NAME : LALU MAULANA ZAINUL MUTTAQIN

NIM : E1D020124

CLASS : 5TP 4

STEP IV : The Real Writing the Short Story

BURNING DESIRE

In 2019, at that time I was in grade 2 of high school, my school was holding a final semester
exam. Each student focused on working on question after question, so did I. Every time the
final semester exam was held, my school decided to deactivate all activities during the exam.
However, only one activity continued, namely basketball activities. The basketball members
decided to keep practicing because after the exam ended we would follow the tournament
held by SMAN 1 AIKMEL. The tournament lasted for 7 days, starting 2 days after the exam
ended. My school registered 2 teams at that time, one is the core team and the other is the
junior team. I am as the part of this team, where the core team players focus on winning the
title. Meanwhile, the junior team is filled with players who have just started playing
basketball and are looking for experience.

We train every day, starting with a warm-up and continuing with individual skills training.
Our coach named Razak gave us the instructions to play full field 5 vs 5.

"Get together, now we try to play 5 vs 5, we practice team cohesiveness" said the coach

"Okay coach" we answered excitedly

"Indra, Mulqi, Tohir, Khairi, Anwar ... you are in team 1 while Yudi, Arman, Apiz, Agil,
Ali ... you are in team 2" continued the coach dividing the players.

I was placed in team 1 while Ali was in team 2, the coach knew we couldn't be united
because of the similarity in playing positions. The game started with the ball being controlled
by team 1, we played set offense and pick and roll. Meanwhile, team 2 played, zone defense.
The coach told us to open the defense of team 2 using a set offense, but the defense of team 2
was so strong that it was difficult to open their defense. In this situation the coach told us to
play drive and pick and roll, here is my job to pick against opponents guarding Mulqi, so that
Mulqi easily drives in and puts the ball into the ring.

After team 1 got a point, the ball is now controlled by team 2 who will do the offense, the
coach tells team 2 to play a shuffle offense, while team 1 is told to play man to man defense.
Defense where every player from team 2 will be followed wherever he goes. Finally the
playmaker of team 2 decided to do a pick and roll strategy in order to get points. Arman gave
Ali a code to pick, but Ali chose to post play in the area the post while asking for the ball and
focusing on scoring points. However, Arman didn't give a pass and chose to make a shot
where Arman's shot was far from the ring, it made Ali angry and disappointed.

"Why did you choose to shoot rather than pass it to me" said Ali who scolded Arman

"Your position is not good, and if I give you a pass, the ball could be cut or taken by team 1,"
said Arman defending himself.

The situation heated up and made Ali more angry than before, almost a fight broke out
between them. However, the situation subsided after the coach decided to stop the game. The
day's practice ended with a messy chemistry.

After a few days, the final school exams have been completed and the tournament will start
tomorrow. Each school representative is asked to come to SMAN 1 AIKMEL to attend the
technical meeting. After the technical meeting is over, team 1 gets a chart on the left and
team 2 gets a chart on the right The left and right charts are filled in by the leading schools,
we don't know where their core team is, all of that will be determined tomorrow when the
opening match between SMAN 2 SELONG and SMAN 3 SELONG competes. At that time,
we held a meeting and decided which chart will be taken by team 1 and team 2, the coach
chooses team 1 on the left and team 2 on the right, all of which are selected based on input
from all members.

The day we competed arrived, we gathered at school and went together to SMAN 1
AIKMEL. When we got there we were directed by the committee to our room, there we
warmed up our wrists so we wouldn't get injured. We were called by the committee to
immediately go to the field. The coach also encouraged us not to be nervous.

"Let's get excited" said the coach

"Let's high five first" I said

“MAMIN BASKETBALL…..!!!” Apiz shouted excitedly

“GO FIGHT, GO DEFENSE…!!!” we shout confidently

The match began with the referee's whistle, at the beginning of the game we played quite
well. Our Quarter 1 and Quarter 2 points were not much different from the opponent, disaster
occurred when Ali and Arman played as a team. Their chemistry was still destroyed and
made the team atmosphere become untidy.

