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Among the 80 thousand people who joined the audition, there was one of my friends who came all the way from Baso, Agam Regency, West Sumatra to Jakarta to try becoming a superstar, his hidden dream since the Indonesian Idol was held for the first time.
While we were enjoying the meal, two men came, one of them had a height of about 180 cm. Suddenly all people around me stood up, stopped their eating, and immediately shook hands with that man. Apparently we were introduced to Tuanku Rajo Putiah.
This story started when I played on the theater for the final test for 7th semester student at Theater Major at my campus, Institute of the Arts of Indonesia (ISI), Padangpanjang. Alhamdulillah, the program ran smoothly. I played in pairs with Robert, a student of Theater Major class of 2008,…
It is called Tanah Hitam (Dark Land). A sub district at the foot of Tui Hill, a lime hill mined by public as a source of life. A terrifying landslide occurred in 1987. The local community called it ‘Galodo’. There were many victims then, and many stories were kept.