KEEPING SECRETS (CAN YOU?)

Eps. 48 Be thankful

“Thank you brother. Brother can just go home.” Diva told Bethoven after the car stopped in front of the gate of his house.

“I'll take you. And I will say goodbye to your mother.” Bethoven said firmly, making Diva unable to speak anymore to refute it.

They got out of the car and entered the gate after being opened by the guards. The night was very late.  But the Diva's living room lights are still on, indicating the occupants are still awake because they are waiting for their daughter to come home.

Diva will knock on the door asking to be opened. But Bethoven's arm pulled him and prevented him from doing so. Diva turned her head and looked at Bethoven as if asking what was wrong?

“I want to ask you before I meet your mother tonight.” Bethoven.

“What's a brother?”

Bethoven remained silent. It was clear to Diva, this handsome young man in front of her was thinking something.

‘Oh no, does he want to kiss me?’ Inner Diva because it is remembered in the movies that she often saw when a girl was escorted home after prom night. Instantly the mind was swept away. “Ga may, ga may brother Betho will do that. but..”.

Suddenly Bethoven crouched down with one knee touching the floor. His head looked up at the face of the Diva.

“A-what does sister Betho do?” Diva asked in confusion, while trying to pull Bethoven's shoulder to stand up.

“Ma-can you be my girlfriend?” Bethoven suddenly said.

Gluey!

Diva was stunned and immediately swallowed her rough saliva. ‘I was shot tonight? Whoaaaa..’ Inner Scream Diva. Mixed feelings, between happiness and confusion.

“Diva, please be my girlfriend. Because I love you.” Bethoven said again.

“Nggg...” Diva is still confused to compose a sentence to answer the sentence Bethoven.

“Please...” Very softly pronounced Bethoven. But because the night was late and the atmosphere was so quiet, the soft sentence that begged was really like a mountain of semeru that encouraged Diva to immediately answer with one word ‘Y’.

“Kak, please get up first. Don't be like this.” Answer the Diva later.

“You answer Diva first. Accept my request and repay my love for you.”

“Come brother, don't be like this. please sis.”

“Jawab used to be Diva. I really love you as sincere as my heart.”

“What's up? I'm confused.” Diva said confused and then bit her lower lip. Then he turned towards the door taku Minah came out and saw this condition.  “Aduh sis, please wake up first.” The request again while trying to pull Bethoven's shoulder to get up.

But Bethoven flinching.

The diva takes a deep breath and releases it slowly. He tried to get his heart in order before answering.

“I don't reject sister's love, but..”.

“You received my love?” Bethoven's question confirmed his hearing with a sparkling face.

Diva just fell silent while staring at Bethoven's face intensely.

“A-I don't reject brother's love, but. but I also can't accept brother's love. At least not for now.” Diva said again. And after saying the last sentence he was finally able to breathe with relief.

“What do you mean?”

“Eeng &U.. Sorry brother, honestly I was so happy when I heard my brother say love to me. But ma, uh mother has asked me to promise her.”

“What promise?”

“If I won't date before I'm seventeen.” Answer Diva lirih.

‘Surely I love you too brother, and want to date you. But sorry I had to keep my promise to my mom.’ Jrrit the Diva heart.

“Are you honest with me about your promise?”

“Of course. Be patient, all will be beautiful in time. It's only one year short and I'll be sister's boyfriend. For a while we will be friends only.” Obviously Diva.

Bethoven limply stood up and looked at Diva as if in disbelief.

“Share the feeling of sister's love, and I will also keep this feeling just for sister. Let's just say this is a test of our two loyalties.” Answer the Diva again.

Bethoven took a deep breath. He felt weak, back in this hanging state would torment him every day.

“Good Diva. Will you prove that I am the most deserving of your heart because I mean it to you.” Bethoven was finally able to think clearly. He was willing to wait a little longer.

Clamps.

“Eh you guys have arrived.” Minah after the door opens.

“Iya tan, sorry because the show finished very night.” Bethoven Sahut.

“Thank you son Betho has delivered Diva to home safely.” Say Minah with a friendly smile.

“It has become my obligation aunt. I am now going home aunt. Divas. Assalamualaikum.” Pamit Betoven then.

“Waalaikumusalam.” Answer Diva and Minah together.

Nabila, Diva and Minah have sat together at the dinner table for breakfast. Diva chatted at length about prom night last night. Minah and Nabila were enthusiastic to hear it.

“Already, already, let's have breakfast first. Cold hunt.” Cut Minah. “Rarely we can have breakfast with rich gini.” Further again.

They took turns to take rice for breakfast. Just now it was Diva's turn to stand up to take the rice, her phone ringing. Actually from earlier the sound of a cellphone sign there is an incoming message continues to sound but ignored by Diva.

