The Rain Is Pouring's

Eternal Student

This is my last UAS. I work while working on UAS online. Only MK Education Citizenship. Sometimes they stop because they have to serve customers.

"Mel, there's a lot of things. Looks like you need a very long answer" Mr. Arif said looking at my laptop screen.

"Yes,Pak. It's okay . I'll chase time." I said.

"Do it first, Mel. Give the customer to me." Didit said.

"really?" my many.

"Yes, don't worry. Look it's already 14 . You have 4 hours to go" Didit said.

Not long after, many customers arrived. Friend friend overwhelmed. Sometimes I leave my laptop and serve drinks.

"Thank you Mel" said the overwhelmed Niken.

"OK.." I replied.

Then there was Lestari who was busy picking up dirty dishes. I helped him pick them up one by one.

"Patience, patience.." Mr. Arif tried to calm us down. To be careful at work.

I feel like my mind is so chaotic. Because I can't bear it, I helped Didit wash the dishes. Mr. Arif also stepped in to wipe the tables in front.

Whatever the conditions are , our place should look clean and hygienic.

"It's four and a half" I murmured. I ran to the mosque to pray Ashar.

"Amel, you just do your test. The others we will handle" said Mr. Arif.

"Okay sir, thank you." I said.

Finish my ashar prayer directly facing the laptop screen.

"Why is there no accurate reference." I murmured.

I keep searching for sources on the internet.

I was nervous, afraid of not being overtaken.

At 17.49 WIB.

"My Godness..."

At 17.58 WIB.

"Can't be.."

At 18:00 WIB.

"What a hell of a thing.." I'm still working on 2 more points.

"Allahu Akbar's..Allahu Akbar's.."

"Astaghfirulloh things 'adzim..what can still be uploaded?" I feel like I want to cry.

When I reload the exam page, the time is up.

"I know it's going to be late." I'm weakly sorry why I didn't upload it even if it's only half the answer.

"Why this one course?" i'm upset.

No, this is not MK's fault. It was me who took the job jockey for my friend, I prioritized his.

I had the wrong thought all along 'that leave the ones that don't make money.

As a result what should be my priority became neglected.

I'm sorry God, but I also need money to pay for the 20th. My fault..

And I keep blaming myself.

"Where did you test?" ask Mr. Arif.

"Done up! Yayy!!!" my cheers are hiding fake smiles.

"I'm glad you made it, Mel." said Mr. Arif.

"Oiya means you're done this year right, Mel? So, can I take the graduation tomorrow?" ask Mr. Arif.

"God willing, sir, if there is no MK to repeat" I replied.

"God's Masya.. Good luck to Mel" said Mr. Arif.

"Thank you sir." I replied.

Mr. Arif then briefed us, he encouraged us. After that we immediately berberes and close at 20:00 WIB.

I didn't expect this to happen, auto E. Though I intend to improve my D in semester 3 at that time. Amel you're stupid.

I continue to lament my mistakes.

I had to postpone graduation. I have to how. I don't want to be an eternal student.

I don't feel like a role model student. I committed a breach. I'm willing to be a high-paying test jockey.

My friend desperately needs me to score an A and encourage her shattered GPA every semester because she is busy working and prioritizing her ambition to become a famous youtuber, but until now has not seen the results.

"Mel, don't be. That can't be lo. Why are you proud to score the value of others?" Aiman scolded me hard when he found out that I was a test jockey. Because I've slipped.

Aiman's right..

Forgive me, God.

I kicked the drink in front of me.

"Who still litters like this!!" grumbling irritated.

"Aw!" scream someone.

"Raka?" i'm appalled.

"Amelite...Amel.

"Sorry, Ka. I didn't mean to. I just kicked him to the side. I didn't know there was you. What are you doing there anyway?" I said.

"I'm looking for my car keys" Raka said.

"You just got home?" tanyakanya.

"Yes" I replied.

"Eh, I've been home." I ran.

"But Mel,." I heard Raka yelling.

I stopped in the alley to Kosan because my breathing was raging.

"Return, your mother's seeking." Mr. Yono told Oxcel to go home. Oxcel was seen coming out of the door of Pak Yono's house.

Oxcel (male) is a child born with a mental disability, now 20 years old.

Then the boy walked to the other neighbor's house. Denis's house.

"home.. Go home.." Denis kicked him out.

My heart is saddened to see Oxcel's condition. He has no playmates. He was just a boy who lived his life. He also could not choose to be born in what conditions. From what kind of family.

If he could choose, he would also want to be born like other normal children.

Having a disabled child is certainly not easy for both parents and siblings. Because they have to mentally prepare to accept ridicule and unpleasant behavior from others against their children or younger siblings.

They will get sick if they see their children are not welcome in their environment. Poor Oxcel.

I cried seeing this happen.

"Son, come home son. It's night." Oxcel's father called from the door.

The night wind was blowing violently flying the leaves.

That's where I realized..

And even the leaves that fall from the tree are by the permission of Almighty God.

Whatever happens in life is of His will.

So if I have to postpone my participation for graduation this year also at His will.

God has a better plan than this.

So when did you graduate?

Long time college did not graduate.

Sometimes I feel stupid when someone asks me that question.

However, I do not feel that I am stupid because the values I create both for myself and for others are always A and B for 3 semesters. It's just that in the early semester because I was too busy working so I didn't have time to study and ended up...

The point is, I'm not stupid..

Even if you judge a fish by the way it climbs a tree, it will feel stupid forever.

So please help your mouth when commenting on other people's lives. You do not know what things he has gone through with all his might to survive at this point.

Then..

I promise in my heart, I will finish my delayed S1 immediately because of my financial condition is not good enough.

I am Petrichora Amelikana Azizah I will show everyone that I can be a successful, great, and useful person to the nation!

RHUARRRRRRRRRRR.......RRRRRRRRRRRRR.....

The thunderbolt sound.

Bresssssss.

"Yes!!! the sky heard my prayer!" I shouted while running home.

It seems like God will grant your prayers when there is rain and lightning.

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