Beautiful That's Me

Broken Heart, Broken Spirit

        I know that failing the test doesn't make the world stop rotating. It's just, it had a big impact on my days afterwards. I was so confused to do what else, with the value of a mediocre report, it would be difficult if forced into another path. Coupled with high building money for lines other than SBMPTN and SNMPTN. I feel sorry for my mom, and for myself.

        The days I spent crying, my mom got tired of hearing my cries. Candra was also careless to see her stupid brother fail to enter the campus. Until the moment that a message came in on my phone.

"Can, you must have come to the farewell, right?"

A message from Sarah. I threw my phone in the bed. While taking the towel, I slowly went to the bathroom and cleaned my body, also wiping my tears. It feels so silly that others know I'm sad.

        7 O'clock at night. Mom has prepared dinner. Candra who looks at me cute came to eat with us too. In fact, I've told my mom that at 8 I have a farewell event with friends. But my mother told me to eat at home. As usual, mama always prepares cakes at the dinner table. Since mom opened the bakery shop, all the food in the house is sweet. I tried to challenge my mom to make chicken spicy level mercon. It turns out that my mom actually accepted the challenge. As a result, the three of us went back and forth out of the bathroom because mom made 4 kilos of cayenne pepper in one pan. After that, I never dared to challenge my mother again. Horrified.

        After eating, I went straight to my room. But when he opened the door, the air suddenly felt strange. It felt like the heat was touching me from behind. A kind of splash of sin from hell that suddenly appeared. At that moment, I realized that my mother was on a blackboard because I left a dirty plate on the table. My sister who saw mama already wanted to pounce on me, just patted the eel and passed. Now, I live a crybaby while walking around covering carrying my dirty dishes to the laundry. My mother's face still looked at me with a threat. My cold sweat started coming out, so I could clean this fucking plate. After that, gradually mama began to normal again to be a grandson of the prophet Adam. I breathed a sigh of relief and passed to the room quickly. Oh God, why do you give me such a terrible test?

       8 O'clock at night. I said goodbye to my mother and went to a farewell event. The event was held in one of the buildings near the town square. Dresscode is black. I was also confused as to why it should be black. I want to go to Takjiyah's show. When I got there, I called Sarah. The phone just rang and there was no answer at all. I sent him a short message. But not reciprocated. I finally decided to enter the building.

        There, too, did not appear Sarah's nostrils. Even when his name was called forward, he did not exist. I've sent him the 87th message, but I haven't got an answer yet. Suddenly I was worried. Maybe coming home from here I should go to Sarah's first.

in front of it looks like the Goddess is glancing at me with a triumphant gaze. I'm sure he already knew that I failed yesterday's test. He who passed SNMPTN (Examination entered the invitation line) stood in front together with Alvi. When the two of them were called, a lot of people said "Ihhh so sweeet". In fact, I heard his name just nauseous. Although sometimes I think, why was I born with a brain like this. Should have been, if I wasn't smart, God gave me the gift of a beautiful face.

        I was not finished, there was a noise from behind.

"Such a match Si Alvi the same Goddess. You see the beautiful Goddess, continued Alvi handsome. Mana are both pinter again. Uh, btw some say that Cantika also likes Alvi. Hahaha, why don't you know yourself? It's a ugly face like that, trus bego too. How dare to disturb Alvi."

Honestly, that voice hurt my heart. If killing people is not a sin, maybe I punched him in the mouth. With a bad feeling, I looked at the two of them. Realizing that I was staring at them, they stopped the conversation. After that, I left the place and headed to the bathroom.

         In the bathroom, there was another voice talking about me. They say, the unlucky bearer in class likes school idols. I was just quiet at first. But when they started to rub my face and put my face in contact with my mother, I could not keep quiet. Kugedor that door, they were half shocked to see me who had put on a monster face.

"Why the hell angry? You are the unlucky bearer in class, right? It's ugly, bego again. Because of your grades, the average class goes down. You monkey boy! Surely you used to do not really deh, so his son kek gini. Dih, where is her name Cantika Equivalent. Nyokapnya cake also bego deh, face kek gini kok given the beautiful name Hahaha."

I'm sick of pulling that woman's hair. I shouted loudly that my face had nothing to do with my mother. My brain has nothing to do with my mom. He who does not accept my treatment, instead of pulling my hair. His friend also helped me slap my cheek. I don't want to lose, I stepped on the foot of this demonic woman. Bukk!! Suddenly someone hit my head from behind. Instantly I collapsed. Because it hurt so much that my body was weak, so unconscious. When I woke up, I was already on the stage with these two demonic women again. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was the eyes of my friends.

            They looked at me very pitifully. Some even saw me disgusted. I don't know what they did when I was unconscious.

"Crazy, ugly, gatel again. You're a gatau yourself!" Bitch the people there. I was confused what they said.

Suddenly, someone pulled my hand and quickly led me away from that place. This guy may act like a hero, but he doesn't know that I have low blood. When I was pulled, it was as if the world was instantly dark and I fell down. Everyone laughed at me. He finally took me out of that place.

I see it vaguely. Who is this guy? Why would he help me?

Seriate...