[Drama] To Be a Star

Haiiii...hari ini adalah hari terakhir di tahun 2014, soalnya besok udah tanggal 1 Januari...

Oya, hari ini aku beres-beres rumah, terus aku nemu skrip drama waktu aku kelas 1 SMA. Aduuuuh....jadi ingat masa-masa SMA dulu...nggak kebayang kalo dulu aku orangnya PD banget, asli nggak tau malu kaya’nya. Tapi masa-masa SMA emang nggak terlupakan apalagi momen-momen bareng sahabat-sahabatku. Rasanya jadi pengen balik ke masa lalu.haha

Oke, balik ke rencana semula...hari ini aku mau nulis skrip drama itu.... This is a drama script from the first group, the title is “To Be a Star”.

Cast:

Mutiah                           as Kajol

Nurpah Sari                   as Stepmother

Ani Rosani                     as Pretty

Siti Jumratul Aulia         as Kharena

M. Resqy                        as Guard & Evil

Azhar Edy W.                 as Syah Rukh Khan

Misnawati                      as Narrator

“TO BE A STAR”

In one kingdom, there lived a beautiful girl. Her name was Kajol. She lived with her stepmother and two stepsisters. Her stepmother’s name was Angelica, and her stepsisters’ name were  Pretty and Kharena. Her father was dead. But, her father gave legacy a magic bottle. Everyday Kajol worked like slave. But, she loved her stepmother and her stepsisters.

One day, someone knocked their house. Tok...Tok...

Guard          : Any body home?

Mother        : Kajol... open the door now!

Kajol            : Yes, mom.

Kajol            : Oh kingdom guard... what’s wrong?

Guard          : I want to tell a message from my King Shah Rukh Khan.

Mother        : Kajol, who’s come in?

Kajol            : Kingdom guard, mom. He brings a message from King Shah Rukh Khan.

Mom Angelica, Pretty and Kharena ran to kingdom guard.

Mother        : Oh kingdom guard. I’m very happy cause you come to my house. Please, go into my house.

Guard           : Thanks. But, I want to tell you about a message from King Shah Rukh Khan here.

Mother        : Please.

Guard          : This is brochure about singing contest to every girl in palace. The requisite are single, at the age of 15-18 y.o, and smart of singing.

Mother        : oh... my daughters will go along in this contest.

Pretty         : Yes, cause besides I’m beautiful, cute, I’m smart of singing too.

Kharena       : Yuup, but in toilet... Ukh, a sweet voice is me.

Mother        : Stop... You all make me shy.

Guard          : He...he...he... no problem. Well, it’s time for me to leave...

Then, Kajol muse alone.

Kajol            : Hmmm... mom... Can I go along the contest?

Kharena       : What?!! No, the stage can be disarray. You know?!!

Pretty         : Yes, you can’t go along, cause you will be shy.

Mother        : Yes, you must help your sisters to prepare to go along the contest to night.

Kajol did everything of her mother and sisters’ order with disappointed. At night, when everybody already went to contest. Kajol muse alone. Then, she caress a magic bottle. Then...

Evil           : Huah... akh... I’m happy cause I can go out from this bottle. Thanks beautiful princess.

Kajol            : Akh... who are you? Oh... I want fainted now.

Evil             : No, don’t be fainted now. Ok... I’m evil spirit from Arabian land. Cause you make me free... So, you can ask 3 requests to me.

Kajol            : Really?

Evil              : Yup...

Kajol         : Ok... 1) I want to use a beautiful gown, 2) Car to go to contest, and 3) Smart of singing.

Evil              : Ok.... Simsalabim Abrakadabra...

Kajol            : wow, this gown is very beautiful and this is...broom? What’s the meaning?

Evil             : He...he... I’m sorry. Now the road is stuck. You can fly using broom, so you won’t come late.

Kajol          : Oh...no problem for me... Lalala... wow, my voice is sweet. Thanks, this is like a dream.

Evil            : But, this dream only until 12p.m. So, you must come back when 12 p.m, cause those will be lost.

          Kajol went with her flying broom to singing contest. There, she registered list and found number of contestant. The King openned the singing contest happily.

King        : Assalamu’alaikum... my populace and all of contestants. Tonight is singing contest to look for my son’s, Hritik Roshan, partner in making a music album. Ok, I open this contest by saying Basmallah...

          After one by one the contestant ascend to stage, so now Kajol will ascend to stage. All eyes saw Kajol cause her beauty and her voice.  

King             : Now, I will tell the winner from this contest. The winner is... Kajol.

Than, Hritik Roshan invited Kajol to chat in garden.

Hritik          : Kajol, you are very beautiful tonight and your voice is very sweet.

Kajol            : Thanks.

Suddenly, clock in garden was ringing.

Kajol            : What is sound?

Hritik          : It’s sound of clock, cause now is 12p.m.

Kajol            : oh...no... I’m sorry. I must go home.

Hritik                   : Wait... your contestant card... You can’t receive your present without this....

But she didn’t hear prince’s scream. She ran to come back home. The next day, a kingdom guard come to Kajol’s house again.

Guard         : Based on the information  we found from many sources, we knew Kajol is the winner of the contest last night.

Mother        : That’s impossible! You are kidding.

Pretty         : Yes, I don’t believe you before I see the evidence.

Kharena       : Me too. You are liar!

Guard          : That’s true. I’m serious. I don’t lie. This is the evidence.

Mom, Sist    : OMG! That’s impossible.

Kajol            : Yes, I’m the winner of singing contest last night.

Mom, Sist    : OH NOOOOOO.....

Then Kajol and Hritik Roshan made music album together and the title was “I’m Falling in Love”. Finally Kajol lived happily....

THE END

Hahaha....ngakak baca nih skrip... apalagi meraninnya. Hmm..dulu aku nyanyi apa ya...kok lupa ya. Haha..mungkin emang lebih baik lupa daripada ingat kelakuanku dulu. :D