Puberty: Deketin The Jutek

Puberty: Deketin The Jutek
25. Be together



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Mikel Kurniawan Rahadi sat down while leaning his back against the back of the cafe chair. Look at one object sitting in the opposite chair.


“Where? Gua sure if Aya open henpon at this hour. The only time he can use to open his phone is after school or an extra class.”


“Lo sure?”


Mikel nodded confidently with his shady face. “Not without reason cave you know lo. Yes, even though the cave balloons know your purpose to win crazy bets with them, anyway.”


Since hearing Revano's complaints in the afternoon before the Wirawan twins birthday party, Mikel Kurniawan Rahadi's conscience was disturbed, disturbed, and also harassed others as an outlet for his frustration.


Not without reason. Yes, it is not without reason that he provides information as small as the activities of Fanya Fransiska to his interlocutors; friends and suspects of the person who carried out the crazy plan; Revano Aji Pratama.


That day, in the afternoon of that day, Mikel left just like that because he was trying to calm down as well as affirmation of what he had been happy that person was his best friend—Revano revealed to him, that is a crazy bet under the guise of the main position in the Tamansari children's band. He said a lot of shit, and shit. The insolent!


On the same day, Mikel also looked for the existence of the male nose bangir who was his snot friend in the party of the Wirawan twins. However, there was nothing and did not appear to be the existence of the man in the slightest.


Even so, in the end he managed to find the whereabouts of a strange person in a helmet costume had entered into the party of the two Wirawan.


Mikel knew right away that the helmet guy was Revano his snot best friend. He was angry, still angry, even though he wanted to help from that day on, still Mikel was still angry.


Then, he lightly understood the obscure game of the Tamansari children which was followed by Revano. Mikel had condemned the stupidity of the man's nose bangir when for the first time he was invited to join the Tamansari children's association.


In fact, Revano himself comes from Arcamanik— - if the original data Revano still comes from Dayeuh and not from Arcamanik, because he had to evacuate— a few weeks before he joined the band. Mikel is still not out of thought with his own way of thinking.


He clutched his own head. “Aing rada nyesel not hantam. Rada teu ngenah hate. Bego anyway!”


Revano widened his eyelids, even his pupils looked enlarged. “Lah atuh, Kel. This cave has been lo since we were still snotan.”


“Aing doesn't care. Aing only cares about Aya. Maneh doesn't mean it? Since the incident passed, even until now it is still imagined how the fear. And, because of that incident, either Aya or she was both injured.”


His eyes flashed with anger and fear, staring at the man sitting in the opposite chair. “Maybe Aya is fine, but she's ... Since you moved to Arcamanik, she's back, right? She turned back to be the Aya who—”


Depressed. Depressed is a situation in which a person feels cornered and charged with something that he feels is out of his control. Beyond his ability. And, Revano felt that way at the moment.


When Mikel, the Kekel, his friend who is getting cute and looks cool, brought up a beam of tragedy that has passed.


Revano interrupts, “Iya. Cave admit it's the wrong cave, Kel. And, the cave with its way involved others in the fault of its own cave, but that's over. Both Aya and Renan are fine, they are fine!”


Mikel chuckles cynically. Staring towards Revano right into the retina of his eye. “It's never okay. You don't know how hard it is to adapt in a new environment!” press Mikel. “Aya even lost half of his memory, Van.”


Not gloomy, but he avenged Mikel's naughtiness. “Hahaha, the most knowledgeable and the most pretentious!” insinuations.


Given how close the proximity between Mikel and Fanya at the Wirawan brothers party last, immediately made him express a sense that he himself was not aware of.


In the depths of his cold and hard heart, in the depths of his heart he was always pressured by the ego and low logic of the big new boy, deep down: he began to envy Mikel.


Mikel kicked down the table, on tiptoes from his seat, while his right hand pulled the collar of Revano's shirt.


“LO's. YOU ARE THE MOST SELFISH MAN, VAN. Since when did you become so? Why don't you try to be sensitive? You always deny the same what happened to you anjir!”


After being satisfied with his imagination that had finished off Revano's smooth face, the man known as a bule released the grip of his hand, and again sat in his chair. Reshuffled.


They looked at each other, messing with his face. One of them frowned, one of them frowned. This quarrel is a means by which both create an invisible argument.


All those bad accusations that seemed to give him a red signal. Revano can't stand it. He rose from his seat until he made the chair fall back and created a loud squeak.


He walked up to Mikel and stood to the left of the oriental-faced man, the muscles in his jaw twitching as if itching for something. Oath to the magic clam shell, Revano can't take it anymore.


“Kel, roll, help aing. Honestly ...” In the end he could not bear to tell the whole truth behind the crazy bet that when the day could be told to Mikel.


It started with Bams' plan to certify the TXT gang into a band name, as they began to be offered several jobs as band members, rather than gangs.  Until one day, exactly the day before returning to school, Bams invites all members into a challenge that plunges on the crazy bet.


At first he thought it was just an ordinary challenge, like having to fight a girl or ask for a day date. Then, Bams told about the prize, namely the position as the main vocalist and money for a gig that reached six digits.


Not only that, Revano also retells about a conversation he heard from Bams and Tara on the same day by accident. Not intentionally eavesdropping on that. Revano tells about the day and his strong determination not to harm anyone anymore.


“Gua did not know that the jutek in question Bang Bams was the Aya, Kel. Gua actually never knew and never found out about Aya since focusing on the band. The cave is really focused with the determination to convince Father and Mother of the dream of the cave, Kel.”


Mikel. His conscience began to rule over his entire realm of thought. Not to mention his carib voice that was truly desperate when telling everything without exception.


What else did he have to do to make Revano sober?


Initially, Mikel was just a fad with a cocky-tempered pretender and went up black earlier until pulling the collar of the man's shirt. However, after accidentally making Revano speak his honesty today, Mikel seemed to die of lice.


He did not expect that Revano who was known to change a lot, one of which changed his careless nature with a considerate nature.


His head turned to the left side with a pretentious look. “Sitting anjir! I thought I had ngebabuin elo. Sit there!” his orders.


However, the next thing that Revano did really made Mikel inexhaustible. He was astonished by what Revano was doing at the moment.


He knelt down, rather squabbling while staring desperately at Mikel who was sitting with his mouth gaping.


“Kel, cave please. Gua also does not want Aya why-why if until the cave loses from this challenge. About money bets and cave positions do not matter. The cave cares about Aya. He can't deket the same bastard like Bang Bams,” said Revano. “Gua ... cave wants to protect Aya this time.”


Mikel jumped out of his seat. “Vano!” His round eyes bought. “Gua says sit in your chair, yes, you have to sit anjir! How to be a belegug, anyway?”


Revano. He began to bow with a snatch from his best friend. “Yes, belegug because the cave tried to convince the elo! You will never believe the cave talk. You never believe it, Kel ..” Defending himself for his unspeakable behavior just now.


Mikel ruffled her hair in frustration. “Yes, not so much anjir! Aing shy. We're seeing people now,” is windy.




...a/n:...


...Naon sok?...


What the hell is the plot, Nas?


Honestly, I made a skipping groove. Either jump to the next three days or a week, even a month. However, sometimes Pineapple makes this chapter connected to each other. Continuation is.


Pineapples only follow instinct and imagination while writing. Btw, the idea of this story is derived from the old work that Pineapple was remodeled. The old work itself is no longer published because Nanas does not want to.


Then, Pineapple came to NovelToon. Puberty is present.