The Maestro's Violin

Yola Viola, a 17 year old village girl who was awarded a musical talent. Of the many musical instruments he has ever played, Yola is more interested in playing the violin. The gentle voice that came out of his violin hypnotized anyone to dissolve it to the end.

That afternoon Yola sat on the porch while waiting for her father to come home.
"Wah tumben once the only child of the father puppet awaited his father's return."
"Father, ih father make Yola surprised." Yola said surprised to find his father came from the back door.
"What's wrong, tumben once you want to welcome the father home?" Asked father surprised.
"Well, I've been playing violin since my mother's death for 10 years."
"then"
"Ih dad fuck, 10 years I play violin and 10 years also I have to borrow it from kak Vani." Said Yola while pouting
"Father knows what you want." Dad walked into the house, not continuing his words.
"Well go in, huh" Yola complained
"If you complain not to give this father to you"
What a surprise Yola found her father coming with the violin. A violin is actually quite old but looks still sturdy and strong.
"It's a violin for you, old enough for the current violin size, but will not a violin produce a sweet, naturally beautiful sound from the hands of the hands and the fingers? Not from the old or young violin is the kid? "Said the father while giving the violin along with the brochure paper.
A small paper with an invitation to enter the violin contest. The contest will be held on Sunday 11 January in the hall of the multipurpose building. And also contains the winner gets 10 million cash as well as the title of violin maestro.
"Win this contest and make your father and mother proud". A sentence that came out of his father's mouth ringing in Yola's head.
"can I?"
"Is my ability enough to compete with those who may take the violin course?" Yola's mind began to calm down.

That afternoon after school Yola started practicing with her new violin.
"I must be able to. I should be able to make my father proud of me, and also hope that tomorrow will see me perform ".
Day after day passed. Finally arrived on the day of the contest. The day that made Yola's mind mixed up. Accompanied by the father went Yola to the venue of the contest. The warm morning sunshine and the accompaniment of bird song making make Yola a little soothing in her heart.
"Father will go to the audience, this is for registration." Said the father while giving money 50 thousand to Yola.
"Dad, I promise I will not let you down. I'll win this contest and make you and your mother proud. "Yola said as she headed for the registration room.
"I want to register mas, this is money." Yola gives 50 thousand to the registration officer.
"Okay deck, number 40 yes." Said the registration officer while giving the number to Yola.
"How many people mas participants?" Asked Yola
"40 people deck." Answer the registration officer
"Duh apes." Yola thought



One by one the contestants began to show off. There is a cast artist performs with luxurious clothing and dangling gold, there are also appearing only appear using T-shirts like Yola. Indeed what is considered in the contest this time is not the clothing but the sound produced by the violin itself.

The sun began to rise and contestant number 39 has appeared.
"The next is contestant number 40, Yola Viola." The host said the contest.
Yola confidently started walking towards the stage, a stage that if Yola succeeded in hypnotizing the jury would be the stage of dreams.
Yola sighed and started playing her old violin. A beautiful tone of nan syahdu began to sound from the violin. The blend of Yola's thumb finger in tone-locking and friction-bow violin made all the spectators present in awe, amazed at the melodious tones coming out of the old violin making them dissolve in Yola violin to the end. After the final note finished Yola played.
"Prok prok prok." The jury's applause continued by the audience made the hall of the multipurpose building noisy.

Yola you play a beautiful tone with an old violin, I had time to think if you can create a beautiful tone nan sayahdu with the violin? And you answer it very beautifully. 10 for you. "Said the jury 1
"I agree, I can not honestly say anything to hear such a perfect tone for me. I love you the perfect value too, 10. "The second juror said
"Well because the two judges have given the perfect value to Yola, meaning the winner of this year's violin contest is Yola Viola." Shouted the contest host.
"Great wuh."
"extraordinary."
"Prok prok prok."
"Thus Yola is entitled to a maestro and money of 10 million."
"Prok prok prok."
Incredible indeed applaus given the audience to Yola. Not even a few who give a standing applaus for Yola.
"It turns out if I'm sure it can definitely be well," said Yola the maestro violin in the heart.