I'll Go Home to You
Early Introductions

Dianta Anta Bela, a 17-year-old girl, has many achievements ranging from music, sports, and other academic achievements. He has a hobby of racing, in his daily life he looks tomboyish. However, when he was on stage playing his piano, he turned graceful like a famous pianist like his mother.

As a child, he used to play piano. His father was a successful businessman in Jakarta and various other countries. She just moved yesterday from Jakarta to Surabaya with her grandmother because of something that was kept secret from her grandmother.

Today was the first day he entered a new school. Early in the morning he was getting ready to put on his uniform, with his hair in the back pigtail not forgetting his black hat perched sweetly on his head, whistling he walked down the stairs to the dining room.

He saw his grandmother sitting at the table waiting for him. He ran up to his grandmother, then kissed her cheek from behind.

"Morning, Grandma," said Anta cheerfully, her grandmother turned her head while smiling at her Grandson. Dianta took a seat next to his grandmother and took a loaf of bread containing his favorite strawberry jam, ate it voraciously and drank his chocolate milk in a hurry.

"Sorry, Grandma. I have to leave now, afraid it's too late, where's the car keys, Grandma?"

"Don't go alone, An! Let me take you man! you don't know where your school is yet" her grandmother ordered.

"I know the way, Grandma. Didn't I come here often and go for a walk, with my racer friends," he replied.

"Not speeding! The car is old, if you drive, it can be whiny, the car," his grandmother advised her granddaughter, handing her the keys to Anta.

Anta gave her thumbs up and pulled the back of her grandmother's hand and kissed her with reverence.

"I'm leaving, Grandma!" he shouted as he stepped out of the house, seen the car was already in the yard and next to him Mr. Man stood, waiting for Anta.

"Not to be in between, Mr. Man. I set out alone" he exclaimed to Mr. Man.

"Alright, Miss. Be careful on the road" replied Man politely and then walked into the back garden of the house, continuing his work as a gardener. Mr. Man is the gardener and driver of his Grandmother Anta, his wife named mbok Ija the only household assistant of Grandma.

Anta got into the car and ran it at a moderate speed, heading for school.

He turned on his car tape to kill his loneliness.15 minutes later, he arrived at the parking lot of Surabaya's favorite SMUN school.

Anta got out of her car and walked down the aisle to class XII IPA 2 the atmosphere was getting crowded. Seen passing students who just came to school.Tiba - suddenly heard the sound of the bus from behind.

"Dianta Anta Bela wait in the room first, then enter the class together!" exclaim Mr. Iwan while walking ahead of Anta. Anta followed Mr. Iwan's footsteps, towards the headmaster's room, he sat on the sofa of the principal's living room, waiting for the bell to ring. Shortly afterwards the bell rang Mr. Iwan rushed into class XII IPA 2 with Anta.

"Assalamualaikum, the morning of our children the arrival of new students from Jakarta, please Anta introduce yourself" said Mr. Iwan firmly

"Assalamualaikum, morning friends introduce my name Dianta Anta Bela, you just call Anta," said Anta with a smile.

Some students respond with a variety of questions, some are just a true listener from the beginning Anta introduced herself until finally Pak Iwan told her to sit down.

"Alright Anta please sit next to Bela. Today Mr. Dirka can not attend because of illness, he gave you a mathematical task, immediately do and collect today, do not be crowded! Rudi, you'll collect your friend's work!" mr. Iwan's orders.

Rudi nodded his head, then Mr. Iwan stepped out of class XII IPA 2. The room seemed spacious, Anta also began to do his job, 15 minutes later in his turn to Bela.

"Bel, I'm done, you borrow? Did I collect it to Rudi? Don't forget! when you have finished collecting my book too, do not finish sweet as waste.

I'm going out of class, I'm going to take a look around the school, but later, if Mr. Iwan comes in and asks me, just tell me I'm going to the toilet, how?" whispered Anta smiled as she moved her eye brows.

With her carefree Bella nodded, grabbing Anta's book while moving her palm coded for Anta to leave immediately. Anta lightly stepped her foot out of the classroom.

