Bawang Merah, Bawang Putih

I joined a piano lesson in my art class on May 2017 (at least that's what I remember). Lalaland is the reason why, if you're asking. I love Lalaland more than any musical movie I've watched in my whole life. Learning it late, made me regret the fact that my mother used applied me in ballet lesson, piano lesson, etc. Anything to see if I'm capable of doing something, but I was young that time, and I didn't care about anything that there's no progress. Things change the way I see the future since I met this dearest teacher of mine, Ellen Renata. I called her Ci Ellen. She looked so cold-hearted at first, and her face was grumpy but I tried to think the good in her. It wasn't easy to be close and opened up, instead it was hard-time kind of bond. I learned pretty slow when I was told to play my right and left hand at the same time and I'm the type of person who could do it if I practice often but the problem is that I don't even have a piano. I hate dissapointing her but at the same time she could've understand my position. So I decide to practice in my cousin's house, because he doesn't really often play his own piano. I would practice 3-4 hours, once or twice in a week. It's a commitment.

As months went by, I would try to joke around and be annoying with her. Then, we finally bonded pretty well. I'm always trying, always try to keep up being better and learn faster so that the both of us wouldn't waste any time. Even thought we're close now, I still don't know much about her but I find that she's very lovely (a little bit stubborn but it's useful).

Tuesday, the 20th of February which is four days ago, I was invited to her show. It’s her last project called Bawang Merah Bawang Putih.

At first, I’m not sure what it’s about. I thought it was going to be only her playing the piano on the spotlight but instead, there was a band and also a play. The singers sang beautifully and they were so energetic, the band was great but I had to say, my eyes were only focused straight on the way my teacher played the piano. It’s like, it’s more than just a piano, it’s way more than just a note and it’s indescribeable. It’s the moment when I just saw her from the front row and a feelings inside of me saying “I wanna be like her, she’s so perfect”. She played it so passionately and I couln’t be more touched that I even cried a little. Besides that, I couldnt even be more thankful to have her as a teacher and a friend.