
Flashbacks
The city of Yogyakarta is a meeting city between two lovebirds who are approximately 6 years old. Kanak Kanak Melati Park became the starting place of their story.
Now first entered school when moving from Tk bla bla bla. Walking alone, there was no one who accompanied him, with his head down, hair in the ponytail typical of Kindergarten children.
Because the road lowered, accidentally, Zela also hit a fat child. Feeling unacceptable, the boy grabbed Zela's wrist and pulled her towards his gangmate.
Zela who is still kindergarten was not able to fight, fight with speech or physical, she could only shed tears. How weak is the son of TK. Plus Zela who is alone, willing to complain to anyone other than herself.
Arriving at another group of friends, the boy took off Zela's rough arm. Zela was afraid of what was happening. The mistake he made was fatal. He thought after this new school it would all be fun.
"Hi you dare to hit me!" say the boy harshly.
"Sorry" Zela replied.
"Sorry sorry! I'm not sorry!" said the boy pulled back Zela's wrist violently. Zela's tears flowed back down her cheeks.
"Deliver!" said a loud boy.
"How dare you be a girl!" said the boy.
"Who dare you interfere!" said the fat boy.
Hearing the noise, the other children also growled. Finally the teacher found out what happened.
"What's this?" ask the teacher to approach them.
"This is ma'am, this fat boy pulled my cement until his wrist was red, ma'am" said the man.
"No ma'am" said the boy, trying to defend himself.
Seeing the wound on Zela's wrist made the teacher believe what the boy said.
"Mom I want my cement wound treated," said the man.
"Well, come with me" said the teacher. While the fat child was also handled by another teacher. After treating the wound, the two children sat on a bench.
"Whose name are you?" asked Zela innocently.
"My name is Dimas, if your name is who" Dimas said as he extended his hand.
"My name is Zela" Zela replied to Dimas' hand.
"Who are you here with?" ask Dimas.
"Self, it was just a driver and his driver went home" replied Zela.
"I'm waiting for my aunt" said Dimas.
"You're the new kid?" ask Dimas.
"Yes I'm a new kid, I just started school here today. So I don't have any friends yet" replied Zela.
"I've only been here for a week" Dimas said.
"Yes from now on we are friends" Dimas said as he stuck out his little finger.
"Okay, we're friends!" zela said excitedly, then replied to Dimas' little finger. It feels like someone is making a promise without anyone else knowing.
In the class, Zela and Dimas were like two lovebirds who were drunk with love, but still leaked wkwk. They separated at the school gate when the driver had picked them up.
"Dimas Dimas," Linda said, approaching her son's room. On opening the door, it looks like Dimas who just woke up taking a nap.
"What's wrong mom?" ask Dimas.
"Yes Dimas was ready for a while" replied Dimas getting out of bed and getting ready.
Linda knocks on the door of her new neighbor's house with Dimas by her side. Not to forget, Linda also brought her hand from her home.
"Assalamualaikum" Linda said.
"Waalaikumsalam," answered an art while opening the door.
"Sorry who's looking for you, ma'am?" ask art politely.
"Not looking for who, I'm just here to stop by, I'm about next door, my name is Linda and this is my son Dimas" Linda replied with a friendly smile.
"Oh yes, please come in" replied the art.
Linda and Dimas enter the living room, which happens to be the art that opens the door for Linda and Dimas is the art that is feeding a child.
"Zela," said Dimas directly approached Zela.
"Dimas," Zela replied with her trademark smile.
"Your house is here?" ask Dimas.
"Yes, my house is here, what do you want to go to my house?" ask Zela.
"I was invited by my mother to stop by this house, it turns out that the one who has this house is you" said Dimas.
"Do you know each other?" ask Linda to join and follow the art.
"Udah aunt, he is my super hero" replied Zela innocently.
"Super hero?" linda asks what really happened between Dimas and Zela.
"Yes, Dimas saved me from a fat kid," said Zela innocently.
"Non no papa, no one is sick," said the art was panicked to be angry with his employer.
"No papa kok bi, there was a Dimas super hero," replied Zela.
"You have nothing, Dimas aunty son is not a super hero" said Linda.
"He's a super hero aunt," replied Zela not to lose.
"Yes, Dimas your super hero," said Linda who finally relented.
Finally Linda and the art went to the kitchen to discuss what they were doing. Linda also had time to ask, where is Zela's mother, the art was to answer that Zela had no mother since birth. Linda as a mother also felt sorry for Zela.
"Dimas Dimas, why did you help me, we do not know, then you also call me temen," asked Zela staring at Dimas.
"Yes because from now on we are friends" Dimas replied.
"Dimas super hero answered Zela's question earlier," Zela said whining.
"Yes, that's it" replied Dimas.
"Ah is the same Dimas super hero! Wicked," said Zela standing up.
"Where are you going?" tanya Dimas held onto Zela's wrist.
"You're leaving! Dimas the evil superhero!" answer plain Zela.
"That's it" said Dimas.
Zela escapes from Dimas' hand. Dimas did not want to lose finally caught up with Zela. Zela who keeps running away makes them like people chasing after.