Rapa & Cleona: Keeping the Heart
6. PMS Women That Sucks

After dinner they all gathered in the gazebo behind Leo's house, enjoying tea and snacks to accompany the chat. Cleona actually wanted to go straight into her room, but Papi was not allowed to, and that forced Cleona to be in their midst.

Sitting on the gazebo divider while feeding the fish under Cleona did not make any sound at all. Not disturbed even though Rapa continues to raise jokes about him who has been pouting since. Today he was really bad mood, lazy and just wanted to cry, but Cleona was confused about what to cry about and lazy because of what. She wanted to scream, but Cleona could not do that, what else in the middle of her family like this. The one with her mom will take her straight to the mental hospital.

Usually he would only feel annoyed at Rapa, but different from today, because Cleona now felt lazy to everyone including her own Papa which became a place to complain and always put it on display.

“Lo why the hell, Queen?” clara asked to sit next to Cleona.

One slug the girl gave me. “Gue is also confused why today it feels so bad. Wanted to be angry, but the same who, want to cry, but I don't know what. What do I want, Tu?” cleona said in frustration.

Instead of answering, Clara laughed even curled up until the corner of her eye let out water. Everyone who was originally chatting turned to Clara, looking at the woman in surprise, while Cleona snorted in annoyance.

“PMS lo mah Queen,” said Clara in the remnants of her laughter.

“Masa?” cleona asked in disbelief.

“Try me check now what date,” Cleona obey what Clara said, see the date on the phone that she just snatched from Rapa's hand, and see what date, then patted his eel when he saw the blue circle in the number 15 on Rapa's mobile calendar. The date on which the guest always comes.

“Kok, can I forget?” ask Cleona to herself. Then he walked into the house without saying goodbye.

“Abang buyin Queen sanitary napkin dong, Queen forgot that the stock is abis. The wings, yes, Bang, fast!” a thunderous scream was heard from the inside of the house. Making everyone shake their heads inexhaustibly why a girl as beautiful as Cleona had a voice like toa mushola.

“Giliran tell me to call Abang. Ck, you witchcraft!” gerutu Rapa, who then rose from his seat, stepped out of his parents and younger brother to carry out the duties of the annoying and fierce princess.

It is not the first time Rapa came to the minimarket to buy pads. Almost every month because in his family there are more women, but still, even though it has been often, even already know the cashiers in the minimarket which is not far from the housing complex it is still Rapa still feel embarrassed.

Sure enough, he is a pure man, handsome and charming must buy a sanitary pad? But back home, there was Cleona who was even more fierce than a tiger, Clara who chattered that parrots made Rapa could not argue anything else to go home without the order of her two beloved women, who always asks for a pad. And in his heart Rapa hopes that Laura will not do the same thing as her brothers if they get the cycle later.

“Out of stock, yes, Mas?” ask one of the cashiers who had already memorized with Rapa, because they often come here even though almost every day come to buy snacks, but especially on the 5th or 15th as now the cashier has memorized what the man will buy.

“Two yes, the contents of twenty," said Rapa who was signed by the cashier.

“Where are you? Why so long? Hunting woy, I've flooded this!” the shrill sound from the buzz there made Rapa quickly keep her phone away from the ear because she did not want to suddenly have her hearing broken.

“Sabar dong Queen, this I just finished. Patience yes, dear, Brother until soon,” said Rapa tried as gently as possible.

“OK, game. The chocolate doesn't forget, does it?” ask Cleona from across the street.

Rapa smiled a little. “Gak dong's. Yes already, Abang matiin phone yes,” said Rapa still with a soft tone, then turn off the phone before the witch returned to rampage and damage her eardrum.

Rapa wonder, are all PMS women as thick and all this? Because what Rapa has observed so far seems to be yes, given the ferocity of Clara and Cleona when her monthly guests come, her tiger soul will come out. And did an older brother in this world feel what he was feeling now?

After finishing turning off his motorbike in Leo's yard, Rapa immediately entered and climbed to the top floor where Cleona was most likely. Without knocking on the door first, Rapa walked in and did not find Cleona in the room. There is only one possibility, the bathroom. Knocking twice, the door was opened and the white crackle bag in Rapa's hand was taken without permission, then the door that only opened a little was again closed tightly until it made a sound ‘brak’ made Rapa jump in shock.

“People mah said thank you if you've been followed, well this, I even made a hanger. Ck, you witch.” Rapa muttered as she passed from before the whitewashed door.

Not long after Cleona came out of the bathroom, about to walk towards the bed before her eyes found Rapa on the sofa, lying down while playing a game on her phone.

“Lo why is it still here?” cleona asked as she was two steps away from the sofa Rapa was sleeping on.

“Main games." The man replied short.

Cleona snorted in annoyance. “Gue also knows it mah. Why play in my room? Get out there!” expel Cleona.

“Ck, instead of saying thank you, even ngusir!” cibir Rapa slowly.

“Pamrih lo now?”

Rapa quickly shook his head, brandishing his index and middle fingers in the form of ‘V’ while grimacing. Giving up and looking safe is better than being a tiger that is PMS.

PMS girls are terrible, so Rapa does not want to deal with their kind and chooses to run away from Cleona's room before actually getting the rampage of the annoying PMS woman.