Since the chairman and her deputy are already very busy with their duties, and only three days left day to night we became overwhelmed, because I have a lot of work to take home to finish!
Long story short,
I was tidying up all my financial records and all shopping receipts in the property room. These are financial statements that must be submitted to the chairman of the committee immediately as a pre-d-day budget report.
Incidentally, arga had just finished training, he came over and sat right next to me.
"Hy Arga, you just happened to come! Can I leave all this to you? I need to use the restroom!" I said.
"All right, let's go!" he said casually.
I can't stand to pee anymore just ran immediately. I left a notepad and a messed-up book with him.
Once in the closet, there were many waiting in line! Well, that's only natural because there's a lot of people training together.
In about ten minutes, I was back in the property room to continue my work there's very little left. But what do I have there?
The room that was once trashed with the rest of the stage property, and another device along with my notebook now all of a sudden it's just dust!
Without much thought, I looked for Arga right away to ask for the paper and the notebook I had left with him!
As I passed the cafeteria, I caught him. He's hanging out with him band buddies in there. Without hesitation I went over to question him :
"Arga, where's the book and paper's I left with you?" I asked slowly because I was still afraid to see his cold face.
"I left it there, because Yoga called me out of the blue, so I left it all there!" His reply was rather casual as he pointed out the Yoga of his fellow band.
"You left it there? You mean where is Arga?!" I asked again with fear.
"In the room before Dara, in the property room, indeed where did you do your job last?!" He answered again, and now he's adding emphasis.
Nyeees!... Suddenly there was a suspicion in my heart.
"Please don't joke with me now Arga, where is the paper receipt?!" Again I began to exhort him, while I spread out my palms.
"I'm not kidding Dara, you better take a look over there!" Pointing his hand at the property room, he explained it stronger because he felt right.
"Arga, don't be ridiculous, I'm so tired today! I was just there, and now there's nothing in the room!" I said explain with a frantic stare and lips that began to tremble with fear.
His expression changed as one confused and irritated, maybe because he didn't believe what I just said. Quickly he got out of his seat then pull my hand, he led me to the property room without a word from his lips.
Once there, all we saw was Uncle Agus the janitor, he's sweeping that the room. Soon Arga unclasped his hand from mine, then he approached and immediately asked uncle Agus.
"Uncle, where has everything been moved?" asked Arga politely.
"I don't know, but it's possible that all the stuff in here has been brought into the back storage by the dancers. Because they said that this room was about to set up a rest area, I was only told to clean up at the moment "explains uncle Agus.
"I see, well, thank you, Sir!" said Arga
Without any further questions Arga immediately headed to the rear barn with a very fast footsteps leaving me, then I followed him from behind.
After we got to the shed out back, Arga and I split up immediately to find my receipt anda notebook in a fairly large room and also a lot of stuff in there.
It's been almost half an hour since we to seek, but didn't find even a only one sheet. Because of the panic, we were silent to each other, not talking to each other at all.
Shortly thereafter uncle Agus came with his cleaning equipment for safekeeping in this room, then he approached us.
"Haven't found? What are you looking for?" he asked.
"Find a thin book and paper a receipt, did uncle have seen it all?" Arga answered and asked again with breathless breath.
"Paper? What papers were those scattered in the property room?" agus asked again to be sure.
"Yes yes right, uncle have seen? Where is the book now?" asked Arga enthusiastically.
I'm the who's very tired, only listening to their conversation while standing next to Arga.
"Earlier uncle had asked the person who was carrying propt, but none of them know what paper it is. Because uncle thought it was useless, so I mixed it up with other trash and throw it in the back of the school!" He answered nervously.
Hearing uncle agus's confession, impulsively arga tapped his own forehead.
"Well uncle, I'm going to look for it again!" He said as he ran away from us. For a moment I saw uncle Agus's face, he seemed to feel guilty. Actually I felt bad for him, because arga done run walked out on us.
"I'm sorry, miss, I didn't know it was important, and the papers bill that....." He spoke out with fear and then I cut him off.
"It's ok uncle, I know you did it by accident!" I said. With a little smile I went to follow Arga by just walking, because my legs can't run anymore.
Arriving at the garbage yard behind the school, from a distance I saw arga standing. He silent under the blistering heat afternoon sun, because exhausted I approached him with slow steps.
And do not know why, the closer I get to him, my feelings are getting worse.
I don't know what's going on, I've seen him only his head down. Out of curiosity, I followed his gaze. He looked down but there was nothing under his feet, then suddenly he asked:
"How do get those papers bills back again?"