NIQUE
HONESTLY LIVE A LIFE OF LUCK

After my curiosity towards Zach began to subside, I refocused myself on my real world. I was busy in the face of my National Exam (UN) First High School (SMP) graduation level. With all the obstacles, problems that I experienced at home or in my school environment, there is only one principle that I planted in life to be able to survive “Life was present many times, many times, but it is death that comes once.” Then was it me, when my body was separated from my life? After hearing the death of my best friend, due to a motorcycle accident and drowned in the river.

I'm not a naive teenager, I still need pleasure even though happiness is my own effort in creating it. I always laugh and smile, as many people say, including my immediate family. But did they know that I wanted to end my life many times? It feels quite heavy it turns out at my age, I often experience violence at home, and mired in the school environment. Am I still worthy to continue living? I am definitely worthy, I thought. I chose to taste the world before Mama decided to give birth to me.

But I was getting more stressed, and frustrated with the situation. In the end the day of the graduation exam had already arrived. I was offered to commit fraud, just speechless and gawking. All the students got the answer key, not just me. The fraud is justified, with the frills of school accreditation. I'm very critical, just keep thinking: “What will this country be like? If teenagers have been given intake of cheating, for the sake of mutual interest. Finally, sure enough.Many children who for 3 years of school always play around, truant, and never learn let alone make the task, even worse.many are against the teacher, it turns out they are the students in High School. Yes, they went to state school. That luck is not on my side

My decision at that time may not be right, if it turns out their future looks brighter than me. I chose the right path, and was honest. . I ended up entering private school again. But I'm proud of myself, because during school I got a ranking that at least made my parents a little proud, even though it was only 5-10. As for my other brothers, they were racing each other to become the general champion. To get a scholarship from Papa's office. In the form of money, charters, and gifts that become more pride for Mama. Maybe that's why my mama, more inclined to love my three brothers, the youngest only got the remaining pieces.

With honesty I stand on my own feet. Because if I want to enter a state school, it could be by buying a school. But my parents always said:

“Avoid drugs, keep the family's good name, honest in attitude because from there your character will be much higher price, people are reluctant and afraid to hang out with honest people, why? Because being honest is bitter. One more thing, never look for or create a problem with another person, but if the person has crossed the line in the problem they created themselves, then, reply or let God work in giving cause-effect.”

Then after this step what I will choose after entering adolescence, soon in the next 3 years I no longer get the nickname of school children. But my responsibilities are getting bigger, the problems are also definitely getting more and more. Will I be able to maintain my critical attitude, or will someone be able to change my outlook later? Who's that figure? What could replace the pounding of my tight heart, by simply hearing his name. I did not exaggerate, my blood flowed, a little dryness, and a little smile on my lips when I heard the name Zach Abu Ziad. Is the type I'm looking for, going to be like Zach? I just don't know for sure what Zach is, why can I think like this? Hihi, I am also astonished by myself.

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