The game continues, in Quarter 3 we rotated a lot of players. That's because our stamina was
exhausted and we prepared Quarter 4 as the last fight. In Quarter 4 we had a 1 point
difference with the opponent, until the end of the match the score did not change with our
advantage. Ali committed a fatal foul which earned the opposing team a free throw prize. I
scolded Ali for his carelessness…

"What are you doing?" I said scolding him

"I tried to snatch the ball from his hand" replied Ali

"During the break, I told you to just imagine, don't make any moves that will be fatal...you
see now they get 2 free throws" I said with an emotional tone

"Why are you blaming me anyway, it's also your fault why don't you return to your position
quickly" said Ali while laughing

"What did you say..?" I answered while strangling Ali's neck

Apiz separated us and the referee blew the final whistle..

We had such a big fight on the pitch that everyone in the audience looked at us and talked
about us. At that moment the coach called us…

“What do you think you are doing? You think this game is just an individual game? A game
to play alone?” the coach said scolding us...

"No coach" I replied

"Then why are you blaming each other? if something goes wrong or you lose, it's not the
individual's fault but the team's…from tomorrow I will remove the two of you from the team,
I will not enter you in every tournament until you realize….!!” The coach said leaving
I came home with mixed feelings.

"We couldn't win the game, we couldn't move on to the next stage, what did we lack? We
train every day, train very hard. But the result is the same!! We lost because of the mistakes
and carelessness of only one person!! I said while crying in the corner of the room...

A few days after that incident, the end of semester break arrived. I didn't do much, I, I just
stayed quiet and played games at home. I couldn't follow the training because I was kicked
out of the team. Until finally my friend named Rizal called and invited me playing basketball
at SMKN 1 SAKRA. I also agreed and immediately got ready.

When I got there, I saw a team full of chemistry, full of confidence, a team that had a good
atmosphere. I was enthusiastic to train with them. Rizal also introduced me to the players and
coaches at the club. The coach at the club named Angga, he is the head coach of the club and
is highly respected.

"priiiiitttt" the coach blew the whistle signaling the start of practice

I also started training with them during the holidays, I was often invited to practice matches
to Keruak, Mataram, and Selong against great teams.

2 weeks have passed, it's time for me to go back to school and participate in activities as
usual. After school, I saw my friends practicing for the next tournament. Meanwhile, Ali and
I could only watch them practice. I was frustrated because I couldn't participate in the
tournament.

At school I received news from Apiz that I was called by coach Razak and allowed to take
part in training again because there was a tournament. I was very happy and excited, but
during practice I was separated from other friends and I practiced alone with ali.i also have to
build chemistry with Ali so that our relationship starts to improve….

"Hey, how was your vacation" I said awkwardly

"Just stay in my room and play games, are you alone?" the answer

"It turns out we're the same hahaha" I said trying to lighten the mood

We both train hard and seriously in order to get satisfactory results. However, during training
I suffered a wrist injury which forced me to rest for 3 weeks.
"Why does it have to be injured now, why?? I said while hitting the wall of the house

I feel like a failure, I feel like I have no chance. I can't get up, I'm desperate. Everything I've
done has been in vain, there's nothing I can hope for at that time. I was scolded by my
parents, I wasn't allowed to playing basketball again, I was told to focus on studying because
soon the final school exams will start soon.

3 weeks have passed and I've recovered from my injury, I'm back training at school. I've been
training hard, I've pushed myself to the limit, I've been practicing and practicing, I can't keep
complaining and seeing my friends have gone far away, I have to chase after them. My
parents won't let me practice, but I lied and excused myself from going to work. I was
determined to prove to them that I wasn't a child who couldn't do anything.

My last tournament in high school came, me and Ali have made up and now we have the
same goal, which is to win this tournament and become number one. We train very hard,
build chemistry and teamwork especially myself, I train very hard, I don't want to be
underestimated and I will prove to them that I am not just a player with high capital.

The day we competed arrived, we managed to get through and beat one opponent school after
another until in the end we made it to the final. In the final we will fight a school with a
myriad of achievements, namely SMAN 1 SELONG. This is not easy for us and we think that
we are impossible, can win but our coach always cheers and supports us…

"Don't lose before fighting, let's prove tomorrow that we are kings without a crown" said our
coach

The day of the final party arrived, the atmosphere in the stands was very crowded and full.
This was an atmosphere I had never seen, the sound of drums, cheers and cheers from the
crowd that made the field look alive, it was amazing. I was nervous and scared, I've never
been before competing with that much crowd, it makes me frustrated and afraid to make
mistakes.

