Niyala Love's

NIYALA LOVE'S
Works: Habiburahman El-Shirazi
ONE
WHO is able to live without love?
Which women can build the throne of the household without love? She asked herself with grief-stricken.
Nothing! The answer itself.
Unless, of people living without a heart and conscience, like a prostitute who used to live humiliating and rejected love. Even a pigeon is not blessed with a mind to receive their spouses for love. God created the universe mahklukNya is also on the basis of the will and His love. The sun, moon and stars shine for love. Ocean to accommodate all the waste and sewage that flows from the mainland in a loving way. The river flows out of love. The wind was blowing out of love. Fruit trees because of love. The flowers are blooming out of love. Dripping with honey bees love. And the origin of life on the flow of love. The source is the ocean of love of God which includes the universe. And any objects in the universe too submissive worship God out of love. Is not the worship and obedience that the genuineness of the magnitude of love born? Then why there is always a disturbing law of love?
He still sat on mat. His eyes were closed. Of the two corners of his eyes out like drops of clear dew.
Oh, should I mortgaged my life? Perceiving noble dream cast like a hooker without a defeat by lowly desires. Hollow, bitter and bitter without love. Oh! Is not it better to die if I have to hand over the crown of honor without love. Receive a life partner with a heart sore torment. Merentas new life only to drink in sorrow forever. Serve her husband without love. Forced and tortured. Gave birth to a child without a sense of pride. Above the inner anguish of living forever unparalleled.
Oh, if so, am I not more to lose than the prostitute. They drank in his life at will, at its option, even so they could enjoy a life lived in love despite the insult. But I, I will live in the shackles of compulsion and rape coal to the end! Why do I have to drink this defeat? The defeat left to live in love, embraced hatred and humiliation. Kenapaa!? Is not this the incomparable pangs of torment? Do I really deserve this punishment sepedih? What sin have I committed?
The questions were insulting and poking her solar plexus. Stone-stoning his skull. Aches, pains, sore and painful. The tears were melting.
He read again from his father's important papers that are sent by special delivery from Sidempuan. The letter which caused him to lose passion for life. And makes him hate himself. Letter that he felt like a sentence to hell dive ever. In fact, while he was waiting for the happiest day of his life, namely at the graduation as a doctor. When he wanted to drink in the sweetness of honey happiness of learning outcomes for this. As he imagined would be able to crochet beautiful days in front of the title he acquired. However, the contents of a letter from his father was like a thunderbolt which destroyed all his hopes. Suppress his dreams and love he demolished the palace built by the outpouring of the soul to meet his future. If the letter was not from his father. If the letter was not the contents, if any candidate who is called Roger was not the person. Oh, if only he was not he, but he is dust that can not be encumbered by any form of hate. His chest, but he still stared at the letter verbatim,
My son Niyala
In Jakarta
Greetings,
Sidempuan healthy father in affluent, as well as your brother, Herman. Your brother has even been working in the village office. No longer a farm worker. Soon the second child will be born. I expected you in Jakarta healthy and fine.
My son Niyala,
Dad happy to read your letter a month ago. When you proclaim will soon be in the finals to be a doctor, father wept with emotion. Too happy. Although the father did not iku contribute nothing, except a prayer. Your sister is very happy. He immediately made the show a small celebration at home. This happy news eventually spread. People join compatriot happy, because finally the remote village in the interior of Sumatra this one can achieve a medical degree from a prestigious public university in Jakarta.
My son Niyala,
In this happy atmosphere father for help to you. And my father believed that shalehah could help his father. Here's my son, the news soon You do not become a doctor was made happy Cosmas Pak Haji, chief of our village. A few days ago he came to propose marriage to my father and asked to be the wife of his youngest son, Roger. You certainly know Roger. For small time you have one primary school with him.
My son Niyala,
Behadapan with no father Haji Cosmas powerless nothing but mengangguk yes. For too many fathers are indebted to him. Your brother Herman could work in the village as well as services. And there is a great service to our families Haji Cosmas, who may only know you through this letter.
