11.WEIRD BUT FUNNY

It seems Catur met Miftah this morning, and this afternoon Miftah wants to visit my daddy at the hospital. I'm a little dizzy I study and do assignments at school, maybe because I don't get enough rest. After finishing school, I, Catur, Fina, Maria and several other friends visited my daddy. 

They are always united and always try to entertain and fill my day. Not long, they only took about 30 minutes to visit their daddy, indeed they were limited because he was quite seriously ill and needed more rest by the doctor.

Looks Miftah coming, she smiled at me. Say hello to me, Catur and daddy. I don't know what he brought for my daddy various, maybe breads, pastries, milk and fruits. Really he was generous to me. And for a long time accompanying us, it looks like the adult side is starting to grow up, talking very intimately with my father.

The clock didn't feel like it was 16.00 in the afternoon, Catur and I were getting ready to go home, so was Miftah. We said goodbye to my mom and daddy. Mom gave me money for expenses, snacks and meals for us at home. Miftah kissed my mom and daddy's hands and we said goodbye together, I don't know what they thought, maybe daddy realized I was getting older.

All along the hospital corridors he teased me, trying to make me smile. Even though we had different directions to go home, Miftah waited and looked for us for city transportation at the terminal, my city was still small and city transport was still limited. If from 6 pm, everyone has stopped attracting passengers.

When we got home we went straight to the nearest shop, I bought noodles, eggs, green beans, coconut milk, brown sugar and flour. Catur really likes to cook, even though everything is still at the trial and error stage. Tonight we will practice making green bean sponge and porridge, just the two of us at home with him.

It's just that when it's cooked, the porridge we made is too sweet, let me put it in the refrigerator for tomorrow, it will definitely taste more delicious. Our stomachs are really full. 

Ting ... Tung ... Assalamualaikum.

My house bell is ringing. Who is visiting tonight like this. It turns out that Tri, he is Catur number two's older sister, actually number three is only an older sister named Dwi who died when he was born. He was an older junior high school senior, now he is in high school, but we are still familiar with us. He came among his new boy friends. It's only been a few months of dating, but it's pretty good and generous too. When we played together we always brought us snacks, usually for bribes, and disturbed the two of them chatting together on the terrace. But because it was night, he only delivered this time.

This is our habit, if daddy has to lie down and be treated in the hospital, Alhamdulillah it is still given by Allah, a truly sincere friend. You could say we never fought at all. Already like your own sister. We chose to sleep in the living room, closer to the television, watch television, chat and tell stories about each other's boy friends. I often tease them. The famous ones are quick to break up and quickly replace them. There are just things to talk about to bother me.

"Catur, Tri is hungry, what do you guys have for a snack?"

"It's in the refrigerator, see for yourself."

"Wow, make a cake with green bean porridge, it's great."

"Yes, great for fattening the body, lol."

"That Sintia has to eat a lot so that the body is not really thin."

"How thin, thin, is my body Tri?"

"Thin, tall, slim, like your body is really flat."

"Ehmmm, how can I not be slim, just a little bit in the corset. Every day dancing at school during a break from practice. "

"Lol, yes, it's finished my hobby."

I don't know until what time we talk together, and of course I will sleep earlier than them. If they must sleep late at night.

Daddy was treated for almost a week in the hospital, sometimes Catur had to wait for me at home, while I had to take lessons first. This afternoon, I have to go home from tutoring with  Dedy. He's my distant neighbor, and we're three years apart. Dedy is already in high school while I am still in junior high school. I often do it, what can I do because there is no city transportation at night. If I go home by rickshaw, the distance is quite far, so I can be kidnapped instead of getting home safely.

This afternoon, Impin invited me to sit and walk around, while chatting waiting for the next lesson. He bought me a packet of fanta-flavored candy, even though I ended up distributing it to my friends. The funny thing is, when he gave it, open one pack of candy first, uh, it looks like a heart shape. He said to me, yes in principle he asked me to date. Ehmm, don't you know that I already have a boyfriend? Yes, Miftah and I are different schools, moreover, if we go out or promise to play at the earliest, only once a week. Miftah got busy with her exams and her band. More time for band practice and motorbike racing than I noticed. But Miftah, when she finds her attention runs out, is really good. 

