Todos los capítulos de In the Name of the Sacred Tree: Capítulo 151 - Capítulo 160

KACEY and I were at Barra Olympic Park, where Rock in Rio was being held. Loud sounds of music could be heard from outside the football stadium. Like concerts in general, this place was full of visitors. The difference was, people from different parts of the world are here.I could see Kacey's face was shining. I think it's because there were various ethnicities in the same place. It's also interesting to me. Being able to see different types of people with different languages ​​was a joy in itself.Like Kacey and I, they all came to Barra Olympic Park to witness live concerts of world-class bands and musicians in action. Not just musicians, Rock in Rio was a special rock music festival.The Barra Olympic Park itself was originally a City Sports Complex for nine sports venues in Barra da Tijuca, in the western zone of Rio de Janeiro, Brazil. The Barra Olympic Park previously served as the Olympic Park for the 2016 Summer Olympics and 2016 Summer Paralympics.

"HAH?" Kacey still doesn't understand."That's the title of the song," I said."Oh, I see now," Kacey responded."Okay, let's go in," I said.Kacey and I entered the soccer stadium area at Barra Olympic. The atmosphere inside turned out to be wilder than outside. From a distance, I could see a giant stage. Even from the end of us standing, I could see the performing band. In front of the stage, thousands of people were moshing. Korn was a cool band."Would you like to come closer?" I asked."I think we're over there," Kacey suggested, pointing to a little empty area near the goal."Okay, let's go there," I agreed.We walked towards the goal post. The closer to the stage, I could felt the heat of the situation. The enthusiasm of the audience was insane.When it comes to summer concert vibes, excitement could easily overshadow safety. In a poll on concert behavior, nearly 50% of those surveyed admitted to doing something a

"Assalamualaikum, Langley!" a male voice answered my call. "How was your concert there?"“Ahmed, where is Aisha?” I asked."She's fine, and she's praying," Ahmed replied."Why can you answer Aisha's phone?" I asked."A lot has happened since you left, Langley," Ahmed replied again.What?!"What are you doing at Aisha's house so early?" I asked."Well, as I said, a lot has happened since you left Indonesia," Ahmed said, not answering my question."I've only been gone two days," I said.“In two days it happened a lot. Say, Aisha, and I will start a new life,” said Aisha.What?!"Up to you. Tell Aisha I called her," I said, then hung up without saying 'Assalam Alaikum.I paused for a moment to digest what Ahmed meant by starting a new life with Aisha. I tried to relate how he could answer calls from Aisha's cell phone so early.My mind has been clouded by bad things that I

"JULIA, I want to ask you a question," I said, running my fingers through my fingers."Yes, ask," Julia agreed."Do you miss me?"There was a moment of silence before Julia said something in sign language.“I have to get ready for the market. I want to shop for vegetables and fruits for mom,” said Julia in her sign language.I'm sure she's deliberately avoiding my question. But how else? She has made up her mind, and I have no right to force her. But at least I'll tell her how I feel."Well then," I said in sign language, "I missed you."From the phone screen, I could see Julia taking a deep breath, before saying, "See you later.""Tell me what you did at Rock in Rio later, okay?" said Julia in her sign language."I'll definitely tell you, bye," I said in sign language and then hung up.I took a deep breath to release all the tension that seemed to spread throughout my body. It was because the atmosphe

THE last song was perfect. But not by the will of the masses. They chanted our band name. We had been on stage for an hour, but the audience still wants us to continue. The committee seemed to be discussing, then nodded while showing the index finger that was shaking.They meant no.However, the masses were getting wilder by shaking the guardrail. They asked for one last song. We then discussed this with the committee. We asked to be allowed to play our last song. But the organizers said it would disrupt the band's next schedule.While we were discussing, the audience seemed to be getting more and more chaotic. Finally, the committee allowed Boumerank to fill in one last song. The committee asked us to calm the masses."All right, everyone," Ray said into the microphone. "We're going to play one last song. Please come back as before. Keep on rock n roll!”The masses welcomed Ray's call hysterically."My Flowers!" shouted Ray, “Iv