Here's my son,
When your mother died you were the fourth grade. Behold, your mother died after suffering from brain cancer. All the property which his father had then gone to the cost of your mother's care in hospital. Father desperate to save the life of your mother. At the critical saa, Mr. Cosmas who was a Sintua (assistant priest), came to offer loans. My father could not think of a long but to accept the offer entirely. Fathers had in mind when it is how your mother loved my father was very good. My father loaned two fields. Rice fields were sold for the treatment of your mother's father. But fate decided otherwise, your mother still can not be saved. At that time the father had not had anything, even the father of the house was already mortgaged. Haji Cosmas and come again to offer the loans, the father received.
Know, my son, to date these loans have not been able to pay off his father. Total debt father eighty million. Mr. Cosmas still do well not ask for interest at all. But where the father could get that much amount of money. If it has been calculated over 13 years the debt has not been able to pay off his father. My father was unmitigated embarrassment to the Haji Cosmas, but what the father did not have anything. The debt burden was like a nail stuck in the crown of the head of the father, even though Mr. Cosmas never collect. When you perform in Jakarta and entered the faculty of Medicine, is the hope that you will save the father of this severe mental anguish. Your brother Herman can not do much, he himself was hard to feed her children.
My son Niyala,
When Mr. Cosmas apply yourself to the father, he says, if you'll really be the wife of Roger, his youngest son, the father considered the entire debt is paid off. Even the father promised to dihajikan next year with him. My son, saying it was Mr Cosmas gateway to independence for the father. So hopefully, my father asked keikhlasanmu to liberate this helpless father. On graduation day, God willing dad will come with your sister. And at that moment my father would hear your response directly. If you're sincere and agreed the father would be very happy and we will immediately return with the merembug Sidempuan for this problem by Cosmas Haji family. In the land of your birth and you can serve ilmumu practice. And people will welcome you with a full Sidempuan joy and warmth.
Given the importance of this letter, the father sent a special delivery. My father did not force you, but there is in your hands the father of independence. My son, this can be a difficult choice for you, but what can dad do? Whereas early next month is a debt due him after his father repeatedly asked for leniency and the suspension on Mr. Cosmas.
So first. Forgive your father, if the letter is not acceptable in your heart.
Wassalamu'alaikum,
Your father
Rush Hasibuan
He closed his eyes.
Sick.
As there is a dagger pierced through into the pit of her stomach.
Sore.
As if there is a rusty nail embedded in his skull.
The bones ache like a crushed-crushed with a sledgehammer. And the ceiling as if falling upon him. She was a woman who suffered most in the world. Biasakah he refused in the letter? Can he see his life without freedom?
No! I might not want to force rebellious! She cried silently.
But to meet the letter and received a Roger's wife is no different from life of humiliation and misery forever. It makes no difference to prostitute themselves. Body and soul to redeem the mortgaged material eighty million for the independence of the father. Oh what a nistanya! He felt more than a whore whore. More humiliated than a thousand women who were raped evil.
It could be pure intentions, forced to marry. But conscience is not the deepest deny marriage but prostitution. Did not return for the wedding were keel eighty million dollars of debt.
"Oh woe to me, I would prostitute myself under the guise of marriage!" He wailed miserably. He could not admit that marriage, because there is no conscience in love and sincerity that go with it. Is not marriage is worship? And is not love and worship must be accompanied by sincerity in order to be accepted.
He thought he would hate his father.
"It's all because of my father!" Serapahnya.
But rush her conscience reminded that his father had suffered more than himself. His father was willing to mortgage its independence by the sincerity of her mother's love. If not for the strength of his impossible love he had to sacrifice all, including independence. Is not all that debt is essentially mortgaging their independence? Suddenly his face is gaunt, elderly, bones protruding and eyes filled with tears present in his mind. No father, my father is innocent! Specifically in the liver.
