Love of the Journalist
13. News Presenter?
...13. News Presenter?...
Kirei
The rain has been pouring down on the earth since this morning. After being trapped on the island of Karimun Jawa for three days he was finally able to sit at his cubicle table.
Had argued about returning home with Aldi the boss who sucks, then had to get news not to wear Mas Budi's child had to go to the Hospital.
“Al, I have to go home now. My son's in the hospital, Al. There's no way I'm still here while my wife and son ...“ Patience is at the peak.
“Iya, I know. But your safety and all of us also remain a priority!” Aldi is no less emotional.
BUGH!
Mas Budi punched the mattress with his hands clenched tightly, his jaw hardened withstanding all the emotions that controlled him. Then get up and come out with wide strides leaving him and Aldi who stands in Budi's room.
“Mas ...” Said lirih. He understood the position of Mas Budi. But also understand the weather conditions are not friendly to them now.
Quickly Aldi's hand lifted in the air, “You, if you also want to follow home?! Go home! Don't blame me for your safety!” Gertak Aldi quickly and vocally high, then rushed to leave him alone.
He scooped his face. Tense at once difficult he explained. His feet stepped towards his room which was right in front of Mas Budi's room. Laying his body on a mattress that has been two nights three days faithfully accompany.
When his brain and heart are in turmoil, thinking about Mas Budi then the intention of Aldi's actions that he realized were good for them. The girl grabbed her phone, evoking her stranded condition status with a beach photo background on whatsapp.
Although many comments responded to his status, but none were answered. He just needs a solution for Mas Budi.
The chaos of his heart and mind finally ushered in to dreamland. I don't know how many minutes even hours he dreamed, hearing the sound of a heli plane circling above him. The more clearly the more sound that deafens his hearing senses.
Then gradually the sound moved away and more subsided in exchange for the sound of knocking on the door that increasingly hunting.
Tok .. tok .
Dug .. dug.
“Kirei ...”
His head was still spinning, heavy and suddenly dizzy.
“Rei!” call him clearer and louder.
Holding his heavy head, he got up and dragged his footsteps towards the door and when the door opened, “Rei, we go home now!” Tandas Mas Budi said with passion.
“Hah?! Home?” Follow with a tone of confusion between such as dreaming and impossible reality, because it is impossible to go home with the weather is still changing.
How can I go home? By what? Inner wonders.
“Iya, home. There is a Ditpolair heli (Directorate of water and air police) polda is doing patrol here. We can ride back to Semarang,” Budi continued with pleasure.
He smiled, and scratched the nape of his neck that did not itch.
“Iya, Mas.”
“Pick we go home now!” tukas Budi then rushed to leave, but a split second Mas Budi stopped and turned around, “I wait in the lobby!”
Either luck is on his side now or what? With the Ditpolair polda heli finally he can go home safely yesterday.
Anak Mas Budi was saved thanks to his blood transfusion for his beloved son in time. Because the blood stock in RS and PMI is empty. And he can continue his work report. His smile was perfect. Looks like this is luck from the fruit of goodness that he planted or ....?
“Hey, smile alone! You are crazy, aren't you? Stranded there for three days," she approached him by sliding her wheelchair next to him.
“You know!” His lips with a twinkle of his eyes countered him.
“Widih .. lo adventure this time seems to need to be immortalized or we just enter the entertainment program. Kan entertaining program!” Salak Anisa with a sneering chuckle.
“Betul, Rei. Soon you must be interviewed with entertainment children to explore during a vacation on the island. Or am I the one who interviewed about the rescue of the stranded journalist?” Oka voiced and approached him standing in front of the cubicle.
“Damn, you guys!” his gerrick.
Finally laughter burst from the mouths of Anisa and Oka, “Ha ha ha ..”
But their laughter instantly subsided as Aldi came in haste.
“Rei, to my room for a minute!” yelled Aldi then rushed back into his room.
“What's up?” Anisa asked with a mouth that moved without making any sound.
He relaxed his shoulders, then both of his hands hung in the air.
He entered Aldi's room without knocking before because the door was already wide open.
Standing right in front of Aldi's desk. The man handed her a file.
“News our presenter in breaking news suddenly could not attend. In an hour we have to go live. Please learn this, while you replace him!” aldi's toilet without stale bases.
WHATS! The pecker is in the heart.
The girl swallowed with great difficulty. Suddenly his throat was closed.
“Take it easy, you still have an hour ahead. You can learn the rundown first,” point Aldi on the file that is already on the table right in front of him.
What the hell! (what the fuck!) An hour? His eyes gasp.
His hands stretched out slowly, but his tongue seemed to be confused to just say, “A-I haven't ..“
“Temple, there is a telepromter that will make it easier for you to bring and read news material. In that section all written rundown of news material. You can learn now!” hatch Aldi straightforwardly without looking at it with the look of the face....
