THE BLESSING OF PICKPOCKETING
REJECTION OF THE LOVE OF LITTLE GIRLS

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Putut looked at the soft face that was lying on their bed. Amie his wife was sleeping well after lunch. The woman's stomach was distended with the age of her pregnancy which stepped on the eighth month

Soon he will meet their children. The results of yesterday's checkup the baby is no breech. The head is down.

Midwives in the pregnant gymnastics room taught Amie to restore the breech baby's position in the womb by lifting the pelvis as high as 30 cm from the floor. 

Amie should be in a supine position with knees bent and feet retraced. 

Amie is recommended to do for 10-15 minutes, as much as three times every day. 

Amie and Putut also do voice therapy.

Amie and Putut always diligently persuade their baby to move to the position they should. That's what they do routine. Especially Putut. He whispered continuously on his wife's stomach wall.

'*This is the little girl who expressed love to me when she was fourteen. Girls who are still in eighth grade or second grade Junior High*?'

Putut recalled two days before his departure to Bandung, Amie, the name of the little girl came to his house. Putut who was reading under the sapodilla tree in front of his house was shocked when Amie was already sitting next to him. 

“Mas, so the day after leaving for Bandung?" ask Amie at the time.

“God willing,” replied Putut without taking his face away from the book he was reading.

“I want to talk seriously can?” ask the little guy without hesitation.

Putut shocked, the child who just went up to eighth grade wanted to talk seriously. Putut closed his book and turned to look at the innocent face of the little girl in front of him. 

Very sweet simple girl. Putut is the one who values others most indiscriminately. So when there is a little girl who wants to talk seriously, then she takes it seriously too. 

“What do you want to talk to?’

“I want Mas to be my girlfriend, and not forget me when Mas is in Bandung later.” Without hesitation Amie expressed her intention. The ABG boy made Putut surprised.

“Mas can't, you just went up second grade SMP ‘kan? You learn hard. Mas aja who has graduated from High School has not been courting intentions, when you even want to have a boyfriend?” 

Putut tried to answer subtly so as not to hurt the feelings of the little girl in front of him.

“I know, I'm a kid, but Mas wait for me. Wait until I can be an adult. I will always be faithful waiting for Mas to come home from Bandung.” Reply Amie with certainty.

“Cannot. You don't have to wait for me. I'm too old for you. And I waited too long for you to grow up!” push Smooth turn.

Amie turned around and ran straight home.

Since then Amie never came when Putut went home, even though his house was behind Putut's house. 

If Amie wants to leave the house, it will always pass through a small alley on the edge of the Putut house fence. 

Putut so sad to remember he ever refused the love of his little wife.

Then Putut remembered, he returned to Jogja to pursue his love. But at that time he was devastated when he knew Amie would marry his best friend when High School.

Amie married Angga on her birthday. 07 - 07.

Putut can no longer hold Amie. But fate brings Amie in his arms.

The story of Amie's love disclosure until he was married to Angga is exactly the same as the old song that Putut's father often plays. The song is titled *Don't Cry Joni* from singer Conway Twitty. (who is curious to find the song on youtubb).

In February Amie lost her baby and husband in an accident after a pregnancy check. 

Then Amie interrupted her soul. Putut who has worked at PT TELKOM Bandung directly come to Solo. And at that time with the blessing of his parents Putut decided to resign from the office to take care of the people he loved.

His parents did not forbid him to quit his 'only' job to pursue the widow's lost love.

Putut recalled the first time he was in the hospital when he saw Amie who was depressed. Amie didn't want to talk to anyone and didn't want to hear anyone's orders except her voice.

Back then in the hospital, Putut's phone shook, he came out of the room to receive a call. 

Amie who came out of the toilet did not see Putut immediately ran to look for him. Of course Ragil and Jhon who were inside the room were shocked. 

Amie who did not find the figure sought, of course, did not want to be held. Putut unconsciously walked away from several rooms from Amie's room. 

At that time his work friend in Bandung asked about the file that could not be opened so that a little long Putut guided the friend to open the file in question. Putut did not resign at the time. It was the first time he went back to Jogja to visit Amie in Solo.

When he came back from the phone Putut saw Putro was preventing Amie from continuing to leave the room.

“Where to?” ask Putut.

Without turning or looking at Putut, Amie instantly calmed down. He went back to his room and got into his bed with Ragil's help.

Bu Pratiwi Putut's mother noticed the calm reaction shown by Amie after hearing Putut's voice. ‘*Bener kowe Nang, if we go home now, of course Amie will be hysterical looking for your figure*,’ inner bu Tiwi at that time.

Since then Putut remembered Amie's brothers asking for his voice note.

“Put, I asked for your voice note,” mas Jhon tetiba had such an idea.

“Make what Mas?” Putut is certainly confused. 

“If it's midnight or tomorrow Amie's fussy dawn, I'll listen to your voice let her calm down,” replied mas Jhon. Putut then sent a voicemail to Jhon mas number.

‘*Bobo again yes RA*!’

‘*Mas PU here, you are calm yes, bobo again*!’

The two messages were sent by Putut to Jhon. In addition he sent the shalawat he was chanting. “Set aja shalawat this when it looks like he wants to wake up Mas, let it be a bit quiet.”

“Your call is special huh?” jhon Goda.

“It was not intentionally created by us. At that time Amie was only fifth grade in elementary school, as usual she was happy to follow me wherever I went."

"That afternoon I was reading a silat comic under a jackfruit tree in the back of the house. Amie sitting on the swing."

”Mas, your name is nek calling it abbreviated exactly the name of a woman,” said little Amie.

“You mean Cil?” Putut called Amie CIL from the word child (meaning small ).

“Nek called in front of him PUT, ‘kan like mbak Puput whose house at the end of the alley. Nek called detake TUT, ‘kan like a boulek Tuti.” Amie replied while chuckling.

“*Iso wae kowe Cil. Yes kowe do not call abbreviated, ben ra koyo women*.” Putut replied as he continued reading the comics. Putut said, you could be Cil, yes you do not call abbreviated, so not like women.

“I ‘kan never mentioned your name. I if you call ‘kan only Mas. But if I shorten, I will call mas with the name Mas ‘PU’ aja, let it sound dashing.” Little Amie expressed her opinion. 

“*You*.” Answer Putut. It means it's up to you.

“What Mas PU do not want to make a special name for me?” ask Amie plain.

“Do I make a special name for you? Not very useful,” Putut murmured.  

‘*Huge fun little boy*,’ Inner Putut at the time. 

An irritated Amie immediately walked over by slamming her legs in annoyance. 

“RA.” Call Putut. He called Amie ‘RA’, a fragment of Rahmi. Because the Amie name is a common name that everyone is familiar with.

Amie turned around and smiled hearing she had a different call from Putut.

Since then they have had a special call. Not exactly a friendly call. Because at that time only Amie was fifth grade SD.

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