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[The sun begins to set over Jakarta, casting a golden hue on the bustling city streets. The sound of distant cheering fades into a muffled echo as the massive rally at GBK Stadium concludes. Supporters are slowly making their way home, some still buzzing with excitement from certain governor's final speech before the election.]
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[PEOPLE screaming]
[WOMAN]
Come on! This way!
[PEOPLE screaming]
[gasps]
[GIRL]
Mommy!
Where did you go?
Please, Mommy!
[gasps]
[PEOPLE chattering]
Sure is nice out today.
The sun began to dip below the horizon as the last echoes of excitement faded from the GBK Stadium. A certain Governor had just wrapped up his final rally before the Pilkada elections, and the energy was still palpable.
His name is Ahok :
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Ahok:"I just wrapped up my massive rally at GBK Stadium, where the cheers of my supporters echoed like a heartbeat. The atmosphere was electric, charged with hope and determination as I addressed thousands. I spoke passionately about progress, transparency, and my vision for Jakarta. But as I delivered my final speech, I couldn't shake off the shadows looming over me—the blasphemy scandal, the criticisms, and the weight of tomorrow's election."
"Now, as the sun begins to set, I find myself alone amidst the remnants of a crowd that once surged with energy. My supporters have gone home, but their voices still ring in my ears. I chose to be here without bodyguards; I wanted to feel the pulse of the city, to stand among the people I serve. But as I look around the emptying stadium, a profound sense of loneliness washes over me. The cheers have faded, and I'm left to contemplate what tomorrow might bring."
Ahok: "It's just me now, standing on this stage. I've fought hard to be where I am, and yet, I can feel the weight of uncertainty pressing down on my shoulders. Tomorrow, as the ballots are cast, will they remember my dedication, my tireless work to improve Jakarta? Or will they allow the darkness of false accusations to overshadow everything I've done?"
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