A fresh, quiet morning.
Birds chirped, and the faint smell of burning wood lingered in the air, wrapping the village in its crisp fragrance.
Children were already preparing themselves for school.
Mother: "ANGGA! WAKE UP! IT'S ALREADY MORNING!"
Angga (rising from bed, sluggish): "Ah… yeah, yeah, I'm up..."
Mother: "You stayed up late again, didn't you? Now you're oversleeping!"
Angga (groggy tone): "Ah… who stayed up late? Don't yell so early in the morning, Mom..."
Mother (soft tone): "Yeah, yeah, my handsome boy." (pinches his cheek)
Angga: "Ow! That hurts, Mom…"
Mother: "Go take a shower already, or you'll be late."