
My name is Safana Mila Amelia. I am 15 years old and will be one of the prospective 03rd year students in the city of Y. People used to call me Mila. I have a face that can be said to be beautiful, have black eyes and hair, 2 canine teeth and white skin. I always make people around me happy.
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At graduation, Mila was very happy to be parting with her smp friends who made her uncomfortable while in 9th grade. But he also felt sad because he had to separate from his best friend.
He always thought when he graduated he would continue his school where.
Mila is also always daydreaming about her life that is very pleasant when she graduated.
But nevertheless.....
Everything was not as beautiful as Mila had imagined.
The first who only imagined a pleasant life in high school, wearing a tie, entered the laboratory.
All vanished .....
It turns out Mila has a nem that is not very high. When compared by his friends, Nem Mila is the lowest.
Ever since Mila found out her name, she was crying. How sad the results he got.
Fortunately, family, close friends and friends of Mila always accompany him to be able to accept the reality and try to be more active in learning so that it can be better.
*At graduation a few months ago*
While sitting in a chair next to her best friend, Mila suddenly remembered the words of her mother
'you nem low, mama enter you into the pesantren!'
Mila could not help but hold back her cries. He hugged Aulia mila's best friend and his snot almost about Aulia's clothes, "Milaaa, ah don't cry rich souu dong! The snoring shrimp yes. Noh Rizki see you that."
" Barin. Ahhhhhh Aulia .. I want to nangisssss."
" Yes... You are crying miles. It's a gapapa mil dapet that much, surely can enter the country ko."
" I'm scared, Ul. Because at that time Mama I said I want to enter the pesantren if I can get a small nem. "
" Will you want ato engga? "
" I don't know, blom is ready. Ahhhhh sad tau, Deut..... "
Mila hugged Aulia for a very long time until Hana and Azka approached them both
" Are you crying Mil? " ask Hana.
Mila wiped her tears and smiled at her friends.
" Now dong Mil, "said the three of them.
Mila could only smile and not say a word.
***
When the dream is full of failure,
then there is no more struggle.
Because fighting is a process,
Struggling it grabs things with difficulty,
Fighting is your eyes and hands.
A tired hand wrote and
Tired eyes reading.
~ Time by time change ~
Day by day, it adds up
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Early ppdb Mila tried to enrol in High School which he thought and the family had a nem that was not too high. First, Mama and Mila enrolled in the first High School in 74 ips majors, second in High School 23 majors in ipa, and last in High School 80 majors in ips.
When registering SMA on the local path of the first day, Mila got the first order of high school ppdb which is still safe, but over time the sequence dropped until finally straight to the second high school.
Most likely the first because the SMA in the ips major is a lot of interest and nemnya much higher than Mila, so it was thrown from the order ppdb.
The second Ppdb is worse.
When just starting the list is already directly in the order to want the end.
So miraculous. The list also comes out again. Until finally waiting until tomorrow without seeing ppdb again.