Hujan turun deras di Jakarta, membasahi jalan-jalan dan membuat suara seperti simfoni lembut di atas jendela-jendela besar.

The rain poured heavily in Jakarta, drenching the streets and creating a sound like a gentle symphony on the large windows.

Di dalam Galeri Nasional Indonesia, suasana terasa damai dengan aroma cat minyak dan kayu mengisi udara.

Inside the Galeri Nasional Indonesia, the atmosphere felt peaceful with the scent of oil paint and wood filling the air.

Adi dan Rini, kakak beradik, berjalan perlahan di antara dinding-dinding penuh lukisan.

Adi and Rini, siblings, walked slowly among walls full of paintings.

Rini, dengan mata berbinar, melihat setiap karya seni dengan antusiasme.

Rini, her eyes sparkling, looked at each artwork with enthusiasm.

"Kak, lihat lukisan ini!" serunya, menunjuk ke arah lukisan lanskap dengan pegunungan dan sawah.

"Brother, look at this painting!" she exclaimed, pointing to a landscape painting with mountains and rice fields.

Ingatan tentang ibu mereka langsung muncul, yang selalu mengajak mereka berjalan-jalan ke tempat-tempat indah seperti itu.

Memories of their mother immediately surfaced, who always took them on walks to such beautiful places.

Rini ingin membuat lukisan untuk mengenang ibu mereka yang sudah tiada, sebagai cara mencari ketenangan.

Rini wanted to create a painting to remember their mother, who had passed away, as a way to find peace.

Adi berjalan di samping Rini, berusaha tegar meski hatinya juga tertekan.

Adi walked beside Rini, trying to stay strong even though his heart was also heavy.

Ia tahu betapa pentingnya proyek ini bagi adiknya, tetapi ia khawatir Rini belum siap menghadapi emosi yang mungkin muncul.

He knew how important this project was for his sister, but he worried that Rini wasn't ready to face the emotions that might arise.

"Hati-hati memilih, jangan memaksakan diri," kata Adi pelan, suaranya serak.

"Be careful in choosing, don't push yourself," Adi said softly, his voice hoarse.

Nyepi semakin dekat—hari dimana semua diam di Bali, tidak ada aktivitas, mengingatkan mereka untuk refleksi dan kedamaian.

Nyepi was approaching—a day when everything goes silent in Bali, no activities, reminding them of reflection and peace.

Meski mereka tak merayakannya secara langsung, semangatnya menyentuh hati mereka berdua.

Even though they didn't celebrate it directly, its spirit touched both their hearts.

Mereka tiba di ruangan favorit mereka di galeri, tempat lukisan-lukisan abstrak yang penuh warna.

They arrived at their favorite room in the gallery, the place with vibrant abstract paintings.

Rini diam, terpesona oleh permainan warna dan bentuk yang dinamis.

Rini stood quietly, captivated by the play of color and dynamic shapes.

"Disini, Kak. Disini aku ingin mencari inspirasi," bisiknya.

"Here, Brother. Here is where I want to find inspiration," she whispered.

Melihat adiknya begitu bersemangat, Adi menarik napas dalam.

Seeing his sister so enthusiastic, Adi took a deep breath.

Ia ingin mendukung Rini, namun juga terus berhati-hati agar tidak melukai perasaannya.

He wanted to support Rini but also remained cautious not to hurt her feelings.

"Rini, aku mengerti kamu rindu Ibu. Aku juga," ujarnya akhirnya, jujur.

"Rini, I understand you miss Mom. I do too," he finally said, honestly.

"Tapi aku takut kamu akan terluka lebih dalam."

"But I'm afraid you'll be hurt even more deeply."

Rini menoleh, menatap mata kakaknya yang penuh perhatian.

Rini turned, looking into her brother's caring eyes.

"Aku tahu, Kak. Tapi aku butuh melakukan ini. Untuk kita, untuk Ibu," katanya dengan keteguhan.

"I know, Brother. But I need to do this. For us, for Mom," she said with determination.

"Aku kuat. Ibu akan bangga, kan?"

"I'm strong. Mom would be proud, right?"

Adi terdiam sejenak, memikirkan kata-kata adiknya.

Adi was silent for a moment, pondering his sister's words.

Suara hujan semakin deras.

The sound of rain grew heavier.

"Baiklah. Kita lakukan ini bersama. Tapi kita juga tambahkan kenangan kita berdua, agar lebih berarti," Adi tersenyum tipis.

"Alright. We'll do this together. But let's also add our memories, to make it more meaningful," Adi smiled faintly.

Mereka menatap satu sama lain, mengerti bahwa ini adalah langkah maju.

They looked at each other, understanding that this was a step forward.

Rini akan fokus pada cinta dan kenangan dari ibu mereka, sedangkan Adi akan menambahkan sentuhan kenangan saat mereka bertiga bersama.

Rini would focus on the love and memories of their mother, while Adi would add the touches of memories when the three of them were together.

Ada kehangatan baru di antara mereka, seolah hujan yang mengguyur kembali menyuburkan hubungan kakak beradik itu.

There was a new warmth between them, as if the rain that poured nourished the bond between the siblings once again.

Di akhir hari, dalam galeri yang kini sunyi karena hujan mulai reda, mereka menemukan harmoni antara kenangan dan cinta.

At the end of the day, in the gallery now silent as the rain began to subside, they found harmony between memory and love.

Proyek seni mereka menjadi lebih dari sekedar penghormatan; itu adalah perjalanan bersama, dengan masing-masing saling mengerti dan mendukung.

Their art project became more than just a tribute; it was a journey together, with each understanding and supporting the other.