Trying To Be Faithful

The ojol?

The day after Airlangga's graduation, Raden invited his family to lunch together at a fancy restaurant.

"Congratulations, Bang."

"Thank you, Deck."

"Mother is proud of you, Bang. Where out can work directly. It's so great to know."

"Don't be so nice, Bun. You're embarrassed."

"But what your mother says, papa is proud. Papa wanted to ask him to let you work in his office, it turns out you can even work in a better place. Congratulations, yes. Papa is proud of you, son."

"Thank you, Pah."

"Oh, yes. How's your school, put?"

"It's normal, Dad."

"Masaan ...." Achtia.

"Sister!"

"Spirit dong, Pah. He had a crush at school. He said it was so nice to pinter. That's it --"

Puput silenced the mouth of Achtia.

"Yes, Pah. She-she". Akhtia is still trying to fight to avoid the hands of Puput to tell the secret of Puput.

"Not funny!" Puput upset.

"Ha ha ha. Yeah, yeah." yeah." Achtia poked her chin, the girl immediately turned away. Airlangga lost a little happiness when he heard the joke of Puput and Akhtia. His appetite disappeared instantly.

Raden and Hasna were busy flirting with Puput, and with Achtia. They ignored Airlangga and also ... Deities.

The god only smiled cynically hearing if Puput already had a crush. He chopped up the steak without even eating it.?

"Anger school anther starting today."

"Why? No ah, how will anyone see?"

"Why really? Is it wrong if there's a sister who wants to go to school?"

"No, not that. But then you'll know who I am."

"We're riding a motor security guard. Let's just pinch it first, and tell your friends that I'm a motorcycle taxi driver."

Soup laughs.

"Akal Abang no-anyah yes, weird."

"Somely bro really want to nganter Puput. Can you bring a motor?" ask the cynical god.

"Can be."

"why not all the lists so ojol just let the disguise is perfect."

"Well, that's a great idea. Pah, buy me a two-wheeler huh. Don't be expensive, cheap."

"Eh, Bang. Ojol now the bike is good. Why is it cheap?"

"Well, if I use papa's motorbike, it looks really strange, Dek."

"It's not a papa motorbike either, the time is yes bring BMW. So unruly. I mean, I bought a mid-level bike. Hayabusa, or H2, or ...,"

"Sadly-sir." Airlangga cut off the words of his sister, Akhtia. "I'm asking for a regular bike, Pah."

"Papa agrees. Papa is calmer if your Puput is the shuttle rather than taking public transportation. Later in the afternoon papa buyin motorbike."

"But, Bang. You're going to start work, time to pick up Puput? How's your job? Schoolchildren come home in the afternoon, while you're late."

"That's gonna work, Bun. If you can't, then maybe you'll ask to pick up another one."

"I'm unemployed, I better not be?" The god volunteered.

"It works too."

"It's just, like, your own company."

"Eh, why is it?"

"You two why the hell would you want to nganter Puput? People can suspect you're again grabbing the bustle know not the hell?"

"No!" Airlangga and Dewa simultaneously deny the words of Achtia.

"I am getting suspicious."

Airlangga and the gods are wrong. They both try to calm down and control themselves.

"Tia .. Don't talk like that. Not okay. You guys are sodara, how can you like each other as the opposite sex."

"Sorry before, but Puput is not papa's flesh. Emmm, this, sorry-sorry yes not how-how but Puput same brother can get married right?"

"Religious law permits, but papa's blessing does not! Okay, but again discussed, this is a warning for all of you, at home there will be no status changes. You're all papa's children, period."

Achtia nodded despite her lower lip advancing a few centi.

"Why even talk about it anyway. I still want to go to school, want to go to college, do not want to think about dating. Okay, I have a guy who is more decked out than the other guys, but what's wrong? He can be a good discussion buddy."

"Mother agrees. You're okay, son, if you have a crush at school, a boyfriend is okay. Your youth should be colored but. If only a close friend can make you better, why not."

"Cieee who's got an ijo lamp for dating." Akhtia mingle Kuput. They act like cats and rats.

Hasna fed her last fried rice while glancing at Airlangga who was stirring her tea, ignoring the breakfast that was still half a serving left.

"I'm leaving, yeah." Puput left first because he had to take public transport, the time he needed to get to school was much longer.

Meet with friends, prepare stationery and talk a little about the homework given by the teacher yesterday.

"Good morning, kids."

"Morning, Sir."

"Eh, that's Mr. Rizal's shirt why I'm so cute. Not rubbed is not washed?" Imas whispering.

"Not washed."

"That's an old shirt. That's why it's shabby" said Puput.

"What time?"

"Sssst, no. We will discuss later, now it's just that Mr. Rizal said."

"Since the school has often held charity events" he said

"Kok said, anyway, sir?"

I'm new here too, just like you."

"Oh, new students too."

They all laugh.

"Typically charity is the distribution of food to those around us. For example, parking lot, scavengers, or others. So, later we will be a joint venture of five thousand, the rest will be subsidized by the school and donors."

"This school has donors too, sir?" ask Puput.

"Of course, although the country but usually there are only those who contribute. Time is rejected."

Frogs like getting a brilliant idea.

"Sir, sir, I'm also a poor family, sir."

"Huuu." The voices of the students.

"Later there will be a special from the school, we will give the same to those who are considered worthy of receiving."

"Eh, he said exclaim tau. We'll have a day off, we'll all be involved in the cooking. So we're at school from dawn, but the committee is even nginep loh."

"Times?" tanya Puput did not believe what her best friend said.

"Ih, put. What world are you living in anyway? This school is famous for."

Well, how do I know, people have been living in holy prisons. Tremor of the Frog in the Heart.