Princess Reunion Cost
First day of school

"Mamakkkk.. hurry up!" Shouted Moana who was ready to go to school on the first day he entered elementary school.

"For a while!" Butet from the house.

"Ish, long time. I want to see Lee min hoo." Moana Grumbles.

Shortly after, Butet appeared in a hurry while carrying a pair of sandals that he was about to wear.

"Mamak's tall sandal?" Ask Moana.

"Let's go!" Sahut Butet who immediately sat on the porch bench and put on his shoes.

"Why don't you send me to school, do you want an invitation for Martumpol?" Chirps Moana.

"Back you again Moana!" Butet is leaning on Moana.

Moana just sighed while looking at her mother with a look of despair.

"Kneel!" Butet shouted, opening the car door, so that Moana could get into the car.

"Less red I think mamak's cheeks. Add a little red-red mak, let the cake ready to slap knobs," said Moana, as he entered the car.

"You!" Butet turned back, then he closed the car door and turned to get into the steering chair.

After Butet got into the car, he glanced at Moana who was wearing a safety belt.

"Who are you at Elementary School?" Butet asked before he started the engine.

"Whoever, directly S2 I am ready," replied Moana.

"Yes God! Whose son are you! The question never answers you!" Say Butet, while turning on the engine of his car.

Arriving at the school, Moana and Butet were greeted by teachers who had lined up in front of the school gate to welcome students and students of new students at the school.

"Hello.. What's name?" Ask the teacher named Suhartini to Moana.

"Moana ma'am teacher" replied Moana.

"What grade-one do you love?" Ask the teacher again.

"Mom, what first class?" Ask Moana.

"First grade A" replied Butet.

"Oh, it's in this mom's class. Mom is your homeroom teacher. The classroom is on the right-hand corner. Moana and her mom went to class first huh. Later when it's bell, the new teacher's mother follow up." Bu Suhartini's light.

"Good ma'am." Answer Moana.

Butet nodded as he crossed the teachers and directly delivered Moana to his class.

Just arrived in 1st grade A, there were boisterous sounds of crying children who did not want to live by their parents. While Moana, had already entered and sat on the bench that was still available.

Butet smiled and waved his hand to Moana. Even with Moana who eagerly returned the smile and wave of her mother's hand.

"My son steady times bah! There's no takot-takotnya child cake laen!" Inner Butet, proud.

Suddenly, Butet's eyes were on a mother who was peering at her son from the window of the school. Butet looked at the mother from head to toe, then he smiled to himself when he saw the excitement of the mother's makeup.

"I think I'm just a freak, it turns out there's a clown cake." His mind again.

Teeeett!

Teeeeeat!

The bell rang, the lesson hour mark began. Butet and the parents of the other students were reluctant to move, they remained standing beside the window, in order to be able to see the activities of their children.

But none of the children said or paid attention to his words. There was nothing Tini's mother could do, other than just smiling broadly at the children who had just graduated from kindergarten. Moana and other swusia children still do not understand what a 'school' is'. They just understand having fun and playing together with their new friends.

"Youngpam..!" From several angles, there is still the sound of crying children who are still unfamiliar with their new school environment. In fact, there are children who do not want to be separated from their mothers.

"Now, because the first day of school, we don't know each other yet, friends. So, how about we get acquainted first. So, later learning is more fun. They have friends and can play together. Also with Tini's mother, so you can get to know and call the names of all friends," Tini's mother said excitedly.

"Yahoo..!" The sound of the child crying. Some cry because they feel foreign and afraid. Some were crying because they had a fight with a friend.

There was no other choice for Tini's mother, other than to try to calm and disintegrate her students.

"Smart and kind friends, can be silent first yes. If you understand, say OK?"

"OK! Ok!" Sahut children with the tone of voice of famous cartoon characters carry a map in his bag. But only some people say what Tini said. Some are busy with themselves and some are crying.

"Whose son is that? Cengeng kali" Butet said.

A mother who heard Butet's words glanced at Butet.

"Don't know mom, like her parents weren't waiting for her here." That mother's heart.

"Oh that cake. The second time my ear was made. Nangeeesss has been working since. Not like my son, look at the relaxing times he dudok in sanan," said Butet, pointing at Moana who was sitting in her chair.

The mother smiled cynically when she heard Butet praising her own son.

Feeling unwilling to lose to Butet, the mother also took pride in her son. A war of child-bearing began between the mother and Butet. Unceasingly they mentioned the advantages of their child. While the mother teacher Tini began calling one-on-one children to introduce themselves in front of the class.

Until finally the turn of the child of the mother who is proud of each other's children with Butet.

"Liat it's mom, my son Amelia pinter really..!" Said the mother with a face that looks so proud, after her son was able to introduce himself well in front of the class.

"Here, it's ordinary. My son can also cake that," said Butet with a facial expression that looks annoyed with the mother.

The mother was also seen sneering and throwing her face because she was upset with Butet.

Finally, the name Moana was mentioned by Tini's mother. Moana looks forward to the class with confidence. Even with Butet who looks proud and also hopes anxious.

"Eh mam, look at me. That's my son," Not to be outdone by Amelia's mother, Butet immediately boasted and promoted his son who was performing in front of the class. The mother simply looked up and noticed Moana who was going to introduce herself.

"Hello guys, my name is Moana Patricia Pangaribuan. My house is on Watermelon Street, number seven. I'm seven years old. My hobby is playing games," Moana said straightforwardly and so confidently.

Butet looks so proud and glances at his mother Amelia, while the mother again melengos and again try to find the lack of Moana.

"I have no sister or sister. I'm the only child. I asked my mom and dad. But my father said, "where do you want to have adek? mom, you don't want to make peace with me.". Indeed the man again fought, and now again separated the house. I don't know when I can balek again. I'm tired too, guys. So there's a solution for my mom and my dad, so that guy can give it to me? I don't feel good being the only child..." Moana.

The deg!

Butet was shocked when he heard his son's innocent speech. While her mother Amelia looked so excited and began to smile widely while looking at Butet.

"The imbecile, laugh at this ondel-ondel!" Inner Butet, when he saw his mother Amelia smiled widely because of the lack in the Butet family body.

Not only did Moana continue to fumble, until Tini's mother felt awkward and asked Moana to stop to talk and return to her stool. Things result, Butet can only bow shy in front of his mother Amelia.

"Many times say you!" Butet snapped, as her mother Amelia began to insinuate herself. Then Butet went to the school cafeteria and continued to regret Moana's words in front of the class.

Not only did he get there, because of Moana's innocence, on Moana's day of school, Butet was called to Tini's mother's office. Feeling concerned, Tini's mother tried to advise Butet to improve the growth and development of Moana. Unfortunately, Butet just nodded and agreed what Tini's mother said to him.

All the way home, Butet keeps nagging Moana. While Moana is busy with her game and feels she is innocent. Butet began to feel guilty, because every time he quarreled with Moan, Moana often knew it because of the voice of Butet and Moan who could not slow down when fighting.

"Huffff..!" Butet was upset, regretful and there was a feeling of blame for Moan who did not want to go home.

"It's all wrong of you that this is Moan!" Inner Butet.