
"The show has started" Ruben said.
"Oi oi oi. We're late because of who? Why was your sentence as if it was my fault or Galang's fault? Heyyyyy.." Ahsan.
"Hahahaha," Reuben laughed with a sinless expression.
The three of us then immediately looked for an empty place to follow the show. We started looking for an empty chair.
"Eh look over there, there is still empty wealth," said Ruben, pointing to the red soft chair in the front row of the stage there.
Plaque. Ahsan punched Ruben on the back and said, "That's for guruuu, not for a loser like you."
I almost laughed again at both of them. They are like water and oil.
We started looking for an empty seat again. Because we arrived a little late, we also had a bit of trouble to find an empty seat.
"Oi see, there still seems to be quite a lot of empty seats," said I who did not sting to see a row of empty seats.
"Are you right, yes let's get there quickly" Ruben then rushed at a quick pace. Me and Ahsan then followed him from behind.
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"Now we enter the event of the announcement of the winner of the painting competition. The third place was awarded to Ananda Reyhan Lakshmana of the 11th class of IPS 2. To Ananda Reyhan, we invite you to move forward" said one of the art teachers who read the winner of the painting competition. The sound of applause then accompanied the winner of the third champion as he walked towards the stage.
"Next, for the winner of the 2nd champion painting race, falls to... Anandas... Atika Asyifa from class 10-4. To Ananda Atika, welcome to come forward," continued the art teacher who was then accompanied by the sound of applause.
"Next, for the winner of the first champion painting competition falls to... Anandas... Rindi Baskoro's... From class 12 IPA 1," said the art teacher who then again received applause and boisterous voices from the audience. This time, the atmosphere was more frenzied than at the time of the announcement of the 2nd and 3rd champions.
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Next is the announcement of the short story writing competition. This time, Miss Esti will read it. He was already on stage and started talking.
"Vote 3 short story writing contest is ananda Angela Cindy from class 10-7. To Ananda Angela Cindy, welcome to come forward," said Bu Esti who was immediately greeted by applause and a lively noise. I'm so happy Cindy can win 3rd place. I remember, he had a hard time writing it, but in the end, he could even get a 3rd champion. What a great kid.
Cindy started walking to the stage. The boys 10-7 look so excited with the success of Cindy became champion three.
"Wah Cindy is great, yeah" said Ruben.
"Yes, that's great" I replied.
Although Cindy has managed to get the 3rd champion, but she looks like she is being embarrassed. I know that Cindy is not too comfortable with this great atmosphere. If I were in his position now, maybe I would do the same with him now.
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Now, one of the teachers was already on stage to invite the winners to come forward to receive the award. Without saying much, the teacher immediately read out the names of the winners.
However, after the teacher finished reading the names of champions 1 to 3, there was no name Risal there. I don't know why I feel a little disappointed and I feel guilty. In fact, I was the one who recommended Risal to take part in this poetry contest.
I don't know why, but I still can't seem to accept the results of this poetry contest. I think there must be something wrong with the jury or his judgment. I also plan to meet Risal after this.
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Finally, it arrived at the cooking competition announcement event. This time, I also feel confident that Ruben and the others will definitely be the winners. As far as I can tell, Ruben's cooking tastes really good. It feels like it can even be aligned with the taste of restaurant cuisine or other eating places.
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The announcement of champions 2 and 3 has been announced and the name 10-7 has not been called. I don't know why, I'm worried. I will definitely not be out of thought if Ruben's cooking and that up did not get any champion. Yes, although I have not had time to taste or even know what cooking Ruben cooked, but I am still very confident in their cooking.
"And the winner of the 1st champion, cooking competition, fell to... Se...Pu's... Phew... Tu-juh..," said the teacher who was immediately greeted by hysterical cries of the children 10-7.
"Woooooooii we're leaving," Ruben immediately shouted. His screams were very loud. Moreover, Ruben is right beside my left at the moment.
"Oi brisik," Ahsan said.
Reuben seemed to be unconcerned about Ahsan. He kept shouting and was very hysterical until he finally came forward to get the award.
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After the announcement was over, we went straight back to class to wait for one more event, a bonfire. The bonfire is scheduled to start at 18:45. That is, there are still about 40 minutes left until the event starts.
The class atmosphere is currently still in the euphoria of the 1st cooking competition champion. Although in fact our class also won the champion of three short story writing competitions, but the main subject of euphoria is the cooking competition.
To be honest, right now I'm still curious about Risal's poem. I haven't read his poem that he's included in this poetry contest, but I still can't believe he didn't win the championship.
I was actually anxious to ask Risal this matter directly, but I guess I still wasn't close enough to him to ask such things. Currently, as usual, Risal was sitting alone in his chair while listening to music with his big earphones and did not miss the comic that also always accompanied him.
Suddenly, I just remembered. Turns out I haven't congratulated Cindy on her success as a third-place champion. I was too focused on thinking about the poetry race to the point of forgetting Cindy who had won the 3rd place. I stared at him sitting right next to my chair and got ready to congratulate him.
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