Waking up late just doesnt affect any of my mental disagree.now im staying calmly and peacefully inside the musolla.where I can feel the welcomeness of the day.the smile of the sun.the beauty of Subuh.im praying to Allah for his bless,for his power to make everything easy.so that me,my friends and all can pass each of His test without any circumstances.with all our effort and sacrifices,this is the day.it is time for Tawakkal.
yes that particular word.
i stepped into the canteen where everybody were busy talking to each other.some were calling their parents while some were memorizing their last minute notes.here we are.The Zenith.now we're getting ready for the big war.for the big test.it gonna shows it all.this is our strength.this is the benchmark where we can know how strong our bond is.how effective our way of learning.how friendship and sacrifices really means in life.
i can see some people laughing and some were taking photographs.maybe thts just their way to hide their nerves.so i just dont bother.i look out to search for my besties and there they are.sitting nicely and relaxingly at one of the bench inside the canteen.so i go there and lay myself on the bench.they greeted me warmly as what we always did each morning.they are the best of friends i have ever known so long.i swear.
i suddenly catch a glimpse of him.i just couldnt believe my eyes.he was sitting just infront of me.he is the one.he is the one i have been waiting for so long.if people asked me why i chose to be single forever,then the answer would be him.to tell the truth, im not being flirty or what.but i dont know.its just something in him that i admire a lot.and dont ask me why.because i really,really dont know what it is.and for sure,im not hoping anything from him.so then i secretly stare at him.there is something in his eye that i could not describe.that i could not put into words.i keep on staring until then i caught him staring back at me.i feel nerves rushing in my adrenaline.i looked away.i dont want him to know what im feeling.im scared it makes him annoyed or what.well who knows.so i just dont bother.i joined the gossip-of-the-morning back with the girls.
then the president of our batch signing something to us.sure.yeah.we understand it a lot since we were being asked to do that for almost 5 times.sure he asked us to get ready infront of the hall.suddenly i feel butterflies in my stomach.i monologue to myself that everything is gonna be fine.that evrything gonna turned out just okay.
i was touched by the beautiful azan performed by one of the boys.it makes us all feel calm and prepare us for the big thing.i can see some of us crying.the teachers too.i was having this kinda feeling.im not really sure what it is but it made me almost burst into tears.it made me realize that this is the time.this is where we are going to shine! we are going to prove that we actually can do something to make evrybody proud.dont worry teachers,we wont dissapoint you.we wont.we'll make your efforts and sacrifices worth it.i hold back my tears as i dont wanna cry right now.if i cry, sure it will affect the others too.so then i tell myself to just relax and pretend that this is just another test that we're going to face.act normal.like usual.
then our president recite the doa to seek for Allah's blessings.we focus as much and i can hear people recite the Amin to theirselves.and again, i feel the nerves rushing in my body.starting from Amal class, the first boy already stepped into the hall.then it continues with Bakti,Ehsan and all.then it was my turn.i whispered to the teachers to pray for us so that we will get to answer all the questions easily.they said they always will and i can see that tiny drops of water coming down their faces.i cannot stand it anymore.
with much confidence and courage,i stepped into the hall together with Bismillah.i rushed to my place.then it started, 'Assalamualaikum,cikgu'.i monologue to myself again; goodluck friends.i know we can do this! i smiled :)
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