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Satu

Students must be able to. Can eat on the sidelines of doing assignments, can gossip when lecturers explain lecture materials, can open small notes when UAS or UTS, can present without opening the material, can open the material, and certainly can approach the lecturer so that the value of UAS is not very ugly.

Literature must be synonymous with poetry and prose. Poetry is divided in two, old poetry and new or modern poetry. With prose. There is old prose and modern prose. Another thing I missed was the drama.

In the 6th semester this time, there is a Sanggar Sastra course. Lecturers ordered to stage a play as a group assignment. In one class are divided into five drama groups. The free-themed originals are not adapted from existing fairy tales or novels. Deadline given to prepare the manuscript as well as memorize the script for one month. Before finally held a drama performance in the hall that will be watched by other students.

The commotion occurred as my group devised the theme and concept of the drama that we wanted to carry out. Debate and selfishness are inevitable. Everyone wants to win by themselves. Let's listen to my friends.

"What about marriage life? So later the conflict of the actor is that, "proposed Maria. He is also a native Papuan boy. Her hair is curly and short.

"Lo wants to give up what soap opera?" chirp Aron, the Arab Camel who has a thin brew.

"And it's viral, Ron. Especially in the Lambe Online account there are many videos of actors." Maria tried to fight for her proposal.

"Don't be an actor." Aron rejects the Idea of Mary. Maria looked like she was breathing rough.

"What is independence? Those wars." Wawan also spoke up. This wawan is a Sundanese-betawi descendant.

The original Betawi people in Jakarta have actually started to be marginalized. Now Jakarta is like a small country in Indonesia because it houses people from different regions and provinces.

"What's the deal, Wan?" timpal Bowo, Tegal's real guy.

"Pake a toy gun. If it's a natural weapon, I only have one. The dexterity I'll prove abis married later."

Ambiguous!

Wawan's brain is less spoonful. Anything made pervert.

"Bangke. I circumcised until abis, so you can't have children." Aron shouts Wawan's head hard.

Actually, my group of eight people. Only two were absent. Maybe lazy because of doing tasks on holidays. So myself. The day off should sleep all day without remembering to take a shower.

This was instead asked to the house of Aron who was appointed as the group leader to discuss our drama assignment.

"What if it's called Cinderella Millennial?" Anjani also did not want to lose to give his proposal. Anjani is a type of girl like Chelsea Islan-Slim and sexy girl dreams of every handsome man. One of the prima donna in the class. Will definitely be the main character in the drama later.

If I, don't ask what my role is in the drama later. The owner of hair like Pak Tarno will certainly not be approved if used as the main character. I just resigned, the most important thing is my worth is equivalent to them later.

"Lo's the cinderella and I'm the prince, huh, Jani?"

Well, the Arab Camel immediately shone brightly. Who rejects Anjani's charm. I'm sure, all students, both handsome and standard, are competing to get Anjani's attention. But Anjani tends to be cuey. So if there is an opportunity, do not be missed. Just like the Arab camel did.

"What if the Princess Sleep. There will be a kissing scene. I am the prince who will wake the Sleeping Princess played by Jani with my kissable lips," said Bowo with his ignorant grin.

"Snurvy!" reject Jani. "Na, cake's love. From there on." Anjani who happened to be sitting next to me finally realized also that there was a beautiful and cute creature next to her.

"Gue dizzy with you guys debating," I complained putting on a lazy face while having fun.

"Lo have no idea, Na?" ask Aron.

"Hmmm..." This time I started thinking. Holds your chin while rotating your brain. Perhaps there is a stray idea in my head that is filled with the desire to go home and sleep again.

"There is. We made some kind of musical drama. The theme is romance. I have four characters. Jani, Aron, Bowo and me. Then there will be a couple. Jani and Aron. Romantic guy. Do you know what a romantic guy is for a girl?" I throw questions to those who listen.

"Love flowers?" guess Wawan.

I'm nodding. "Other than that?"

"Singing with the girl, or candle light dinner?"

"That includes." Yes, the average baper girl if her guy has been singing songs that dabble while playing the guitar.

"Keep that abis? How's conflict?" ask Jani.

"Farm the same position as me and Bowo. Well, Bowo likes Jani but doesn't dare to shoot. While secretly I like the same path Aron. Cheating on the term."

