A. N. S
What's Happening to Me

Awareness ohh awakening I'm nervous if you know. Immediately faced four lecturers who mercilessly slammed me with question after question. I'm long of my breath. I exhaled my breath violently.

Hufft....Oh God, I am so nervous. Yaqin.... It's not like usual. Usually facing a special colleague can also. This is the incredible. Do not know the temperature of the temperature, the master lecturer of the senior lecturers.

Cold sweat is pouring down my temple. Long white hem uniform, subordinate A Clock model skirt, pantofel shoes for black chicks klimis, long tie and black hooded.

My mind is not calm for some reason. Pondar mandir in front of the awareness room. Deliberately invited to leave prematurely by the husband, in order to be adapted to the awareness room he thought.

And it's true that I'm nervous and riled up. Oh Allah..... Come my soul you must be friends with circumstances. The husband who takes care of everything in the administration room and prepares everything, knows very well that I don't know how to be like this.

There's something weird about me. Cook, (sorry) a reliable marketing can give up without cause like gini. It doesn't seem like me. What's with me. Bismillah, O Allah, help me, ease my business today, and carry out the test of consciousness that I have come to pass.

This cold sweat appeared not like the sweat of a normal, nervous person. Oh God, I am sick. I hold my own forehead, no I'm not sick. My body temperature is normal. Ahh I don't know. Later I told the husband instead bullied, digrecokin in ketawain. Hah drinking Aqua first ask who knows can gradually improve.

"The preparation is all, baby. In Shaa Allah will be revealed at 08.00. Mas has taken care of all his administration, props and examination place awareness used. It's still zero hours seven over forty-five minutes. " Mas Ahmad grasped my right hand which I was sitting in the front seat of the courtroom at the time.

"Hey...What's wrong with my wife ? You're sick, brother. Looks a little pale ?"

"Yes. What do I look like, mas ?"

"Your hands are sweating cold, brother. You're shaking huh ?"

"Sttt......" Immediately I shut his mouth with my mouth.

"Thank you for the kiss that landed right in the airport of my heart. But I'm not kidding you're not teasing you, baby. Are you sick ?"

"What do you feel now?"

"Nervous acute. Hihihi..."

"Hah ...where is the marketing spirit?"

"Nhah right.so ngetawain me."

"A new reliable marketing person wants to enter the awareness exam just kedernya not playing."

"Aishhhh."

"Your cold sweat is a lot. Something's wrong with you."

"I'm Ndak papa mas, a little groggy is usual in my opinion."

"May Allah give ease and smoothness to your final congregation of consciousness, dear. I'm worried about you."

"Aamiin I Ndak why-why mas, nyante aja. Laughing at feelings. Do'ain me yes mas."

"Yes for sure, baby. But mas Ndak can accompany you in, mas can not enter. Wait outside this door, yeah."

"Yes, siyap....!" While patting my cheek and pinching my nose. Alhamdulillah after being taught to talk with Ahmad much better my mood. Bismillah may be able to follow and exceed this test of awareness.