
"Good morning mommy, Daddy, brother dim" Sapa Dista.
He greeted his family by shouting up the stairs, his family was used to the screams of their youngest daughter.
His behavior is still like an eleven-year-old child, even though this year he has entered fifteen years.
Today was his first day, he entered school as a tenth grade freshman at one of the top private high schools in the city of H.
"Don't always yell son, your throat hurts" said mommy Awah.
"Heheh.sorry mommy" Dista cengengesan, heard Mommy's words.
Dista pulled out his chair next to his brother.
"That's what you do every morning. Morning will be quiet if you still sleep in your room" said Dimas, Dista's brother.
Dimas Aditya Smith, the first son of Hasbu Jaya Smith and Awah Yasda Smith. He has a very handsome face, inheriting the face of the Daddy. His nose is sharp and has thick feathers around his face, making him admired by many women.
Dimas has a high body, apalgi muscles in his body make him look very gallant and mighty.
She always fought with her sister Dista, but she loved her only sister very much. Whatever his sister asked him to do, even if it started with a long debate first.
Like this morning, she upset her sister, it would be a long debate between the two.
"His son, your sister is always missed by grieving voices in the morning" Dista did not accept if the brother joined her to always make a rowdy in the morning.
"One time you, who will miss your voice? you're jellk's voice"
"What did my brother say? my voice is jellek?"
"Indeed, your voice is so sweet that the window breaks to hear your voice" Dimas still serves his sister, he really likes to see her sullen face.
"Where is it, my voice good to know, Tila's fish?" he asked his assistant named Tila. He did call the young mansion servants by the name of elder sister.
"Dad, miss" replied Tila, she was pouring water to drink in a distilled distillate.
"Tuuuu, listen, my voice is good, just your ears are troubled"
"Yeeee...Tila just wants to make you happy, but Tila always closes her ears if you yell"
"Csss... No, anyway the voice of Dista is melodious, DOTAN" Dista still continues to believe his brother so that he admits his sweet voice.
"Jelly"
"Good"
"Jelly"
"Good"
They were not willing to budge, to the point that their parents were in a daze.
"Enough" Daddy Hasbu began to break them up, he was dizzy to hear the debate of his children.
"Eat time! I had to go to school this morning"
"Good dad"
"Dad dad"
They say it simultaneously. They look at each other again, Dista and Dimas want to open their voices again, but stopped by the mommy.
"HEE...." Mommy Awah looked at them intently, lest they open their voices again.
"Erkkhh..." Dista belched very tight, making Dimas who was wiping his lips with a tissue throw his knife on the face of the sister.
"That's really dirty"
"Biarin, that's a sign that Dista is full" Dista rubbed his stomach.
"If you want to burp it, the mouth is closed, do not open it" Dimas advised his sister.
"Bodo very, bleew" Dista stuck his tongue out at Dimas and immediately ran into a mess. He was afraid that his brother would get it and pick out his ear.
"Review you well, brother won't give you any more pocket money" Dimas threatened, he always gave his sister some pocket money if she asked him.
"yes, there's Sam Daddy's mommy who's gonna get me some money"
"Buck, that kid"
Dista ran into his car, he will be delivered by the driver specifically for him.
"Road sir!"
"Nice young lady"
Dista's car was running on a very crowded street. The car drove at a normal speed, when it was almost in front of the school gate, Dista told the driver to stop some distance from the school.
"Sir, stop in front of the bus stop, yeah!"
"Why not at the gate, miss?"
"I don't want them to see this car, I want to find a sincere friend with me, regardless of who I am" said Dista.
"What if you're angry?"
"Father don't have to be afraid, I'll tell Daddy later".
"Alright, miss" finally Mr. Jung agreed.
Dista gets out of the car and forbids Mr. Jung to open the car door for her, she walks to the school gate.
****
While in a different place, a girl is also getting ready to go to school. This is her first day of school, the girl named Ayla atlas daughter.
She was an orphan girl and was cared for by her grandmother. Ayla is a girl who is very deficient, she works at one of the cake shops to make money for her and her grandmother to eat.
Ayla got a high school in the city of H, because she got a scholarship thanks to her intelligence.
"Ayla, go first yes, grandma" Ayla said goodbye to the grandmother and copied it.
"Assynogaic"
"Waalaikumsalam, be careful son" Grandma Kuta, waved her hand at the granddaughter.
Ayla replied to him and rode her bike on a very crowded street. He uses a bicycle for school, so he can save on transportation costs. Ayla pedaled her bike quickly, she was afraid of being late to school.
After 10 minutes, he finally arrived at the school gate, he parked his bike in a special place to park his bike.
Ayla looked at the school, she breathed a lot of air and exhaled slowly.
"Walcome to SMA jaya blue" he said.