Trying To Be Faithful

Warmth

Some come, and some go. That's life. Puput has returned home in place of Angela who has been gone for good. Now Puput has reached the age of adolescence, his uniform has changed to white gray.

Puput's simplicity led him to attend a flagship public school, where his students compete using their intelligence, not the parent's connections. Entering the school has only one condition, which is sufficient brain.

"Congrats yes, my dear. ." - Uuuuhhhhh." With anxiety Akhtia hugged Puput as she got a letter from the school that she received there.

"Congratulations, yes. You're a great one." The god shook Puput's hand while giving a gift.

"You're great, son. What do you want from papa?" asked Raden while hugging his second daughter.

"Wouldn't do anything, Pah. I already have everything. There are Papa, Mommy, Brother, Adek-adak, Brother, and also Kak Dewa. What else to try?"

Raden smiled as he stroked the head of the Puput.

"Ih, don't cry." Hugging Hasna. The woman was crying happily for what her son had achieved. Given how their lives used to be, Hasna did not expect to be at this point.

"Mother is proud of you, son. Thank you, yeah."

Puput nodded softly while crying in his mother's arms. Only Airlangga who at that time did not say anything to Puput.

The house is warm and full of joy. But that doesn't mean they forget who's gone. Every Friday night, they will hold a jasinan together with all family members including workers. On Friday Airlangga gave food to be distributed to the poor as alms in the name of Angela and her baby. That was all Airlangga could give Angela.

Regret is the most severe punishment in the world. No matter how much redemption we do, that sense will never be lost and there will be a lifetime of accompanying us. What's worse is that we can't turn what's gone by.

After the ospek or introduction of school for a week, today is the first day of Puput learning. Classes are no less comfortable than private schools. Nice and neat bench, one bench, one table, for one student. Refrigerated room. Also a competent teacher.

"Good morning, kids."

"Morning, Sir."

A teacher who was so young entered the classroom. He is Rizal, Puput's homeroom teacher.

The break hour arrived. The children began to stretch after studying so seriously since morning. Some of them are still rereading the lesson, then discussing with other friends. Some start looking for friends, and some go out of class.

"Hi." Someone greeted Puput.

"Hi too."

He reached out his hand, "I'm Imas, you're Fogged right?"

Puput welcomes Imas hand with a smile.

"I'm also a dong acquaintance."

Puput and Smile.

"I'm Saodah, you're Fogged right? You who?"

"Gold."

"Okay, Imas, Puput, what do we do now? Study again, or go to the cafeteria?"

"To the canteen, why study again? Could blow this brain. Mending a break just let fresh, we need ammo to face the next lesson." Apparently Imas was a very chatty person. Many talk.

It was the beginning of the friendship between the three of them. Since then, Imas and Saodah, as well as Puput always go everywhere together. Doing chores together, to the cafeteria together, also playing together.

During the second break, the students took their cell phones in a special room. They have to queue like they want to pay spp.

"Your phone is great, Put. Idiiih, the iPhone?"

"Well, can I ask you something?" ask for abscess at dinner.

"What, honey? A laptop? A car? Or do you want to go to a good place? Oh, aye. Let's call the teacher home so you can focus on learning."

"Not papa. Why try a car, a laptop, there's everything."

"Keep what?"

"New phone."

"Handphones? Got you broken?" ask Akhtia.

"No, I'll change, brother."

"Replace what? That's the latest release, Put."

"It is precisely because this is the latest output, so I want to change to an ordinary mobile phone. I'm embarrassed to know. The other cell phones are ordinary, even some do not have at all."

"Ih, weirdo!" Akhtia.

"If the phone is ordinary, you can also buy it. Tomorrow I'll take you to school, yes, we'll buy."

"Asiiik, you are good."

"Mother, I also want to buy a new pencil dong," whined Nay.

"Emis it broken too? Or want to buy something worse like big sister Puput?"

"No, I want a good one. Temen I have a pencil case that has water but does not spill. Dalemnya there are small fish. I want to."

Hasna frowned because she did not understand what kind of thing Nay wanted.

"Aaaah, I know. That's the message on-line because buy it overseas, unless we go there. Later Tia pesenin Deh. Well, Shaki what do you want?"

"Want nothing, I want to focus on taekwondo training, just want a championship."

Airlangga and Akhtia applauded, followed by Puput and others.

"Control with your trophy is already a lot of tablets, Deck," said Dewa.

"The championship this time in Thailand."

"What's? Dong international? You're choosy?"

Shaki nodded confidently.

"It's time to get into the international scene. If it's just the district or provincial level it's not his class anymore" said Airlangga proudly.

"Great of you, Deck."

"When is the time?" ask Akhtia.

"Two Weeks more. Papa and Mother will take Shaki there. Maybe we'll take Nay with us too. You all stay at home well. We have to take care of each other. Especially you, Airlangga. Take care of your brothers."

"Ready, Pah. I will take care of them and the house" Airlangga said. He glanced at Puput while smiling sumringah.