I Choose You!
#107 Night Ride
[“Has all the food prepared? Guides, make sure again. Do not time we have started everything even some are not part.”]
“Luck yes, rain is passing.”
“If it is still raining very dear we have bought tumblr lights but do not use.”
“Ya must have been moved to the hall too?”
“Tumblrnya will be used for photobooth, can not be moved.”
“Make what good to make photobooth if not used.”
“Yes yes, we have photos first yuk. Not hunted.”
My head's tense. The show is still half way. There is still plenty of time for fatigue.
“You've been really tense.”
Someone asked me to say.
Oh, Fauzan it turns out, I answered as if, “That's it?”
“Udah two weeks of work you are busy continuously. Though the kids are also good at working.”
“There is nothing wrong from just in case.”
Fauzan pat me on the shoulder, “There's no harm in also relaxing a little. This is an art show, right? Let us take care of.”
Art boy. He'll be the one who'll be filling out the show after eating together. There are four arts shown. Traditional dance, medley music, solo singing, equal dance. All about thirty minutes.
Oh, I gotta make sure the sound system. Because it was raining this afternoon, everyone thought until the event finished the hall that would be used. The preparation is in a hurry.
The preparation is long too. Too long. They should have been able to eat together. If pushed back, the kids go home too late. Many have curfews. Where's kevin?
“Dilangin relaxed a little, even more tense,” Fauzan clap shoulders faster.
Maybe.. I'm too serious, “Yes, noted. Get ready there too. Let's just calm down a little.”
“Ampun, yes. Well, sir the chairman of BEM~”
She went.
Look at the time, I have to make sure the show starts fast. Unless there's a. obstacle. I'm walking straight away. Towards the stage. Lots of kids gathered there.
“Is something wrong?” I made a storm break up the committee kids.
“No the hell. Just wait for consumption to be compiled.”
Whahuh? “There are still no?”
From the stage, it was clear that the participants. Many are busy, and some are busy. The night could be getting late.
“KYAAA!”
“Aw!”
There might be difficulties like him. How can female participants who bring a full dose of drinks? The ground floor is still wet, so it must be slippery. Eventually all fell.
Maybe help a little. Immediately I jumped down the stage a meter over that.
“Be careful dong dek.”
“Sorry brother. Slippery.”
Fortunately, many helped. So the glasses can be saved a lot. It has broken into a new pool of water. Could've found a broom later. The kids used it to dry the puddles.
First off....
I picked up a few glasses that were rolling in front of the stage.
“Still brother.”
His friends have helped him a lot. One of them is carrying a slightly wet cardboard. The glasses are already there a lot.
I put it in there. Back road.
I arrived, in front of this fallen woman, “There are injuries? His knee?” come to think of it, he fell on his knee.
“E, e, no. No brother,” it seems he is still strong standing. But....
“Udah views?”
She's quiet.
His arm was held. Hold the felt wound.
“Aaa recriminate!” right, sick.
“It. Follow her brother there. Adini, please,” at least one agile committee here, “Obati first, okay?”
“Iya, sis.”
He's calmed down. Go with Adini.
Now it's....
“Whose guide?” approach her friend earlier, “Minum just right? If less take have a committee.”
“Still enough kok.”
“Live laid out, deck.”
Maybe I'll make sure for a second, “There's still less?!! Group leader! Brother counselor!”
“No kak.”
“Quite brother!”
“Everything's been part, brother. It's ready.”
“Remember again yes. Let nothing be less. Don't let anyone waste it either. Divide! Okay, ready?!” I walk to the front of the stage, “Kevin! Jump start!”
Kevin took over the loudspeakers.
[“Everything is sitting. Laper. Lapers. Come on, eat~ Ciwi-ciwi again photos, collect first~!”]
Step back again. Back to the back of the children sitting on the tarp that many had prepared. Go to the wide staircase for the audience.
“Fares~”
Clarissa.
“Fares do not want to be alone with me~”
“No.”
Clarissa looks surprised, “Very bad...”.
Looks like I'm smiling, “What business is it?”
“Fares always, no disposable pleasantries,” complains again, “This is nih. I want to take this first,” he gave you a bag, a gift.
“What is this?”
“Create by Hendra~”
“Dad? Make what?”
“Om new anniv right? It!” he forced me to accept it, “I've had a message from a long time ago, but delivery constraints. Oh, there's something for Aunt Sari, too. Make a couple!”
Just thank you, “Thank you.”
“This,” she loves another parcel, “This one is for you.”
“Why?”
“Let's not jealous see if aunt gets good stuff.”
I laugh. He just has his mind, “That's it?”
“Terus~?”
Shut up, just stand face to stage, “What?”
“Should yes, I'm outspoken?”
“Because I don't understand.”
“No gratitude for this beautiful and kind friend, diligently saving this?”
Oh, is that all he wants? This woman is just there.
“Thank you very much,” my smile thank you in⏤
“Can~ Yey!”
So that's what he wants? All he wanted was a picture of me smiling. So stubborn. He was very happy with his polaroid camera.
But....
“Introduction?” a little result.
We were standing in a place that was against the light. So at least if it looks, it's only half face.
“Yah. Fo, another photo. Photos again!”
“Bye,” I stepped away.
“Aa! Fares~! Nice smile earlier!”
“Prepared for the art stage there.”
“No fun in, Fares! I assume it's debt!”
“Yes Yes.”
The art scene is just a few minutes away. Then there are awards for participants and committee. All awards should be ready. Right too, I should coordinate to bring it down. The fourteen rooms are open, right? You can borrow a table for that.
Fashion show, after that, watch together. There should be nothing to think about much. The projector and the screen are already backstage. Oh yeah, the cable's been checked, right?
“Which voice, heh?!”
“Cable, huh?”
Oh, right, the art scene has gone into preparation. I was unconscious because his voice was not heard.
I need to help you see where the problem is.
After that....
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“Borrow pencil dong!”
“Sst! It's noisy! More night.”
It's a lot everywhere. My eyes are already sleepy. I want to sleep, but I still can't.
“Res,” Fauzan call me again, “Time frame for filing a letter of objection Taxpayer to the Director General of Taxes at the latest..”.
Huuuh.., “Three months.”
“Government in collecting taxes, there should be at least three important variables. What?”
“Tax subject, tax object, tax rate.”
“PT. INSERT is a Taxpayer Agency. Taxable Income during 2009 was 205,000,000 rupiah. Then the amount of PPh owed PT. INSERT of 2009 was...”.
“29,750,000 rupiah.”
“Ya already,” Naufan patting my forehead, “Please sleep.”
“Can't.”
Fauzan looking up cover the lights in the sky of the room. Tonight they are excited to learn. Because the mid-test is in sight.
“You also why not go home by yourself. It's better.”
Bad choice. He's still staying there.
My sleep is rotating, “Pingin.”
“Weird kid. Home itself is good, even to the house of the poor.”
“Heh. heh heh. You realize, you're going to the poor man's house. Less poor what are you guys?!” Fauzan was furious himself.
“Sst! It's been night!”
So noisy. I'd like to take a little nap. Tomorrow there's a mid-test.
