
Not felt but often I live, the 1st semester exam has approached. I have long desired, the holiday has arrived, although I have to pass the test first, the new bonus holiday hehehe. I recently reduced my playing and focused on learning first.
(Tok-Tok-Tok) The sound of knocking on the door.
I peeked out of the door of my house "Who?"
"Princess. It's me Princess!" My vegetables sounded in my ears.
Open the door, catch a glimpse of "Ohh Princess, what's Put?"
"What are you doing? Yuk play!" He grabbed my hand, convinced me.
I took off his grip "I'm sorry, I'm studying for the Semester Exam."
He swiped "Allah, why learn. You got nothing too. I just didn't learn to rank." Boast himself.
I'm a little envious of "That's not you. Some people's abilities are different. Yaudah, sorry you can't. I'll study for the exam later so I can answer the questions given on the exam sheet." I shut the door as soon as possible and he went somewhere else.
I immediately memorized what I could, yes the grilles given by Mr. Harto because the Madrasah Exam will be held after the Exam in Elementary School. From the book Mathematics, IPA, IPS, Bahasa Indonesia, English, Malay Arabic, and so forth I learned. Although a little depressed with all the lessons I learned. His name is also a student, he wants to be followed. Later, it turns out there are some notes that are not in my notes, namely notes in Indonesian. I may not have been present sick or permission at that time. Then I borrowed the note to Isa, if Ningsih was sometimes lazy to record even often reprimanded Pak Harto. Then because I was lazy to go to his house, I just chatted him from Facebook
Then I had my chat with Isa.
After a long study, the end was finished as well. I'm ready for the exam tomorrow. Because the material I've taken from my book and my notes are less complete.
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The exams have arrived. I really answered him carefully. I don't look right and left. When it gets hard, I just skip it and I mark it. Then Ningsih whispered softly to me
"Shhh! Shhh!" A loud whisper of Ningsih came to my ear.
Looking back at "Ihh what's Ning?" Whisper me, pissed off and face flushed.
I say "I don't know, I stepped on it." Turn around and fill out my answer sheet.
After a while, the whisper was heard again in my ear. It really is, Ningsih has not changed
"Shhh.. Which essay put here!" He made a blank sliver of paper to give his essay an answer.
I was a little annoyed at Ningsih. So I just make it careless on that paper. He doesn't want anyone to try alone. Just want to cheat on his job. Finally he was reprimanded Pak Harto, for making noise and cheating. If he repeats again, he goes out and does not take the exam.
I also finished the exam, after the correction together earlier my grades were not so bad. In fact Ningsih which I give a false value or an arbitrary value. He was a little angry and upset with me. Because many tests are wrong. I laughed with satisfaction and said
"You also do not learn even know where your work is. Busy imitating me, I don't know if it's right or wrong. What you asked for, I haven't answered at all." I scratched, scratching my head that didn't itch at all.
"That's rude of you, Tut, that's my remedial." He brushed me off with a sullen face.
"That's okay, you can learn again tomorrow. There's still a lot you can fix."
He wondered at the confusion of "Ihh like where, my notes were chaotic, the book was mixed, it was not complete." complained Ningsih.
"You don't know what to ask me. It's your pain Ningsih, Ningsih." I laughed, brushed off his shoulder and left the class for a bag.
Hose from the canteen, suddenly Ningsih met me and said
"Tuti, borrow me your note."
"Okay mine, I still wear it. But my record is not one hundred percent complete. Mending has Isa. Come to your house, take a picture of it until you're sick of it. Where do you want the days there are you passing by. Bye yeah, want my class. Bye." I was in a hurry because I was thirsty from the cafeteria that ran out of water there.
After a long incident. I went home and read the exam the next day. I kept doing it and I reviewed it for a semester I studied.
And I don't feel like day after day. The exams at my Elementary School have been finalized. Now he has entered the Madrasah Exam. The first test is the subject of Buk Lasmine. Heh..the laziest actually if he comes in again. Moreover, it was the first lesson of the exam from the four days the exam lasted. I don't know what drama will be in action. Maybe like Cinderella and her mother and her siblings. Haha imagining being a Princess in a fairyland in the real world is impossible. If only I had the freedom of Elsa Frozen, I would have the freedom to do what I want and can. But, all of that was slapped by into real life. And have to take the exam that goes on. That's where Buk Lasmine comes in, but the difference is without memorization, notes, or other sickening things. The class was quieter than before. And he didn't do anything. I saw his face pale and like a tired man. But I was all concerned.
Day after day, it didn't feel like my exams were over. And I'm glad that a long holiday might be coming soon. And I can go home, if I can xixixi. I hope I go home. Otherwise, wait until Lebaran arrives. I got carried away with the dream of going on holiday this year will be throughout what, and what. What story can I tell in my diary. And what is the wisdom of what all happened on my long holiday. Mister? Oh yea! You go home or I don't know either. Dah lama mak ga home, it's been two months. But maybe you'll come home later. Even though we only call on mobile phones. I miss her very much with her presence. And the plan is Om Tom also want to go back to his village in Tebingtinggi. I wanted to go there, but who else would I meet there? There's Grandma, but maybe Grandma will stay at my house. But I will wait for all of them to be present. ^_^
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