I comb my hair neatly in front of the mirror. Today is a decisive day where it is the pinnacle of my studying so far to get a position as a student in the medical faculty at my favorite university of choice.
So far I have been trying my best to keep learning - taking many try outs to hone my academic knowledge.
My cell phone is ringing. A smile rose from the corner of my lips when I saw the name of the sender of the message was Arga.
Arga: fighting for today, my dear. I bet you can! ❤
My fingers quickly started typing.
Me: don't you wanna come to cheer me up?
I smeared the pink lipstick on my lips. I smiled to see the reflection of my face in the mirror. Those people are right, my and Arga's faces are very similar. Are we matched? Ah, I hope.
Tiiiiinngg....
Arga: I'm having an event at my campus, honey.
The smile that had appeared on my face slowly faded. There was resentment in my heart when Arga refused to see me.
Come on, La, you can't be this selfish. Arga's life is not always about you. So, act a little mature !
Tiiiinnggg....
Arga: Are you angry? Come on, it's the day you've been waiting for, La. Don't spoil everything with your annoyance. Okay, after you get out of the exam room, I'll call you 😘 Don't sulk anymore and keep up the spirit, honey ❤
"Ready?" My mother looked through the door of my room.
"Oh, I'm ready, Ma. Let's go there now," I replied.
My mother and I went to the test site by using an online taxi.
My eyes swept across the campus courtyard in amazement. Medical school is really this cool.
"Pray before taking the exam, La. Stay focused and surrender everything to God. God bless you, my son," said my mother as she hugged me before I stepped into the exam room.
The atmosphere in the exam room was very quiet. all participants, including me, are focused on working on these complex problems.
I almost screamed loudly because the exam time was up. Even though there are still two English questions that I haven't worked on.
The exam supervisor let us out of the room one by one.
My mom was waiting for me outside the faculty building.
For some reason my tears dripped when I saw Mom waiting for me alone with her tired face. From here the outline of his face can be seen, indicating that he is no longer young.
Oh, mom, why are you so romantic to wait for me for hours? now I know why papa loves you so much, Ma.
"Are you finished?" asked my mother who saw me walking towards her
I nodded firmly. "But, Mom, I'm hungry," I said, stroking my flat stomach because it hasn't been filled up since I entered the exam room.
"Let's eat meatballs on the side of the road," said my mother as she took my hand - crossing the road before finally arriving at a meatball shop.
My smile broke when the waitress brought two bowls of jumbo meatballs with two glasses of iced tea.
As usual, the first thing I did was cut open the big meatball.
My appetite peaked when I found spicy octopus in the big meatball. I immediately swallowed it up.
Super Junior's Superman song is ringing on my cell phone. I smiled when the name Arga appeared on the cellphone screen.
"Hello ...." I said cheerfully when Arga's face appeared on the cellphone screen .
"Where is mother?" asked Arga.
"You didn't ask how I was first?" I asked pretending to be sulky, making my mother and Arga laugh to see me.
"How was the test?" asked Arga .
"The timing is really fast. I haven't even worked on the last two questions, but time is over," I explained.
"Then how is it?"
I shrugged. "Leave it, it happened."
"She felt annoyed, then immediately ate meatballs," said my mother making Arga laugh.
"You are a meatball woman, La."
"It's good if you say, sir curly," I teased while sticking out my tongue.
"You're getting arrogant, aren't you because your hair is straight?"
I burst out laughing.
***
It's been a week after I took the college entrance exam. According to the information I got, an announcement will be held at one in the afternoon.
I was ready in front of the laptop with a racing heart. on the one hand I can't wait for the results, but on the other hand I'm afraid of my failures.
Tiiinggg...
My cell phone tinkled, making me who was focused on waiting for it to be scattered. I chuckled.
Arga: Good afternoon, my sweet lady. What are you doing, honey? ❤
Somehow I feel annoyed to find this short message Arga. Like bothering me who was anxiously waiting for an announcement.
Me: Shut up you !
Tiingg...
I let out a harsh sigh. Now what?
