Beautiful That's Me
Because of Hijab
Ten o'clock at night. I sat in front of the mirror jogging with manual music from the mouth. Even though yesterday I failed to become a test champion, I still love myself. Even because my mother knew that I failed, my mother began to panic and told me to join the stand. I was shocked when my mom finally found out what I wanted all along. Mama said, yesterday pas arisan, there was a friend of her story that her son was a tryout champion because of the beeble there. Because I was ashamed of my behavior, my mother became interested in joining the bill there as well. He said, tomorrow I was told to go together because I did not know where the limbel is.
I hold tightly to the book Bank Solved UTBK Soshum 100% translucent PTN Favorite. Who knows with me bimbel there, I can get a good campus, can study while interning, continue to have a cool career, and have funds to glow up. Yes as surely as I can later buy skincare equipment same good make up, can continue to wear makeup ala-ala. Whuaa was happy to imagine all that.
“Can, you already have her son's number Bu Santi yet?”
“But Maa”
“Not send to Whatsapp ya”
“OK”
“Kluntingg!!”
A message from my mom appeared. My heart beats like it's in a National Exam. God, are we really fighting?? The number was written in the name of Alvian's contact. A profile photo with a sweet smile I've never seen in my life. I really want some koprol while saying Waw!!!
“This is actually Ma?” Manya make sure.
“Iyaaa” Mom sounds busy.
“YESSSS!!!!!!! YIIHAAAAAAA!!!”
I want to go to bed and change tomorrow. Really lucky this time. Uh, should I do a chat first while introducing myself? Whuaa!!! Confused!! Uh, no, no. I should have been so funny, right? Emm don't, if you're funny later he even thinks I don't like him.
Uh, how's it going?I just chit-chat a chirp? Dih, how is it but? Uh, do I want to dance tomorrow? Oiya mending picked up a shirt.
I ran to the closet, opened it and picked out the clothes I wanted to wear tomorrow morning. Nothing fits it. I try to match up with different styles. But still nothing fits. I'm rattled. How'this? I continued to sort out my clothes and took out all the clothes that would otherwise be cool for me to wear.
“Anjir why most t-shirts are the same color sih” I grumbled.
After two hours of confusion about clothes, I decided to
wearing muslim clothes. They look polite and religious. B-but kayak mau takjiyah.
I finally changed again. Emmm what's wearing a t-shirt? Emang bimbel can't
wearing shirts? I was confused never to be confused. Wear a shirt, right? But
After thinking for a long time, I finally found a pair of dusty pink outfit that mengingan compared to other clothes. Now the problem is my hair that's like tarzan. I was confused again how to do hair. When I tied my hair, my head became like a matchstick. If
kuurai, so kayak kunti. But this time I had an idea, aha! I'll wear a hijab tomorrow. Finally I looked for the rectangular hijab that her friend Mama gave me when I had my birthday. Yup!! I can finally sleep peacefully.
I can't wait for tomorrow. Unknowingly, I was still awake until the middle
nightly. As a result, at dawn I was difficult to build and after the morning sleep prayers. So, when Alvi got to the front of the house, I had not taken a shower and mama scolded me.
This time I really panicked. In fact, I rarely wear a rectangular headscarf before. But let it be, please,
from Alvi wait a long time. I quickly put on shoes and shoes. In front of the gate, Alvi was already waiting. He was shocked when he saw my face.
“Heh, Alvi” I said grin. He still sees me shocked.
“K-why Vi? Shocked if we meet again.” Much
“Ng-no. Here, your lipstick is your nose. I thought you were luka.”
I was shocked and then stuck in the rearview mirror. Anjir, my lipstick is everywhere. My teeth are red again. Ih, so ashamed!!
“Oh, hehe. Yes, that was a matter of. “
He told me to sit in the back seat.
“No helmet, right?” My toot.
“Nggakpapa, deket kok.”
“OK”
We also leave. My heart is filled with nano-nano flavors. There is the senengnya, there is shame, there is nervousness, want to move, yes a lot deh.
Turns out the bimbel place is not too far away. Getting there, I immediately signed up and joined my first stand. I entered the class with a smile, in the classroom was stressful, and left the class feeling like I wanted to faint. Turns out the bimbel is just as annoying as a regular school. Youuuu!! Moreover, I am also not the same class as Alvi. You see he's a saint, and I'm a soshum.
Home bimbel, Alvi said he called his mother to tell him to go home quickly. So he was speeding and I was confused as to how. The wind was blowing so hard, that the needle on my neck came off and my hijab flew away. I was surprised and confused because the bike was going so fast. Until when she got home, Alvi was surprised to see me who suddenly did not wear a hijab. I just stared at him half embarrassed and half wanted to disappear from the earth. Without a word, I ran into the house and left Alvi with all her confusion. AAAAAH!! I hate this day.