Never mind, I don't have to answer Dreamy feelings, just let it flow, for sure I don't want to just disappoint him. He is a fun person to chat with. I heard that Impin and Menik are still dating, even though Impin always doesn't confess in front of me. Enjoy just my best friend too.

 

Ok,  let it be friends But just as intimate as possible with him. At least comfortable to chat with. Remember where the match will not go, but if I'm still far away, still in grade 3 Middle School. There are still 10 years to talk about getting married and getting married.

Almost every day he called me, around noon, after we both came home from school. He really likes to chat, when I call with him again, I think I never run out of words. Impin, Iwan and Agung squared, there are every day they take turns calling me.

 

Sometimes mom gets to complain whose phone the hell is, it keeps ringing, the phone is just busy, later it's important that it's difficult to get in. Daddy is just smiling, daddy has run out of words, maybe teasing me. Yes, this is the story of teenager only for their puppets.

I hugged my daddy, what else can I do besides being spoiled loosely on him. Almost every night I always sleep with daddy and mom, I don't know what I think for sure I want to always spend time with dad and mom.

 

I don't know how long I can be spoiled and hug him directly like this. When I sleep I am like a buffalo, who really likes to sleep, only then will they be free to love behind me.

The next day.

Today is Sunday, Miftah comes to my house. He brought me some houseplants, usually a bribe for my mom. He is not alone but three with Catur and Wulan.

 

One motorbike for three of us. We joked, chatting casually in front of my porch. Old house with quite a spacious terrace.

 

Our favorite place to hang out. I make snacks, there happens to be bananas, and I fry them for them.

I make sweet iced tea, right? The effect of the oil stove made me wrinkled, I sat right under Wulan's chair, my friend, I thought, just relax, I hooked the comb in my hair, my intention is that when I'm not tired, I want to tidy up my hair. While enjoying sweet tea and fried banana, my hair feels pulled and combed. Yes, I relaxed, while eating fried bananas I made and I relaxed my head more and more casually.

For a long time he combed my hair, felt strand after strand of hair that he had tangled with his fingers. After feeling full and tidy, I was shocked, now why Wulan came from inside my house, who was engrossed in combing my hair. Geez, it turns out to be Miftah. Clumsy, shy and funny.

"Wulan, weren't you combing my hair earlier?"

"No, why is it Sin?"

"Where were you?"

"From the bathroom. That's Catur again ablution and we want to pray."

I just turned my face, red, embarrassed. It means that the thigh that I turn and comb my hair is Miftah's brothers.

"It's great times combing your hair Sin."

"Yes, I do you think who Sin is."

"Yes, it's okay."

"Lol...."

Wulan laughed at me deliciously. Catur, who just prayed, was confused by what had happened. Oops, I'm ashamed of what happens when I grow up I remember the moment of this incident.

Towards sunset they said goodbye to me. Yes, an exciting and funny day for sure. I don't forget to write my story today in my favorite diary, the diary of Miftah, of course. And now there is a Miftah flower which will be beautifully planted in my flower pot later. Is it possible that my relationship has been going on for a long time with Miftah, pessimistic, her name is dating Junior High School, if you get bored you will definitely find a new boyfriend or girlfriend again.

Like my previous monkey love stories. Boyfriends are determined from close friends, if the gang has changed, so will his girlfriend change.

 

Oops, just a boy friends. Tomorrow is August, I have a dancing competition, a gymnastics competition and certainly homework assignments from school and my tutoring place are starting to pile up.

"Sin, let's eat quickly, haven't you written the homework yet?"

"Yes Mom, just a moment."

"Daddy's been waiting for here."

"Yes Mom, soon."

I close the agenda book first, finish eating and then check the school books and homework for tomorrow, afraid that something will be forgotten and I haven't done it yet.