The Fall of the Star
Chapter 5 The Day to Wait

The test day arrived. Ayudia left this time was escorted by her father because somehow her friends did not take her along. Maybe because it was offended to invite study together but was rejected by him at that time.

The father was willing to close his workshop that day deliberately to take his daughter to go to the test since dawn because the distance between their homes when taken by an old motorcycle Pak Anwar could take about three hours. Bu Nani endlessly prayed for the princess snag for his success in the test later. He made porridge to be distributed that morning to his immediate neighbors to pray for the success of Ayudia.

On the way, Ayudia never stopped repeating the formula and what she thought was necessary to take the test later. He forgot to make a prayer in his heart along with sholawat to the Prophet, which is precisely what is needed in asking for help. It is indeed a test in which luck and sustenance from Allah play a role. He also forgot to hope to be given the best results, because too sure if he is smart, he is able to achieve perfect values. Ayudia forgets that there is a God who gives the end result even though the effort is so maximal and the plan is so mature.

“Aduh, sir, how come he's so excited, huh? It feels like a cold sweat like this,” complained Ayudia when they just got off the motorbike in the campus parking area where the test was carried out.

“Collect yourself, She. Sure you're learning, son. Now just try to concentrate and do the best thing possible. Continue not to stop praying and sholawat in the heart,” message Mr. Anwar calm the princess.

Ayudia nodded her head with certainty even though her body felt very uneasy. It was like a cold, cold sweat and a little pale face. He said goodbye to his father to enter the designated test room. Walking slowly while holding back the feeling of wanting to vomit and even the head felt yellow.

While Mr. Anwar was busy observing the size of the campus and so many oceans of students graduating from High School test participants. It's just in one place. Not yet in some other campuses that are indeed divided because so many applicants. In his heart he had given to God whether his daughter would escape or not because of so many rivals from various cities and must all have inferior abilities.

For the first half hour, participants were given time to calm their minds for those who may have just arrived from a long trip or need time to focus their concentration after a drunk vehicle.

Ayudia tried her best to neutralize the unpleasant feeling in her body. He drank a warm tea bottle that was brought also by his mother in addition to water. He also applied roll-on wind oil in his bag to his stomach and the back of his neck.

“She, you why? Not feeling well?” ask a friend from one school who happened to get a bench behind him because they signed up to get a number close together.

“Nnothin', like a little wind, I was riding the same motor Mr,” Ayudia replied with a slightly vibrating voice.

His friend looked worried and looked at the look on Ayudia's face which was also pale.

“You want bread? This I bring more,” said Heni, his friend was still offering help because he felt Ayudia did not look okay as he said just now.

Ayudia nodded slowly. His stomach was roiling badly. If he forcefully ate the bread it would definitely vomit like that. “I'm not a laper, really. Had breakfast a lot,” he replied lying.

At dawn Ayudia was breakfast at home but a little so nervous. But he had replaced it by drinking milk on the way while resting with Pak Anwar at the roadside stall earlier. He regretted that he refused hard when told his father to order rice alone with the reason his stomach was still full.

“Why not take the bus, Him? We were on the bus. You didn't come when we agreed to take the bus so don't know?” asked Heni again feeling bad about leaving Ayudia alone.

“You think you are angry because I don't want to study together so don't want to invite me to leave together again,” said Ayudia with a soft voice. His eyes were getting better but he tried to keep looking ordinary.

The conversation stopped because questions had already begun to be shared by the supervisor. The atmosphere in the large room was instantly silent and only a slick of paper rippled on the table. The leafan on Ayudia's chest was pounding nervously. This is a long time that has been prepared and awaited by him. There was no way he would budge and go to the campus clinic to just rest. He must continue to carry out the test.

With dizziness and nausea stomach he continues to work on problems for the sake of the 180. The famous problem is very difficult and demands logic and high concentration through it very uncomfortable. But in his arrogant heart he was convinced that most of the answers must be true. Until the moment he felt his body was completely uncontrollable, half of his consciousness was gone and he suddenly fell unconscious from his stool.

All the matter had been hastily done before he actually fainted earlier. The rest of the time is still long because it is true that every problem needs to be thought out carefully. Even the assessment alone if not filled will be able to score zero, if wrong will be able to minus points. So that careful consideration and false or true beliefs must be really long thought.

There was a little commotion in the room when Ayudia's body fell from her chair and Heni was shocked. Heni rose from his chair and helped with the supervisor there to bring Ayudia to the campus clinic. “Please Little Sister back to the room. Let the clinic attendant take care,” said the supervisor who was bald with the glasses.

Heni then rushed to find where Ayudia's father was around the central hall where most of the families or attendees were there. Actually he has not finished doing the problem himself, but pity if until Ayudia not awaited his father in the clinic later. It was fortunate that he could immediately find the figure of Mr. Anwar in the middle of the sea of humans. Jaga1 Not only the test taker apparently, the waiter is also a lot there.

“Pak! Mr Anwar! Ayudia's in the clinic over there, sir. He fainted while working on the problem,” he said when he was in front of the man.

Debgan face shocked, Mr. Anwar immediately rushed to the designated clinic after thanking his son's friend at the school.

After informing Mr. Anwar, Heni returned by running to the room located on the second floor. Fortunately, there is still enough time left for him to solve the problems that have not been done. Somehow, oa found it easier to work on the problem after running around and racing against the drenalin just now. Maybe because his nerves were tight at the beginning of the test and now it has loosened.

While in the clinic, Ayudia was only aware after being given wind oil on her nose and loosened also a belt that was coiled in her jeans by the nurse Mother.

“My son is okay, Sus?” asked Mr. Anwart, looking worried.

“Nothing, Sir. It just seems to catch a cold,” he said while clapping his hands on Ayudia's stomach to make a sound like bloating it.

“Well, right, bloating indeed. Wasn't breakfast this morning, sir?” ask the nurse to investigate.

“Already but indeed only a little, Sus.”

“Is his house far from here?” the nurse continued to find out the cause of the fainting of the patient.

“Iya far away, Sus. Half an hour on the road. We rode the motorbike anyway, although wearing a jacket maybe he caught a cold,” explained Mr. Anwar while stroking his daughter's head pity.

When she realized, Ayudia immediately caught the figure of Mr. Anwar.

“Hai?” the father said he wanted his daughter because he didn't want her to feel tense.

“Pak? She fainted huh?” his question immediately recalled the pieces of previous events before he was unconscious.

“Iya, She. How now? Okay better? Yuk, this has been my father bought rice wrap, spit at meal,” said Mr. Anwar who thrust rice wrap on a plate he borrowed from the campus cafeteria. Deftly the man prepared a meal for his daughter. It turns out that it contains raw rice with sauce that is still out hot. Ayudia's stomach spontaneously stirred up signs of hunger.

“Yes, He. Why if you are hungry, do not want to eat breakfast on the road? This will be the case,” said Mr. Anwar patiently without a tone of blame. He was worried about the condition of his beloved daughter. Pity also because at such an important time even fainted in the middle of the test took place.

“Normally nervous, Sir. ..If tense stomach is not good to eat,” replied Ayudia felt guilty.

“You Father bribe?” bargain Pak Anwar who was rejected by Ayudia. He also began to eat with a typical hungry child.

But Ayudia actually felt worried during filling her stomach.