"priiitttt ....." the match finally started

The amazing match of the Final party began, we started by playing set offense and shuffle
offense. In Quarter 1 my team and I had a very difficult time against teams with high speed
players and did press breaks from the first minute, it really messed up our game and made our
energy run out quickly .we tried various strategies in Quarter 2 and Quarter 3, but we still
couldn't outperform them and only stuck to a thin score. Our score was only 2 points adrift,
but that made the pressure increase and made the tempo of the game run so fast. Before
Quarter 4 started, the coach members told us to play post play and also drive, we were
crushed to death to win this match, because this is the last quarter to determine who will be
the champion.

Quarter 4 started, I was the target man and I had to fight to add points, I couldn't lose here.
However, my ankle injury recurred, and I had to be treated on the sidelines. I ordered the
medical team to bandage my ankle and I. I will force myself to play again. I moan in pain on
the field, I can't run fast, I can't jump high, I can only be in pain and just pick and roll. When
the score is 41-42 with our team losing, the count started back..

“10,9,8,7….” The committee said counting..

There Mulqi made a 3-point shot and the ball bounced right at me, my feet were numb and
couldn't move, I was heavily guarded by 2 opposing players. I took the ball and immediately
forced my feet to jump and enter the ball. The whistle sounded, the ball went into the ring and
we came out as champions with a final score of 43 – 42 for our win.

The legs that were no longer strong enough to withstand the load finally fell, I had to be
helped by Mulqi and Ali to walk. After the final party was over and we managed to become
champions, the committee also called my name as MVP in the match. I had mixed feelings, I
couldn't expressed my feelings and couldn't help but cry to receive the award from the
committee. We also celebrated the victory by eating a meal.

I came home with a gift of cash and I gave half to my parents. My parents also apologized for
belittling me and always forbidding me to go to play basketball. Since then, I have become a
professional athlete and have defended East Lombok and NTB at the national and provincial
levels.

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 Indonesian Version:

HASRAT MENDALAM

Dulu waktu aku masih kelas 2 SMA,sekolahku sedang mengadakan ujian akhir
semester.setiap siswa fokus mengerjakan soal demi soal,begitu pula dengan diriku.setiap
ujian akhir semester di adakan,sekolahku memutuskan untuk non aktifkan seluruh kegiatan
selama ujian berlangsung.akan tetapi,hanya satu kegiatan yang tetap berjalan yaitu kegiatan
basket.para anggota basket memutuskan untuk tetap latihan karena setelah ujian berakhir
kami akan mengikuti tournament yang di adakan oleh SMAN 1 AKMEL.turnamen itu
berlangsung selama 7 hari,di mulai 2 hari setelah ujian berakhir.sekolahku mendaftarkan 2
tim,satunya tim inti dan satunya lagi tim junior.aku tergabung dalam tim ini,yang di mana
pemain tim inti ini memfokuskan untuk meraih gelar juara.sedangkan,tim junior ini di isi oleh
pemain yang baru mulai bermain basket dan mencari pengalaman.

Kami berlatih setiap hari,di mulai dengan pemasanan dan di lanjutkan dengan melatih skill
individu.pelatih kami yang bernama razak memberikan instruksi untuk bermain full lapangan
5 vs 5.

“kumpul,sekarang kita coba main 5 vs 5,kita latih kekompakan tim” kata pelatih

“ oke coach “ jawab kami dengan penuh semangat

“ indra,mulqi,tohir,khairi,anwar…kalian di tim 1 sedangkan yudi,arman,apiz,agil,ali…kalian

di tim 2”sambung pelatih membagi pemain

Aku di tempatkan di tim 1 sedangkan Ali di tim 2,pelatih tau kami tidak bisa di satukan
karena kesamaan posisi dalam bermain.permainan pun di mulai dengan bola di kuasai oleh
tim 1,kami bermain set offense dan pick and roll.sedangkan tim 2 bermain zone
defense.pelatih menyuruh kami untuk membuka defense tim 2 menggunakan set offense,akan
tetapi defense dari tim 2 sangat kuat sehingga sulit untuk membuka defense mereka.di situasi
ini pelatih menyuruh kami memainkan drive dan pick and roll,di sini adalah tugasku untuk
melakukan pick terhadap lawan yang menjaga mulqi sehingga mulqi dengan mudah
melakukan drive ke dalam dan memasukkan bola ke dalam ring.