Suddenly Rudi shouted,"Hoi ... Where are you going!? FINISH YOUR JOB FIRST!"

"I'm done, if you want to borrow please, but don't be rowdy later Mr. Iwan here, you have to take responsibility, Rud!" answer Anta relax.

"OK! You can go," said Rudi as he ran to Bella's bench to copy Anta's answer, then advised his friends while pointing his index finger to the lips.

"suuuu! change don't be rowdy! he will be punished ...."

Anta was already out of class, down the path, towards the back garden of the school. At first he just obeyed his foot stepping, to bring to the back garden of the school.

Do not know whose garden this is, because this garden is bounded by an iron fence, Anta saw how many mango trees, have been bearing fruit and began to ripen a lot, as well as various flowers around it, Anta saw how many mango trees, have been bearing fruit, his ignorant nature arises he began to climb the fence, shortly afterwards, he was already in the garden area.

His eyes were wide open, looking at the hanging mangoes, with his joy he climbed up the mango tree. Once he got to the top, he looked for a strong branch to be able to sit down.

Anta was on a large branch, while facing the mangoes, which were nearby, some were ripe.

He took one ripe mango and ate it on the spot, then threw the mango seeds towards the back. Without realizing there was someone else, who was in the garden.

He is Afif Bayu Dantai student of class XII IPA 1.

He is an outstanding student of non academic and academic in his school. He's a core basketball player, the head of the school band, a lot of the awards he gets from basketball, music, painting, math to science.

From a small he was already good at painting, at the age of 17 he was able to produce rupiah coffers from his paintings.

Today he did not go to school, because he was tired of playing basketball yesterday representing his school. He was sitting in the garden behind his house, while finishing a painting ordered by his father's friend.Suddenly the floating mango seeds hit his half-finished painting. He was surprised to stand up from his seat turning his body.

He saw a girl in an SMU uniform, sitting behind him comfortably, on a branch of a mango tree while eating, occasionally throwing mango seeds in all directions.

Irritatedly he shouted, "Oii ... turn you down!"

Anta looked back frowning her forehead while looking left and right. "Who's ha!?"

The man rolled his eyes panted and said, "You, who else is there no one else here but me and you.

By shaking his waist, rebuking while approaching the man, "Hi you are also here, meaning you are also a thief, not only me, but also this garden belongs to the school, too, so mangoes are public property."

"Cek ... check .. You said I was a thief too, you said it was a school garden, and you said, mangoes are public property, since when did my garden become a school garden, huh!?" he replied with a sinister smile, looking at Anta sharply.

"Lick!" Anta swallowed her own saliva, laughing while scratching her non-itchy head. He glared at the beautiful painting, having been littered with mango seeds, which were still stuck to the canvas.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry to have your painting damaged" Anta said sincerely, cupping her hands in front of her chest.

"You know the painting's gonna be taken in three days. That means I have to recreate from the beginning, your mango seeds are right in the middle of my painting, you are so careless, you just walk in and make trouble" the man said weakly, saying, while lowering his body down and sitting on the grass.

Anta sat down below, saying regretting her actions "I'm sorry, because I'm your painting is broken, I'll buy your painting.

My name is Dianta Anta Bela, I just moved from Jakarta and just entered today, I'm a child of XII IPA 2, call me Anta only!" Anta extended her hand introducing herself.

"My name is Afif Bayu Dantai, you can call me Dantai, I'm IPA 1. As for the painting take it, you won't be able to afford my painting, because it costs hundreds of millions." He took the canvas of his painting and gave it to Anta, then he cleaned his painting tools, bringing it into his house. Anta followed the footsteps of Datai, suddenly Datai stopped, making Anta hit the back of the man.

Without turning his head he said, "Below the mangoes in and make me mango juice too, from today you must accompany me to paint, to pay for your carelessness!"

"check," Anta clucked "i'm under wearing what try? I brought your painting too."

"Wear your subordinate's skirt or your boss's shirt!"replied Datai indifferently.