Amit-amit. Don't let the plot I made happen in the real world.

"OK I understand. Keep getting caught?" ask Maria.

"Clear dong. Jani was angry, and mutusin Aron. And then Bowo appeared as a savior. Bowo always comforts Jani. Until Jani realized that Bowo was always there for her" I concluded. And then ended with a big smile.

Sometimes proud of yourself who has a booming imagination.

"Well, the concept is a musical drama, otamatis must be singing. So later every time there's a singing problem, there's a romantic backsong ending."

"Clices not really?" Jani's eyes were aiming at me.

"Yes, anyway. A little cliche," I replied sadly. Why ask for my opinion if it is rejected indirectly.

"Yes already. I follow what you guys say. Free also my mouth until foaming," ketusku.

"Where is Siti Nurbaya?" Wawan again gave a proposal. "It's so cool that it's a novel. We can surgery the core of the story for a drama script. How's it?"

"Can not be adapted from the existing novel, Wawan," I replied. Still upset with those who don't accept my proposal.

"Oh, yes." Wawan scratched his head while laughing a little.

You bakwan gosong!

"What if Thugs Retire?"

"Yet the title of the soap opera," said Maria. Which is owned by other members.

"Yes, but I have a different plot. Here and here I snuggle the groove."

Surprisingly, we all docked with curious looks. Aron started to whisper his ideas to us. We take seriously what Aron has to say.

Pretty reasonable.

But be prepared, my role will only be a figure.

"It fits?" asked Aron after the story.

The others returned to their original place.

"Take that one. Enter in the comedy elements so as not to crisp," said Bowo.

All of them understand Bowo, except me who chose to be silent since my idea was rejected.

Please, that hurts a lot.

What if my love is rejected?

"This I wrote the predictions of the characters first." Aron opened his notebook. And then start writing. "Sabrang is the name of his goons. Keep Jamilah that girl Sabrang likes. This is for the main character. Who would want to be Sabrang?"

"Let's go, Ron," replied Bowo.

"Yes, you aja. Your face fits," wawan chirped.

"Seriously you both. Don't want a rival to caress Jani's cheek later." Aron glaring naughty.

"Gue tabok you!" menacam Jani sangar's. Even her face is still beautiful.

"Nana is Ayesha, the third person in Sabrang and Jamilah's relationship."

"Aaaa aisyah I fell in love, papapa on Jamilah." Wawan sang while laughing. "Shouldn't be a retirement thug, but a tick-tock thug, '" he said.

"Yes, Bowo should be the lead" Maria said.

"Diem lu ah!" Aron furious. "So Ayesha and Sabrang were the same. They were betrothed from childhood, but suddenly Aisyah's parents did not agree because of Sabrang's work. But Aisyah's love died with Sabrang, she was heartbroken when she knew Sabrang liked Jamilah."

"I'm the one who got hurt anyway?" I protested.

"It's just a role, Na. Yes, do not let yourself in the real world you experience it," replied Aron.

And I said the word aamiin in my heart. For I remember one of the quotations on the literary sense of Plato. Plato says that; Literature is the result of imitation or a picture of reality (mimesis). A literary work must be a model of the universe and at the same time a model of reality. Therefore, literary value is getting lower and further away from the world of ideas.

A picture of reality?

Terrible reality or a pleasant reality.

I hope the literature in my life is a fun reality. There are no tears. It's okay if my life is not as poetic and romantic as the diction in literature, as long as my life is colored. Because the colored ones are definitely poetic, while the poetic ones are not necessarily colored.

"Yes," I replied. Instead of being pushed far to the tip of Antarctica, mending became a member of a submissive group only.

"OKAY. That's why I'll do the script tonight. Tomorrow I'll be in the group. If there's anything less, you can add up," break up Aron.

"Ready, Ron!" All answer compact.

"You know Anto and Agnes, too" he continued.

"Sip. I'll chat Agnes," said Maria.

"Okay, our discussion closes here first. Tomorrow after college we gather again. For our place tomorrow."

"Ready, Capt."

Aron has a great leadership personality. He is responsible and can protect his members. It is not wrong if the lecturer often trusts him as the leader of the group.

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