THE OPPRESSED CUPU
CHAPTER 33. FIRST ROUND.

Nadia continued to search until she found her name in room number two and was at the bottom among the names of other participants.

"I'm in this room. O God

make it all my business, Aamiin," Nadia rubbed her face and stepped in to follow the other participants into the room

that's.

After Nadia was in the room, the other participants stared at her from toe to head.

There are those who smile amusedly, some who immediately laugh out loud while covering their mouths using the palm of their hands.

"Good God, I salute that girl, she's so confident to enter this race. I'm the only one who has dressed up as beautiful as this still feel less confident to win this race, What else is she who only dress up as a style," said one participant on his theme.

"Yes too!, try to see, hair in braids, thick glasses with a face completely without a touch of makeup. Can he beat the others with such a dandy?. Ah...I'm really not sure about all that" replied the other friend.

"You two do not look down on people, the LORD bestows on each one

to the unikan that we do not know, after all, it is impossible not, he was following a race of this magnitude if he did not rely

something on him. Hay ....Why also we take care of others as long as our business is not yet run, let's report to the committee

if we're in this room," invite one of them to both themes.

Now the talent show is starting. Twenty-five contestants each displayed their talents in front of a jury.

There are singing, playing guitar, dancing and many more talents that they show to attract the attention of the jury.

After all the participants have shown their talent in

the jury, now it's Nadia's turn to come forward.

"Include your name, age and activities?" asked a female judge who sat at the far left.

Before answering, Nadia's lips trembled in prayer.

"My name is Nadia, twenty-two years old and my job is to sell cakes through online media with my two colleagues" he replied

Nadia was firm.

"Waow." said the five judges simultaneously.

"Do you have a cake shop?" asked the man who sat at the center of the jury.

"Yes we have, the name of the store" SHOP CAKE NADIA' you can check on our social media. There we sell some kind of cake

dry or wet and accept order ready between. All promos nich ..hi hi ..hi,". Nadia laughs trying to groggy in him.

"So you're the owner of that cake shop. Waw...My mother really likes your cakes, surely you know Melati's mother is not it?, she is one of the fans of your homemade cakes," continued the man who earlier.

"Please express my gratitude to him for appreciating and liking the work of young people like us in the middle

competition is so intense," Nadia slightly lowered her head.

"So curious about the cakes made for you. Keep showing us today what you want!, don't tell me you want to make a cake. If that happens then, I'll soon finish it ha ha.ha," said the woman who sat on the far left and laughed and was followed by another jury and also the participants in the room.

"I want to make a simple cake and hopefully you all like it" Nadia replied.

"Then I will be impatient again, then,".

Without answering Nadia immediately headed to a table, where on top there is already a cooking utensil. First Nadia poured some basic ingredients

into the pan such as flour, sugar, chocolate, milk, and then put water into the pan

those.

"You see, no, the person you were looking at one eye, it turns out he has a talent that not all girls of our age can have, so do not occasionally see people from

just the skin,".

"Yes, I'm sorry we're khilaf," the second participant who had looked at Nadia when she had just entered the room.

It did not take long, now the cakes made by Nadi are mostly finished.

The aroma in the team - not from the cakes - made the people in the room breathe

go deep to enjoy the smell.

"Mom should really like the cake made. From the aroma alone has proven that the cake made by the girl is very tasty,".

After finishing plating the cake on the plate, Nadia then went forward and put the plate on the table in front

the jury.

Looks a plate of colorful wet cake with a very beautiful decoration located on the table.

"Please taste," said Nadia slightly backwards and lowered her head.

One by one the jury went ahead and

enjoy the cake made by Nadia. From the faces of the judges it can be read if they like cakes made by Nadia.

The judges returned to their seats after finishing tasting Nadia's cake.

"Alright, because each of you has displayed your best talent, we as a jury will discuss to determine which three of you will go to the next round while

the others have to stop here" said one of the five judges.

All of the Sardonic participants fell silent with tension enveloping their hearts.

The atmosphere in the room was instantly silent as the judges began discussing to determine their next fate.

continue or must stop here. There were about twenty minutes of the judges discussing until they finally returned

their respective positions.

"After we as a jury had a fairly long discussion then the five of us

also agreed to choose three of you who we think deserve to advance to the next round. Congratulations to Numbers 17, 20 and 25

you can still continue another set sorry your steps must stop until

here" said the representative of the five jurors.

Immediately applause was heard filling the room after the jury read out who three of them were

get to the next round.

One by one the participants came out and left the room.

Seeing Nadia who was stepping limp and lackluster out of the room, Tania, Goddess and Diana immediately stepped closer to him.

"It's okay Madam, every race must be won there are also losers, depending on our respective rezeky,"

Tania stroked Nadia's shoulder.

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