Setelah tim 1 mendapatkan point,bola kini di kuasai oleh tim 2 yang akan melakukan
offense,pelatih menyuruh tim 2 memainkan shuffle offense,sedangkan tim 1 di suruh
memainkan man to man defense.tim 2 kesulitan untuk melakukan drive karena tim 1
melakukan man to man defense yang di mana setiap pemain dari tim 2 akan di ikuti
kemanapun dia pergi.akhirnya playmaker tim 2 memutuskan untuk melakukan strategi pick
and roll agar bisa mendapatkan point.arman member kode kepada Ali untuk melakukan
pick,akan tetapi Ali memilih melakukan post play di area tiang sambil meminta bola dan
fokus untuk mencetak point.akan tetapi arman tidak memberikan operan dan memilih
melakukan tembakan yang dimana tembakan arman jauh dari ring, hal itu membuat Ali
marah dan kecewa.

“kenapa kamu memilih melakukan tembakan dari pada memberikan umpan kepadaku” kata
ali yang memarahi arman

“posisi mu tidak bagus,dan jika aku memberikan operan kepadamu bisa saja bola itu di
potong ataupun di ambil oleh tim 1.”kata arman membela diri

Situasi memanas dan membuat ali semakin marah,hampir terjadi perkelahian di antara
mereka.akan tetapi situasi mereda setelah pelatih memutuskan untuk memberhentikan
permainan.latihan hari itupun di tutup dengan kemistri yang berantakan.

Setelah beberapa hari,ujian akhir sekolah telah selesai dan turnamen akan di mulai
besok.setiap perwakilan sekolah di minta untuk datang ke SMAN 1 AIKMEL untuk
mengikuti technical meeting.setelah technical meeting selesai,tim 1 mendapat bagan sebelah
kiri dan tim 2 mendapatkan bagan sebelah kanan.bagan sebelah kiri dan kanan di isi oleh
sekolah unggulan,kita tidak tau di mana tim inti mereka berada,semua itu akan di tentukan
besok ketika pertandingan pembuka antara SMAN 2 SELONG dan SMAN 3 SELONG
bertanding.pada waktu itu,kami mengadakan rapat dan menentukan bagan mana yang akan di
ambil tim 1 dan tim 2,pelatihpun memilih tim 1 di bagan sebelah kiri dan tim 2 sebelah
kanan,itu semua di pilih atas masukan dari semua anggota.

Hari kami bertanding pun tiba,kami berkumpul di sekolah dan pergi bersama ke SMAN 1
AIKMEL.sesampainya di sana kami di arahkan oleh panitia menuju ruangan kami,di sana
kami melakukan pemanasan pergelangan agar tidak cedera.kami di panggil oleh panitia untuk
segera menuju ke lapangan,pelatihpun memberi semangat agar kami tidak gugup.

“ayokk semangat semangatt” kata pelatih

“ayok kita tos duluu” kataku

“MAMIN BASKETBALL…..!!!” teriak apiz penuh semangat

“GO FIGHT,GO DEFENSE…!!!” teriak kami penuh percaya dirii

Pertandingan pun di mulai dengan di awali peluit dari wasit,di awal permainan kami bermain
terbilang cukup bagus.Q1 dan Q2 point kami tidak jauh berbeda dengan lawan,malapetaka
terjadi ketika Ali dan Arman bermain satu tim.kemsitri mereka masih hancur dan membuat
atmosphere tim menjadi berantakan.

Permainan masih terus berlanjut,di Q3 kami banyak melakukan rotasi pemain.itu karena
stamina kami terkuras habis dan kami mempersiapkan Q4 sebagai pertarungan terakhir.di Q4
point kami dengan lawan selisih 1 point,sampe menjelang berakhirnya pertandingan skor
tidak berubah dengan keunggulan kami.akan tetapi,Ali melakukan pelanggaran fatal yang
membuat tim lawan mendapatkan hadiah free throw.aku memarahi Ali karena
kecerobohannya…

“apa yang kamu lakukan?” kataku memarahinya

“aku mencoba merebut bola dari tangannya” jawab ali

“pada saat jeda tadi,aku kan sudah bilang bayangi saja,jangan membuat pergerakan yang
akan berakibat fatal…kamu lihat sekarang mereka dapat hadiah 2x tembakan free throw”
kataku dengan nada yang emosi

“lah kok kamu menyalahkan aku sih,itu juga kan salah kamu kenapa kamu tidak kembali ke
posisimu dengan cepat” kata Ali sambil tereakk

“apaa katamuu..?” jawabku sambil mencekik leher Ali

Apiz memisahkan kami dan wasit meniup peluit tanda berakhirnya pertandingan..