Then who is responsible for the plight of being on him like a wild wolf's this? Oh, if only it's not the name of Cosmas and Roger, of course he will not be dropped hate this state. Cosmas! Who does not know the name. Sintua which is now converted to Islam. Yes, almost everyone in his village rejoiced in the rich Sintua to Islam, and a year later direct pilgrimage. But he did not. Ordinary. He only had enough to say hamdalah hear Roger's father was her creed. Although he did not know the exact motive Islam. But clearly the former Sintua was converted to Islam before the village election took place. And it turns out, after which he was elected as head of the village. But he felt no need to see what his motives. What is important to Islam and he said hamdalah. That's it. Points. And there is no feeling whatsoever in his heart. Happy or not, the same. Ordinary.
Then Roger. Goddamn name. The name that always turn on the embers of hatred and anger in his heart. How could he would give his body to the human soul that rancid, although Roger he has been familiar with the youth in his native village mosque. Is it too much to hate Roger, he did not know. What is clear is that whatever will be done Roger would not change his views. Roger was rancid, the most bastard bastard in this world. Point! Either the miracle that God sent down to Roger that could change his view of himself.
He still remembers, as a child, while he was in fourth grade, how Roger who was already in sixth grade in the garden almost menggagahinya school. She almost lost her purity. Fortunately there is help and caretaker menyelamatannya. And Roger's crime he could never forget for life. Roger hatred ingrained and will not fade even though Roger was transformed into a prophet though. Itulah hatred of a woman on a man who had tried to do less teaching and claimed the honor.
Especially when he returned to Sidempuan two years ago, he got the news that is very painful. He visited the house of his best friend, Hesti. However Hesti no. Instead he met tragic story Hesti. Flowed from Aunt Hesti story that makes her heart sore. Hesti now selling themselves on Brastagi. And that makes Hesti Rogerlah prostitution. Roger Hesti impregnated with the lure will be married and made a mansion. It turns out Roger was none other than the wolf-headed man, he did not want to be responsible after staining Hesti. Hesti family did not dare to sue for what is done roger. They are all afraid of the monsters who stand behind it Sintua youngest. To close a disgrace, Hesti mengaborsi abortion. He carried off the wound to Brastagi and treat the wound with melacuran themselves.
If it was Roger has now been converted to Islam and repent, of course, the first time he had to do was show tangungjawabnya to alleviate Hesti of the black valley. He could not imagine the pain of wounds Hesti, sebangkunya friend in elementary school it's sweet and innocent.
If he wants to be let go Roger's wife, whether the wound Hesti not going to get worse? Hesti grief may not because the bastard managed to marry veiled women are nothing but a loyal friend Hesti own. But the pain may be due Hesti see how stupid one who has tasted Niyala higher education in the capital, even the highest in the village, until the creature falls into the arms of Roger rancid. And that a painful wedge in pikirannnya, whether his father and brother did not know it all? Do they not know who Roger and what he has done?
He was puzzled to find the mastermind behind the cause of the coming sorrow was ready to pounce. Suddenly she felt she was the cause. Yes, she was the cause. Why he should be born a woman? Women often have to surrender to fate. And why did he have to face gorgeous, so many wolves after him, including Roger.
Slowly he got up and stood in front of the mirror. He looked at himself. Suddenly anger membucah coals in the chest, "No! Rogues like Roger Niyala no right to touch! "
But at the same time his father's shadow comes with a thin face and tears as if to say, "Please, merdekakan father's son! And is not married to Roger's propaganda? Do not be prejudiced on Islamic motifs Roger and his father. Roger married you may chance to Islamize many people. They are rich and privileged. You can preach well in the land of your birth. And you also can help the little people in distress. "
His mind was frozen. Her lips were numb. Ditancap top of his head like a nail.
But suddenly he was rebellious, "Is not dakwawh is the source of love, Dad!? Is married to other than Roger, marry a cleaner in his view, not preaching!? "
In her eyes her father burst into tears. He felt very guilty had dared mebantah father. Moreover, the sudden Tadzkirah (advice to remember) Ustadz Hasbiyallah ringing in his ears,
