An Inspiration From The Author
BEHIND THE COVERT INSECURE
...BEHIND THE COVERT INSECURE...
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...SCRIPTWRITING...
...(.(.The Kreasi Siswa AkhirahSanah)...
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...To brothers/classmasters and all students...
...Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi...
...Greetings and greetings to Allah SWT. May you always have mercy and health and protection by Allah SWT....
...Furthermore, we AKSARA committee (ajang kreasi AkhatahSanah students) told us that we are organizing a competition for students of MAN Nusa Bangsa which is among the lomba as follows: ...
...1.1. Keasrian class...
...2.2. Mading classes...
...3. Presentation of class atmosphere...
...4.4. Literary short story...
...5.5. Scientific opinion...
...With this appeal to the class leader and students to be willing to take part in the competition....
...Thus this letter we made, for more information, we the committee will provide information in the Mading class. The rest thanks wassalamu’alaikumwrwb....
...Knoweth...
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...GuzAzam(ka.panitia) Khoirul mufid (secretary)...
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...That letter that I read at this time began the top row to the row of names listed the letter. I read with full understanding while sitting in the front seat neatly lined up in the classroom 12A2 Taruna. The letter that was given to the class leader, I got it when the class president handed it to me. None other than the letter distributed to each class is a competition organized by the committee, namely members of the final class OSIS....
...“San how did you run the short story race? If the other race let me and my friends take care of.” Suddenly Abdus, the class leader spoke to me and asked about the literary race to please join....
... I, who was surprised at that time, did not answer him directly. I still don't think, in my heart this is a chance to prove that I can. Yet another heart said fear of reaping carelessness, thus humiliating the class....
...“Um.. God willing Dus” replied I was a little hesitant with the dus call on his offer....
... “San.... This is for our class. You do not remember if our class has been looked at one eye. Come on San short story you'll ever get up at Mading school. Remember this is not just us being embarrassed, all of us, the homeroom, the teachers are going to be embarrassed, if our class is always viewed one eye” Imbuhnya again with a very touching sentence even with a firm attitude....
...“Em...I am afraid of being timid in Dus..I still do not believe that the short story that I prophesied later can scent our class” said I was still hesitant and not confident....
...“Ehem...you do not remember...we were taught by whom?? Mr. TNI and Polri, have taught us San... The point is we keep trying and confident. Don't immediately ambush. The key is confident that you can” with full decisiveness Abdus encourages me....
...He's the class leader. Mr. TNI is not wrong to appoint Abdus as a candidate for class president. Abdus received the most votes, almost the entire 12A2 Taruna class voted for Abdus. I was also the candidate at that time, just won 3 votes while the other scalper Helmi just won 5. Be Abdus Sholeh as the head of the 12A2 Taruna class. Classes that may be very different from others ranging from Dhohir, inner, discipline, science, general religion are all our classes. Discipline number one, because the father of TNI once said, which should be the provision of patent (mabni) “Discipline is our main task as students cadets” he stressed to all classes 12A2....
...“Okay Dus. I promise I will try as much as I can, and we all have to promise to win in this character race.” My answer was accompanied by a clap of Abdus' right hand towards my shoulder....
...This second I was determined to show the 12A2th class of Midshipmen was not an ordinary class. So many school students think our class has reaped so many cases, so many other class children to us. Therefore this second, this minute will be my proof to advance the class....
...Crane..kring...
...The sound of the bell coming home rang right in the corner of the school. Loud sounds burst into all corners of the class, making the atmosphere of the students aware of its focus. Whether it is the focus of***(teaching learning activities), staying up late, daydreaming, sleeping together and so forth. So did class 12A2, initially focused on the field, after the bell rang as if there would be an order from a superior such as the father of the TNI and the Police when giving orders to our class. With a sense of relief we classmates immediately went out to return home to each other....
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...It had been ten minutes that the pencil between my fingers turned back, the words that had flowed smoothly in my mind again stopped. One paragraph from 15 minutes ago, I began to string word by word and pour out what was on my mind....
...Before that, my brain hurt a lot, squeezed it too long and then thought about what theme I would write about. I tried to make this mind look at just rotating what happened I have experienced, to make a reference to a short story. Now I try to assemble one by one experience by analyzing it to be the right theme. But again this thought hit the wall of saturation, forcing me to just rest....