“If you already understand and understand, please come out! Use the best time possible."
What other dream was she last night? He was still shaking by holding the file in his hand.
“Wait for what else?” Ketus Aldi with a flat look at him. For a second, their eyes collided. But he quickly took his eyes off.
Without answering anything, he walked out of the corlip room.
It sucks, it's a shitty creature. Who does he think he is? Good because yesterday was what it wanted. Now play the order by yourself. If he can he wants to buy the man made into his favorite onion sambal. It's in the heart.
Ten minutes he just looked at the news material rundown file, his mind was somehow buana to where? But suddenly there was a hissing that was seeping in his heart. When the father's face flashed.
“Kirei can be like Dad," he murmured.
“Kirei must be diligent in learning. Never give up in the face of trials and trials. I'm sure your son can." Father's message as he faces the sixth grade ascension exam is still kept neatly tucked away in his memory.
Not waiting long, he also began to read and learn the rundown of news material that will air. The first slide on information BMKG extreme weather that hit the north of Java island. Then the second slide of coverage about the death of Kombes Pol Sigit Prabowo as the director of the criminal special police Central Java.
Brow wrinkled.
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Danang
His busyness increasingly whack, since his boss in Ditreskrimsus entered the hospital a few days ago. All the responsibilities of the Director while he holds the control according to the letter of appointment by the police.
And the news of his death today is certainly a sad news for the ranks of Ditreskrimsus and all police staff who know him. Especially for him. He knew Mr. Sigit for a long time, since befriending the father, probably. When he was in school in Akpol as he remembered. Even their closeness intensified when he served as deputy director of a special criminal reserve for the past two years to accompany him.
With a quick movement he told the news to papa and mama. They immediately searched for plane tickets to Semarang to pay their last respects to the deceased.
As a representative of the ranks of the directorate he led while still alive, he gave a word of two words of condolence as well as inform all relatives, friends, and friends, colleagues and people who knew his figure when his body arrived at his residence.
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Kirei
His hands were suddenly cold hot and slightly trembling. His heartbeat rhymed irregularly even though many times he did breathing exercises in order to get a comfortable atmosphere.
Obviously this was his first experience as a news presenter in a studio. Although covering the news as a journalist in the field becomes everyday food. It still made him nervous and trembling.
Wearing a maroon blouse and a black span skirt below the knee. His face was covered as well as his hair that was neatly diblow.
Several times he heard and noticed the instructions of the producer.
“Camera action ..!” exciting cameraman.
“Happy Day Viewers.”
“Back with us in breaking news TVS with me Kirei Fitriya.”
“Recently the Meteorology, Climatology and Geophysics Agency (BMKG) reminded people in a number of regions to be aware of the potential for high waves and coastal flooding or rob,”
“According to the statement of Deputy Meteorologist BMKG Guswanto who said, high waves and coastal flooding are likely to occur in the northern waters of the island of Java from today until the next two days.”
“Wind with high enough speed that blows consistently in the Java sea resulting in wave height can reach 2.5 to 4 meters. Along with the full moon activity also affects the maximum tide conditions. For this reason, the community is encouraged to always be vigilant and alert to anticipate the effects of this coastal flood. Especially in the fishing sector, transportation, salt farmers and land fisheries, as well as loading and unloading ships at the port. Especially for people who live near the waters like Semarang City."
“Next northern area of Java island that needs to be watched out; Brebes Regency, Pekalongan Regency, Semarang City and Demak Regency ..”.
“Cut!”
The first news has got applause from the news producers and crew there, then in the second news.
“Delight for Central Java Regional Police Corps. Has died the best son owned by the Central Java Police Kombes Pol Sigit Prabowo who served as Director of Special Criminal Investigation of the Central Java Police."
“According to the statement of Adjunct Chief Commissioner of Police Danang Barata Jaya as deputy director of the special criminal investigation police related to the news of his death ..”.
“Assalamualaikum warrahmatullahi. By pronouncing innallahi wainnaillaihi roji’un. We have returned to Mercyullah, brother, friend, colleague, our superior Mr. Kombes Pol Sigit Prabowo on this day, Friday at 10 am at the Hospital. Siloam. May the deceased husnul khotimah be received by the Lord Almighty. And the families left behind are given the greatest fortitude and sincerity. We Central Java police corps especially Ditreskrimsus feel the loss and grief as deep as possible. For information the deceased will be buried at TPU Karangjati, Tembalang at five in the afternoon. Thanks for your attention. Wassalamualaikum warrahmatullahi wabarakatuh”
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Note :
News presenter is the person in charge of presenting a news, but he is not involved in the process of reporting and determining a news. While the news anchor is the person in charge of presenting the news but in the event he improvises by providing comments, sometimes he also live interviews, and also formulates script scripts.
A teleprompter is a reading aid especially someone who wants to speak in public.
Source: wikipedia.
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