Felly repeatedly changed towels just to get rid of the sweat that kept flowing from inside her body. Though the twilight was wet from the rain, Felly's body heat never stopped to sweat. Given that, at dusk, he spent the rest of the evening with practice in the studio.
Name Felly Anggi Wiraatmaja. Wild lions are always plastered in magazines and weekly youth tabloids because of talent, power and physical and mental. That nickname, never lost from him. Strengthening the principles of life and also the hardness of the heart that can never be refuted. Although, he must challenge both his own parents.
"Lo still want to be here ?," Billy asked by entering his music score book.
"Yeah."
"Need me temenin?!," Asked Bram and Riska together.
"You go home. I can do it myself. "
"Oh ... well, that's it. We're all back, right ?! "
"Yes. Be careful."
Billy, Riska, and Bram nodded and flung their thumbs. Then, carrying their backpacks along with their musical instruments for home exercise. And, leaving the studio with Felly who still wants to play alone.

For a moment, Felly stopped her guitar. He stared at the window. Looked at the future and plays the memory of events that have occurred. He looked at the moon's twilight face and covered with raindrops. The glass is condensed by its adjacent breath.
Not long after that, he got out of his sleep. Outside the studio with a souvenir plastic umbrella from his best friend in Japan. Supermarket. Felly runs her legs toward the place. He felt dehydrated after thinking hard to form the lyrics of the song and also not the numbers corresponding to the passage of his guitar and musical instruments held by his friends.
Shut your mouth, or I'll force you to close your mlut until you can not speak a word! "
"Felly! I do not care about our separation! But, my concern is back when you have thrown away your friends and struggled with all your strength. As if you were a 'God'. I hope one haal from you. Hope you still remember something that I do not like someone who can not be himself, "Arka said by leaving Felly.
"Ah yes! One more thing I want to say! Never assume you can do anything without the help of others! Because you are not perfect man with all perfection !, "continued Arka by pointing his index finger.
"Arka ...," Felly said quietly after Arka pulled away from her eyes.
Arkana Aditya. A man with thick, talented eyebrows who are full of charisma. School basketball captain. Naturally, if he spoke, the person in front of him seemed to be hit by a bullet that had been fired for him. The assertive word seemed to kill because he had pointed a gun at Arka.
Although they both had a love story so warm. Arka never spoke as sternly and deadly as it was. Except, when Felly is about to enter the National competition or when she can not stand the attitude of Felly that she monitor from a distance. Like a mountain, which is not able to bear lava. Thus, the mountain exploded by removing the hot lava that had been stored by force store.
Felly was stunned as the words had broken through her heart made of ice. He reappeared every word that came out. 'Enjoy', 'imperfect man', 'God'. The words were so piercing that his heart ached. The man, really made her feel sick. He has never felt this painful. But somehow Felly felt her heart warm in the midst of the pain. He felt, his tears were frozen because of his mindset and behavior had melted by the hot fire of Arka's rage.
Togetherness. One word that really pierced his heart. Enjoy. One question that kept ringing throughout his life. Well .. Felly enjoys it. Only, he never realized it because he deliberately forced his heart so that he encouraged himself not to pay attention to the surrounding. But, as he remembered the laughter of his friends, he felt locked up in the cold temperatures he had been looking for for his blanket. He realized that he had not only one family. But everyone who loves him is never considered. Because, everyone has a different way of loving and loving.