M Y O U T H

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"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarokatuh, Announcement for the participants of the Arabic Language Olympiad gathered in the second floor olympic hall of the Hegra building, so many of us. Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," announcement from school speaker.

Senior High School here is just like any private school in general. There is a spacious basketball court surrounded by three later u buildings with one building that has a school lobby in the middle.

Hegra building is the main building, which is located facing the highway. All the main rooms are in this building, including the Olympic hall some of the subjects.

"Nad, anterin yuk," Nei asked after hearing the announcement when the first break bell had just rang.

"Yuk," the excited Nadin immediately stood up and took Nei in his arms.

"Eh, where is it?" nadin asked as they went down the stairs to the ground floor, their class on the second floor.

"Second floor" Nei replied.

"Build?" nadin asked.

"Hegra," Nei replied making Nadin stop.

"Huh? Who am I going to go back to?" I asked Nadin suddenly. He usually just relaxes.

"Chain two, "he continued.

"Mmm.." while thinking, Nei grabbed Nadin's arm and continued walking.

"Until the first floor," Nei decided.

"Later there will be a lot of asatidz" complained Nadin considering the teacher's room is on the first floor of the Hegra building.

"And I'll support you Nei" Nei said, repeating Nadin's words when convincing him to join the Olympics.

"Udah ah, I'll be late again," They also walked along the hallways of the class.

Sure enough, they parted on the first floor with a spirited greeting from Nadin for Nei who responded by rolling her eyes saturated.

"Don't forget to bring the latest news, Nei" said Nadin with a little loud because of their distance is quite far.

Nei replied to him with a smile and her thumb assented.

There was just his friend. There's no gossip in the Olympic room.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh" said a male voice from inside the room.

Nei who was still walking closer came to a halt and accelerated his steps towards the door.

"Duh, no scolding huh?" he said confused himself. If there was Nadin, he would have immediately invited in and apologized to the teaching asatidz.

But here he was alone without Nadin.

"Huh..." Nei exhaled slowly then appeared to himself in front of the door and knocked on the door slowly three times.

Nei's face looked nervous with a wide smile.

"Assalamu'alaikum, sorry to be late," he said softly as he looked down without looking at who he was talking to.

"Wa'akaikumussalam, who are you talking to?" his voice sounded resolute and invited laughter from the other participants in the room.

Nervous Nei grew even more embarrassed, he began to straighten his gaze and saw the big brother, not the ustadz who answered his words earlier.

"Eee...," Nei just looked around nervously and bit her lower lip inside.

"Here we go" said Izzat, the upperclassman standing next to the teacher's desk, in front of a whiteboard facing Olympic participants.

Nei walked slowly inside and stood at the other end of the blackboard, a distance away from Kak Izzat.

Wasn't he the upperclassman who offered the Arabic Olympics in his class at the time?

"Include your name, then sit down" he said in an unassertive tone.

"My name is Aneisha Zafia," Nei lowered her gaze immediately walking quickly towards the bench that was behind.

"After a short pause because of your friend who is late, we continue our discussion earlier," said Brother Izzat while with a firm voice and look relaxed.

"Eh, isn't Olim's guide ustadz? How come...?" nei asked hanging up his sentence, to the friend beside him.

"So you want to be clear when you want to come in" he replied.

"Oh.." said Nei with an awkward smile.

Counting only fifteen people divided nine women and six men who sit separated, men on the right row while women on the left row bench.

"I represent Ustad Zain as Olympic mentor, There are only four people who will represent our school for the city-level Arabic Olympics, two men's and two women's categories,"

Nei started to pay attention and stared focused forward.

"Olympics at our own school will be held two weeks later on Friday at the last hour after Friday prayers. The school Olympics were held in this place," Nei began to look again at his potential rivals in the Olympics.

"Ustad Zain will guide the students who pass the school selection later, so the next meeting is still the same for me, for that I hope it is better so that no one is late in the future," said brother Izzat while looking at Nei who did not look ahead, but looked at other friends.

"Olympic selection exam material will be equated with the matter of the previous years Olympic level city, for it is prepared as well as possible," he continued.

"There are questions, before they end," Izzat said.

"For the Olympic participants last year also participated in the selection again sis?" ask the upperclassman who sits at the front.

"How do you think? Is it because it has never been a city or provincial level race even national does not need to follow the selection again?" replied Brother Izzat who made some of them whisper.

One of the eleven-year-old men raised his hand. Nei looked at it by narrowing his eyes to clarify the face of the upperclassman from the side,

Nei instantly widened his eyes when he realized he was the upperclassman who met the other day when the dafta Olympic participants.

"Yes, please," said brother Izzat.

"It is better to take the school selection exam, Kan joined the Olimnya last year, This year there are already adek classes that may be more able to," he said without upholding his back from the seat back.

"There's another response?" said Brother Izzat while looking around him.

"That was late" he continued.

Nei who felt it was himself, straightened his back and faced the front.

"Yes my brother agreed, come again, it could be that last year came this year did not get away, yes" Nei said with an awkward smile.

The older sister who had asked, immediately turned her gaze to face straight at Nei, feeling offended.

Nei who was seen only blinked slowly by raising both of his eyebrows.

The older brother just breathed his breath and turned back to face the front.

"To give others a better chance to follow the selection again, usually from year to year knew the Olympic participants of the city level will be followed by two representative daughters from the 10th and 11th classes as well as two representatives of the 10th and 11th classes," Izzat broke up.

Actually it was the answer he would say even if no one proposed it that way. Because at Senior High School they are used to opening question sessions to argue with each other.

"There's more," he returned.

One of the sons held out his hand.

"Is there any further information about the provincial level race later," he asked.

"Alright, after getting the champion in position 1,2, and 3 levels of the city will follow the provincial-level Arabic Olympics, to go to the provincial level there will be additional guidance classes with Ustad Zain," clearly, that was responded by a thank you from the one who asked earlier.

Ustad Zain himself was already well known as an Olympic mentor of Arabic language especially when Nei was at Junior High School, because of his expertise.

"There's another question?" ask brother Izzat.

"The next meeting will take place, sis," said the friend who was sitting right next to Nei.

Nei only knitted his eyebrows together, it was impatient once he, Nei's inner.

Brother Izzat responded with a small laugh while looking at the one who asked.

"Can't wait for selection?" askalanya.

"Yes, brother" said the friend with enthusiasm. Coulda.

"The meeting next week is only for next week" said Mr Izzat.

Seeing that the first break was over, Brother Izzat ended the first session meeting.

"Remember, don't be late, we only have two meetings and only stay once" he said after greeting. Izzat left the room first followed by other male friends.

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To be continued