
"Conscious of trying! Elo it's troubling us! Elo's own group! How many times have you been late for gini and we are always expelled! For who? Elo!" Made's voice raspy, the lab coat he was wearing clumped on his arm, he rubbed his face.
"I'm sorry, I'm not going to gini anymore. Really, De." Reply to Inspiration with uncertain feelings.
"Damn it! And you said that yesterday too. What proof? There are not many reasons for busy organization. Practicum ‘tuh taken care of!" Say Made again loudly.
"Heh already," Rina interceded them, "The name of bad luck no one knows right De, anyways this is just a practicum. Don't let you guys fight just because of this kind of thing." Continue to Rina again.
Inspiration to know he was wrong, this was almost the second day he had misfortune because the shadow of the failure of the national-scale OSIS Event that he held a moment ago scared him. The show was cancelled with a huge loss. Everything had gone according to plan, but suddenly like a flood, everything was washed away in an instant. All the preparation and hard work was gone. Until he feels his body in a moment can also suddenly disappear.
Now that six months have passed the activity is again done carefully, and the inspiration is mandated new responsibilities, a new event. The shadow of the failed event continued to haunt him, leaving him unable to sleep until the early hours of the morning. The shadows frighten him.
"Gue's tired." Made turned around, draped the bag on his shoulder and left.
"So we don't practice anymore today?" Martina asked while hesitantly taking off her laboratory suit.
"Sorry," said the inspiration, "Sorry because I'm bad luck so we can not practise again today, I promise tomorrow will wake up early. Sorry everyone." Ilham.
"It's okay, Ham. Just relax. Tomorrow we come again to request a new practicum schedule. We have after this the last meeting, ‘kan? For the OSIS show?" Ranti gave a thumbs up to her face while smiling, "What now? Than we're unemployed now?" he looked at his friends and they agreed.
Ilham smiled slightly and replied, "Can, Ran. Thanks." Ilham.
"Replace, please report the progress of our activities from the first meeting to the last meeting." Ilham turned to the bespectacled girl who served as the event secretary.
Ranti opened her record, "I started from the report for the event division huh. So far, the event starts from 8 to 12 noon with an arrangement of events like last year and the concept of our event will have sharing sessions, question and answer sessions, and entertainment sessions. Then for the speakers have also invited alumni who successfully received scholarships abroad, Bang Armen Putra. For the theme 'Developing Nursing Science and Nursing Care As Preparation for Facing the Mental Revolution' the theme has been submitted to the publication and documentation division, and it has been reported to the relevant committee to hold a clean event later this afternoon." He took a breath.
Ranti, the head of the event division, nodded in agreement over his statement.
"Then reports from the publication and documentation division, design posters and pamphlets have been spread to the social media set since the second meeting, the banners have been printed and can be installed later in the afternoon when decorating the room. Then the camera, tripod, and handycam for event documentation are ready for tomorrow. Then...!"
"Izin, come in," Ika, chairman of the publication and documentation division, raised a hand. Ranti paused for a moment and looked at him, "There is less, for our camera is ready three units. In addition, all living decoration items are transported from the warehouse so it needs help from the equipment division. Thank you." Thank you."
"Well I continue, from the public relations and fund division, all invitations ranging from invitations to alumni, bang Armen Putra and for the head of the department have been delivered at once has been confirmed again. The collected funds have also covered expenses and the rest is re-entered to the cash set." Jhon narrowed his eyes for a while then nodded in agreement.
"Continue the report from the consumption division...!"
Martina occasionally looked towards Ilham who was seriously listening to the report from Ranti. It looks completely unperturbed. He should have broken up his two friends this morning. They both have their own reasons for being angry. Martina with the failure of the event that continues to haunt him and made with the demands of passing the practicum in order to take elective subjects next semester.
"Then the report from the equipment division," Ranti glanced at Martina briefly then continued, "As for the info, Martina here from the equipment division member represents the head of the temporary equipment division in this meeting, made, because they cannot attend. I continue the report, for the number of participant seats and speaker seats...!!!"
But it feels like he still has no capacity to resuscitate Inspiration and Made if everything will be okay. Sometimes he is still haunted by guilt and feels that the cause of the failure of the national-scale OSIS Event is due to his inability to fulfill responsibilities. Maybe that feeling is also what Inspiration feels.
"Okay, all I can report from the first meeting to the last meeting. Thanks."
Inspiration's heart rumbled, his forehead sweating. This feeling haunted him first. The feeling was relieved everything had been run. Then suddenly it disappears. Everything just goes away. His plans are lost to the earth.
"Ham?" call Martina to break her daydream. Ilham shook his head, "Ah yes, sorry. We're closed for today. May tomorrow our event be given ease and smoothness by the Almighty God. Aamiin's."
"Where are you going, Tin?" Ilham stood up while putting things in his bag.
