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2.Post an entry on this contest
3. Copy the above banner + at the sidebar
4. Create a short story (anything)

With that, enjoy my drama...hihiks
***created with so much ideas from Yana, Fiqah & Tun too.


Mama – Kartina Aziz

Along – Catriona Ross

Angah – Lisa Surihani

Atien - Penganjur contest

Narrator - Dato' Jaluddin Hassan
 Tok Penghulu’s Wife – Azean Irdawaty

(sad song)

A month before Syawal, Mama and her youngest daughter, Atien are chatting in a living room.

(sad song)

Mama : Atien, time run very fast right? (Coughing) We just left one month before

Atien : Yes, Mama. I miss the moment when Abah was here with us. He was usually
busy making lemang and dodol on the day before Hari Raya, right Mama?

Mama : Yeah….(gigling) matter what, he is still right here with us, looking down at
us from there and hoping that our family will stay happy like usual.

Atien : Hurm…(sigh)…. As happy as usual huh?

Suddenly, Along and Angah come into the living room. (Loud bang of the door)

Along : Ma! What is this? I’ve heard that you are going to sell the land away.…no! It is supposed to be mine!

Angah : Excuse me….hello! It is going to be mine okay! You have already got this
house. So, I am taking the land! It is mine!

Along : Wait! I am the eldest! Please show your respect!

Angah : Go to hell with your respect!

Atien : Along! Angah! Can’t you please calm down? Mama is still here with us. Shame
on both of you! There is no such will at all! I am sure that Mama have not written
or stated anything about this? Right ma???

Angah : Huh, whatever! But, it is possible to say that the land is already given to you.
Am I talking the right thing, Atien?

Mama : Oh, My Lord! Along…Angah…stop it! How could….you behave like this! Is
this how you repay me as your own mother?

Along : Oh, come on Mama…. Stop acting like this! I know that you will give more
privilege to Atien. Are you thinking the same way, Angah?

Angah : Of course……

Atien : Along! Angah! You are too much!

Angah : Huh! I am fed up with all of this. (Angah walks away)

Along : Me too! I wish I wasn't born in this family!

Atien : Along!

Along walks away and closes the door…..(Loud bang of the door)….

Atien : How could them……..(crying and sobbing)

Mama : Oh, God! (She fells down on the floor-impact body heavy)

Atien : Mama! What’s wrong with you? Wake up Mama! Say something ma! Mama!
Help me! Anyone ? Please!? Somebody,help me! Help! (Crying)
(sad song - Lagu Aishah, Pulanglah...hihiks)

A day before Hari Raya.

Atien : Mama, Mama…. I have cooked some special chicken porridge for
you. Let’s have some, okay? Tomorrow is Hari Raya. You need strength to
celebrate Raya. We can go the mosque and perform Raya prayer together. You
have been laying down on bed for a month. I am worry about you.

Mama : Hurm….Raya. What’s the point of celebrating Raya to me right now Atien …
There is no happiness in our family and no point for us to celebrate Raya this

Atien : Ma……please! Don’t say such thing to me. No matter what you still have me.

Mama : Atien, I am so sorry my dear. I can’t give any happiness to you since Abah
passed away.

Atien : Mama,don’t say that Mama! Don’t Mama! I am happy to have you as my
mother. I’ll be alone if you leave me.

Mama : Thank you, sayang. (Coughing) Hopefully, before I close my eyes…….
I can see all of us reunite and be happy as usual.

Atien : Mama….shhhhhh (hiss sound)… Don’t talk anymore. Now, have a proper
sleep. Get rest and wake up peacefully tomorrow, okay?

Mama : Atien my dear…. If I am not longer alive, do take care of yourself (coughing). I
love you so much.

Atien : I love you too, Mama. Good night.
(The call of Takbir Raya - Lagu sedih "Bila tiba Hari raya...semua insan bergembira..tetapi bagiku...hanyalah kesedihan..yang menyelubungi hidup"....lalala)

Next morning….

Atien : (twisting the door knob) Assalamualaikum Mama! Wake up Mama…. Today
is Raya. I have cooked many delicious meals for you. I’m sure you will like it.

Mama : Atien…………

Atien : Oh,my God! What is happening?(clicking the switch of lamp)

Mama : Atien……..where are both your sisters? (coughing)

Atien : (crying) Mama…..Please…..they are not here.

Door knob is twisted.

Along : (calling) Mama! We are here!

Angah : We are so sorry! (sobbing) We are home, Mama!

Mama : (coughing) I am glad that you are all here right now…(coughing). Alhamdulillah…..

Along : Mama…sorry, Mama! I didn’t mean to be rude to you. Please forgive me…..

Angah : Me too, Mama.

Atien : Along…Angah… I am grateful that both of you are here.

Mama : Oh my dear….(coughing) I don’t think that I am able to see more of you all
shortly. I really hope that three of you can spend more time together.

Along : Mama….please don’t say that Ma..

Angah : Mama…….(sobbing) We still need you!

Mama : I have written my will and left it to Tok Penghulu’ wife. Please stop fighting
my dear daughters…..

Atien : (sobbing) Mama…please Mama. I really need you….always.

Mama : Atien, thank you for always standing by my side…(coughing)

Atien : Mama!!! There is nothing can compare to what you have done to us. You have
given your heart and soul.

Mama : Along…Angah…

Along and Angah: Yes,mama…

Mama : Remember this! No matter what has happened, we are still
in a family.

Daughters: (crying)

Mama : I love you…..Allah……..

Daughters: Mama!!!!!!!!!!!
(sad song)

Tok Penghulu’s Wife: My dear Along, Angah and Atien. I hope after your mother’s death the three of you can cope with your life normally and happily. If you have any problem come and see me anytime okay. What have written here is from your mother directly. She wrote that the house will belong to three of you and the land will be a gift to our village. And I have decided that with this land we can build a new mosque. Before I forget she has left a letter for all of you here.
(sad song - Lagu hindustan, Mohabbatien...hehehe)

( Mama’s Voice)
My dear Along, Angah and Atien. I know when three of you are reading this letter, I am not around anymore. I hope that all of you are will okay and agree with my decision. As a mother since you were born until now I hope that all of you happy with what your late father and I have given and after this I hope all of you remember that we are family. To my youngest daughter, Atien, thank you for everything and may Allah pay all your kindness. and patience To Along and Angah, don’t you ever think that I don’t love you. You are the diamonds that I treasure the most.
Lastly, I love you so much and I will never stop loving you.
******The End******

Was it boring???!! Hehehe.... If you want to use my drama script for your class performance, theater, assignments or video projects....I don't mind. But do leave messages so I know that you are using my writing properties... =)
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  1. Very sad.. T_T tp nape harus lagu Mohabbatein? Dah rasa nk berjoget plak. haha

    Nice story.. Nieni sgt kreatif. Blh tls skrip utk drama tv ni. ^_^

  2. tq hana...hihiks. Ni format radio drama sebenarnya...hihiks. Teater pon bleh juga.

  3. thankz join..
    sedih cerita die...
    yang paling penting atien pown ade dalam skrip... hehe =)
    good luck...

  4. ala sedih :(
    tapi kreatif la ninie!
    gud luck tau ;)

    cik ana.

  5. kreatif la ninie:)hehe

    good luck tau..

    sedih yath baca:)hihi..smabil membayangkan pelakon2 tuh berlakon..hihi

  6. sad story .... tp memang menarik ! gud luck kak ninie !