Puberty: Deketin The Jutek

07. Puberty Child

His pouting face was so tangled, the mother was made to worry because she saw the tangles on the face of her eldest child. Per second, the eyes of the two women who had the status of mother and child met each other.

“Kak, he said he wanted to go to the house, why is he still at home? Will it not be a slumber?” ask the mother to her child.

“Mother!” he said with a surprised tone. “Gi–Gimana, Bu?”

Landed to sit next to her well-dressed daughter complete with a small sling bag. “How's kok? Strange brother, deh. What are you, anyway? Since returning from meeting Kyla yesterday, this sister seems to have bad news. What the hell is it?”

Her appearance is like a girl who wants to meet the idol, but her son is still a teenager esempe. So, there's no way that's happening so fast. They sit on a long sofa in the front room of the house, a special guest room. Looking out there from the open door.

“Ng–Neither, Ma'am,”. The corners of his lips curved stiffly. “Nothing. Sister just ... Mom, what mistakes esempe children can be forgiven?”

“Why suddenly ask kayak like that, Kak?” The mother then fell silent, trying to understand her eldest child who seemed to be thinking about something. “Example what is the error like?”

“Like disturbing a friend, take away their privacy, and have a bad goal to his friend who does not deserve bad things, like that.” He was silent for a moment. “Kata temen brother, this person wants PDKT with someone, but why brother does not capture his purpose for PDKT, huh? More to him this has bad intentions,” he continued.

“That's not a mistake, more to plan to disturb people times? Like you ever did to Fanya.” Inserting a ruckus in his sentence, his intention was joking but his daughter even pouted. “So I have friends like that?” A little surprised by the words of his daughter.

The girl nodded. “Bu, big brother did well to not make Fanya in a condition that harmed him. I know for myself, right, if this brother is sincerely friends with Fanya? Brother just wants him not to be a shy kayak before, Mother also knows for herself how Fanya.”

“So, it's about Fanya? Brother jealous if Fanya wants PDKT same as a man? Brother likes the same guy, yes?”

“Ngak. Not like that, Mommy!” argue it quickly. Puckered her face, Hanalya looked at the mother who was also looking at her. Then, Hanalya slowly recounted the things that had caused her to be disturbed, making her mind uncomfortable because she thought about the bad of the man and the worst possible thing that would happen to her friend, Fanya.

Hanalya approached towards her mother and immediately hugged her mother's waist. Two women of different ages were sitting in a position to hug each other. If it is in this mode, Hanalya is in need of support. It needs to be supported even though the girl has not spoken about her plans.

“Sister friends have a point, you guys are still esempe, and the possibility of a prankster that wants PDKT is the same Fanya. And, sister is too worried too much, could aja the man was already like the same Fanya,” reply the mother. “If it is true that the man has bad intentions, I am sure he will not do so bad as a woman he likes.

“Usually a child your age is indeed being frenzied by people he likes, or acting annoying because you are in the puberty phase. I like to get attention. Children who have entered puberty, adolescence, he will rebel from his usual attitude.

“Although bad behavior is not entirely understandable, but because teenagers your age are in the puberty phase, so we have to understand it a little. The puberty period is the moment where a person will try anything to express himself, to discover who he is. Self-discovery period and trial period which will end up being an unforgettable experience.”

Hanalya fell silent while tightly frowning the mother. “Destination sister left today to Fanya's house, Mom. Brother wants to hear him the story of who exactly the guy ngeselin, exhausted at school he jutek really. After school yesterday also did not stop talking to her, Mom,” he lamented. “Sister doesn't want Fanya to be sad just because of that bad guy.

“Btw, Kyla story about the guy: they're one school, Kyla's the same guy. Well, said Kyla nih, Mom .. The guy was naughty and his slang was the same high school boy who often had problems.”

The mother is still listening. Occasionally rubbed the shoulders of the dominant eldest girl similar to the father. Hanalya is the female version of her father. However, such traits are easily dissolved in the mind that make it fret itself is a trait passed down by the mother. So, when Hanalya behaves like this today, the mother is only able to support and listen to what is disturbing the mind of the eldest girl.

“Keep, what's sister's plan?”

Hanalya untangled the two pages while she opened a smile that made her narrow eyes shrink. “Consecret!” the answer. Chuckling merrily as the mother frowned, it seemed that the fairy of Hanalya's life had been disappointed.

“Perinya Hanalya don't frown, dong. Later, after returning from Fanya's house, I promise you I will know. Deal?”

The fairy of life smiled. “Deal!”

He pointed his little finger as a symbol of the covenant. As soon as he pointed his pinky, the firstborn grinned while frowning the two.

