Lara Karina's

TROUBLE MAKER

The nickname Karin gave to her twin sister. The twins always make it. Dini and Dina, the youngest twins of the Budiwiyono family, children who were super active since childhood. Not identical twins, but like twins in general, if one is sick, then the other will also hurt even though they are far apart.

If Karin prefers to be active in organization since the time of Elementary School, then the twins are more active in any event in the neighborhood where they live and the office where you work. Like the celebration of HUT RI, the stage is happy and various types of races in the office where you work. And because they are twins, automatically always be the center of attention of many people.

Dini is calmer than Dina. She is more tomboyish and active. Often, when Dinah who makes a tantrum, Dini who hit the stone. Once when they were little, Dina made a playmate cry, then Dina went home and went straight into her room. Not long after, the child who was made to cry came with his mother to the house. Seeing Early on the terrace, playing dolls, then the mother of this friend advised Dini not to be ignorant and play together.

Dini could only shut up and nod her head. Not long after, their mother came out of the house, suspicious to see Dina coming home straight into the room. Not once did Dina act and Dini who always hit the rubber. He explained that the act was Dinah, while the one on the terrace was Dini.

My mother called Dina. "Dina, here, there's someone looking for you" called mom as she approached Dina in her room. Dina was sitting by her bed. She sat down beside Dina with a smile. His hand stroked the child's hair. Dina lowered her head while cupping both hands in her lap. Played the edge of the shirt he was wearing.

"In the future yes, it's Salma and Bu Darman ahead. Dina had to dare to face them. Dare to do, must dare to be responsible" said the mother while down, sitting on the floor. Equalizing high with the princess. He looked into his son's eyes and said, "Whatever we do, we have to be responsible, Din, face it. Tell me the reason for your actions. If it's wrong, apologize" mother's advice to Dina.

"I apologize doesn't mean we're low. It is precisely the person who dares to apologize and admit his mistakes, is a brave and great person" said the mother.

"Dina's a brave child, mom's always proud of Dina. But I will be even more proud if Dina is able to face the problems that Dina made. Yuk, we're ahead" said the mother as she stood up and grabbed the 6-year-old's hand.

Mother and Dina went to the terrace of the house. It looked like Bu Darman was sitting on the terrace. On the terrace floor looks Dini playing doll with Salma. Ms. Darman immediately got up from her seat and smiled while nodding her head.

"Please sit down mom, monggo you know," said mom to let Bu Darman sit down. "Well, this is Dina, how's Din?" said the mother while looking at the face of the youngest daughter.

"Dina's sorry Salma. You were playing cheating. The ball hit the floor 2 times. Should've changed the game. You even continue" said Dina approached Salma who was playing a doll.

Salma stood up and said, "Yes, I'm sorry I shouldn't have kept it up" Salma said with a smile. "Keep yes" Salma stretched out her little finger. With a smile, Dina welcomed Salma's helping hand and linked their little finger.

"That's dong Na. Don't I keep getting rubbed, "say Dini while staring at her twin.

Over time, many can finally distinguish, not mistakenly recognize the twins. The dini face was more rounded, while Dina was somewhat oblong. Early more calm and quiet. Dina always dominates wherever she plays.

Not only that, because of twins, many unique things happen. One time, Dina who was walking near the house, suddenly fell into the sewer of water in front of the house. She came home crying. At home, the mother immediately treated by giving antiseptic drugs after previously cleaned the wound first.

"Aduuuhhhh. mother perih bu, slow down dong. Huaaa. mother perih mother, hu.hu, periih,bu" cried Dina while tightly gripping the mother's arm. Hold the pain in his wound.

"He will be careful when the road. Already want maghrib, it's getting dark" said mother advised Dina. "Once, change your clothes. We're going to Pakde Yus' house. Madam Karin, Mas Rayhan, the same Dini has been escorted there. It's just mom and you. Let's change your clothes first" said mother.

"Astaghfirullooh. Do not let Early also fall" said the mother while rushing to the telephone table. Not yet at the table, the phone rings.

Two minutes later

"Astaghfirullooh, just called, has happened. Yes Alloh..how is this," said the mother a little panicked while putting the phone handle into place.

"It fell too, ma'am?" dina asked while wearing a pink dress patterned with flowers that the mother had prepared on the twin beds.

Mom rushed to the twins room. "Yes, Dini fell tripped while playing earlier" said the mother while taking two new bright yellow dresses from the closet of the twins. "Take this dress, Na. The clothes must have been dirty. Let me bring a change of clothes for Dini" exclaimed mother while giving one dress to Dina.

"You guys, it's the occasional henchman, the calm. I want to see you guys, too," said the mother while removing the pink dress that Dina had worn and then put a yellow dress on her youngest child's body.

"Assalamu 'alaykum... Mom, Dina, are you ready? Yuuk, I want maghrib. Already crowded you know at the house of Pakde" heard the sound of footsteps of the father entering the house.

"After sir. This is still wearing Dina's clothes. Do you want to coffee first or go straight away?" suhut mom while poking two curls Dina. A thin powder on the child's face. "Well, it's beautiful. Don't install anymore. We're about to go" said the mother, folding a change of dress for Dini.

"How did Dina wear a yellow shirt? Early wear pink, if you don't see wrong," asked the father who arrived to stand on the doorstep of his twin daughter's room, looking at the mother in surprise. Throughout his memory, his twins always wore the same clothes.

I looked at Dina who was sitting sweetly by her bedside. Little wonder the princess could sit so sweet. Usually Dina can at least sit a henchman. "Dina why?" He saw Dina slightly grimacing withstanding the pain.

"Fall in the front gutter of the house, sir. This hurts so much. Perih, sir" said Dina spoiled.

"Can't be quiet anyway. So that's it. I just had to shower for a while. Fortunately only a little blisters tuh," said the mother while inserting a change of clothes and accessories yellow ribbon that is the same as Dina.

"Ha.ha.ha. Just a little scuff. It will not reduce the beauty of your son. Where are the blisters?"said the father while crouching in front of his youngest daughter. Looking at Dina's abrasive right knee. Then blow it slowly.

"Well, you've blown it. It must have healed quickly." With a smile, I took Dina off the bed and held her out.

"This father. Wounds don't blow so. Mouths a lot of bacteria. Later the wound even gets worse." murmured mother while glancing at the Father.

The father just smiled, they also rushed out of the house to the next to the residence of his sister's mother, Pakde Yus who was holding a circumcision celebration of his youngest son, Bayu.

Dusk slowly approaching. Samar heard the voice of the Maghrib...