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"Where? Any obstacles?" sam asked after Reva came back from driving Ilham to the front porch.

"Udah, really, Mas. I had a discussion also that next week is the most appropriate day." The girl threw her back at the back of the chair. Looks tired with a series of procedures that in the past three days. From the application for marriage registration, collecting supporting data and the trial to get a marriage license from the office of religious affairs in the city district.

Sam took a quick glance at Reva who still looks upset because he had applied ketus to Ilham. Yes, his instincts as a sister certainly do not accept this happening to his cousin.

Am I being too outrageous?

Wasn't I not much different from the boy. It's just that the universe is still shutting down my deeds and leaving no real traces like Reva.

"Why, Mas? Your hands still hurt?" tanya Reva looks anxious for the sake of seeing Sam with her eyes closed like enduring pain.

Sam opened his eyes. Once digesting the question Reva who was misinterpreting his face. Far from his thinking. "Not sick. It's just that he lifted the gini," as Sam tried to raise his left hand, "it's kind of painful."

Yeah, following Reva's thoughts doesn't hurt. There's no way Sam's gonna be honest with what he was thinking, is he.

"Oh. Has been rummaging rich' nahan sick that."

Look. Even he who is being hit by problems but still thinks about the circumstances of others. Too bad a girl like that has to experience something like this.

"Ah, time' yes, is it?" hug Sam clumsy while rubbing his hand. Get well soon, part of me, let's finish the mission quickly. I don't want to bear the burden for too long.

Reva doesn't respond to Sam anymore. He hugged the body. There was a regret so great attacking him. In this case, only his family and the family of Inspiration who knew of his pregnancy. How did his friends respond? How's school? How's his future? Not to mention if her stomach is growing.

This burden was enough to shake the young soul of Reva who was still not thinking about something this detailed. Menagis he did. Regretting is like no more use. It's all been happening. Can not be elakknya anymore because in his body has grown a small creature that already has the right to live.

A few days ago, he ate a young n*nas. Hopefully, he will no longer find the disappointment of his father and mother. Don't worry about school or the environment. Until the night comes back. However, the reaction he expected did not come. Making him frustrated and yes, crying is a way to reduce the burden on his head a little.

Finding Reva silently hugging the body, with both cheeks that had returned wet with tears, Sam sighed. The heaviness filled his chest. To be honest Sam was also confused about what way to cheer Reva up.

"Rev," call Sam as he shifts his seat closer.

Reva did not answer. Just a quick glance then back at his position.

"What are you still thinking? You should go back to school tomorrow. My mother said, you've been skipping five days."

Reva let out a long sigh before answering Sam's question. "I'm afraid my friends know, and then stay away from me. I'm. I'm afraid of school." For the next fear, anger, hate began to fight until a small sobbing occurred and then turned into crying. He covered his mouth with one hand so that his cries would not provoke the busy mother behind.

"Keep, what's the difference with you weekly alpa, gini? It will actually provoke your friends to ask your condition, right!"

"I'm not ready, Mom."

"Until when?"

Sam still spoke as softly as possible so that Reva did not thirst for support from the closest people. He also had to arrange his way of speaking so as not to make Reva depressed.

"You didn't experience it, Mom. It's heavy on me."

Reva now sat staring at Sam fiery. "Sooner or later, they'll know! And I don't know what to get rich with. Not until I get to DO from school. I'm scared, Mas!"

Soon Sam embraced Reva's trembling shoulders. The girl came back crying. Even from Revi, Sam knew that as long as he was in the hospital Reva would not leave the house. If her common sense did not work out well, these three days the girl must have refused to go take care of her letters. Luckily the girl was able to defeat the fear to improve her future. Marrying.

Only a pat on Reva's frail back could Sam give as support. He said nothing to advise his cousin.

Sam can imagine if his behavior used to be fatal as Reva experienced. This must have been the image of Nada at the time.

Just imagining it makes a rumble in Sam's chest even more makes his eye pelukur blurry because the pressure from inside his eyes flow without he can prevent.

"Sorry, Nada. Sorry," he said unconsciously.

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"Click," said Sam carefully because he found Kusno who was sleepy on the porch chair.

Kusno who felt called suddenly gathered his consciousness. "Eh, Sam," he said as he fixed his seat.

Lack of sleep and the many problems that come to him make the 46-year-old man often experience it, lately.

"Why, Sam?" he said while stretching his hands. For a moment closed makes his position not good so that his body feels uncomfortable. "Sam," he repeated because Sam never spoke.

"The Reva Problem, Paklik. What is Paklik's plan for his school Reva going forward?"

Be careful Sam opens a serious conversation after last night thinking about how Reva's school continues.

Kusno was silent for a while before exhaling a long breath. He shook his head and looked at Sam who was waiting for his answer. "Definitely Reva will be dropped out if the school finds out, Sam," he replied resignedly.

"E. that's Paklik. As far as I know, Smaba now has a rule that allows students to continue their education until the exam takes place. Only, students who are in quotation marks cannot participate in activities at school. So, Reva can still learn and do chores from home."