"Gue wants to eat first. Oh yeah, Ham, about Made this morning, he's probably a sensi, at least tomorrow's good again. Don't think too much." Said Martina later.
"Yes, I know. If he's still telling you to go to a meeting, he still cares, Tin." Reply to Smiling.
"True, too" Martina laughed, "Where are you going, Ham? Eating too?" Ask Martina.
"No, deh. I'm going to mushala." Answer Ilham. Mushala became the goal to lie down for a while before following the subjects a few more hours and clean the event after. He looked at the ceiling patterned with brown wood on it and then closed his eyes. It felt like only sleep could make him forget about his current fear.
"Ham! Elo want to go home, ‘kah?" the sound of the catfish made him turn around. Lina waved at him. He paused for a moment and waited for Lina to walk hand in hand with him towards the dormitory corridor towards their respective dormitories.
"You go to the moon." Answer the brief Inspiration.
Lina laughed, "Capek ya ngedekor room same clean today. I'm still doing tomorrow's show." Rina continued to explain.
"It's a habit." Answer the brief Inspiration.
"Don't lie." Ilham kept quiet and let the girl's talk, "It must be hard so the chairman continues, Ham?" Tanya Rina smiled sweetly.
"No." Reply Inspiration, "Udah Rin's usual time?!" Further.
"The most busy. Assist each division. Here and there, between this and that. Very awesome anyway. I'm sure if you're not strong." then the tone changed, "Even if everything is still pretty about the failure of yesterday's show, but the spirit of elo still seems to hold this event as much as possible as we can. Thanks for getting everyone excited again, Ham. I know it's not easy. But we all believe in the same. Whatever happens we live together, Ham. Great elo!" suddenly his face reddened, "No, not the two of us. I mean we're running the same whole committee, Ham." Rina continued to justify her words.
Inspiration looked up at the head and saw the sky that was starting to darken. The moon is visible in the distance. He exhaled slowly, "Yesterday's event failed because I was too confident that everything would go smoothly. And turns? Canceled. I failed to prepare a backup plan to hold the event yesterday. I think about it every night. What if this event will be the same fate. What if suddenly there are things beyond reason that we cannot guess. And elo said I was great? I'm not as good as you think, Rin." Tukas Ilham's.
He felt the need to realize Rina that she was not that great. This girl has always believed in him since the first time she worked together. He did not want Lina to be disappointed even more deeply in her inability to handle the event. Beyond his expectations, the girl stopped in front of him while shaking her waist.
"Gue tau's. But I don't care about the great things, Ham." He pointed his index finger right at the face of Ilham, "If elo nganggep self elo fail and feel this burden is too heavy, there are still all of us, there are still all of us, there is still a whole committee ready to help you no matter what happens. It's our show together, remember? We're all great, Ham. See Martina? He is very optimistic about alumni. A jhon? He was willing to stay up just to design the room. Ika willing to sell early in the morning for our cash income, and the whole struggle of the committee that I can not call one-on-one. You're great, Ham, and Elo's partner is great too. If we fall, we fall together. Don't blame yourself for yesterday's mistakes. All must have failed, and elo naturally sad for the failure. But I don't want to keep getting stuck in the same guilt. Believe me, tomorrow we will rise again. Our event is a billion percent success!" Obviously Rina.
Inspiration sculpting. All this time he had always thought of his slumped self no matter how the other members pushed him. They both fell, but the others did not wrestle too long in the shadow of failure. They rose up, and Inspiration was encouraged with the support of all.
The burden that had been dangling inside his chest was like being lifted. He breathed more freely than usual. Rina's right. Perhaps he did not know what kind of heavy resistance would stand in his way tomorrow. Whatever happened, all the staff worked hard. They fought as hard as they could.
***
The atmosphere of the morning is still very cold and dewy does not prevent the committee from secretarial who are busy doing their duties at the registration desk. He greeted them briefly and then entered the showroom. Ilham was surprised and surprised when he saw Made who had arrived so early was preparing the sound system operator. He didn't expect Made to come.
"Dee...!" Sapa Ilham awkwardly approached Made, "For yesterday's trouble...!!!"
"Gue's the one who should be apologizing, Ham. I'm sorry I was so angry about the trivial thing that I didn't get to the meeting yesterday," Made smiled, "That's so tough," He shook his head awkwardly while stalling the microwork, "We're both selfish. I tau. But I feel guilty. I also participated in our event yesterday, and I understand how disappointed it is. I just decided not to care" Made laughed, "Sorry, Bro. I may not be the head of the equipment division, but I try as much as possible to complete my responsibilities to the maximum so that my members and other committee are not disappointed." Continue Made.
Ilham. All the things he has done so far, all the things he has prepared so far, are also done by great people. That's his teammate. Whatever happens today, he is ready to face it.
We are all ready to face it...!!!