This is the final part of Delayota Art #8 series. I joined theatre club in my high scool so I took part of this show. But I'm not in acting, I'm in fragment music. I played gamelan.
The story is about 'BANJIR' made by our extracurricular advisor. It's not someone's name, but it's real 'Banjir' (Flood). Kinda tragedy story. In the village, There was a lady named Nyai Patirasa. She was wealthy. She gave work for two young unemployment guys to do illegal logging, so she built a wood warehouse on the bank. Illegal logging made landslide everywhere. Then disaster came. Flood devastated everything.
Every Sunday, We had a routine exercise. But once it crushed with other schedule like jobdesc in another Lustrum events and other school's competition. I just still can't believe how I can manage 3 events in the same time. I must sacrifice one of them. Then, I decided to leave other school's event. forced to do that.
I served as a security business in this organization (branch of Lustrum). Not hard. But sometimes I helped setting. It was compulsory actually. It doesn't like the show last year that used a lot of cork, This year used a lot of bamboo. The setting include bridge, bank, house, and big trees.
First Rehearsal. it last smoothly. Clear. a bit correction. succeed. But the second Rehearsal, We kinda dropped. The comedy part were not funny, Sad scene were not touching, and the ending were not amazing. Of course we were afraid. But It's a tradition. The first Rehearsal is always better than the second one. and according to the history, The show is always amazing. During evaluation, We got an information that The seat were full-booked. I didn't know I had to be happy or worry. After that, I decided to help making setting and stay over night. But, It was a discourse. I had fun with my friends. We read some funny tweets and had funny conversation. It was very amusing. Remove all depress and anxiety. I took very comfort position in chair then slept. zzzzzz .......
I woke up on 4 a.m. and soon went to school. I remember it was last day of DelArt #8. I was asked to ask a school's permission. Still. 30 person ._. My name on the list, so I can left the class. But not all of the show players allowed to leave school. It was a new policy. "Students that not include on the list are not allowed leave the class" merciless. when I arrived, the auditorium was so damn quiet--- Lack of people. Even our director said "Is there a show tonight?" horrible to hear that. I dropped again.
After school, players came one by one. Where've you been, guys?
And Oh no makeup time!! dodge. dodge. dodge !! I avoid makeup.
After school, players came one by one. Where've you been, guys?
And Oh no makeup time!! dodge. dodge. dodge !! I avoid makeup.
An hour before the show. Cold! Nervous! Afraid ._. I only could pray and gave all to god. Opening orchestra was over. *fragment hands-in*. We entered the room. Gosh! too many audience. Not so long, the curtain was opened. Hell to the yes. The show was incredible! Even I fault many times and unwanted incident happened, still, Pecaaahhhh ! The soundtrack always remind me the whole story of "banjir" and set it to my playlist.
Such an honor to be part of this event. "Bukanya kami tidak mengikuti era, tapi kami mempertahankan budaya" (Not that we do not follow era, but we maintain culture) always be our slogan. And the most regret of my life is : I didn't took a picture even once :(
After the show |
In the newspaper |
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