Aku Gagal Novels & Stories

Before I could explain, she exploded in rage, punching and kicking me. My consciousness began to blur, and blood flowed freely from my mouth and nose. Instead of taking me to the hospital, she dumped me at my grandmother's house in the countryside. "From now on, you're no longer my daughter." For the next ten years, Renee never visited. Her story made everyone in the room look askance at me. I felt like being transported back to that year when I was cast aside. Anger surged within me, and my body started shaking uncontrollably. "You're the real fool! Back then, I didn't have a single penny to my name, and I was so hungry I could barely walk. Where would I have found the money to buy that man

Failed I could travel the world, I forgot I could go around the world, failed I could eat free fruit, failed I became the son-in-law of a rich person. My goal failed! So many considerations, in my eyes, Gerald is the right person, he's a perfect human that fits my eyes, and God has other plans.

Arga's name is clearly written there. "Hello." "Hello," I answered sadly. "How about it, honey?" asked Arga in his soft voice.. "I failed. I failed to enter the medical school of my dreams. I failed at my goal. Even though I tried my hardest. But why is God never on my side?" I screamed. My whole face was drenched in sweat and tears. "Baby..." "I'm stupid, Arga. I'm a stupid woman. I've failed. You can find another woman who is much better than me," I said rambled.

asked Ria, curiously. "Yes, half of my family has done MBBS. My cousin just finished a year back." "Do students fail just because of marks? What if they get sick during exams?" asked Ria. " They failed my cousin in the second year because she couldn't write the exam. She got chickenpox and she couldn't come up. In the first year also she failed because of less attendance." "Less attendance?" "Yes, you need seventy-five percentage of attendance to write the exam or else they won't give you the hall ticket."

Remember, don't make any more mistakes]. Gadis didn't want to reply because it seemed, Kingkong was still typing a message. [Kingkong: You really provoked me to be angry, Pasaraya. Why did you turn my chat into a status? How childish!] Gadis pulled up her chair, slightly amused as she typed a reply.

And yet, even after all that effort, my third attempt didn't go as planned. At that moment, I felt overwhelming guilt toward them. I looked at their aged faces and calloused hands and whispered through tears, "Mom, Dad, I'm sorry. It's my fault. I've disappointed you again. I'm just a burden, holding you back." Of course, they didn't blame me. They just told me not to overthink it. That night, I lay in bed, restless, turning everything over in my mind. Crestwood University had rejected me, so now I could only hope my next choice would accept me.

“You see… Suho may not go to college. Go-eun spoke in a manner, her voice almost a whisper. “He failed the college entrance exam.” “What?” Hana slid to the nearest chair. She clasped her chest, feeling the screeching pain from what she heard. Tears fell down on her cheeks. Koby grunted, licking Hana’s face. “But he’d been working hard all these months to get there. First, he missed a try-out. Then he showed up, his arms in a cast and black spots all over his body. Now, you’re telling me he failed CSAT? No. No. this is a joke, right?”