Kusno frowned at Sam's words. For a moment, then the mangosteen. It was unthinkable to get there. His thoughts were too complicated until he forgot about the policies of each school was different. However, if he had to make a confession with the school, of course he would bear the shame. In fact, very embarrassed. Whom are?

Kusno summarized his face while the contents of his head suddenly turned around. "I'm confused, Sam." Covering from the school is also certainly not an option. Because sooner or later, the news will reach the school.

Kusno looked at Sam. There was such great hope through the face with that slight frown on his nephew. There was no smile on that face. "Please, yes, Sam." Just a little twinkle please come out of the net belongs to Kusno. Like the load on his back was reduced.

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Sam came to Smaba with Royan. Royan was so surprised because Sam was suddenly excited to submit a reunion plan that was discussed some time in the alumni group. A brief explanation but not to reveal the real thing makes Royan understand to want to visit the school where they studied four years ago.

Here they are. Completed the plan to file a small reunion on the school. Without Royan knowing, there are other interests that he wants to ask directly from the students.

"Not surprisingly, Sam . You're gonna spend some time for nemenin I'm making a cake event submission like this."

Sam slightly pulled his lips. "You think I'm workaholic. Sometimes entertainment is also important, right."

"What a hand you have, Sam."

"Yes, it has to be like this. So disabled people. Fortunately, we now have a matic motor. If you use a clutch, obviously can't."

"Not what a flaw for a moment. The origin of valuable assets is still ok," always Royan makes Sam laugh.

"By the way, opo" said Sam then scattered again.

Royan sneered making Sam chuckle. "Yeah lhoo, trust wes. Moreover, now he has become a boss, just a subordinate order. Crotchless. Cuan flows, work is done."

"Boss pa'an," said Sam, disapproving of Royan's comments.

"Because, right. You boss! What's the name if you already have a business and just pay the work." Royan further tempts Sam to fill his journey to the main hall from their motorcycle parking lot.

"Not to overdo it. Boss is the boss of the workshop. That boss has business everywhere. It has a cool office. Have agencies in big cities, promising business_"

"Not to go that low, be it. Kaya' is not the Sam I know." Royan rattled Sam's arm, making him chuckle.

"Yes, emang. Where there's a boss his hands are dirty as oil."

"Whatever, deh."

"No believe? Yesterday I helped the kids, you know. Ask them."

"Alah ndabul (nonsense)."

Makes Sam even more laughable. They both arrived at the living room for visitors. From there, Sam was directed to go directly to the student room as well as the publicist of Smaba.

Yeah. Back Sam met Mr. Koni made the two actually hug for a moment after Sam knocked on the door and said hello.

"It's really you, Sam!" Mr. Koni laughed as he continued to pat Sam on the back loudly. "Come from the gate what jump the rear fence?" it made Sam and Royan laugh.

"Healthy, Sir?" said Sam who still received a light clap from Mr. Koni.

"Healthy," said Mr. Koni while breaking his embrace." What's your hand, Sam?"

Sam grimaced as he rubbed the Sling arm," falling off the bike, sir."

For a second Mr. Koni again shook his head slowly while smiling. "Brokers can fall too? Motor racing has fallen many times. But always okay," recalls Mr. Koni remembering once found Sam who finished motorcycle racing. This time he changed to look at Royan who was still mesam-mesem meaningfully. "You're Sam's gang who jumped the fence, too" guessed Mr. Koni as he pointed at Royan and laughed again.

For a moment they threw jokes at each other. Until Mr. Koni asked the purpose of Sam and Royan's visit.

"So this is it, sir. Because two months is left. We intend to hold a reunion for alumni of the year 20xx. And here we include the submission letter, sir. "

Mr. Koni opened a paper map containing a medium envelope and the letter intended by Sam. At first glance reading the contents of the letter, the student teacher who was concurrently as publicist approved Sam's request. Because the event will be held choose an outdoor theme.

After coordinating weighing various places, forms of events and so on, they returned to chatting casually. Until Sam ventured to allude about order in the present. When the opportunity arrives, Sam tries to inquire about the hidden purpose of his arrival.

Mr. Koni explained casually. Like a conversation in general. But so help Sam to find a way out for Reva's problem.

"Yes, it's no secret anymore. There are many cases of students getting pregnant outside of marriage. A bunch. Not just in private schools. There are also state schools. Until the policy for students who experience this is no longer allowed to do learning in school. Unless the learning is done at home."

"But, stick with school monitoring as well. Maybe in the past, it would be directly in DO, right. If not anymore. The curriculum changes every year. Every year there are certain changes in regulations. Because the minister also changed, not."

"But that doesn't mean the school justifies the behavior, it certainly doesn't."

"Here of course learning at home is also a mental punishment. From there, students will be able to learn from previous cases. So, the hope is that there will no longer be the same case."

"Eh, we're having a long conversation like this. Sorry-sorry, yeah." Mr. Koni laughed to see Sam and Royan who were seriously listening to his speech.

While Sam and Royan did not fade to review the smile. Feeling that their other goals had been met, they only spoke to each other through blinking eyes. Then they decided to go home.

Sam came home feeling relieved. Pak Koni's story leads Sam to convey what he just got to Kusno.

Relieved, at least a gray future for his son is now not a prolonged fear anymore.

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