LOSS OF HOPE

The recess bell rang, Inas rushed off to the Brilliant headquarters.

Wall magazine team member auditions are divided into two sessions.

The first session is carried out at the first break, and the second session was held at after school hours.

At that time Inas was ready in front of the Brilliant Headquarters, quite busy checking the data once again.

Inas is known as a perfectionist, so she is very reliable.

"My name is Ubaid, from grade 11," the voice of a male student in a heavy tones stood in front of the Inas table.

"All right, just a moment," answered Inas without looking up, then check the name in the list of names created.

She read carefully. But repeatedly read, she did not find the name.

"Why there is no? Did you return the registration form?," asked Inas then changed to check the pile of registration form data next to it.

Even then she did not look up, keep her head down, staring at the sheets of paper.

"I've checked it three times and your name is still missing," confused Inas, now her lifted her head and was very surprised by the presence of a young man who was standing in front of her.

The young man smiled at Inas's reaction who looked confused and annoyed.

"Astaghfirullaah, i really checked it seriously," Inas protested when she knew that the dimple was standing in front of her.

That's why she didn't find it!.

"Sorry, you look too serious," said Abad with a smile.

Then someone appeared near Inas's table, looking annoyed at Abad.

"So good luck with your duty," said Abad while slowly stepped back.

Someone who stares at Abad is none other than Awan.

And interview activities began, there will be dozens of participants attending the first session. Maida, not registered in that session.

He was registered in the second session. Honestly, Inas is quite curious about her. From the examples of short stories that are included, describes her maturity in processing a story.

Her short story immediately became the topic of conversation for Brilliant seniors earlier that week.

Until it seemed she couldn't wait to see the interview this afternoon.

And that afternoon arrived, the afternoon that Inas had been waiting for.

"You're so busy," said the dimple when he saw Inas getting ready to return in front of Brilliant headquarters.

Inas smiled then confirmed.

"Aren't you there any art drawing today?," asked Inas, seeing Abad carrying a backpack and looked like he was going home.

"Why do you know all the art drawing schedules?," said Abad, who immediately made Inas's cheeks flushed.

So that Inas shook her head quickly.

"Not really, i'm just guessing," answered Inas, obviously she was lying.

Abad who knows it looks smiling.

"Today the coach was unable to come. So the schedule was postponed the day after tomorrow," obviously Abad still has a big smile.

"Oh...," Inas just said oh? It was because she was still thinking about the embarrassing incident just now.

"Okay, keep the spirit alive!. Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam," slowly Inas answered Abad greetings.

And exactly half an hour after school, the second interview session started.

A person who made Inas curious has arrived among the attendees. Maida looks calm and not least bit nervous like the others.

She greets Inas, until Inas replied with a smile too.

Inside the Brilliant headquarters looks Awan, Atika, and two other Brilliant members sat in their respective chairs as interviewers for candidate members of the Wall magazine.

Each participant will get different questions and challenges, everything has been prepared by the Brilliant team manager.

"Maida Almeera Husna," Inas calls out Maida's name.

Then the beautiful girl stood up, stepped confidently to face one of the interviewers.

From where she sat, Inas turns her head. Maida sits in front of Awan's table.

Inas knows with very well that Awan is the one who will make it difficult for anyone who wants to join Brilliant, he did not hesitate to throw difficult questions and challenges.

But if it's true Maida is a talented person, she should be able to get past that barrier without difficulty. Remembering the short story she included with the last registration form.

Inas can remember it clearly, because she read the short story to the end.

The fictional story she tells is not the theme of romance or friendship that writers at her age often use, it's about a complicated psychological problem.

Honestly, Inas has always had a hard time writing themed stories like that.

So far Inas does not like writing complicated stories full of emotion.

She prefers to write stories that are rather light and entertaining.

Several times she tried to write a rather complicated story, and it was not easy.

"Inas, are you daydreaming?," scolds Atika who approached Inas table.

"Sorry," answered Inas immediately realized, and she didn't find any Maida there.

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The results of the interview were announced, and Maida got top marks.

Inas was quite surprised, Maida got top marks with Awan interviewing her? It is a wonderful thing.

Three days after the interview, the selected members officially join the Brilliant team.

Now the Brilliant team continues to focus on the annual wall magazine competition agenda. Last year the Brilliant team managed to set foot in the semifinals.

This year their determination is to win a trophy, they hope is to get third place.

To win second place, especially first place...not pessimistic but the highest target is to win third place first.

"Inas! remind again, the short story follows the theme," said Awan that afternoon.

Ouch, that's what makes Inas dizzy. Until that day she had no idea for the short story.

The next day Inas did a search in the library, she was looking forward to getting ideas from the many readings there.

On that occasion Inas found a void.

While crossing that hallway, for several days she had not heard that warm greeting.

The dimple...these few days Inas never saw him again. But usually really not like that.

"What happened to you, Inas?," asked Alvin, Abad's cousin whose class is next to Abad's class.

Inas immediately shook her head. Even though it was clear every time she crossed the hallway, her steps always slow down with her eyes that are often focus on that class.

Alvin smiled at Inas's reaction, then he moved away from the sight of Inas, without giving further explanation.

Inas didn't ask either, eeeh...she didn't have the guts to ask that far.

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