Idiotically
gotong royong

because there was a match that he would have between schools then our school did gotong royong and did the school cleaning and I was involved in a competition that had been agreed by the organizing committee because of me who join the pension event (art performance) then paired with Arya who is none other than my arch enemy because I remember from the beginning of my meeting with him is not good and I also refused to be installed right with his but my teacher said this pair is already fitting because our members are fit and there are no additional members because you will already understand and memorize the script that we will perform because I was forced to obey and understand the text that had been shared with me until we trained in front of the coach.

let's get everyone together and show your script,yes, I did not answer at once and it was my turn and Arya handed me a dialogue and somehow I felt trembling and suddenly the text forgot the text that had initially understood and in an instant all forgot just like that.

seeing me being unfocused our coach reprimanded and said please focus on his text and you what you think, forgive me buk I forgot his text I replied nervously.

once at home mom reprimanded just coming home, brother, yes ma answered me because I was afraid I would get angry with my mom and fortunately mama did not get angry because yes I went home before the magrib prayer and mama told me to take a bath and after that breakfast and I went straight away and cleaned myself up I took a shower and arrived* I just thought about the words of Arya and I grumbled at the thought of that I immediately rushed from the room to the dining table.

at the dinner table mama asked how the exercise was sak, ngak papa kok ma went well ma, oh good trus when the penance is done, there is still 1 week for ma training, ma, trus brother has memorized his dialogue, already ma and mama said that brother did his best and all the results were we submit the same god I also smiled hearing the words of the mother