Your name is Secret
Mystery of Hair Tape

"That's why mama's not cool, so grandma doesn't want to share the sadness." Marcel replied in a fiery tone.

"Too kepo is also not good Marcel." Marsya defended her mother, "Udahlah Ma, continued the story of friendship between Mama Nabila and Juna aja. I'm curious about your old mama's friendship."

"What do you want to tell Mama?" Niken remembered which memories needed to be told because there were too many memories he had passed with Nabila and Juna.

"Oh, it was mama-time"

***

"Sir, how are you preparing for your stay? everything all right?" asked Juna who was busy lying on Niken's bed while excitedly looking at the wallpaper of the city picture attached to the corner of the room.

"I've entered everything in the bag anything you want to carry." Niken replied without looking at Juna because he was busy replying to SMS with Nabila.

"We just want to spend 2 nights, why is your luggage like moving?" juna asked in astonishment after previously glancing at the bag that Niken was going to carry.

"You guys who want to pigi-teeth just bring pants, clothes and sometimes ****** did not bring it, 'em alone," replied Niken fiercely, can't accept if Juna denounces his luggage. Juna simply rolled his lazy eyeball and chose to close his eyes.

Extracurricular theater in their school will hold mental endurance training by staying at school for three days. Niken and Nabila who became members of the exkul of course do not want to miss and even can not wait to immediately follow the event. Because where else they can gather together if not for the event held at school.

Each participant can bring a friend from another exkul which of course Niken will happily force Juna to come with him. Juna initially refuses, but Niken complains to his mother and Juna's mother that Juna will not accompany him to school events. Be the mama-mama-mama's ramp forced Juna to participate.

Niken only laughed wickedly as soon as Juna came to his house and nagged like a mother out of allotment spending money.

After being engrossed in giggling with Nabila via SMS, Niken glanced at Juna who had fallen asleep in his bed. Niken chose to lie down as well and play the panda doll which became his last memory before he also fell asleep following Juna.

Mama Rumila, who was looking for Niken's whereabouts to eat, peeked out of the door of the room where the gap was slightly open. Juna and Niken are sleeping. Exhalation of rough breath.

Can they live all this? What is the future of Niken?

***

The school is boisterous. Enthusiastic happy faces colored the cheerful Sunday morning. Children who were still wearing backpacks or groping suitcases gathered in the field. Their voices are like the buzzing of bees. Buzzing all over the field.

Niken who stands next to Juna and Nabila, no less enthusiastic to welcome the opening event that will be hosted by the theater builder. Nabila who did not bring friends from other exkul was no less enthusiastic than Niken. Only Juna was still a herd standing with a flat face, occasionally raising a backpack strap that sagged from his shoulder. A medium-sized suitcase was near his feet. The owner of the suitcase was still busy chatting and did not realize that Juna had many times get amused glances because of the pink suitcase right next to his feet.

The welcoming event conducted by the theater builder and the principal was continued with an agenda of room division for all participants who functioned for activities such as eating, bathing and resting and to store luggage. Niken the one room with Nabila directly to their room.

"Jun, bring me my suitcase." Niken's orders at will. Juna who was upset just grumbled but still dragged the pink suitcase following Niken's footsteps. Niken himself only carried a small backpack.

Solid activity crept until the afternoon. There is no time to gossip and talk with friends as Niken predicted. The show was disbanded at five in the afternoon. Participants are allowed to shower and rest until eight p.m.

Niken who already felt sultry because of a day of sunburn did not waste the opportunity to drag Nabila and take her shower before the bathroom was full by other participants.

Out of the bathroom, Niken walked casually to his room, still with Nabila beside him. Wearing training pants and a long-sleeved t-shirt, Niken occasionally rubbed his wet hair with a towel. Many of their friends who go back and forth in the hallway, whether it's to go to take a shower or have finished bathing like Niken and Nabila.

"Oath, seal all my legs," complained Nabila.

"Sama, it's been a tired day." Niken also complains while drying her hair with a towel.

They entered a room that was not as crowded as before, maybe some were still in the bathroom. Niken and Nabila chose to sit around first while waiting for their hair to dry.

"Why would you like to come to this show, Nik?" ask Nabila wonder. Because Niken yesterday had nagged because Juna did not want to come with him.

"I told him he was with his mother, I said he didn't want to attend school because he was lazy. Her mother was angry, she had to come." Niken is proud. Nabila just bobbing heads. Salute with Niken who can be so familiar with the juna family and rule Juna as he pleases.

Niken touched her already dry hair and was able to be tied up. Take a comb and face the glass to start combing the hair. Once the hair had been neatly combed and collected into one to tie, Niken turned to the right and to the left looking for her hairband.

"Where did I tie my hair?" Nabila looked at Niken's call. He saw Niken who walked back and forth looking for his hair tie with his hands still holding the hair that will be in pigtails.

"Where were you?" ask Nabila wonder.

"This is where I sit" answered Niken as he checked the bag containing only powder, comb and bodylotion. Niken's hand no longer held her hair. Let him just leave the hair down, even though Niken has combed it very neatly.

Nabila who was initially indifferent to seeing Niken's confusion looking for a hair tie, finally moved. Find out where the ribbon is. They walked to the corner of the room. The entire contents of Niken's bag have been removed and no objects were found. The tables in the corner of the room to store food were not spared from the search target.

Half an hour had passed since they were pacing around looking for the hair band, Nabila had even sat down by straightening his legs due to fatigue. Niken who has been sweating on the forehead was also sluggish sitting after Nabila Somewhere the loss of hair ribbon. Missing is not a trace full of mystery.

Niken's rage tugged at her shirt sleeve, which was when her eyes caught something.

"Maha." Niken laughed out loud, Nabila who was fanning her face with her hands until astonished and glared in horror at the behavior of Niken who was still laughing while hunchback holding her stomach.

Nabila turned to the left and to the right, rubbing his arm because suddenly his hair stood up. I don't know why hearing the sound of Niken still laughing makes the atmosphere become horror. In the room there were only the two of them and soon Maghrib was approaching.

"Sir, what's wrong with you? Don't laugh, serem knows. You're not possessed, are you?" ask Nabila silly. In shaking his body Niken hope his friend was quickly aware.