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Alhamdulillah dah tak jakun tengok Chancellor Hall.


***

“Kenapa amik science stream? Kau patut sastera weh. Serious cakap.”

‘Sebab sastera takde biology’

“Nak amik medic?”

‘Tak. Saja suka biology.’

***

“Dah decide nak futher course apa?”

‘Tak. Ntah pening. SPM dulu.’

***

“UPU isi apa?”

‘Uia’

“Kenapa?”

‘Saja’

“Please duh.”

‘Sebab ada arab.’

“Kau pandai arab?”

‘Tak’

“Dahtu?”

‘Sebab tak pandailah nak amik arab’

….

“Course?”

‘Into Islamic Finance’

“Rugi. Better ACCA. Job prospect wider.”

‘Don’t care’

***

“Saya kaunselor”
‘Oh hai’

“Awak mohon apa?”
‘Finance’

“Engineering tak minat?”
‘Macam tak’

“Sains fizikal?”
‘Tak sangat’

“Saya cadangkan amik ukur bahan”
‘Apa tu?’

“Macam engineering jugak.”
‘Saya nak finance’

“Owh boleh jugak. Tapi engineering pun okay”
‘Owh Takpe, saya nak finance’

***

“Dah mohon scholarship?”

‘Tak. Banyak tak layak. Malas. Susah mohon. Leceh’

“Rugi la weh”

‘Semua sponsor engine. Finance takde’

“Mohon jela”

‘Tengoklah’

***

“Mohon utp jom”

‘Apa kau ni?’

“March intake”

‘Gila sangat?’

“Apaaaaa?!”

‘Sana engine’

“Memanglah”

‘Salah orang duh’

“Huh?”

‘Bye. Gi utp sorang-sorang’

***

“Weh Maybank ade sponsor finance”
‘Bila dateline?’
“Esok”
‘RIP’

***

‘Nak tau tak’

“Apa?”

‘Aku apply scholarship petronas’

“Serious? Accounting?”

‘Tak. Engine..”

“LOL”

‘Mak suggest. Tapi engine pilih sendiri. Dosa lawan cakap mak’

“Course apa?”

‘Ntah. Kejap check’
‘Chemical Engine dengan Petroleum Engine’

“Padu!”

‘Owh really. Lek, tak dapat punya’

***

‘Beb next week interview’
“Good luck”
‘Weh aku tak nak’
“Tak kira, good luck jugak”
‘Putus kawan’
“Still, goodluck”

***

‘Mak, tak nak pergi interview’
“Kenapa?”
‘Malas.’
“Pergi je”
‘asdfghjkl please’
“Cuba”

***

‘Weh’
“Apa?”
‘Dapat petronas’
“Tahniah beb! Mara tak dapat lagi hm. Pray for me”
‘Good luck. Weh…’
“Whats up?”
‘UIA dapat jugak’
“Choose the best beb”

***

Allah tak saja-saja letak kita dalam jalan ni. Face it
-Rahimatul

Course tu memang tak senang. Tapi dia bukan susah. Mentality.
-Anis

***

And again, sometimes love can hurt. But pretty hurt, true love won’t hurt. Well, maybe.
-Ra,2016


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