Kami bertengkar hebat di dalam lapangan sehingga membuat semua orang yang melihat
memandangi dan membicarakan kami.pada saat itu juga pelatih memanggil kami…

“kalian pikir apa yang kalian lakukan? Kalian kira permainan ini hanyalah permainan
individu? Permainan yang bisa di mainkan sendiri ?” kata pelatih memarahi kamii…

“ tidak coach” kataku menjawab

“lalu kenapa kalian saling menyalahkan? jika ada yang salah atau kalian kalah,itu bukan salah
individu melainkan tim…mulai besok kali berdua saya keluarkan dari tim,saya tidak akan
mengikutkan kalian di setiap turnamen sampai kalian sadar….!!” Kata pelatih beranjak pergi
Akupun pulang dengan perasaan yang campur aduk.

“kami tidak bisa memenangkan pertandingan,kami tidak bisa melanjutkan ke tahap

selanjutnya,apa yang kurang dari kamii? Kami berlatih setiap hari,berlatih dengan sangat
keras.namun hasilnya sama saja!!kami kalah karena kesalahan dan kecerobohan 1 orang
saja!!percuma kami berlatih dengan sangat keras,namun hasilnya kami kalah!!” ucapku
sambil menangis di pojokan kamar…

Beberapa hari setelah kejadian itu,libur akhir semester pun tiba.tidak banyak yang aku
lakukan,aku, aku hanya diam dan bermain game di rumah.aku tidak bisa mengikuti latihan
karena aku di keluarkan dari tim.sampai akhirnya temanku yang bernama apiz menelfon dan
mengajakku bermain basket di SMKN 1 SAKRA.akupun menyetujuinya dan langsung siap
siap.

Sesampainya di sana,aku melihat sebuah tim yang penuh kemistri,penuh kepercayaan

diri,sebuah tim yang memiliki atmosphere yang bagus.akupun antusias untuk mengikuti
latihan dengan mereka.apiz juga memperkenalkan ku dengan para pemain dan juga pelatih di
club itu.pelatih di club itu bernama razak,dia head coach di club itu dan sangat di hormati.

“priiiiitttt” pelatih meniup peluit tanda latihan akan di mulaii

Akupun mulai berlatih dengan mereka selama liburan,aku sering di ajak latih tanding ke
keruak,mataram,dan selong melawan tim tim hebat.

2 minggu sudah berlalu,saatnya aku kembali ke sekolah dan mengikuti kegiatan seperti
biasa.sepulang sekolah,aku melihat teman temanku sedang berlatih untuk turnamen sela
jutnya.sedangkan aku dan ali hanya bisa melihat mereka berlatih saja.aku merasa frustasi
karena tidak bisa ikut dalam turnamen.

Di sekolah aku mendapat kabar dari apiz bahwa aku di panggil oleh coach razak dan di
perbolehkan untuk mengikuti latihan kembali karena ada turnamen.aku sangat senang dan
bersemangat,akan tetapi di saat latihan aku di pisahkan dengan teman teman yang lainnya dan
aku latihan hanya berdua dengan ali.akupun harus membangun kemistri dengan ali agar
hubungan kami mulai membaik….

“haii,bagaimana liburanmu” ucapku dengan canggung

“hanya diam di kamar dan bermain game,kamu sendiri?” jawabnya

“ternyata kita sama hahaha” ucapku mencoba mencairkan suasana

Kami berdua pun melakukan latihan dengan keras dan serius agar dapat hasil yang
memuaskan.akan tetapi,saat latihan aku mengalami cedera pergelangan yang membuatku
harus istirahat selama 3 minggu.

“kenapa harus sekarang cederanya,kenapaa?? Ucapku sambil memukul tembok rumah

Aku merasa gagal,aku merasa sudah tidak ada kesempatan.aku tidak bisa bangkit,aku putus
asa.semua yang sudah ku lakukan menjadi sia siaa,tidak ada yang bisa ku harapkan waktu itu.

