Suasana malam kota Jakarta terlihat dari jendela apartemen Radith. Sera berdiri sambil memegang gelas whiskey keduanya malam itu. Efek whiskey sepertinya telah bereaksi di dalam tubuhnya karena kini tubuhnya mulai terasa panas. It hits her right, she really needs it.
"Your whiskey is so good.." Katanya. "Why whiskey? Because man who like whiskey has this strong and bold image?" Tanyanya.
"Hm? No.. I like whiskey because I'm such an old school guy." Katanya. "And I like the taste of spice in it." Katanya.
"I prefer vodka tho, but whiskey is good too." Katanya.
"Are you drunk yet?" Tanya Radith.
"No.. I'm good at drinking you know.." Katanya.
"Cool, you can drink as much as you want." Kata Radith.
"Thank you." Katanya. "Lo tau gak dith, banyak lagu sedih yang dalam judulnya ada kata whiskey." Celetuk Sera lalu kembali menghampirinya.
"Bener banget..hm.. mungkin emang karena image dari whiskey ini yang melankolis jadi ikut juga mendukung suasana lagunya. I know this one song called 'Whiskey Lullaby'." Katanya.
Radith mengeluarkan gitarnya, tak lama dia memainkan dawai gitarnya disusul dengan alunan suara merdunya.
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She put him out.. like the burnin' end of a midnight cigarette..
She broke his heart, he spent his whole life tryin' to forget..
We watched him drink his pain away.. a little at a time..
But he never could get drunk enough.. to get her off his mind..
Until the night..
He put that bottle to his head.. and pulled the trigger..
And finally drank away her memory..
Life is short, but this time it was bigger..
Than the strength he had to get up off his knees..
We found him with his face down in the pillow..
With a note that said, 'I'll love her till I die.'
And when we buried him beneath the willow..
The angels sang a whiskey lullaby..
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa
La la la la la la la, la la la la la la laa
....
"This is a duet song. Sing with me?" Tanya Radith berhenti sejenak.
"Oh no, I can't sing." Kata Sera menolak.
"Yaah ayo dong.." Kata Radith lalu tersenyum kemudian meneruskan nyanyiannya.
....
The rumors flew.. but nobody knew how much she blamed herself..
For years and years.. she tried to hide the whiskey on her breath..
She finally drank her pain away, a little at a time..
But she never could get drunk enough.. to get him off her mind..
Until the night..
She put that bottle to her head..and pulled the trigger..
And finally drank away his memory..
Life is short, but this time it was bigger..
Than the strength she had to get up off her knees..
We found her with her face down in the pillow..
Clinging to his picture for dear life..
We laid her next to him beneath the willow..
While the angels sang a whiskey lullaby..
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Chick-LitSebuah cerita tentang pertemuan antara Radith dan seorang gadis bernama Sera. Pertemuan itu singkat namun melekat. This is not your average tale of serendipity Meeting and parting, not as simple as they might think This is my #3 writing attempts. Pl...
