may soon be leaving you, to a strange land. Every time I'm lonely, I'll remember the faces I know. At the last moment of the beginning of my farewell.

"it was the writing of his late father". There is a soft voice of a woman behind you. The woman is Pramudya's mother, her age may be approaching half a century but her mother still looks like a woman in her thirties. His long black hair was carried backwards like the mothers in the village. Simple yet still graceful unpretentious. You see with amazement with the simplicity of Pramudya's mother.

"The writing is part of this family, a very precious memory of Pramudya's father.

"His preacher father died at the time, Pramudya was only 4 Months old, Did he never tell her about it?"

"Never Ma'am" you answered

Pramudya's mother smiled and invited you to sit down.

You nodded and sat down in front of Pramudya's mother.

"Sorry to make you sad" You try to neutralize the atmosphere.

"Dad Pramudya, always write beautiful and soothing words for me. Although the writings now pierce into my heart the deepest when remembered him. But those writings have also been my encouragement". Mother Pramudya's eyes began to glaze over, Memories with Pramudya's father made her sad.

Andari put her hands on both hands of Mother Pramudya, She was like a part of the sadness that Mother Pramudya felt. His relationship with Pramudya also has something to do with the story of Pramudya's parents. Both were opposed by both parents, because Pramudya was not from among the rich and educated.

"I didn't expect, an object that didn't look so valuable. It can have a big impact on a person's life" Youari said.

Pramudya's mother smiled and gently grasped your hand.

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Jakarta, the Present day

After finishing calling Damian, Youari continued cleaning the area where he kept large bags for traveling that he had not cleaned for a long time. Usually Aunt Sumiati was their housekeeper who cleaned for her. He looked at the purple bag that was a bit smaller than the other bags. The bag that he forgot, because he never used the bag when traveling. He opened the bag and checked the small bags inside. His hand felt touching something small in the third bag, He took the small object that turned out to be a white flash with a purple list. You gnash his forehead trying to remember the contents of the flash, because there are no clues or writing in the pasldish. Curiously turn on his laptop and check the contents of the flash which turned out to only store two short videos.

"Anyer Beach" & "Memory" The title is featured in both videos. You get curious because he never felt like making that video with Damian, his girlfriend. There is a feeling of discomfort and fear to open the two short videos because at first glance looks the face of the Man he just knew a few days ago. His face was covered in play marks. Curiosity makes him dare to watch the contents of the video. He started hitting the play sign on the Video that read Anyer Beach. Seen someone taking a video of himself walking towards a table occupied by a man, he walked slowly while carrying a small cake with candles on it. His heart stopped when the man's face was clearly visible. Because he knew the man well.

To Be Continue

(From Memoir)