Don't Go away

Ep 1: Introductions

"Ella hunt down, breakfast first." Shouted from the kitchen.

"Yes, ma'am."

Hi my name is Callista Ella Mackenzie used to be called Ella, I was born in Germany and finally moved to Jakarta when I started entering Primary School. I am an only child, aka the only child of my family.

"Well, let's go.." I said while looking at my father who was reading the newspaper.

"Yes-yes."

Currently I am still in 5th grade Elementary School, I am still this age is still often stubborn. Even so I am not a wayward and spoiled child. I'm a pretty assertive, independent, cheerful, and pretty smart kid. I've been class president for 5 times in a row, and maybe this is the last time I'm class president, I don't want to and I'm no longer interested in being class president.

"Hi la!" The voice that shocked me along with his clap.

"Slow down ngapa.." I said with a little emotion.

"Hehe will."

This is my best friend Aditya Reza Aryandra, commonly called Reza. He's the opposite of me, he's a wayward kid, he skips, and he's been ranked last in school even if only once. But he's a firm and independent kid, he's also cheerful and I love every time he laughs out loud.

"Can I go to the cafeteria?" Pinta Reza blazed her eyes.

"No! ntar you're truant again!" Answer me firmly while pulling the bag.

The first time we met was when Dad's birthday was celebrated at home, Reza and her family came and congratulated Dad. We were also met and introduced, at that time we were still shy even I had time to hide behind Dad. Since then we have often met because we also turned out to be a school, and until now we have become friends.

"Close to Mbok Ismi yuk's shop!"

"yuk!"

After school we usually stop by Mbok Ismi stalls, because the stalls are also one way to the house so we do not feel we go too far from home and our parents also know we often go here.

"Mbok nyam his buy 1 free 1 no?" I asked in a low tone, and expected the answer to be yes.

"No dong, if Ella buys 5 new for free 1."

Answer mbok ismi while stroking my hair.

"Ah.. Mbok Ismi added stingy nihh." Reza's a little upset.

"Don't go on mboh dong.." The mbok ismi.

Mbok Ismi is a mother who has one son named Yayan, Mbok Ismi is also alone taking care of the Yayan in because her husband has died when the Yayan is still in the womb. Si Yayan is one year older than us and Yayan school is also not in our school so can not go home together.

"Then we go home!" I say goodbye to mbok ismi.

"Yes careful!" Answer mbok ismi while showing her smile.

"You've learned?" Ask Reza.

"I study every day, not like you!" Answer me with a ketus.

"Yes-yes, I want to study with dong at home you can?" Pinta Reza on me.

"No, no doubt we want to have a class exam right." Reza explained his condition.

"Tumben don't understand, okay later malem yes!" While I rub his head

Reza used to visit my house, and so did I. But still often the Reza who went to play to my house, especially this is still the rainy season so the house he often flooded. Not just playing games, if the house is flooded, he can still sleep anyway.

"Mum Reza will be studying together here." I told Mom in the kitchen.

"Oh.. later mama makes a snack! Wanna?" Ask Mom.

"Yes-yes want!" Answer me.

Mom used to make us hot chocolate and chocolate biscuits, that was our favorite. One jar of chocolate biscuits was exhausted if given to us, if again there is no hot chocolate is usually just milk or juice anyway, but still hot chocolate remains number one in the heart.

"You're wrong again, which is not that formula." I pointed at the book.

"Or ah! wooch!" Math lessons often make Reza raise his hand.

"WHO TOLD YOU TO FALL ASLEEP.." I was already furious with Reza.

"Ah gatau, don't understand me.." Reza was desperate.

Although Reza can be said not to be sinter in class, but he is interested in ability. He was a champion of silat and also ran, he sucked at counting. He will sleep if there is a mathematical repetition, but he still likes to study together even though he already likes to give up first.

"Don't give up first dong, if you learn again will definitely understand kok." I'm trying to encourage Reza.

"I can't learn to look at the numbers.." Pasrah Reza's.

"Yourfts.." Hela me with Reza's behavior.

"???" Reza who just looked at me with her confused face when she heard me sigh.

"I can't let you play in my house again if you're like this again, it's out there!" Threat to Reza.

"Huh? don't do it. Yes-yes I'm learning again." Reza who heard it immediately got up and focused again.

"The spirit of dong!" I stared hard at Reza with her gaze.

"It's me so excited." Answer Reza.

I've been studying with Reza a lot, and it's not her first time either. I like to snack on Reza to not let him come to my house again if he does not want to learn, because he is here to learn not to play. He would not be able to try hot chocolate and biscuits made by Mom, so he was afraid every time I threatened so.

"Well at this hour, I'm sleepy." I've been yawning for so many times.

"Oh okay I'll go home, good night, la!"

"Good sleep za."

Seriate...