"Street preaching is not easy and smooth, steep road preaching was full of obstacles, full of briers and thorns, storms often come off. Walking on the road preaching requires great courage and sacrifice! "
He continued tergugu alone in the room, he thought the war continued to rage until dawn call to prayer sounded the strains of lilting.
TWO
Ever since receiving a letter from his father's, Niyala not have a zest for life. He thought hard for days. Searching out the best way to free himself and his father from a state that's heartbreaking. But he also did not find. He must make sacrifices, or his father should he sacrifice by refusing that request outright. But the deepest conscience as a kid who loves his father did not have the heart to do it. Moments that graduation should be a moment of very happy to be turned into the most painful moments. Perseverance during this study will not make him happy. Suddenly she felt desperate to get on with life. Ah, if he had eighty million of it will be easy for him. But where he can earn that much money. He only had a savings of two million, and even then he had promised he would lend to Azizah, the sister of his class, to pay semesterannya.
Niyala pensive in his room. Since the arrival of the letter, he rarely left the room. He isolated himself from the outside world. Dozens of incoming sms but he did not reply. Indeed, humans are weak. He felt it now. There are times when people really could not powerless nothing. Like himself. Like them, thousands of girls who were raped by the evil. Usually just moaned and cursed with feelings of sadness are not measurable. Hand, foot and body have all been locked. Dark world.
He felt a hand gently wiped the tears that melted on the cheek.
"What is my child? Why are you crying? Umi seen already four days you seem sad and bury the issue. Umi no one can help my son? "
Her gentle voice made her realize it. He stammered. He tried to smile even though her lips went numb.
"Em ... no Umi's okay. Niyala okay. Just a little sad Maesarah remembered. "
"Maesarah college friend who died a month ago it was?"
He nodded his head.
"Oh no what about Umi. Indeed, death came to me regardless of age. He said Maesarah not hurt anything. He died just after dawn prayers with his hands still holding the Mushaf. "
"Maesarah off with a very young age. When he was at the peak of his achievement, waiting for graduation as a graduate of the Faculty of Medicine this year's best. Yes to God at the time of doing noble deeds. After prayer and reading the Qur'an. I envied him Umi. Suddenly I missed him. I want to catch up Umi. Somehow the days I want to die like him. "
His voice trembled. At that time he wanted to die. Because sometimes the death is a solution to many human problems. And often death to be considered the most appropriate choice and happy.
"You do not say so, my son! Life and death are in the hands of God. Considering the death really good. But you do not expect a no-no way. Your future is long. Your life is still needed by many people. There are many servants of God who will need help after you become a doctor later. Then ask God that you are blessed with long life full of blessings. Because that's the best of human life. "
The words of a middle-aged woman she called Umi can not be made to stem the tears. In her heart she answered, "Umi true. Currently there are waiting for a helping hand, which is my biological father alone. And precisely because I was not able to lend a hand, then I would prefer to die in peace after Maesarah. And because I was afraid of the long life that is not a blessing so I choose to die soon! "
"Do you even weeping, my child. Are the words of Umm wrong? "
"No, Umi is true. Thanks Umi. "
The phone rang in the living room.
"Let the lifting Umi. Umi all going out to the house bu Sanwar take the cake order. "
Middle-aged woman walked into the room. Niyala berkucuran looked at her eyes. If he dies the hardest thing for him is to part with noble woman that she was called Umi. For him, Umi no different from his own mother. Of Umi was the affection he felt great. Umi is actually a nobody to him. Umi is the other person. There was no kinship with him. Umi is a friend of his birth mother while studying in Diniyah Princess Leopold. His mother is a partner of his father Sidempuan. While Umi Betawi people get a husband. Both then joined her husband's life respectively. Umi said, when his biological mother was seriously ill, mother secretly writing a will to Umi. Contents for help so that if he dies, will take care of his daughter Umm Niyala and consider as their own. Umi's mother more than women to believe in any of the parenting his daughter. Umi got the will to fly to Sidempuan. And got there just in time for his mother's funeral. He was immediately carry out the will is the best. Umi no chance to have a daughter.
