
“What an important effort first, because the results usually follow how big and hard we” (Turtles Ninja)
The middle tension completely covers the circle of Riana CS. Kost Riana, afternoon. Silence includes the six human children who are sitting lined up on the sofa in the middle room. The most restless is the tall red hoodie guy, who from earlier was just busy playing the fingers on the lap.
“Nesh, are you okay?” ask a girl. And it was Hanum.
“My voice, mbak..” he replied, almost inaudible.
“Iya-iya, beware yes, I again lemon juice with mother kost. Later don't make the potion... Mending now you eat first..” said Hanum anxiously. Well, there are-anyways, why when the competition is near there should be an event like this?
“Iya Nesh, Hanum bener, mending you eat first,” timpal Riana.
“No,” Ganesh shakes weakly.
“Don't gini dong Nesh, you'll get sick later. Anyway, if you want to drink the potion, you have to eat first... Otherwise, your stomach will hurt..” said Hanum again. Ganesh was forced to. To be honest he was stressed - no, heavy stress, what else his voice had to be lost at these times, when it was approaching the days of competition.
“Bestie, thenaaan!” hanum shouted as he let out his voice. Actually he was tormented also with this situation, what else he was his person like overthinking, like to think of something that is not necessarily the case. All agree with a little reluctance. Anyway no matter how, all must immediately return as before.
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Three days before the competition. Thankfully, the level of panic has subsided. Ganesha's voice gradually recovered as well. Now, their days are preoccupied with packing activities, because two more days, they will go to Malang for a student arts week competition which is attended by all campuses in Indonesia (both domestic and suasta).
“Ra, check again, there are no items you missed?” ask Riana.
“No dong, did just assisted packing the same prospective wife,” replied Muara half mode. Riana hit the man's head playfully with a powerbank in her hand.
“That powerbank what brick the heck is that? How big?” muara protests while rubbing his head.
“Powerbank is dodol, I also do not know, yesterday a prank just buy in the online shop, nyari whose MAH power is great, uh even dapet are great as physical form as well,” replied Riana.
“Hormits anyway play checkout aja, not checked the specifications first..” Muara's tirade.
“Ya maap, her name is also in a hurry.” said Riana while closing her suitcase, then return the powerbank to the main bag that she will carry, so as not to miss.
“Woiii, has not packed it yet, even on dating!” hannum exclaimed from outside the room.
“Alah kon ko gak ae you know..” plucked Riana while opening the door, and greeted with a grin the mangrove-cheeked girl.
“This we pesen ticket by ourselves what is it anyway?” ask Hanum.
“It looks like from the campus. Sek did not ask first,” said Riana. Everybody nods.
“Bestie, they just need funds, this is us who pesen each, because it must match the ID of us, yes complicated if they input data one-on-one to the application...” says Riana.
“Yowes no papa, I'm the same Ganesh mesen himself aja..” timpal Hanum.
“Udah, that will be my job. I also ask vocal group members. BTW, this is not until there is a third world war you know later.” said Muara suddenly.
“Opo-o Mas Ra?” ask Hanum.
“Kan gini, there are two children who come out of membership, when we find a replacement, Laras Sama Andre ngajuin themselves, will they both fail in seriosa son and daughter. Yowes, finally plunge them into our group..”.
“M A M P U S!” exclaim Wisnu and Dian compact.
“La when is there a deal, Ra? How come I'm not being told?” ask Riana.
“When you came to practice but late it was you know.” replied Muara.
“Yes as long as the Baras does not caper to Ganesh I am okay-okay aja..” said Hanum.
“Or Andre is not strange to Mbak Hanum I am also not papa..” timpal Ganesh.
“Well, bother wes kudu to be a peacemaker.” Riana grimaced.
“Eh, I was horrified Celine even joined the monologue, and won, meaning tomorrow also come to Malang?” vishnu said.
“Uwes, ah, kok even do ngusili kancane..” said Dian.
“Tau nih, Mas Ra sih.” Rajuk Hanum's.
“La who is me?” Estuary wonder.
“Yes anyway must be Mas Muara, because the guy is always wrong, weeeeek...” said Hanum again while sticking out his tongue.
“Moooh...” says Muara while pinching Hanum's nose squash.
“If not Mas Ra, Ganesh. If not Ganesh, then Mas Ra. Iki opo not entek ta irku patched?” Hanum grumbled while inching back, asking for protection to Riana who was just laughing.
“Eh uwes-uwes, do not work on each other. Yes what is this, the business of tickets to be done now what is it?” ask Riana.
“Yes, I'm the one coordinating everything. The important thing is that your data is clear..” said Muara.
“Ya already, you set your KTP photo to Muara yes.” said Riana. Everybody nods.
“Only one to japri, do not all put in the group, later my club...” timpal Muara. Everyone back to nod. So be they all split – do other tasks, leaving Muara who is confused because they have to input data for booking train tickets. Fortunately the race is just a deket-deket, in Malang. Well, good luck to bestie, do your best. Hope the best result, aamiin.
(BBC).