Beautiful That's Me
Campus Entrance Examination
It was a confusing Monday. Because, Bu Sumpah said that this week there is no schedule to study at school. But, the class friends actually want to make their own schedule, study together he said. I honestly feel so lazy going to school. Because a lot of times Sarah and I don't have group friends. Maybe they need a friend who is equally intelligent to exchange ideas. Whereas if you study with me, there they only ride apitam and increase the burden of life. They have to explain many times I understand, after I understand it, I often forget if asked again a few minutes later. So, on that basis I chose to study at home.
Mama told me to take a shower first, but I was lazy. Until in the end, mama brought a broom to the room with bulging eyes. I rushed to get a towel and ran to the bathroom like a mouse chased by a snake. In the bathroom, I was still daydreaming about UTBK for three more days. I'm really scared.
Because of the quiet sound in the bathroom, the mother again shouted to quickly pour water into the body. I turned on the shower and washed all my body.
“Buyin sugar in Bu Nur Can”
Mama gave twenty thousand.
“The rest of the thousand peppercorns are yes!”
I took the money and closed the fence.
I'm not a high school boy any more. Huft, imagining it felt like it was getting me scared of acting. Because I feel like I don't have any skills. I am also weak in academics. Some people are created to be ordinary. But, if this continues, how can I be happy with my mother? If it was a sister, she would have known what to do. He's a smart kid and
ambitious. Not like me. What if I'm just a burden on the family forever? Does anyone want to marry me? With ordinary people, ordinary looks, ordinary abilities, and a life like this?
It's clear that I may not be the main character in this shitty story. I mean, shouldn't a main character have outstanding skills? The rich man's son? Beauitiful? Clever? Mentioned by a lot of guys? While me? Everyday work just fight with mama and buy kitchen spices in Bu Nur.
After buying sugar, I went straight home. With a confused look, I locked myself in the room. I turned off the room lights, only the sleeping lights were on. I deliberately played a sad song to add to the dramatic sensation of my life. However, instead of being dramatic, I was actually sleepy and overslept. Finally, I got up and went out of the room looking at the scene as usual. Candra who carries a trophy, mama who has memorized the achievements of her son, sponge cake on the table, chocolate milk, and I who burden the family. I remember the words of the Goddess. The Goddess was right. I am a sad woman. My heart ached at the thought of it, but it was indeed a true fact. My footsteps finally led me back into the room. I opened my laptop and searched for college entrance exam materials. My hands were shaking, I had never felt as excited as this time.
From that day on, I started trying to be a serious woman studying. I always call Alvi if there's anything I can't do. I also often ask my mentor. I spent hours doing exercises in my room. Mama who never saw me studying this ambitious, seemed very happy with my new habits. He even promised to take me to facial care if I could pass this college entrance exam. I, with the support my mom gave me, was more and more motivated to prove that I wasn't as selfish as they thought I was. That night, I studied late into the night and there was no blood dripping in my exercise book. At that moment, I realized that I had exceeded my limits. I finally rested and continued studying the next day. I studied secretly. Even Sarah doesn't know that I'm doing this. I also tried to understand that my classmates did not want a group with me.
“Let's UTBK ask usher what departs alone Can?”
Mom still has the dining table.
“Home time Ma”
“Why not be with his son Bu Nur?”
“Mager ah”
“Against fight?”
Mom looked at me.
“Ngak, want to be alone anyway.”
I picked up a piece of rice, not caring about my mother's question.
“Kalo in a relationship, fight ya reasonable. What matters is not to break up.” Mama mocked.
“IH WHAT THE HELL MA!!!”
I grunt scooping the food, while mama chuckles at Candra's busy head with her sponge cake.
“Heh!! He said he was leaving at 7? What time is it!!! Wake up!”
I rubbed my eyes. I can faintly see a 40-year-old woman in front of me. I
grunting quietly.
“Oh, don't want UTBK?”
I looked at the wall clock. Damnit. Today is the first UTBK. Huh!! Why am I staying up all night!!! Without
I immediately ran to the bathroom. No five minutes, I'm out with my white towel. To be honest I panicked, I only realized that panicking just made me look dizzy. So, I tried to hold myself back from being okay.
In the UTBK room, I held my participant card tightly. The supervisor began to check
my completeness. Good taste, mama helped me get everything ready. I was allowed to enter and sit at number 15. I saw a big computer with a television-sized monitor layer as if looking at me fiercely. I was horrified to make it. Oiya, last night I’a to god so that I am removed from the panic attack that caused me great stomach pain. I'm really done if I get a stomachache. Many times I make sure myself, self love, learn even drowsiness, and join the pulpit. I think that's enough to be an antidote to panic.
The clock is beating harder. I looked around, all the children as if they were holding heavy weights on their shoulders. I gulped and looked at the monitor again. Time also begins. The cold air started to clench at my toes. The cold also attacked both my hands. My head was burning and something like a monster wanted to rebel out of my stomach. I Sighed Long. “Bismillah, nakpapa Can, do not have to be like others. It doesn't have to be as expected. Just work. For Mama.”
The cold air still gnawed at my toes, but at least the monsters in my stomach started to soften. My head is also a little light. I smiled and started reading about it on the monitor. Answering them one by one with the ability I can. For some reason, during the course of doing the matter, I kept thinking about Mama. Until I finally met with basic math. The monsters in my body started to rebel violently again. I held my stomach while grimacing in pain. But I didn't give up trying to do what I could and left what I thought was hard.
An hour has passed, there is still plenty of time for me to repeat the things I did before. I see some numbers are still red, which means I still haven't answered about it. I read about it over and over again, I tried to scribble on the paper. So many scribbles on that sheet, and meet! Theresult -25. I hurriedly looked at the monitor and there was no number - 25 in the choice of the answer. I scrunched my forehead, how could I? I miscalculated which one, anyway?
I repeat, this time I was very careful to count it. My head started to hurt but I was still curious about the answer. I was so absorbed in one of those numbers that I forgot that time was up. I stopped my scribbles, then let out a long sigh. Intentionally I brought a drinking tumbler, a few sips of water saved me this time. Yep, time is up.
Not yet finished there, there is another test. This time it was about Soshum. I'm getting ready to do it again.
“Sst, relax mbak. Tense very.”
I looked to the left side. The man with the crib hair was grinning at me. I smiled back. Reluctant to respond too much.
The second session has started, I immediately opened the matter. I read them one by one, I answer them if I can. If I can't, I choose to follow my heart. Well, who knows
god pity me. Time ended, and I walked out of the room. This time, I'm UTBK at a college near home. This campus is one of the favorite campuses in Indonesia. Want to actually be able to go to college here, let's be close to mom. I have a lot of friends, and I don't want to.
I passed to the parking lot, immediately I ordered a bulge and went home. Daylight
that's so hot. I forgot to use sunscreen, so there was something else
roast the meat on my face, aka puanas bangettt!!!
“Hot really Sir, can be more flat not?”
“Yeah mbak, the helmet glass can be closed.”
Oh yes also yes, why bego so much to not think about.
