An Autobiography Moch Zaenal M

    My name is Mochamad Zaenal Mutaqin. All of my family used to call me “abang” or it can say “Brother” or “Bro” or some kind like that. I live in one of the big city in Indonesia, Bandung.  I was born in 1991, April 30. I just have two brothers. I am the second child, in the middle of their mistreated. I grow up in a very simple family. We lived move from one house to another house. At that time we have not a house which belongs to us yet. So we rent a house for we lived inside. My dad was a seller, any kind of thing that my dad has ever sold, any kind of food, and so on. Till he gets the remains job in PDAM then he had well enough salary so he can build a house that we live in now. My dad is so kind, there is no other good daddy like him for me in this world. But my old brother was not as friendly as dad, when i was in elementary school he was so emosional person. He often angry to me if i did some mistakes even a little mistakes. I remember when i teached by him then i can not answered his question he throw at my face a book. I was so afraid to him, but a good thing at that time is i could be in rank 1 in the class. I could get a good value in the class with my brother’s helped. But it was not a long time, in 3th grade my brother was busy with his own bussiness, he could not teach me anymore. By the time, my value in studying decrease slowly, i just played and played at that time. I was not a smart boy.

    Thanks god i can entered the state of junior high school. The junior high school that belong to the state has a good enough quality. But still without my brother’s help i could not be a smart boy. In a first grade i only got in rank 12, but i was proud enough. Junior high school was the best memory that i have ever, i have so many good friends, girls or boys, they are so kind. I was so close with one of my friend, his name is Tito, he is my friend in elementary school too, we sticked together till junior high school. The diference between us is he knows much about love, about girl, rather than me. I knew nothing about love at that time but he has a girl friend in a first grade. He is my best friend, the best friend that i ever have. Unlucky i could not in to the state of senior high school, we have not good enough value. So i joined in a private school, unintentionaly so on with Tito, he joined in the same school, so we have been stick together till the senior high school, but not as good as i imagine, our friend’s trip was failed, we have one more friend, his name is Dika, but in the second grade Tito and Dika have diference idea, we walk by our ownself, but i don’t know why i stay with Dika and stay away from Tito. It was the begining of my bad attitude, with Dika i was be a drunkard, my value in learning sure decrease. But again thanks to good, i pass the senior high school.

          I pass the senior high school but later i have no job at all, i was be unemployment for a year, i though every day about my bad attitude and i stop it all. A new year come, i tried to enter some university, and i accepted in UIN, now i just try to keep focus in my study, i just want to be a succesful person that can give something to my parent, give so many pride to them. And i have a sweet girl in my life, i will build my future with her from now, i always try to learn as hard as i can, i do not care about the result, the important is the way how to get it. I know the best future always waiting for us.