3 minggu berlalu dan aku sudah pulih dari cedera,aku kembali latihan di sekolah.aku
menjalani latihan dengan keras,aku memaksakan diriku untuk melewati batas
kemampuanku,aku terus berlatih dan berlatih,aku tidak bisa mengeluh terus dan meilhat
teman temanku sudah pergi jauh,aku harus mengejar mereka.

Turnamen terakhirku di SMA pun datang,aku dan ali sudah berbaikan dan sekarang kami
memiliki tujuan yang sama,yaitu memenangkan turnamen ini dan menjadi nomor satu.kami
berlatih sangat keras,membangun kemistri dan kerja sama tim.terutama diriku,aku berlatih
sangat keras,aku tidak mau di remehkan dan akan ku buktikan kepada mereka kalau aku
bukanlah pemain yang bermodal tinggi doang.

Hari kami bertanding pun tiba,kami berhasil melewati dan mengalahkan satu demi satu
sekolah lawan sampai pada akhirnya kami berhasil mencapai final.di final kami akan
melawan sekolah dengan segudang prestasi yaitu SMAN 1 SELONG.ini tidak mudah bagi
kami dan kami menanggap kalau kami tidak mungkin bisa menang.akan tetapi pelatih kami
selalu menyemangati dan mendukung kami…

“jangan kalah sebelum berperang,mari kita buktikan besok kalau kita adalah raja tanpa
mahkota” ucap pelatih kami

Hari final pun tiba,suasana di tribun penonton sangat ramai dan penuh.ini adalah suasana
yang belum pernah aku lihat,suara drum,sorakan dan tereakan penonton yang membuat
lapangan menjadi terlihat hidup,itu sangat menakjubkan.aku merasa gugup dan takut,aku
belum pernah bertanding di tereaki penonton sebanyak itu,itu membuatku frustasi dan takut
membuat kesalahan.panitia menginfokan agar kedua tim memasuki lapangan,pertandingan
final di awali dengan menyanyikan lagu INDONESIA RAYA dan di lanjutkan dengan
pemanasan.
“priiitttt…..” akhirnya pertandingan di mulai

Di Q1 aku dan timku sangat kesulitan melawan tim dengan pemain berkecepatan tinggi dan
melakukan press breaks sejak menit awal,itu sangat mengacaukan permainan kami dan
membuat tenaga kami cepat habis.kami mencoba berbagai macam strategi di Q2 dan
Q3,namun kami tetap tidak bisa mengungguli mereka dan hanya menempel skor tipis
saja.skor kami terpaut 2 point saja,namun itu membuat tekanan semakin bertambah dan
membuat tempo permainan berjalan begitu cepat.sebelum Q4 mulai,pelatih member tau kami
untu bermain post play dan juga drive,kami hancur mati matian untuk memenankan
pertandingan ini,karena ini adalah Quarter terakhir untuk menentukan siapa yang akan
menjadi juara.

Q4 pun di mulai,aku yang menjadi target man harus berjuang untuk menambah poin,aku
tidak bisa kalah di sini.akan tetapi,cedera pergelangan kakiku kambuh,dan aku harus di obati
di pinggir lapangan.aku menyuruh tim medis untuk membalut pergelangan kakiku dan aku
akan memaksakan kembali bermain.aku merintih kesakitan di dalam lapangan,aku tidak bisa
berlari dengan cepat,aku tidak bisa melompat tinggi,aku hanya bisa kesakitan dan melakukan
pick and roll saja.di saat skor sudah 41 – 42 dengan keadaan tim kami kalah,hitungan mundur
pun di mulai..

“ 10,9,8,7….” Ucap panitia menhitung..

Di sana mulqi melakukan tembakan 3 point dan bolanya memantul tepat ke arahku,aku
mengambil bola itu dan langsung memaksakan kakiku untuk loncat dan memasukan
bola.tepat di saat peluit berbunyi,bola itu masuk ke dalam ring dan kami keluar sebagai juara.

Kaki yang sudah tidak kuat lagi menahan beban pun akhirnya tumbang,aku harus di bantu
oleh muqli dan ali untuk berjalan.setelah final party selesai dan kami berhasil menjadi
juara,panitia pun menyebut namaku sebagai mvp pada laga tersebut.perasaanku bercampur
aduk,aku tidak bisa mengungkapkan perasaanku dan hanya bisa menangis menerima
penghargaan dari panitia.kamipun merayakan kemenangan itu dengan makan makan.