The story of my life

My name is Muhammad Fauzan Revandi, usually called Fauzan at school and called Vandi if at home. I was born on February 4, 1999 in Bekasi. In our family, I am the 3rd child of 3 siblings. My father named Nova Santi Bachtiar Rosya worked as a private employee and my mother was named Endang Sistriani as a civil servant. I have my sister named Eva Kirana Noer Aulia who is the oldest and my brother named Vani Ahmad Ramadhan. Our age difference is quite far, 6 years and 9 years.

I don't remember a time when I was a toddler, I only remember when I was 4 years old. Because both of my parents were busy working, and my sister and brother were busy schooling. I was cared for by my grandmother named Amingsih, my grandmother's house was very close to my house, so my grandmother likes to visit to take care of me at that time. Because I was cared for by my grandmother, it was different from my older siblings, so my daily behavior was different from my older siblings' childhood, I was like being spoiled by my grandmother. But my childhood was the same as children of the same age as me.

In 2003 I entered kindergarten (TK), but I did not remember the name of the school. Because I was always spoiled by my grandmother, I became lazy going to school and just wanted to play all day. So because of that, I was transferred to another kindergarten. However, the behavior still repeated the same as in the previous kindergarten. After I graduated, both of my parents started teaching me and made me aware of the good and right things, after my parents taught me that my recalcitrant nature began to disappear. But I was introduced by my brother about the PlayStation and I became addicted to playing it, and became my hobby.

In 2005 I went to Teluk Pucung Elementary School 7. But I attended school only until grade 3, because my mother's work was far from home and we decided to move to the Depok area. In the 4th year, I entered Kalimulya Elementary School 2, I felt nervous because I was a transfer student from another school, naturally I did not know anyone in my new environment. For the next 2 weeks I became quite popular because I was a transfer student and I got the best score on math. My elementary school experience is very popular among male students, because. I am very reliable playing online games called Point Blank. And also I am very skilled at holding the position of a goalkeeper when playing football. My elementary school life is very pleasant.

In 2011 I entered junior high school 4 cibinong. Because I am already too addicted to online games, I have difficulty communicating with students who do not have the same hobby as me. However, I get friends who are the same age and as good as me. My middle school life was mediocre because I became a quiet person and my learning values were normal.

In 2014 i went to high school cibinong 4 .Attitudes and behavior i still like when last year , but i have started trying to change .I get a lot of male friends but not for female friend , i only know his name and not too familiar with them . In my 2^nd in my high school, suddenly i wanted to skip school at the time . I have 2 weeks not going to school but went to gamestation . A week later my school calling me on the phone by a Homeroom teacher of my class to call my parents to school about my behavior . For fear , i am lying to my parents about calling the invitation the school. My mother are going to come. When told by the my Homeroom teacher to my mother about me , my mother is very sad because of my behavior. I am very sorry and apologized to my parents .And thank god both of my parents are forgiven me.

In the third year in high school, I just realized about my mother correcting her back pain. Until now I had no idea because this attitude of not paying attention to me. 1 week before the exam day, my mother took the hospital for surgery at a hospital in the Jakarta area. Because I don't know the name of this area I like to choose the names of the places I visit. When I was in the midst of the exam day, thank God my mother's surgery was a success and I was returned to my home for rehabilitation, my mother was cheerful and acted as usual. Lunch my mother ate her stomach hurt, my father told me to buy papaya fruit. I do not know the sequel after my mother published this fruit because it looks fine. However, in the morning, my mother and father talked in the living room of my house, they talked like a normal day for me. After I took a shower suddenly my mother fainted and her breath felt heavy. Because I still don't understand which questions are more important, and not. I did not know what to do at that time, my father told me to go to school because I now have a test. While on the trip, I prayed for my mother to regain consciousness. A feeling that was so worrying that it was seen by my friends and kept asking why I arrived like that, I just answered why not to make my friend think. When the test starts the cellphone is collected at the teacher's desk as usual, not long after one of the cellphones on the teacher's desk goes off. I prayed not my cellphone rang but it turned out that my cellphone rang. When I received a call from my sister, I heard my sister's voice saying that my mother had died. I was immediately shocked and gave my cellphone to my teacher to tell my sister. Because of that I was allowed to go home by my teacher faster to go home. I prayed that it was a coincidence that my sister asked for this lie. However, when I arrived at the house my neighbors were very crowded. I immediately went to my house, I immediately cried very quickly when I saw my mother was unconscious. I immediately hugged my father, brother and grandmother. They are also very sad to accept this fact. For 1 hour I cried after that I immediately shut up. because I have received my mother, this is dead. My cousins ​​and neighbors were very surprised. that was me, the young man who had just spoken for 17 years was able to accept this hard reality. Maybe because I once apologized to my mother, until she was surprised because I suddenly came to her room to apologize, when I didn't know my mother had the disease. so I can accept the reality gracefully.

When I graduated in 2017 I continued my studies at Gunadarma College. I am a mediocre student, there is no desire to occupy the top grades, all standards. At the end of semester 1 my father decided to remarry so that my father would take care of him, because both of my brothers already had jobs, my father would be alone at retirement later. We agree because my father's needs are prioritized. My stepmother named siti. And after my father remarried, my brother also married. Because I was busy with my lecture, I did not know my father's relationship with my stepmother, but my father told my oldest sister, my sister, about this relationship. Not long ago my stepmother suddenly vacationed but did not invite my father. I just asked my sister about the problem, it turned out that the relationship was not too good because my stepmother was considered quite different from my biological mother. The next day on Friday morning. I happen to have no class schedule and do ordinary activities like playing and so on. I asked my father if he had breakfast and he answered already, then I continued my activities until suddenly, my father complained that he had a headache. He told me to call my sister to get home from work immediately. Because it was time for Friday prayers I immediately got ready to pray and gave headache and warm drinks to my father who was having a headache then, I went to the mosque. When I arrived at my sister's wife's house at home to visit my father, it wasn't long before my sister arrived home and wanted to get ready to go to the hospital, because we thought that my father was just tired we would eat before leaving. Suddenly, my father was unconscious before entering the car, my sister's wife immediately asked for help from neighbors to help my father get into the car and be rushed to the hospital, along the way I immediately panicked fearing the incident of my late mother happened again , when I arrived at the sister's hospital and my sister's wife took care of the hospital papers and I accompanied my unconscious father at the Sambal hospital mattress reading the sentence of creed in his ear. For 2 hours I continued to recite the creed until my father's sister arrived at the hospital and told me to take a break. Not long ago my cousins ​​arrived at the hospital too. When I was examined by a doctor, he said "I can't find out what ailments have been suffered, it's possible to experience coma Soon my sister came to the hospital from her job and asked to replace my father's sister to recite the creed to my father's ear. For the first day my sister and I were going to stay at the hospital and for the next day my brother's turn. The next day my father's breath was not as heavy as people generally breathe, I was quite relieved to see the condition of my father at that time. One by one my cousin came to visit my father, and we told him about his condition with expressions of happiness because he was said to be normal but had not regained consciousness, I considered it a very good sign. Not long after my stepmother arrived at the hospital with her sister who was very very sad immediately visited my father's room. That night we all went home because it was my brother's turn to accompany me. After the morning prayer my older brother told me that my father's condition was normal. But at 6:30 a.m., we were called by my older brother to return to the hospital as soon as possible because my father's breath stopped. We went straight to the hospital and saw the doctor had tried to make my father breathe again. We can only surrender and pray. However, the incident was unavoidable that at 7:00 a.m., my father was declared dead. Once again we were sad in the room.

That's the story of my life.