Umi really consider himself as his own. Niyala feel it. He also considers Umi as his own mother. It has never been a screaming or loud words of Umi. Umi very fond of him. Even if it were not for the sacrifice and hard work Umi he would not be able to finish college at the faculty of Medicine. Since he came to the house, Umi lived alone with her son Faiq new sixth grade. Umi's husband died at work in East Timor. Umi worked hard with both hands raised and his Faiq. Umi is actually a beautiful woman. Many men who come to propose, including her own younger brother. But she was a woman who is faithful and character. He could not accept the proposal. "True love is just once, and it will bring me to death. I just want to be a wife of my husband, father Faiq, in the world to the Hereafter! "That Umi who had taught him to be a woman living salehah. Itulah Umi had sacrificed everything he had for himself. Though he is not his daughter, not her own child.
He still remembers when received at the faculty of Medicine. Umi does not have any money. Her late husband's rice fields have been sold to pay for college Faiq in Egypt. Umi finally forced to borrow money to the bank. Certificate of land on which stood the house where he lived as collateral and Umi. In fact it is the only remaining property. He could not imagine not suppose Umi installment payments to the bank. I wonder what would happen if the house was confiscated by the bank. But Umi him as if to give an example how to be a tenacious man. Humans are not just complaining. The man who can take advantage of the narrowness into spaciousness. Most of the money from the bank loan used to finance college for one year. And partly used for business. Umi talents and skills to make a cake. She sells cakes in the market. Umi-selling cake. Umi slowly expand its business making cakes and breads. Orders continue to flow. Installments can be closed bank each month. With effort that can pay for college Umi and occasionally send money to Egypt to Faiq. When he opened his private tutoring, Umi support it. Faiq room which is adjacent to the living room used as a classroom. Umi does not want to accept the results he got from the private sector. Umi just said,
"My son, Umi was very happy that you were a child salehah and achievement. Results that you can now tabunglah. You'll need it. For Umi no idea when you'll get married if Umi's hand can still find the funds or not. Do you think Umi, son. "
He cried sincerity Umi educate and raise it. Umi had he regarded as his own mother. He wants to live forever with Umi. Accompany Umi in his old days. Umi loved when he was old. But a letter from Sidempuan it removes all his dreams. Today he feels the best is the angel Azrael come rescue her from this simalakama fruit.
***
Three days graduation. In two days her father would come. He was counting the remaining days as a prisoner who has been sentenced to death on the remnants of his life count. Azrael malaikat Why not also come to see him? He seemed happier than to see Azrael must meet his father. He rose from his seat and opened his bedroom window. Duha sun was warm as usual. For some reason? Like the flowers wilt. For some reason? Cericit birds he felt like chanting death. For some reason? No more passion he feels. For some reason?
"My son Niyala, Umi did not want to come?"
Soft sound of middle-aged woman who loved it back so he made her realize the emptiness of the soul. He turned around slowly. Trying to smile.
"Where Umi?"
"To the airport."
"What?"
"Your brother Faiq home."
"Kak Faiq home?" He was shocked.
"Uh-huh. Surprised you? "
"Why suddenly Mi? Why not tell ahead of time? "
"Umi to ask him to come home a week ago."
"Why Mi?"
"Yes, later on the street tell Umi. There quickly to get ready. Plane landing at ten. "
Niyala eyes sparkled. There is a little light on his chest. It's been three years he did not see her brother. Finally he looked at home after completing S1 of Al-Azhar. After his return to Egypt. Then reportedly flew to Britain. Suddenly he wanted to come. Oh, did he come to see him one last time before he's gone for good.
With both ridden taxi drove to the airport. The driver was so quick to choose paths are not jammed. Still, the occasional jam. At least with the expertise of the driver they were not stuck in traffic is fatal.
"He said Umi want to tell why kak Faiq sent home?"
"Well, that's Umi sent home Faiq. Because many things he must do here. These weeks are the weeks that historic. First. You will be in the finals. You two are brother and sister who have mutual respect for the history of each. Your brother should go home, because he was able to go home. Your sister had to watch his sister to wear a toga and started life as a doctor. This is the most historic moment for Umi, as well as for you. Umi is very happy. Umi has long been waiting for. Secondly, you know at Diah right? "
