Swan Cherophobia

Chapter 1 Different Backgrounds

..."You're smart, I'm smart....

...You are mighty, I am graceful....

...One equation we, ambitious.”...

On Monday, the,

The Daghiawi family had been dressed well. Dad with his purple shirt, his pants and his black suit. The mother had a knee-length dress and showed her a slim body, but she covered it with a purple knee-length coat. Deniz and Jaro both wear school uniforms.

Currently Jaro has sixth grade SD, and Deniz has third grade Junior High. Soon they will both face the National Examination. This also applies to Ansa who also has sixth grade Elementary, although different schools with Jaro.

"Mom, today I'll take them to school. Please tell their driver?" awi's father said to his wife.

"Hore!!" cheers of both brothers. Jaro and Deniz smiled broadly.

Later in the car, I will try to ask my father about yesterday's problems, Jaro's mind while feeding his food. But his eyes were not separated from his father.

"What's in school, Dad?" asked Liana's mother who was astonished.

"There's a close, continued confirmation of the new building," replied the father.

"What class is new, Dad?" asked Deniz who had finished his breakfast.

"Neither know, Niz. Then I'll find out there," replied the father who returned to feed his food into the mouth.

Yep! Awi's father is the owner of the school which he named 'Mandraguna School' with levels from SD to High School. Jaro and Deniz were put into the school, making them both quite famous among the school's citizens.

"Come everyone! It's seven o'clock, let's go!" tell mom to everyone.

At home Hardiyata, the,

At almost seven o'clock, Ibu Roro said goodbye to everyone. "Today I got a morning schedule. I'm leaving first!" she said she immediately kissed her husband's hand and greeted him.

"Yes, Ma. Try not to go home tonight?" pinta Hardi's father to his wife.

"I try. But if you can't, I'll tell you later, Pa," replied the mother who immediately stepped away from the dinner table.

"Papa ..," said Ansa, who made her father look at her. "Today I won't go to swimming lessons, will I? Ta-but I keep in tutoring in—" Ansa pinta stammering.

"Yes, it's up to you. But tomorrow Wednesday still go to the sanggar huh? I think it will be a moment again, there will be a stage there.” His father's words got a nod of the head from Ansa.

Ansa did follow quite a lot of tutoring. The les-les are expected to keep him entertained, and not feel alone at home. Of the many lessons, he really likes training in the sanggar.

"Papa's leaving!" said him by kissing the forehead of the princess just his wayang.

"Pa-pa ...," said Ansa. "Papa, Saturday—" Now the father looked at him, making him even more hesitant to say what filled his mind.

"What's? Come on quick, honey. It's seven o'clock. You should go too, right?" father's word.

"After the exam, take me to Papa's workplace with a lot of fruit, Pa.... Yeah, yeah?" pinta Ansa with her face.

Dad rubbed Ansa's head. "Yes. Going on vacation, we're going there."

Ansa smiled and let her father go to work. At papa's workplace, the atmosphere is so peaceful. Only green trees, sweet fruits, and workers who focus on working, without people who laugh as if mocking, Ansa's mind while remembering her father's work environment.

Hardi's father is one of the five founders of the "Techsophistic Farm" with 20-story main building facilities, fields in various parts of the Metropolitan city, laboratories near the main building, and, the modern market specifically sells products from this company, and many others.

Ansa has only been to the market, a field full of mango trees, and a lake near the field. He never wanted to be asked to enter the laboratory or the main building. His reason? The place is similar to his school, making stress and dizziness.

On the way,

"Dad ... yesterday was her friend the mother sad?" ask Jaro. Please answer honestly, Dad.

Deniz pinched Jaro's waist because of the words of his sister who he thought was a bit presumptuous. "God!" whispered.

"Oh, no Ro. Why mother?" reply to the father who did not look at the youngest.

"Keep why are you hugging him?!!" it was Jaro who broke the silence in their car.

Only then did his father look back and glare at Jaro. "You don't know what happened. You better keep your mouth shut, Ro," said his father with a face that began to turn red and still widen his eyes towards Jaro.

Gluey!

Jaro shivered and chose to duck. He did not want to look at his father who was covered in anger.

"Hayo loh ..." Deniz mocked in his deathly whisper. Jaro still chose to shut up.