Puberty: Deketin The Jutek

43. Unmyeong Cheoreom's

We already know that Revano and his friends are betting on getting the lead vocalist position in their band, TXT.

They bet with one challenge, which is to approach a jutek woman, he said he had earned the nickname seven-door refrigerator girl so jutek and cold-blooded girl.

Who can destroy the woman, she is the winner.

The winner in that one-challenge bet and gets the top spot in the band, moreover the six-figure money bet. How crazy!

However, the TXT gang even betrayed and made Revano determined to get out of the TXT gang after one incident that harmed someone.

And, it made the most formidable defeat in his teenage years. To make it fall into the puddles and shadows of sadness.

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In a residential complex that has nine blocks of area, and better known as Kebon Hejo, most areas still have their own land.

In addition to housing, there is also a trading area that is quite far from the road to the back gate of Kebon Hejo.

This area, on block eight which is close to the entrance with a range of shophouses, department stores, and several buildings including schools managed by the foundation.

Ana Fransiska and her busyness as a housewife did not have time to shop for ingredients to the shopping center in the city center, so she chose the second option to realize it.

Ana requires versatile flour, refined sugar, sugar, food coloring, baking soda, and margarine; as well as aluminum foil bowls. Ana had also listed the number of items she needed on the paper she was going to give to her aide.

The adjutant, who else if not him. One and the only jobless after school was shut down two days ago.

“Teteh Aya, Mama asked for help buying materials and goods, yes, to the store in front. Mama wrote it all on this paper.”

“Mama, to Mama's subscription store is far away!”

Complaining because he was reluctant to leave the house when the sun was burning on a quiet morning.

“Kalo there's anterin, anyway, ready. Masa Aya ride on Rey's baby carriage?”

“Good idea!” sahut Ana Cengengesan's. “You use your beetle bike aja.”

Fanya. “Ih, when Aya uses a child's bicycle? Not nyampe instead had to push his bike because the chain broke or the tire leaked!”

Ana darkened her face. Not just a bicycle is the only alternative. However, Ana is still overshadowed by past tragedies.

“Teteh, in the warehouse there is a skater board has Kakang. Instead of calling it over time, mending pack it because it is impossible for you to ride the motorcycle gedenya Bujang,” chirped Ana, with terror that overtakes in her face.

“Skater board? Kama has that? Kok Aya just found out, anyway, Ma?”

“Obviously you just found out, pan, you lost half of your memory,” Ana replied inwardly.

“Teteh use skater board has Kakang aja deh, but must be careful because in the region there are many vehicles. Must obey the rules of the streets, yes!”

“Totally got the pake? I can't wear that, Ma.”

“Can. What the hell can't an Aya be? Climb the mango tree belonging to Bu Ummi from block one only you can. Mama still want your bad behavior when you were a child and played with Vano. Bu Ummi was frightened because there was a girl who climbed a mango tree belonging to him, and who he was afraid of you also got a bee sting there!”

“Climbing mango tree has Bu Ummi? When's? I never played there. This mom is scotching, deh!”

Fanya was unfamiliar with the mother's story of the tree-climbing action on the next block, technically three blocks from their residence.

“Ya, gone. Rather than my dear mama, my mama loves this nyelicious story about Aya. Please prepare the money and the list of groceries as well, all the same cloth bags so as not to need to put away a lot of stuff later.”

From the dark his face began to beaming and brightly shining on a face that was no longer as young as his daughter. Ana smiled cheerfully, she felt that she had managed to melt a cold heart full of laziness from within her daughter.

“Dandanannya do not need to be more. Do not wear skirts and wear long pants. Wear shoes, and don't—”

Fanya who had climbed the stairs grumbled with all the words of her mother who had a commanding tone.

“Yes, Aya knows how to dress, my dear mama!”

Instead of getting upset or yelling, Ana chuckles amusedly, although the look in her eyes is clearly full of worry.

