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1 year later...

Bismillah may Irwan pass, O God.

Since last night I can't sleep, I don't know how many times I tried to sleep but these eyes never close.

Restless, really anxious, afraid if not pass, but also afraid if passed with a report score that does not fit the criteria of the cottage.

Though I have learned desperately, until when running in the morning I still had time to learn while memorizing some of the problems that might come out in the matter of the National Examination.

Ohh yes, Warti and Warta are now much healthier body, especially Warti, he can already run almost 3x round surrounded the village road.

I am also very grateful to their families, because there have been many National Examination training books that they have bought for me.

As a thank you, I took care of their books to keep them smooth and there was not a single fold even of pencil stains.

How can? Is the book not being made??

Eitttsss make no mistake bro, the books I always use, but first I copy all the questions on white paper, used paper that is deliberately given by the school so that I can use it well.

Maybe because I was so diligent I became no 7 days all the books I have copied.

Since I was ranked first in the 5th grade, I became motivated to learn more vigorously.

Pencils and pens are also almost 70 percent I get from the Warti family. Not just a writing tool, but almost all of my school equipment is obtained for free.

Alhamdulillah name sustenance school children yes school equipment, really guys??

So remember I used to talk pretentious to England and everything, even though what I said was also a lot of wrong 😄, inget not if I used to often hit everyone with the word marning, but I did not know, though the real morning alias good morning. Keep saying guys that I call gais.

I swear that I have always used it very hard and plus pol 🤣🤣, pantesan from small until class 5 I was called geblek, yes my behavior rada geblek also wkwkwk.

"Irwan... nights haven't slept? smile at yourself too? You're okay, right?"

Suddenly he came in and touched my forehead.

"Astaghfirullah. father, make a surprise. What's up sir? Irwan is not sick, just can not sleep, afraid of the results of the national exam tomorrow."

"Why should we fear equal value? Should be feared is only Allah, sincerely and leave everything to Him 🙂. Let's pray at night first, let's calm his heart and mind. "

I welcomed my father's hand, and then got up from my fall. We walked to the kitchen to get some water.

If the night is usually we take the water from the barrel, unless you really want to urinate.

Thank God, it is true what my father said. After performing the sunnah prayer the heart and mind become calm. Not to forget I put all my prayers and all my hopes later.

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Today is the announcement day of school graduation. I'm also looking forward to the announcement.

It feels amazing, because like a nano-nano candy, which I feel is really crowded it feels, between fear, pleasure and sadness to mix into one.

We all lined up on the field. The headmaster gave a small talk to advise all of us, that whatever results we will receive we must be sincere, legowo and not be discouraged.

Because today's result is not the end of our journey, but the beginning of our journey to be able to go far better.

"Our dear children, you will call one by one and you will give an envelope containing your graduation results. Later who have received the envelope please save first and do not immediately open. Wait for me"

That's the message from the principal. And now I've been holding a long brown envelope with trembling hands and an unsafe heartbeat, like it's about to come off the stalk.

After the name of the student who was called already got an envelope, and went into the row. The principal's father also the teachers counted together with the countdown.

Triga...

Dua...

Saaaa..

Please open the envelope, carefully open it not to tear.

Don't forget to read basmallah, kids.

. . . .

It was silent, all at once silent because we opened the envelope with trembling hands and a heart that was completely far from safe.

"Ananda Irwan Gunturan Congratulations You Passed"

Alhamdulilla...

Horeee...

The boisterous shouting sounds of us sixth graders, who were happy when they had read the contents of the writing inside the envelope.

Unknowingly we also hugged each other with all the sixth grade children.

What a beautiful atmosphere under a clear blue sky. We were all declared PASS.