
"Satria hasn't returned Sat?" tanya Nada when she saw one of her twin sons playing guitar with his youngest daughter, Cantika in the TV room.
Satya turned her head, put the guitar next to her, slightly lowered her head to look at the circular clock on her wrist. "Lho, aren't you home yet?" tanyanya was confused, because this afternoon Satria sent him a chat message that he would go home early.
"Abang nginep at home bang El bun." Cantika.
"Abang said Tika was?"
"Yes, this afternoon my brother came home, changed clothes with the same bag as well, tomorrow morning the school wants from the house bang El said, continue to send greetings also to the mother, sorry" he said."
"Oh that, you'll."
"By the way you two haven't slept yet, tomorrow's school." Tone reminded.
"It's ten bun." Satya.
"New what, sleep gih! don't sleep so late at night like this, no good."
As usual, they were unable to refute, according to tidying up whatever he had just played, then rushed into their respective rooms.
Rest and sleep, as instructed by the mother.
*
In a different place, a young man who was none other than Satria, looked pensively looking blankly at the TV he had long turned off.
Repeatedly sighing, and ruffling her hair that feels it has begun to extend, rejection after rejection by Stela made him anxious lately.
In addition to not sleeping well, he also felt like he was constantly losing in various competitions.
"Sat, haven't slept?''
" Eh, elo bang!" the answer is lethargic, looking at the brother who is now joining sat the same sofa he was sitting on.
"Why lo, I noticed from earlier lo moody mulu, Gala until told me lo kek people who are sick, lemes he said, Kinar also said that."
"Gue_ I'm heartbroken bang, just this time I was rejected many times with the same girl.''' he replied honestly.
Not interrupting, El looked at him with a frown.
Satria turned her head, after a few seconds passed the brother just remained silent.
"Why see me on that cake, want to laugh at me?"
El shook his head, "So since it's a mess, since when?"
"What do you mean bang?"
"Gue knows exactly, this is not your usual attitude Sat, I mean since when do you bring this feeling about girls, girls, it was also fitting to break up with Adel who you said love dead lo it, you did not get kek gini right?"
Satria seemed to be jerking her breath quite roughly, "This is a different bang."
"Their?"
"It's different, I can't cake it without him."
El chuckled, "This serious one just said, a Satria Aji Arsenio, the famous playboy of the universe."
"Ck, not universal times also bang, you think I'm as famous as that what?" Satria snorted in annoyance.
"Emang she as beautiful as anything, so that I can make my brother broken heart like this." El patted the sister's shoulder.
"Beautiful, eleven and twelve are the same as Kinar."
"It's time, but I don't think there's a girl prettier than my bini!" el answered, smiling at the face of his wife who never stopped making him fall in love every day.
"Ck, basic bucin acute lo bang."
"Gue I swear to God you're a fucking bloke."
"Ck!"
"So how bang, please give me a solution so he wants to be my girlfriend?" satria continued, which made El silent for a moment.
"He knows you're a playboy?"
Satria nodded.
"Lo can tell a little bit about the personality of him everyday at school?"
"He, he rarely hangs out with anyone, is a little jutek, cuey, and prefers to be alone."
"Is there anything else you know?"
"All I know is he's a broken home victim."
El gave a small nod, "You should understand why he is so Sat, I think he is too afraid of being in a relationship, you could say that kind of trauma."
"So how am I supposed to be?"
"Effort to make sure he continues, what else with the position of your self that is kekini."
"I know bang."
"So what, you nyesel now?"
Satria nodded, "What you said first was really bang, if I would mess with what I did after I actually found the girl who made me fall in love half dead."
"But for now, it's too late for Sat, just try to convince him, go to sleep! it's too bad, tomorrow's school." El got up from his seat patting his sister on the shoulder before then moving his legs towards his room.
In the days that followed, Satria tried to be more calm and patient, giving Stela more time to think.
He deliberately never again met him, more precisely always avoid, so as not to meet each other directly with Stela.
Satria now realizes that all the girls are not the same as the girls she knew before, who easily accept her love which only capitalizes on her seduction and reckless flirting.
"Bro, didn't you see that?" Andre confronted Satria's body who was about to ride his motorcycle.
"See what?"
"The beauty you like."
"meaning?"
"Elahh, pretend you don't understand this boy."
"Seriously! I don't understand what you're talking about."
"Stela, just got a guy, the kid's cake from the school next door, sure me!" it was clearly Andre who instantly made Satria clench tightly with both hands.
"Lo sure, don't look wrong?"
"That's pretty sure, my eyes are still normal times bro, there's no way I'm seeing it wrong."
Without saying anything more, Satria rushed forward her motorbike, darting away from the school area.
"Damn! why must red light everything!"
Along the way he continued to curse several times, while looking left and right to look for the existence of a man who had brought his girl pujaann.
The deg!
Satria was stunned, as her gaze was fixed on someone she knew.
"Steel?" muttered.
Yes, the girl was right in front of him, which was only blocked by three two-wheeled vehicles, which were lined up waiting for the traffic lights to change color.
"Suck!" with a hardened jaw.
*
*