“Whose same go? Dad hasn't come home yet, and I can't take you there.”

“There's free ojek, Bu.”

“Who?”

Hanalya smiled shyly. “Si Bule's. He went to Fanya's house, but he himself did not want to go into Fanya's house, he ngusulin himself for anterin brother. Strange in the hell, unsettling!”

“Hush! Not good to talk like that,” remembers the mother. “And again, you guys are still not able to ride a motorbike without a SIM. The danger! Take an online taxi or ojol, Kak.”

“Really here home Fanya?” ask Mikel, making sure that Hanalya is not mistaken. Pointing to a two-story house that is no stranger in Mikel's memory.

“That's! I've been to Fanya's house many times. Not like you who said once a school was also the same Fanya, until you do not know his home address, anyway?”

“Indeed the context of ever one school is absolutely mandatory should know the home address of each, yes?”

“That's! Kan, if you know each other's address can glue together silaturahmi, Le.”

“Mikel cave name, open Le. Okay-okay you call the cave Kel, Mik, is this Le? Lele mean lo?”

“Sini, Le, game! Come in with me. Meet with Fanya,” urged Hanalya without heeding Mikel's previous complaints.

“Moh!” Refusing. “Gua wants to go home, and take the cave motor parked by the house lo.”

In the end, Mikel relented and he himself pressed the doorbell of the house that was allegedly the residence of Mr. Ferdiansyah. Mikel relented because of the ultimatum Hanalya had given him. Regarding his father and sanctioned driving without having a SIM, Mikel lost. The two men who came here together stood side by side in front of the gate that reached three meters high, maybe more, with ornaments of lion faces made of iron.

“Loh, who are you looking for, yes?”

“Han, the cave has told you before, you sure this is Fanya's house?” whispered Mikel while looking down.

Hanalya was in front of a step from Mikel who had already moved since pressing the doorbell. “Yakin, Le!” Hanalya.

The person who had just come out approached the two people was astonished. “Fanya? You're Fanya's friend?”

“Iya, Aunt.” Hanalya answered quickly but carefully. “Here really is Fanya's house, right? Aunt still craving? I'm Hanalya. Win Fanya eighth grade time, Aunt.”

The one who came out towards the two of them was a woman, seemingly the same age as Hanalya's mother. Looks fresh, young, and beautiful. This woman smiled kindly.

“Ah, true too. Aunt has been to Fanya's school. Sorry, but Fanya's house is over there, son,” he said as he pointed towards the house next door. Then, he looked in the direction of Mikel. “This you, right ...” He's Kekel, isn't he?

“Oalah, sorry Auntie, we got the wrong house turned out, hehe. Thank you, Auntie. Sorry, yes.” Then, after saying it Hanalya scurried without pulling Mikel along with her.

“Excuse me, Aunt. We pamit,” added Mikel after leaving Hanalya. “Greetings to Vano, yes, he returned today?”

“You're really Kaka's friend?” Astounded. “Who are you? Don't tell me you're Kekel?”

Mikel chuckled in shame. “True, with Kekel, Aunt. Sorry to make pangling, I am indeed more handsome since I associate more with Nunu than Vano, hehe.”

The woman who was allegedly the mother of Revano Mikel's friend pat Mikel's shoulder hard, just so, the mothers if they behave so because they are so amazed. “This child! Never changed, still kepedean when your skin was not this clear, Kel.”

“Children are now puberty, huh? Mommy becomes confused with Kaka, and her brother, Kaka rarely comes home lately. He should be home every Saturday night, Kel. I don't know what made him not want to go home.”

“Same, Tan. He also rarely ajakin Kekel same Nunu play again. It's just Tara who often ajakin we play now. Tara said, Vano does not want to be friends again with Kekel.” Mikel chuckles. “Double atuh, Tan. Vano it if playing would have gone out on Monday night, or not nyamper to Kekel house, Tan.”

“Udah bujang aja you guys, yes. Potang-based free play also until the main kemaleman play it.” This woman shakes her head. “Keep, what are you doing to Fanya's house?”

“Ah, want to play anyway, Auntie. If not invited to his house first, Fanya ogah come and play out.”

“Iya, since the Kaka moved, Kel,” said Revano's mother. “You and your friend who just took care of Fanya, yes, at school. She's more fussy than you know, Kel. Mommy hope you guys are friends with getting along, yes.”

Mikel fell silent. Then, the screeching sound coming from the house next door made Mikel and the woman turn her head. “Kekel pampit, yes, Tan. Greetings to Vano if he's home.” Mikel greeted the woman before leaving.