Arga: Mama said today your exam announcement is right? Leave it to God. I'm sure my adorable lover has been trying hard all this time. I pray from here, my dear ❤
I closed my cellphone when I saw the clock was showing one o'clock in the afternoon.
Immediately I opened the announcement website, I entered my data and password. Then..
YOU DID NOT PASS THE SELECTION
DON'T DISCONTINUED AND REMAIN EXPIREDMy whole body felt weak reading the writing that was clearly displayed on my laptop screen.
My tears rolled down my cheeks. My heart is very disappointed. How come? So far I've been trying hard to get that medical bench. I also always pray to God so that I can be accepted into medical school. But what? What do I get? It was disappointment. ah, I feel this God is not fair to me..
My fingers began to type a message to Arga.
Me: I failed 💔
Soon my cell phone rang loudly. Arga's name is clearly written there.
"Hello."
"Hello," I answered sadly.
"How about it, honey?" asked Arga in his soft voice..
"I failed. I failed to enter the medical school of my dreams. I failed at my goal. Even though I tried my hardest. But why is God never on my side?" I screamed. My whole face was drenched in sweat and tears.
"Baby..."
"I'm stupid, Arga. I'm a stupid woman. I've failed. You can find another woman who is much better than me," I said rambled.
"Hey, what are you talking about? No, La. No. Listen ... A thousand roads lead to Rome. Not getting into medical school doesn't mean your life is 100% ruined. You remember that! I'll pick you up in the afternoon. We'll take an afternoon bike ride. Okay?"
"Huum," I replied while pursing my lips.
"Don't beat yourself up again. Wipe your tears. You're so ugly when you cry."
Damn Arga! How can he tease me at a time like this ?
"Have lunch first. You're really going to destroy the world when you're hungry. I'll have lunch first." Arga said goodbye.
"Okay."
I turned off my cellphone. I walked to Mom, cried hugged her and told her everything.
"Arga is right, La. It's okay. It's called competition. There must be winners and some losers. Losing in this will not ruin your life. Trust me. God will bring far more beautiful things to you, honey. "
"Is it true?"
"That's absolutely true, Ella. Now eat," said Mom, handing me a plate of rice and my favorite fried chicken side dish.
With a chaotic heart and hungry stomach, I ate it to the end.
My parents' faces lit up after hearing the news that one of the private universities in my city is still open for registration for the nutrition science study program. With burning enthusiasm, my papa took me to the test there. "Pray before starting the exam and keep focused on doing the questions yes," said my father giving me support. I nodded firmly, then walked into the exam room, leaving my papa alone in the waiting room. *** I finished the academic test, physical test, and interview test at exactly two in the afternoon. The worms in my stomach had been protesting because of hunger. Luckily my papa is sensitive to take me to his favorite food stall. We ordered meatballs and chicken noodles an
This afternoon I was neat with my knee-length white dress. I smeared the pink lipstick on my lips.Beautiful. Yes, I'm beautiful. At least according to Arga."Where are you going at this time? Usually at 8 pm I just take a shower," Kris said from behind the door."None of your business, Kris. Go on," I said shooing. Huh, that just ruined my mood."Ah, I know now," Kris exclaimed."What?" I asked confused."You're going on a date with Arga, right?" Kris guessed right."If so, why? You're jealous because you don't have a girlfriend?" I teased my little brother."Why am I jealous of someone who is attached?" he replied."You mean?" I asked, not understanding."A person who is dating or married will have two goals in life, namely to God and to their partner. They will be attached to these two goals and I think it is a waste of time. Just like you now, wasting time on someone who is not necessarily your d
Arga and I checked out of the hotel at 11pm. Yes, we didn't stay overnight because we were afraid my parents would scold me.Arga and I arrived home at one in the morning, stuck in traffic along the way."Do I have to go into your house to say goodbye to dad and mom?" asked Arga quietly.""No need. They must be sleeping by now. It's already early morning, I want to go home so I can rest soon," I said while tiptoeing to caress Arga's curly hair.Arga put his lips to mine -- bit my lower lip -- stuck his tongue to be able to dance beautifully with my tongue.Arga's hand ignorantly entered into my bra, playing with my naughty nipples."Why are your nipples so cute, honey?" Arga said with exasperation.Arga's left hand entered my panties, inserted two fingers into my pussy hole. Ah, how delicious the Arga game is .I don't want to lose. I put my hand into Arga's underwear, played his cock up and down.