“He will be fine. He's doing fine. She won't be hysterical like she used to be, yes.” Mumbles various sentences that can calm his bad thoughts as much as possible.

However, a cool white shoe even brought her brother's wheeled board without permission. Look who the perpetrator is.

Eyes narrow, lips curved upwards, nose bangir, fair skin. The recognition on his face became clearer when the heavy and hoarse voice uttered a greeting sentence.

“Hai, Aya! Tumben want to use this.”

“Eh, why bring such a bag? Ride this home?”

Also ask questions that have no ceasing.

“From block eight slide pack skater to block five which is in the very back area? Whatta surprise, if said the Kekel.”

He also chuckled so coolly, that he looked even more attractive as his face beamed and his sultry lips let out a voice of laughter that drugged consciousness.

“Kok can be here?”

Not surprised or upset, even angry, but he was astonished. The reason, the man in front of him told about his busy life during the school holidays the other day. He was busy with the gig with a famous member from Tamansari.

“You meet you.”

“Not impressed me. Thank you for meeting unimportant people in between your busy life as a musician candidate.”

“Come, I'll take home the iron horse.” He laughed as he referred to his scooter as an iron horse.

“Kalo pack this, which you have covered on the road later.”

Like an honor to lift a boarded object that has wheels on the front and back as much as two. It was like a dream when the girl he was about to meet was not reacting as usual.

“Wah, thanks for the ride,” said Fanya, “Mama is crazy, but I love Mama. He suggested I use skater Kama as an alternative mode of transportation, so as not to late nyampe to block eight which is very far from home. Mama told buyin cake ingredients in her subscription store.”

Continuing his speech on a named impulse accustomed when the one who became the air of speech was the man who he pinned the word annoying in front of his name. That sucks Revano.

Revano just silently did not intend to reply, he smiled, hearing word for word beautifully ejected from the mouth of the Jutek Fanya. He parked his bike across the street, they crossed together, and Revano led Fanya.

This man accidentally saw a skateboard, which is now held by his hand, outside the Chinese family's convenience store. Though his intention here is only to buy favorite snacks, which are around the trading area here.

However, if people say in the drama, a coincidence like meeting someone he wants is a destiny.

“Aya, later in the afternoon meeting at Lake Park, yuk,” he said. “Vano wants to talk about something. Now it is not perfect because it is only given twenty minutes to buy Mang Koko's cakwe which is given abundant seasoning, but when you see you are here make Vano want to go on a trip with you, although just anterin to doang house.”

Fanya frowned. “Yeah, Aya must be bothering you, huh? Sorry ...”

Revano quickly reply, “Gapapa. Vano is more relaxed after seeing you here after dealing with the same tension of the world Vano. Yuk, off!”

Revano was already on his iron horse, he was waiting for Fanya to ride along. Because of his speech, making his jutek girl look careless riding his iron horse.

“Truly gapapa, Van?”

“Iya, let's go up!”

After delivering the target safely to the house. After saying goodbye to the mother of his target. He rode back on the iron horse leaving a residential area filled with memories of his childhood. However, there are also bitter memories stemming from the traumatic tragedy, and the incident was of his own folly.

Revano regretted it, but in the depths of his heart at the very corner, he was grateful for his stupidity holding Fanya to remain in this environment. Although in the end, Revano himself had to leave behind the whiny girl brother of Kamaliel.

“How else, Ay. After this, everything will go back to how it was. Just prove it to Daddy and Mommy, and prove to TXT that Vano can make you mine, Fanya Fransiska.”

Revano stared per second at the house that stood majestically beside his mother's house. He immediately drove his black-iron horse across the road as wide as one car at moderate speed.

“I liked you a long time ago, anyway. Even my recklessness that ended tragically at that time was proof of how scared I was to lose you. Sorry, because Vano instead love another color in our friendship, Aya.”

Whatta surprise, citing the accent of the Mexican bule aka Mikel Kurniawan.

Fanya shook with a straight look at the object that was at a radius of five meters from her.