"Diah which Umi?"
"That Diah Pramestaningrum, Faiq cousin, aunt daughter Astrid."
"Oh ... Ms. Diah a school in Australia?"
"Yes."
"To do what with the return kak Faiq Mi?"
"Diah had completed its S2. And a half months ago he came home. He was wearing the hijab now? "
"Thank God."
"Tante Astrid phoned a while ago. Diah wanted to see Faiq. He said, Diah secretly loves Faiq, since they met a year ago. "
"A year ago? Where they met Mi? "
"In London. At that Diah is collecting data to writing the thesis in some libraries there. A month and a half Diah there. And as long there, Diah assisted at Faiq. Therein seems to secretly grow the seeds of love in the hearts of Diah. "
"Why did not the story Faiq kak ya Mi?"
"Yeah, Umm learned yesterday also from Aunt Astrid. So that's it, your sister told me to go home. I want her family fast. I want to fondle grandchildren. According to Umi, Diah suitable for Faiq. Both have S2 and both from abroad. How do you think Niya? "
Niyala smile. The story of Umi made his heart glad. He forgot for a moment nestapanya.
"It fits perfectly Mi. Faiq Kak's dashing, handsome and intelligent. Continued Ms. Diah that's pretty and smart. Prior to Australia only ever be a photo model. Now wear the veil again. Mi a matching pair. Instead, I was curious to see Ms. Diah, like what if he was wearing the hijab? "
Umi smiled with flowery heart.
"I take his picture, you want to see?"
"Really, Mi. Where? "
Umi opened his bag. And take a photograph and handed in Niyala.
"Wow, very beautiful and graceful Mi. It is suitable for kak Faiq. Umi-law fit perfectly so. Just once, when I was a photo model and not to Australia Ms. Diah was one friendly, polite and easy to talk to. Especially now that he's been wearing the hijab. "
"Umi was hoping the two are matched. Umi will be very happy if Faiq marry him. Yesterday Umi is around the house Tante Astrid and has met with Diah. He was very kind, gentle and polite. His appearance was graceful, her head tightly. "
"Why not invite Niya Umi?"
"You were sleeping soundly dikamarmu son. Umi did not want to disturb your sleep. If you want to play there next time as well as time. Do not Worry. "
The answer was plain to remind Niyala grief. Well .... Letter from Sidempuan it that makes some of today's loss of life. He is often asleep. He loves to run into problems with sleep. Usually, after sleeping head will feel lighter. But, for this problem, the more severe the sleep of his head. He moved to tears. He stared at his hands Diah photographs closely,
"You're a very lucky girl Ms. Diah. Oh, I wish I was as fortunate and as beautiful as you are. "Softly, closing his eyes.
His words turned out to be heard Umi.
"Why are you crying Niya? Why do you say so, my child? What is this? You were a very beautiful girl my son. Actually you're more beautiful than Diah. You're also very intelligent. Soon you become a doctor. And you're crying was still out of luck. You still have a dream let alone my son? If Umi capable, the Umi will make it happen. You are my son. Umi does not want you to feel lucky. When Umi is still lacking in giving something to you, sorry my son Umi. Umi was just like this can afford.
Umi answer sobs that accompanied the soul feels Niyala knead. He was very afraid that his words are quietly very hurt woman he loved more than anyone's.
"Forgive Niya Umi. That's not the intent Niya. Niya is very grateful and feel very fortunate to live in the care and guidance of Umi. Umi has given everything to the Niya. Niya was it just a little jealous of Ms. Diah. Ms. Diah will get a good husband, pious, faithful and responsible. Niyala also want to get a good husband, pious, faithful and responsible as kak Faiq. Mi's normal? "
Umi Niyala pulled into his arms. And in a low voice she lovingly said,
"Umi believe you will get a godly husband. Your brother had told Umm, that he has many friends that pious and clever. Later if your sister had gone home, Umi will ask him to show his most pious, intelligent, brave and responsible. And you'll be a very lucky girl. It is true, is the lucky girl who gets a good pious husband, loyal, responsible and exemplary wife and children.
Cries became increasingly Niyala. He wants to open everything that happened. But he could not bear to Umi. Umi had sacrificed too much for him. He knew that Umi willing to sacrifice anything for him. Of death. However, he could not have asked for more sacrifices. He just cried and keep the wound in the heart, deeply.
THREE
RETURN Faiq very happy indeed to Umi.