Cup. Cup. Cup. I squirm when something soft touches my lips three times. I opened my eyes and I found Arga neat in front of my eyes. "What are you doing so early in my bedroom?" I asked lazily. "Did you forget that today is the first day you enter college?" Is it true? I took my cellphone and saw that the screen was still showing six o'clock in the morning. "It's still six o'clock, honey. Still two hours to go and you wasted two hours of my precious sleep," I said lazily. "Get up or I'll punish you?" Arga threatened me. "It's up to you," I replied lazily as I covered my face with a blanket - hoping Arga would come out of my room and not disturb my sleeping hours. But I was wrong. Arga even got into my blanket - his hands started to squeeze my breasts naughty . "Arga, what are you doing so early?" I asked irritably. But Arga didn't answer me. He was engrossed in p
"Finally finished this task!" I exclaimed while tugging at my veins which had shrunk since yesterday due to the multitude of tasks.I saw my face in my cellphone camera. Gosh, that's bad. My eye bags look black because I haven't slept in two days. Damn tasks that make me have to give up my precious sleep hours.My cell phone rang loudly, displaying the name Arga on the screen. Actually I'm still annoyed with him who didn't pick me up at that time. But the worry that he is seeking comfort in another woman's heart is enormous, especially since he doesn't like to be restrained.I shifted the screen marked green and showed Arga's face there."Hi," he said cheerfully."Hm.""What are you doing?""Do you think my face looks like someone who was relaxing on his holiday?" I asked back.Arga laughed at my answer."How many days haven't you slept, La?" asked Arga who understood how tired I was."Two days," I replied.
My cell phone rings loudly, Super Junior's Superman song comes out deafening my ears. Eyes half open, I reached for my cell phone, saw who called me this morning. Really disturbed my precious sleep time. I exhaled when I knew that the caller was Arga. What else did he call this early morning? can't he call me anytime except during my bedtime? Really annoying. I wiped the screen marked green. "Hm," I replied lazily. "Wake you up, sleeping princess. Don't you remember that you have to go to college?" I was shocked, my body immediately sat upright -- my eyes were rounded when I heard the last sentence uttered by Arga. I glanced at the clock on my cellphone. Gosh, it's seven in the morning. In an hour I should be arriving at class. Arga is still rambling on there - I don't know what he's talking about. "Okay, I'm taking a shower now." That was the only answer I gave before hanging up the phone.
"La, are you not in college today?" my mother asked as she peeked through the door of my room. I stretched as I kicked the blanket, looking at the clock on my cellphone. It's still 7:40 a.m. "It's almost 8 o'clock, La. What time are you leaving? Aren't you afraid to be late again?" Mama still scolding me. "My class starts at four in the afternoon, Mom. Now let me take a nap. I haven't slept since five in the morning because of an assignmentget it, "I said lazily as I pulled back my blanket. My mom shook her head "Okay, go to sleep again when your lecture starts in the afternoon," said my mother as she closed my bedroom door again. *** The alarm on my cellphone rang loudly, waking me, who was lulling into a dream. The clock s
My smartphone tinkles, indicating an incoming message. I, who initially focused on the task on my laptop screen, switched to my cellphone. Arga's name is written on my cellphone notification screen. Arga: Hello, my dear. Are you home yet? If not, what time do you want me to pick you up? My fingers quickly typed out the reply word for Arga. Me: Hello, my dear. Today my friends and I will be working on a group assignment. Looks like it was late at night. you know you need to pick me up, rest ❤ "Then what about the menu structure for people with hypertension? Isn't it too pity to be given bland food?" asked Dionysius. "Hey, handsome man, you are so cuteIt's okay if people with hypertension eat foods mixed with salt, but not much like normal people in general, "said Brandon. "Isn't it forbidden for people with hypertension to eat salty foods? Why is it permissible to eat foo