ESSAY : Peperiksaan III : Paper 1, Section B

Assalammualaikum..

Hi! Sharing is caring is what I believed so much. Therefore, I would like to update my essay for last exam that was held during Ramadhan. So, I hope my essay would inspired some of you in your writing. Of course I hope that you will find this helpful. Have a nice reading!

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It had been raining all day which had made the temperature dropped until 10⁰c. Eventhough I was wearing sweater with thermal cloth inside but I still could feel the coldness that seemed to penetrate my bone. I watched the tiny drops of rain through my clear transparent window which were pouring heavily like cats and dogs. My hands were holding a cup of hot chocolate which I love to have during cold weather. I sipped it slowly and tried to indulgence myself with the great taste of it. However, the warmth of the cup reminded me towards my Mom’s warmness by her soft touch that full of love when I was in Malaysia.

            “Anna! Wake up, it is dawn already. Go to bathroom, wash your face and brush your teeth. Then, go and deliver your pray or else you will be late.” Mom yelled at me.

            It was hard for me to open my eyes as I felt to sleepy and I could not help myself from proscrastinating. My blanket also seemed not letting me go. It was a great time for having a dream of meeting with a handsome, charming prince and….

            “Oh no!”, I almost forgotten that I need to take my SPM’s result that will be announced by the noon of that day. I hope that I would passed it with flying colours.

            I had my bath and breakfast as fast as a lightning. I thought that maybe I was the lost-forth-member of Powerpuff Girls’ team because I was sure that even those Powerpuff Girls will be stunned by looking on how fast I was. Next, I prayed to Allah and hope he will fulfil my wish.

            Then I rushed to the front door and wore my shoes quickly. As I tying my shoelace, my Mom came to me from behind. I stood up as I finished tying it and instantly she put her arms on my shoulder and said “Whatever your result will be, I will be fine. I know you had done a great job. You had struggled all the night just to face this exam. So, I will accept whatever Allah gives to us”

            “Thanks Mom” I smiled and hugged her tightly.

            It was 11.00am in the morning. The result will be announced within 30 minutes more. Soon after I reached the school with my Mom, I saw a lot of my friends were having their parents by their side. I was very sad because I knew that my Dad would not be able to stand right here with me but I believed that he was watching me and my Mom from the up there. I looked at the sky. My Mom only letting me doing that as she knew that I really missed Dad a lot.

            It was the announcement of SPM’s results. I was standing next my Mom and held her hands tightly. Then, I gazed into my Mom’s eyes, trying to gain some strength from her when suddenly I heard my name was announced as the best student with straight A1’s result. I was very happy that finally my eyes burst into tears. I thanked to Allah for giving me this reward. It was the best moment ever happened in my life when I could see my Mom’s happy face, standing proudly and gratefully beside me.

            However, the happiness did not last long when suddenly my Mom collapsed on the floor. Her face looked pale, her lips were blue and her hands were sweating cold.

            “Mom? Mom?! Wake up! What is happening?!”, I was panicked

               “We must take your Mom to the hospital. I’ll call 911”, my teacher said while making an emergency call.

            Within few minutes, an ambulance came and quickly lift my Mom on the stretcher. They brought my Mom into an ambulance and was heading to Hospital Kajang. I was in the ambulance too. It was the most horrible and terrifying moment when I saw my Mom inhaled breathlessly from the oxygen mask. She was dying.

            Soon after we arrived the hospital, a doctor and some nurses brought my Mom to the ICU. I was not allowed to enter so I sat on the bench provided outside the ward.

            An hour later…

            A doctor came out from the ward. I stood up when he walked to me and I asked, “How is she? Is she okay?”

            “She is suffering a lung cancer and I’m sorry to say that it is very critical now that we can’t do anything more to help her. She is dying. You better see her now”

            Soon after he finished his word, my heartbeat seemed to stop from pounding and my blood seemed to stop from running through my veins. It was a nightmare. By knowing that my Mom will left me forever, all alone in this world, I felt like my whole world was stopped from rotating. For all this time after the death of my Dad because of cancer too, I spent most of my time with her. Never in my life that the thought of ‘My Mom will leave me forever’ acrossed my head. I mean, I was not ready for another lost my beloved person. Not now.

            As I entered my Mom’s ward, she was not awake. Slowly I sat beside her bed and touched her cold hand gently. There were no exact words for me to say during that moment. Her face had shown everything. It described on how my Mom pretended to be strong in front of me eventhough she had gained a lot of burden on her shoulders. Whenever I heard her coughed, she convinced me that she was okay eventhough she knew she wasn’t. She did everything just to comfort me. She had prepared earlier because she knew her life would not be long. But does I know it? I knew nothing.

            I could not stand to see her burden through her face anymore. I need to do something to ease or stop her burden. So, I whispered to her,

            “Mom, I knew that you are in a lot of pain and that you might like to let go. If you do, then I want you to go. If you want to go for a better place then I understand. Don’t worry as we will be together again along with Dad, right? I love you and I’ll always love you forever. Please send my warmest regards to Dad later.” I cried heavily but only in my heart because I wanted her believed that I would be fine.

            Suddenly, my Mom could hardly breathed. She was like gasping and suffocating for the air. Quickly I pushed the emergency button. Within a few minutes later, a doctor and two nurses entered the ward and I was asked to wait outside as it was one of the procedures that everyone should obey it.

Twenty minutes later…

            The doctor came out of the door just to tell me that my Mom had gone. I smiled but deep in my heart, I was crying. Goodbye Mom. Till we meet again.

            “Anna, what are you gazing at?”, Tiara’s voice had shocked me and brought me back to the reality of life on the Earth that I was stepping. I wiped my cheeks and turned my face to her.

            “Nothing.” I smiled.

“Your hot chocolate will be cold if you does not finish it. By the way, come and join us eat some macaroni cheese.”

“Sure!”, I agreed.

On the small, round dining table, Tiara, Sarah, Amy and I were having a pleasant macaroni cheese as our lunch on that day. Living as a student who studied abroad could be hard but knowing that Mom and Dad were up there, I was not worried anymore. Plus, I had all of these lovely housemates here to share our up and downs in our life in the country of not our own. I was very grateful. Thank you Allah.

By : Dg Nur Natashah bt Armendas (5SC)

p/s : Nobody is perfect. If you noticed any errors, kindly let me know.