Revolutionary Talks

Since I was about 10, I never wanted to be a Mom. first, it's gonna hurt me, It's a troublesome, and It's a chaos. I even blacked out in my biology class, when we were studying about the reproduction. Okay, I'm way too young to think about something like this. I don't even want to try to think about this kinda thing.
but, one day, my bestfriend told me something. She wasn't talk about religion, merit or reward for moral conduct, sin, or even something like it was my duty or obligation as a moslem. no, she wasn't talking about any of that.
She taught me in a simple, but touch-y language, simple, but it made me realized that I was wrong.
Beb, nyokap lo aja mau ngelahirin elo, masa lo gak mau ngelahirin cucunya, she said on the phone, when we had a talk about everything we haven't talk about. And, blah! I realized, her appearance might be look like a silly 12 years old girl, but she's way more mature than me, hahaha. That is what I called, Revolutionary talks. Thank you, Amelia.