And so forth.

Attachment

Secure Attachment

Attachment is a strong emotional bond between child and caregiver (Santrock, 2002). Whereas secure attachment is the attachment that forms a pattern of interaction between caregivers and children, where children feel confident in the caregiver as someone who is always ready to assist, sensitive and responsive, full of love and affection when children looking for protection or comfort, and always help or assist him in threatening situations and frightening (Bowlby in Yessy, 2003).

Santrock (2003) mentions some of the benefits of secure attachment, among others:

a. Attachment in adolescence can facilitate skills and social welfare as it is reflected in several traits such as self esteem, emotional adjustment, and physical health. Adolescents with secure relationships with parents having higher self-esteem and emotional well-being better.

b. As an adaptive function to provide the basic security of juveniles in order to explore and master the new environment and the wider social world in a healthy psychological state.

c. Helping teens from anxiety and the possibility of emotional distress or tension associated with the transition from childhood towards adulthood.

d. Assist the success of youth in intimate relationships and self-esteem in early adulthood.

e. Helping teens to make positive and close relationships outside the family with peers.

Secure Attachment

Attachment adalah ikatan emosional yang kuat antara anak dan pengasuhnya (Santrock, 2002). Sedangkan secure attachment adalah pola kelekatan yang terbentuk dari interaksi antara pengasuh dan anak, dimana anak merasa percaya pada pengasuh sebagai figur yang selalu siap mendampingi, sensitif dan responsif, penuh cinta dan kasih sayang ketika anak mencari perlindungan atau kenyamanan, dan selalu menolong atau membantunya dalam menghadapi situasi yang mengancam dan menakutkan (Bowlby dalam Yessy, 2003).

Santrock (2003) menyebutkan beberapa manfaat secure attachment, antara lain:

a. Kelekatan pada masa remaja bisa memfasilitasi kecakapan dan kesejahteraan sosial seperti yang dicerminkan dalam beberapa ciri seperti harga diri, penyesuaian emosi, dan kesehatan fisik. Remaja dengan hubungan yang aman dengan orang tua mempunyai harga diri yang lebih tinggi dan kesejahteraan emosi yang lebih baik.

b. Sebagai fungsi adaptif untuk menyediakan dasar rasa aman terhadap remaja agar dapat mengeksplorasi dan menguasai lingkungan baru serta dunia sosial yang semakin luas dalam kondisi psikologi yang sehat.

c. Membantu remaja dari kecemasan dan kemungkinan perasaan tertekan atau ketegangan emosi yang berkaitan dengan transisi dari masa kanak-kanak menuju ke masa dewasa.

d. Membantu keberhasilan remaja dalam hubungan intim dan harga diri pada awal masa dewasa.

e. Membantu remaja untuk menghasilkan hubungan positif dan dekat di luar keluarga dengan teman sebaya.