The sound of birds singing is heard sayingup-sayup behind the window of Diandra's room. Birds with each other are heard to greeteach other, making the morning so beautiful with the hubbub of birds singing.
The cold morning around the slopes of Mount Semeru was so biting. Luckily he's used to this situation. Otherwise, he would have suffered greatly.
Slowly the blindness opens, when the morning sunlight penetrates the glass window of his room and hits his face. This bed was deliberately placed in such a way, hoping that at any time Diandra had trouble waking up in the morning, the sun would wake her up with the light falling on her face.
And it happened this morning. Diandra woke up with the warm sunlight that was directly on the wajanya. After his eyes were wide open, he looked at the ceiling of the room made of teak wood.