Diva saw, it was Cherry who called her.

“Halo, Assalamualaikum.” Sapa Diva's.

“Waalaikumusalam. You know ga Diva, your photos and videos this morning have entered the trending topic number ten. I really did not expect the photos and videos that I took on my personal account to be trending topics and have now been watched more than a million. Wkwkwkwkwk... Really I did not expect to be a post I could..”.

“Stop, stop, you are this early in the morning already nyerocos long rich train, until I got dizzy hearing it.” Cut the Diva, because she's having a hard time catching what Cherry means.

“Makanya open my messages dong. You are, I have sent more than five messages none of you read.”

“OK, okay. I see a message first yes.” Answer Diva.

Moments later, with the phone still uninterrupted. “Whoaaa! Is this really Cher?”

“Totally. You check my account.” Reply Cherry.

Diva then hung up her phone. He hasn't opened a Cherry account yet, his phone's been ringing back. This time it's Dodit, one of the creative teams called him.

‘Tumben so early this one creature is awake?’ The inner wonder of Diva. ‘Pasti is very important.’

“Halo, Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumusalam. My boss, look at me, our yutub. His subsribe had already broken through one million two hundred. I don't know why this can happen, which we certainly managed to become a famous yutuber. Hahahaha..” Dodit is very excited.

“Ah time Dit, new feeling yesterday I checked the number is still three hundred thousands?”

“Totally. Try my boss check it out for yourself.” Dodit answered with his spirit.

“Eat first Nab.” Sergeah Nabila who saw his daughter was not so take rice to eat.

“May soon mah. I have something to check for a minute.” Answer the Diva with a sparkling face.

Her phone connection has been closed, and now she is checking yutub account and Cherry medsos account.

“Whoaaaa?!?! Really. The number of subscribers this morning has been one million and five hundred. Asssyiiikkk Shouted Diva excited while prancing around.

“Heh, heh, Diva. What the hell are you?” Bentak Nabila's.

The prom night may have been a blessing for Diva and Bethoven. Their popularity has made the coffers of money pour heavily into their pockets. Become an ambassador of several famous products, guest starred in many talk shows or reality shows on television, and others.

Of course, everyone in the world will be born with two sides in balance. At the time of popularity because of the number of fans and income will certainly be accompanied by the number of people who are not happy or on social media is better known as a million haters. They appear out of envy, spite and jealousy.

“Anjrit! What the fuck are these guys? It was as if comments were like this, you trashy human!” Diva mengedumel is not careless while reading the comments column from her medsos account and vlog.

“What's up, son? From earlier I was looking at you cringe constantly.” Ask Minah while folding the clothes she just lifted from the clothesline.

“Iya Diva, you do not nag directly from earlier. Do not let your activities in social media disrupt your school loh.” Nabila Timpal.

“It's mah, mama just read it yourself. They are so easy to say I am fat, pansos lah, only modal face without brain and others.” Said Diva with a manyun face, while handing her phone to Nabila.

“Hey, the number of comments up to three thousand? Hmm, already very famous you huh?” Excited Nabila then laughed seductively.

“Mamah, her beautiful child is again irritated even teased.”

“Hehehe, yes mama apologize.” Nabila replied, then she read some comments on Diva's phone.  “Actually you should always be grateful to God because of this situation. No need to be angry.”

“How not to angry mah? Diva has tried to give her best always said.” Said Diva with the tone getting higher.

“Look at my dear daughter. My mom has experienced this too. As long as they only speak bad words about mama, gossip, mama will not take a headache. Just relax, just let it go, because there are ustadz saying they say bad things about someone without proof that it is a reflection of their own life, or at least they are usually just that.”

“Meanour name?”

“Yes that means maybe envy why they can't do what Diva did, or maybe envy because they can't get as Diva got.” Answer Nabila. “Again, try Diva thought, if there were no haters who commented badly would Diva fans not be provoked to defend the Diva so that there was a comment war that made the number of comments to thousands?”

“True yes mah?” Diva began to understand the advice of Nabila.

“That many comments are for just one short post like this? This can be a blessing for you, as long as you can memejamnya so that these comments do not backfire. If it works well, this will boost your popularity. And that means cuan.”

“Iiiih mama, cuan only!”

“Because, mamah bekanda. But mamah suggests that you can always be grateful for every thing that happens to you. If that you feel too heavy, complain to the above, Diva still has Allah Ta’ala right? He set it all.” Advice Advice while stroking Nabila's hair with love.

“Iya mah, Diva understands. The higher the tree the stronger the wind blows. We are only assigned to try and pray, and then be grateful for everything.”

“Good. Mom's son is getting older now.” Nabila smiled happily, then frowned Diva lovingly.

Seriate…

Sorry Good-natured and not arrogant readers very many typos