Open-aperture During Talkshow

A student, age 17, sits behind a curtain with dim lights. In front of him a circle of "judges" consists of two experts and two beautiful presenters controlling the event. Om's berries, aunts, moms, celebrities, college students, and other noble guests who are willing to pay dearly to book the most strategic place with a clean, neat table with a variety of soft drinks and a flower-glaring fervently behind the curtain with a chest nervous.

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Everything is polite, under control. Understandably, those present are educated people. The scent, the clink of the glass, the strains of bossanova signify their different classes. More specifically, miniature "events" are broadcast live by a television station. Witnessed millions of eyes. Certain. So it is appropriate if they feel, that his presence is very special as a citizen named Indonesia.

Yes, yes. My homeland Indonesia. Mother of a beautiful presenter who ramadhan then bothered to wake up the night to deliver millions of Muslims enjoy the introductory ceremony. Your hijab becomes a middle-class model of the city. Now, with the minimum of dress, you take the role: fitting with the show. Tomorrow's what kind of bamboo? I do not know. You're talking nagging, cas-cis-cus, lightweight without burden. The invitees responded with a gesture. There are laughing loudly while covering the mouth of his mouth with tissue. Anyway funny. Anyway light. Anyway happy. So what?

Late night. It was time for the learner to speak. Camera catch, aha! Half face covered mask like batman. A childish face, a woman, cute, a turn-heard millions of people - "I have sex since high school. With my girlfriend. Now I'm in second grade .... "Wow, wow, wooow! The presenter is an applaus, overkill. Diikutin a noble audience. Noisy, whistling. I think everyone is happy. And two "judges" (they were introduced as experts); mesam-mesem and the nods of the head shows the position of authority. One judge-felt himself important-hairy almost white, age about 45, showing his old toe up. Ces. Ladies of silence. "So the new sister is second class high school. Where does my sister have sex? Daytime or night? Until now does sister still do it? Dst.dst ... continued ...

Hua..hua! Before inviting "Younger Sister" replied. The Presenter returned to cas-cis-cus. Said it's about courtship to a fellow presenter minimal dress beside him. Diseling applause. That dating is normal. That when high school he did it too. The presenter beside him shrugged, noticing the scene "cup-cup mmmuah!" While standing attractive. Gerrr. Ladies. All happy. All happy. Young Student's sister is good, she gets support. No nervousness. No guilt. He smiled, saying aloud: "I have sex two to three times a week. Until now. In my girlfriend's place. I did it during the day ... "

"Daytime? Woooow ... Fantastic! Great! The presenter is prancing. The audience thundered with whistles. The Honorable Old Man of Hakim nodded cheerfully-like finding a hero. The more so when the student's sister insists that, "I'm always hooked. But it does not interfere with my learning achievement. I got five rankings ... "That's it. Disping ad vitamins, supplements "strong medicine", bath soap, male perfume. Then the dance-koek-koek DJ music that noisy show six erotic dancers. The lights are spinning. Time moves fast. One o'clock in the morning. The most important "word" from the Old Man of the Judge of the Seeks of Sexology came. The presenter invites her in a reverent manner while beforehand. Ladies of silence. Younger siblings remain relaxed sitting with pride-perhaps feeling as good as a hero. And the judge said: "Younger sister, sexual intercourse is normal. I'm sure you can not stop. It is okay. Provided, two important things should be noted: (1) do not get pregnant, and (2) do not let your sexual activity affect learning achievement ... "applous resonates. Applause exploded. The Student's sister is teary. Happy. The event finished with a clear conclusion.

Astagfirullah ... I turn off the telivisi sadly, with pain, furiously. There are many similar events scattered, and occupy a fairly high rating. In the book market, the "liberating" sexual themes flooded bookshops, with luxurious, romantic-colored packaging with bright melon colors: the color of today's teen idols. Posters of "free women" are contrived. T-shirts, hats, a variety of accessories with similar ideological content come under siege. Produced, simultaneously funded. Entertainment stage with lenggak-lenggok birahi made ordinary. Rhoma Irama shouted, but then shouted back with human rights weapons and made embarrassment. Taufik Ismail's poetry sung by Sam Bimbo increasingly hoarse, piercing, and strange. That's the reality of our teenagers