1 1. My Name Is Kyra

This morning I was going to my school by bicycle. Yes, I do use a bicycle because the distance between my school and my house is quite far and most importantly it saves pocket money hehehe. By using a bicycle that I always ring the bell every time I drive so I can enthusiastically go to school. Usually I go at 6:30 a.m. Even though the entry was at 07.30 just the bell. But I was because I was diligent and couldn't sleep anymore when I finished praying Fajr. That is called a diligent child. For example, friends.

Dry ring

I rang my bicycle bell to greet a young mother who I used to call Aunty. Every morning he would water the flowers he planted in front of his house. He is very diligent in watering the plants and sometimes he tells stories about the flowers. So no wonder if I call him he will always be surprised.

"Good morning aunty," I said and kissed Aunty's hand. Her hands were soft and fragrant. Her face is also very beautiful and radiant. Friendly and affectionate. That's what makes me really love my Aunty.

"Morning beautiful child, who always surprises her Aunty every morning," he said, annoyed. I just grin. And Aunty smiled too. Rasaku, she is not suitable to be the mother of an 18 year old child. The problem is that her face is still beautiful and youthful. You know, young moms are always beautiful.

"Hehehe, don't be angry, Aunty is beautiful. Later, the beauty will fade and then become ugly like Valac. Kei is so scared huhu," I demonstrated a fearful style to add to the impression of drama. My Aunty, who heard that, immediately tugged my ear until I winced in pain because she made me happy. The problem is that Aunty is quite young. So, about joking I can think of it like joking with friends. But still within reasonable limits.

"Are you happy to make fun of this Aunty, huh? Yes?"

"Ahh aunty, don't be like that. How long will Kei's ears be ?," I said stroking my ear which was jewer aunty. Looks like Aunty has a thundering death pinch. If it's pinching, it must be very painful. Surely he learned to pinch from Mr Crab. Ituloh, who sells Kraby Patty under the sea with sponges and octopuses. There is only a round world.

"Let it be like an elephant's trunk?"

"Jeez Aunty, if you're talking use bismillah." I grumbled softly by pursing my lips. Pretend to be angry. Even though it's normal.

"Hehe, yes, this sweet and beautiful child," Aunty stroked my head. "Oh yeah, how are you? You're not acting up anymore, right ?," he asked, looking at me seriously. I just kept quiet regardless of his words and said goodbye to go to school. I really don't really like it when people ask about my family. Even if it's Aunty.

"Hey" he held my hand. "What's the matter? Do you tell Aunty about it, don't hide it alone. If you hide it yourself, the pain will get worse. We tell other people about our problems, not for pity. But so that our hearts are calmer, dear"

"It's okay, there's nothing to worry about, aunty." I forced a smile and then took the milk that I would sell at school. Aunty is most sensitive to whatever is around him. That's what makes me wish someone could become someone like Aunty. A person who loves and always understands what I feel.

I took the milk that was in the barn next to Aunty's house. Indeed I sell processed milk from the aunty family. I asked for some of the milk to sell so the money could make me eat lunch. Actually Aunty only wanted to give her the money, but since I was stubborn and didn't want to bother my Aunty, I intended to sell only part of her wares. I don't want to just stand by and expect from other people. While you can why not? Right ?.

"Alright, yes, Aunty Kei will leave later because she will be late." I kissed Aunty's hand to say goodbye. But she held my hand for a while while smiling towards her house.

"Wait a minute, the prince will come out soon,"

Yes, you must know that Aunty has a very annoying child. And I was close to her son because Aunty was my mother's best friend. Aunty loves me like a child. Her business was successful in the area where we live. He opened a home production. Even though her husband is the owner of a large furniture company. But he still wants to work without being idle. And his son just makes me angry everytime with him.

"Morning beautiful princess is like the moon," shouted someone who ran from his house carrying 2 jam loaves. Who else if not Aunty's annoying child. Every day once had to shout at me like that. Like a crazy person.

"What's bothersome morning morning. Anyway please please. That month is full of pranks. Yes, the same time you matched me with the moon,"

"How come you Kei and me, you're mean, huh?" He said while pinching my cheeks until they were red. No, the child is not the mother, it is the same as making my body red and red from the pinching of their evil hands.

"Ahuu… it hurts…. Stupid," I winced because my cheek was pinched by someone named annoying Noel. Eh not really. His name is Noel Archandra Kesuma. He's the son of my favorite Aunty. But he's the annoying human in my life. Sometimes I ask if Aunty can stand this crazy human? Sometimes I really want to slap him and scoop up his handsome face. You have to know how annoying he is.

When I was little, I was pushed into a ditch. Fall from the top of the tree. My drink is given salt. Even my underwear was hidden by him when I was in middle school. It's really the definition of a crazy man who is perfect. It fits perfectly with him who always makes me angry.

It sucks, sucks, sucks so badly.

"What ?! Stupid ?! Who's stupid, try ha?"

"Lo, you poor idiot, I want to go to the canteen and give me this milk first," I said as I lifted the milk I brought using the basket onto my bicycle.

"Here let the prince help." He held my hand and brought the basket that I brought earlier. Hearing the word prince come out of his mouth, I acted like someone vomiting. "No, I don't have to." I hold the basket. Yes, but failed because of his strength 11 12 and baboons.

"No need to comment much, let's just eat the bread first." Noel stuck his bread in my mouth. Lucknut you ferguso. Looks like his brain has never been served before so that's how it is. It sucks. Gosh, don't you guys get bored if I keep writing annoying words. Because he's annoying. Trust me.

"Utututu co cweet bingitz, this mama's child," Aunty teased Noel and me while pinching our cheeks. I think all mothers should be kept away from Alay soap operas. Yes, there is an example. Aunty Nia has experienced this. For you teenagers today, don't let our parents watch the soap opera Alay. That will endanger the homeland and the nation.

"Aishh, what the hell, Aunty, don't be like that," I said releasing aunty's pinch.

"Goodbye with Noel, let's go first, ma'am," Noel kissed her hand and face. He loved his mother very much. I just sometimes envy their closeness. I always wanted to be like that. Happy with the people we love. No need for a boyfriend. Parents are enough.

"Yes, be careful, don't go speeding, don't turn your back," said Aunty, which was followed by the two of us.

"Until he turned away, right ?," we said in unison. "Don't worry, we're not going to why why, mama people always advise us with those words," Noel continued, sitting as the driver and I was the passenger. Indeed, Aunty always gives us the same advice. Therefore we have memorized what he said. Very clear and recorded in the memory of billions of gig.

"Yes, the children, the clear, until school, don't go where"

"Yes ma already, let's go first, Assalammualaikum"

"Assalammualaikum aunty"

"Waalaikum, be in my heart," he said half screaming when we were already driving.

"Yes" I screamed too.