...For a moment I picked up a pack of cigarettes lying on my desk. I casually took one cigarette and put it on the sidelines of the lips, and did not forget the match to lick the tip of the cigarette. I sucked hard and then I exhaled. While occasionally thinking about the continuation of my writing....
...Now the gaze of the face looked at the white paper before me. Pencils that have been left on the left move to the right hand by replacing the cigarette position. A story that had been constrained back I continued with a series of words....
...Some scribbles on the word began to decorate the contents of the writing. Just like what I wrote earlier, there are various scribbles in various places as corrections and I do not forget to replace them with words that I consider suitable. Everything I write doesn't forget a cigarette....
...Finally, one by one the series has been plenary into 5 paragraphs. In my heart I did not intend to end the writing, until right at the end of the story that fit. Head bowed, no sound, mouth locked, but fingers still dance stringing every word I find until a sentence full of meaning is created....
...The story that I created in such a way, has now filled the white paper in one side. I continued to write what was in my mind and mercilessly turned this paper over and started to write again according to the story that had been drawn in this mind. The cigarette that adorned this left hand, I threw it in the place of cigarette debris. I paused the writing for a moment, taking out a bottle of mineral water that was deliberately placed to the right of the table. Then I opened the lid and drank half of the water, not forgetting 3 breaths (not one gulp) according to the advice of the Prophet. And end with thanksgiving....
...My work continued without a moment's pause. Up to three pages back and forth of this paper are fulfilled. At the bottom end of the paper, I pinned the pen name “San elqhoyry” and a date of April 24, 2021....
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...But my steps stopped when someone called my name. “San.?” call Wildan, my best friend at the end of class 12A1. I turned with a right hand gesture showing the white paper article. Then Wildan immediately replied with his right hand thumb and said “Sangat”....
...Then I continued these footsteps again regardless of the gazes of the students. After arriving in front of the OSIS office and immediately say hello....
...“Assalamualaikum”....
...“Walaikumsalam” replied one of the members of OSIS and went out....
...“Want to setor short story race article Kak!” I said again while giving a paper article that I had previously held onto him . He also received and said “Oh yes. Eh... do not forget the race announcement will be announced when the ceremony will fit, yes?”...
...“Em Yes Kak.yawah. Assalamualaikum” pamitku before leaving....
...“Waalaikumsalam”...
...Then I turned around and left the OSIS office and went back to class. I leisurely passed through the classroom corridor with a view of all the students passing by. Occasionally the wind blows hard, shaking the trees and dropping leaves. In my mind I pray, the short story can make my proof and my class if 12A2 can and also not to be looked at one eye again. And do not forget the other races, which are fought by classmates can win and can get a general champion. Amin ya rabbal....
...#NEWS SMAN NUSA BANGSA...
...MONDAY CEREMONY AS WELL AS GIFT GIVING...
...SMAN Nusa Bangsa - Hundreds of students of SMAN Nusa Bangsa line up neatly from the west end of the yard to the east of the yard to follow the routine Monday ceremony. Vigorously they remained standing upright following the flow of the ceremony. The ceremony as well as the gift was held on Monday (30/04/20)...
...Mr. Hartono M.Pd. as the principal expressed his remarks about the subject of the school and thanked the members of OSIS for holding the AKSARA competition. “the students, remember free we are smart, remember, we're the children of rich, handsome, beautiful people. If akhlak minimum. Remember politeness is higher in value than intelligence. Previously I was very grateful to all the members of OSIS for holding the AKSARA” race, he said....
...Arriving at the end of the ceremony, Moh word as the head of OSIS read the final decision letter of the AKSARA race. The various classes have earned champions from each race. And after that, came the reading of the general champion that the students were waiting for. “And for the general champion of the AKSARA race is achieved by the 12th class A2 Taruna with 11 points, with 5 trophies; two championship trophies1, with, one champion cup 2 and one champion cup 3”. (Sat)...
...By: sanel-qhoyry...
...BIONARASI...
...Nur Hasan is called HASAN or AHSAN. White man, madurese Javanese blaster, the hobby 2M 1o (writing, writing, reading) (sport) is derived from the city of Jember who now lives in a small village of millions of stories in the pamekasan madura east java. Born on 25th April 2004. Still active as students of ipa MA MAMBAUL ULUM BATA-BATA. If you want to familiar you can say hello at no wa 085236281802 and fb\ig san elqhoyry ...
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