Beautiful That's Me
Exam Announcement
Of course this is the most awaited day by all 12th graders in Indonesia. It's an announcement
SBMPTN, of course. From dawn, Mama asked about the announcement. I yawned great, thinking about this announcement, I couldn't sleep last night. In addition to berdo’a vigorously, I often help mother and minimize Candra disruptions. I did this so that they would be pleased with me, and pray for me too.
I went into the room with a glass of milk. He stroked my fluffy curls. He smiled and told me to take a shower. I whine to delay the bath, still lazy it feels to step from the bed. Mama is not angry, I mean usually mama immediately nagging, but this is not. With all the strength I had, after gulping down the milk I immediately took the white towel and opened it
chamber door. There, Candra had eaten a piece of bread mixed with mama's peanut butter.
“Can! You use my face wash soap!!” I was angry to see my face wash soap run out.
“Nggak.”
“Heleh!! Just me!!”
“Ih, say no!”
I snorted annoyedly, Candra would not admit that she did it.
That morning, the atmosphere of the house as usual, my quarrel with Candra, the bread and peanut butter at the dinner table, the mama who delivered milk to the room, the, I am still a burden to the family. Everything looks normal, just the mood of my mother who improved a little today. But there is actually something unusual.
I mean, there's something special about today. Something I didn't know before, something that would change my life.
Mama told me to buy a new face wash at the front alley stall. Because I had to, I agreed to mama's submission, you can meet Alvi. I rushed to the room, put on my best clothes, put on a little powder and lipstick, and set off. The air was quite fresh, I really enjoyed the atmosphere this morning. A lot of kids are already playing bicycles on this street. Not felt, though,
I've reached Alvi's mama's stall. But alvi was not there. He may be getting up late, or he may be doing something in the house.
When I got home, my mom hugged me. I'm clumsy, why this mama? How tumben? What
the real mama finished my face wash soap?
Mom's eyes are glazed.
I trembled taking a cell phone and opening the page of that website. I nervously entered the participant number and date of birth there. Layer was changed with white color, slowly the website was open…
“Sorry, you did not pass the SBMPTN selection this year..”
I'm riveted. In life, I was disappointed this time. So disappointed, I was confused as to what to express. I saw mama looking at me with pity, and so did Candra who glanced at me. I took a deep breath, trying to draw my lip line. I can't look sad in front of my mom. Not very cool. Mom will be sad. I try to raise my head up. I mean that there are no tears
exiting. But Mama hurriedly pulled my hand, hugged me tightly, complained my head, told me that she would still support me in the self-selection.
I'm still petrified, my hands are cold. Oh, it turns out that as sick as this it feels to hope and be rejected. Mama kept convincing me at the self-selection. But I'm sure you'll work hard at college. Self-selection would have cost a lot more.
Apparently, my mom has known about this announcement since this morning. He's secretly
open the announcement, and find the rejection I received. But, mama was trying to make me okay today, by being a little sweet and purposely finishing my face wash so I could go to Alvi's house and feel better. Oh, mamma. Today he gave medicine to wounds that did not exist. I love my mom, always.
***
That night, I coughed violently after a few feet
crying in the room. If calculated, maybe a day can cry up to 15 times. I really feel very sad, coupled with the news that Sarah has been accepted at the college of her dreams. The world felt so dark, I really felt like I was in a big cave and alone. Sometimes my mom would bring me a drink and ask me to take a shower. But I don't mind. My heart still does not accept the fact that I have been rejected SBMPTN.
I turned my body and slept on my back. My hand rubbed the tears flowing at the corner of the petals. With a breath, I stared at the ceiling. This time I felt very sad. I mean, after Papa died, only this time I felt something painful again. My friends have been accepted in
the college of his dreams, even Sarah who joked with me every day was accepted. Why am I not accepted by myself? Did I miss it? Is the website wrong? Maybe there was an error on the website. I hurriedly got out of the bed and picked up the phone on the table. I opened the website again, I put my participant number in. A few seconds the layer page turns white and the layer opens. I glanced at the green layer on the website page. Really, the writing I wanted was right in front of me. I'm happy, very happy. It turns out that the website is wrong. I hurriedly ran to the kitchen to tell my mother about this. But when I moved, my legs were light. It was as if I could fly. However, suddenly I bounced off the fall and.. “BRUKK” my body fell out of bed. I opened my eyes. Ah, shit!!! It was just a dream!