"Aaaah! You are, do you not have a place to hold the manga? my clothes were dirty, I went inside, took the container for the mango," he replied, following Datai, who entered through the kitchen door.

"Hi, who is Den?" said Bik Mirna, seeing her Young Master with a girl.

"Just like a mango bik thief," replied Datai casually.

"Have I been found out, still you say mango thief," replied Anta while taking a large bowl, then ran into the garden, picked up the mangoes and put them into the bowl and ran towards the kitchen, and then ran to the kitchen, deftly peeling it, then in small pieces put on a plate then, he made the juice put in a glass teapot, after all was done, put in the tray and brought it to the room Datai.

Earlier he asked Bik Mirna, "Bik, where is Afif's room?"

"Mr Dantai, Nope? Upstairs Non, in front of the stairs." replied Bik Mirna

"OK! Bik," answered Anta walking towards Datai's room with a tray filled with pieces and mango juice. Shortly thereafter, a foot banged on Dantai's bedroom door.

Dantai lazily got out of her bed and opened the door while berating the girl

"You're a thief with no manners, banging on a guy's room at will, that's why down here? you should have put it on the dinner table!"

"Lah .. earlier said you mintak juice, besides you are also not a friendly host, there are even guests in the sleep stay Fif-Fif," answered Anta while putting the tray on the table near the sofa, then she sat on the sofa while, raising her gaze across the room.

"Who's the guest huh? Who is Fif?" tanyanya while taking a glass that has been filled with juice and gulp it quickly then plucking slices of mango, then eat it. He sat down next to the girl, pushing her aside, as if there was no seat left.

"why are you urging me? that's where there are still many loh ... besides your name is Afif Bayu, yes, right? so I'm calling your first name instead of me, Tai ... Tai ... So mending, Fif, right?" replied Anta while staring lazily at the man.

"Hc .. ha .. ha ... You just go back to class, I'm tired, I want to sleep." said Dantai rose from her seat and threw her body into the bed.

He tilted his body towards Anta, "Are you not afraid of me anyway? I'm still a man, An. Although still class XII I have been able to make you .. hemm ... "he continued, closing his eyes, before long a soft snore from the lips of the man.

"The host has no adab! there's a guest in the living just sleeping, "anta muttered to herself, then she looked at her watch at 11:00 exactly. He was surprised that he had left the class for a long time. He hurriedly drank his juice and came out of Dantai's room.

He ran towards the kitchen while yelling at Bik Mirna, "Bik, I went back to class yes, said Afif, I went straight home. He sleeps a bik." Anta kept running without waiting for Mirna's reply.

Bik Mirna shook her head, looking at the girl's behavior while muttering '"Who is the name of her friend's girl Mr. Dantai earlier?"

A few minutes later Anta was at the door of her class.Tok! poke! poke! Anta knocked on the door shortly after which a voice from within sounded

"get in!"

Anta entered in greeted with a sharp gaze of his physics teacher, Mr. Kusno, "Where did you come to class at this hour?"

"From the toilet sir, sorry my stomach hurts,

Sir," answered Anta while looking down.

"Well, do what's on the board! If you can just sit down!" mr. Kusno's orders.

Anta nodded and then he did the matter on the blackboard, quickly '"Already sir, can I sit?" tanyakanya.

"Yes you can sit down, don't repeat!" the advice of Mr. Kusno, then he continued to explain the material.

Anta nodded and walked back to the seat cheerfully, smiling at her countryman.

"Crazy you Anta! Where the hell have you been? Four hours you leave class, you're a new student don't fuck around! I was asked by Mr. Iwan until cold sweat," whispered Bella.

Anta seriously followed the next lesson. Not felt it was 13:30, heard a bell sign home rang. Ms. Susi, the teacher of cultural arts, ended her lessons and followed a prayer together. After that he left class, followed by his students.

Anta carrying his backpack walks to the school mosque, takes ablution and then prays dhuhur first. After the prayer, walk to the parking area of his car and then run away at a speed towards his grandmother's house.