Princess Reunion Cost
Moan and Arinauli = Moana

"Murray!" Moana exclaimed, as she approached Butet who was enjoying a glass of cold sweet tea to cool his heart that was upset because of Moana's speech in front of the class.

"Eh, how come you're out? Is this the school?" Butet asked who was astonished to see Moana outside the classroom.

"Udah mak's. But said Tini's mom, you're told to go to the office now."

"Eh, why this? What because of Moana's mulot? Aghhh! shameful times." Inner Butet.

"Hmmmm, yeah, yok!" Butet got up from his seat, and paid for the cold sweet tea he ordered from the school cafeteria. Then the mother and child stepped into the teacher's office on the west side of the school building.

As they arrived in front of the teacher's office, Butet looked uneasy. Butet knew very well why Tini's mother called herself to the office, all that was nothing but to discuss about Moana's speech in front of the class earlier.

"Sir, masok lah..." Moana said, shaking Butet's hand.

Butet looked closely at Moana, then he let out a long sigh and looked at the ceiling of the corridor. Then he looked back at Moana who looked relaxed, without knowing what his mother would face.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

Butet finally ventured to knock on the office door.

"Yes, come in."

Tini's mother's voice came from the room.

Butet let out a long sigh and began to open the door of the room.

"Excuse me ma'am. Moana said, mom called me?" Ask Butet.

"Yes mom, please sit down." Pinta Tini's mother, pointing at the chair in front of her desk.

Butet and Moana went in and sat down before Tini's mother.

"What's wrong mom?" Butet asked, as if he did not know the meaning of Tini's mother calling himself to the office.

"Hmmm, Moana dear. Moana can wait for her mom outside first?" Ask Tini's mother to Moana.

"May ma'am." Moana Sahut.

"Smart kid. Now let mom talk to her mommy yeah," Tini's mom said again.

"Ready ma'am." Moana ran towards the door and out of the room, accompanied by smiles from Tini and Butet.

Now in the room was Butet and Tini's mother. Tini's mother, a forty-year-old woman, was now staring intently at Butet.

"Sorry ma'am, I don't want to interfere with what's going on at home. However, I just want to know Moana's psychological condition. Because as his homeroom teacher, I have to know my students' backgrounds, so I can understand and also have a way to cope with the child while in school." Light bu Tini.

Butet let out a long sigh and bowed in shame.

"Moana's just a child, ma'am?" Ask Tini's mother, who starts digging about Moana and her family.

"Yes ma'am." Sahut Butet's.

"Sorry before, did Moana grow up with the nanny?" Ask Tini's mother again.

"No ma'am, I'm the foster myself." Answer Butet.

"Oh, so." Tini's mother nodded in understanding.

"I'm sorry ma'am, if I ask a lot about my mother's family."

"It's okay mom." Butet again.

"Hmmm, look. Is it true that Moana said in front of the class, ma'am?" Ask Ms. Tini.

Butet was silent for a while, then he ventured to look at Tini's mother. Then Butet began to nod slowly accompanied by a face that looked crimson, because it held the shame.

"Good ma'am. Look, I didn't want to patronize Mom before. However, those children were such innocent and so honest creatures. Better, whatever happens with us, especially parents, do not let the child involved mother. In addition, children are reliable copycat creatures. If you can if the mother and father at home quarrel, not in front of Moana. Once again I apologize ma'am, I do not want to patronize a mother who certainly knows the condition at home. It's just, I want to say that Moana seems to know all about her mother and father." Tini's mother.

"I-iya ma'am. I'm sorry too, if Moana is too loose to talk" Butet said.

"I understand ma'am, it's okay. It's just that, in my opinion, Moana is a child who is too smart. So, it is very dangerous if he tells things like that to everyone. Or also, he is affected by the conditions at home. So he's a little hard to control in the future ma'am. Sorry once again ma'am, it's for the good of our son, Moana, too."

"Yes mom. I was very grateful in advance" Butet said.

"Okay ma'am, that's how it used to be. Thank you again" said Tini.

"Yes ma'am, excuse me first."

"Please ma'am" Tini's mother said.

Butet stepped out of the room. Then he called Moana who was busy talking to his new friend.

Moana turned her head, and walked over to Butet, along with her friend who had not been picked up by the child's parents.

"Why are you son?" Ask Butet.

"Radino, just tell me." Moana Sahut.

Deggs..!

Butet begins to suspect Moana who likes to talk to everyone.

"What story do you look like my drill?" Ask Butet again.

"Said Moana, her mother likes to cut her pet chicken." Moana's friend's chirps.

"Eh..." Butet was wide-eyed, then he looked at Moana with an anxious face. The boy seemed relaxed.

"We go home first yes deck, I'm sorry you heard what this Moana said. his rhino was cut his chicken he. I'm buying in his tax," said Butet, pulling Moana's hand.

*

"Moanaaaaaaaa..., you look like your father!" Butet complains when he and Moana just got into their car.

"Like the mother. I'm his son." Moana Sahut.

"Gee! I look at this kid. Cake gini my son, I mean this mamak you, do not you say or cake stories are the same people my son."

"Why apparently?" Tanya Moana who looks start playing games on her gadget.

"You know how embarrassed you are? Shame we say that cake is the same person. One more thing, my son, don't you hear your father. The rhino of his bagos he was incompetent," Butet said.

"The father's words are the same, 'don't you hear your mamak boruku, the rhino bagosnya what mamakmu said' that he said."

"So what did he say?" Asked Butet who started to get hooked on his emotions.

"Yes," said Moana, without taking his eyes off the game he was playing.

"Ishhhh...! look at you Moan!" Inner Butet, furious.

"Eh mama, remember me, there's something I want to ask a lot first with mamak."

"What's that?" Butet asked as he turned on the engine.

"Why is my name Moana? Doesn't it look like you're the same cartoon character?" Ask Moana.

Butet fell silent, then he leaned his back on the back of his car seat. He let out a long sigh and looked back at Moana closely.

"Moana is named after mom and dad."

"Oh yeah?" Moana looks enthusiastic and puts her gadget on her lap.

"Yes" Butet said with a small smile.

"Moanna. Moa of Halomoan. Na, it's from AriNauli, your mother's name is." Terang Butet's.

Moana also nodded in understanding.

"Well, let's go home" Butet said.

"So long ago mom, there's more I want to ask." Moana prevents Butet from driving his car.

"What else?" Ask Butet.

"Actually mom is the same father why else? why should we split up now? Why can't we just cake again. I miss you mak."

Butet swallowed his saliva, then he looked at the ceiling of his car with a face that looked so worried.

"Nantik is my story. But you promise, don't you tell people the same. Shame on you..." Butet Protest.

"Son, I don't tell you" said Moana.

"Alah, where there is. Your mouth will be broken. Your story is the same with your teachers and your friends." Sesal Butet's.

"Son... The story is mak." Moana Urge.

"No, your mouth is big."

"Sir, ish kek is that mamak."

"Radocesan story! I'm traumatized by you!" Say Butet as he drove his car and left the school yard.