"I'm already in front of your house, are you awake?" Kevin asked Arra over the phone when the eighteen-year-old man called Arra at exactly five in the morning. "I'm helping my mother cook breakfast, want breakfast first, Bro?"
"No, Arra. May I come into your house? To ask permission only. Bro Raenal called me if she would only arrive at six in the morning. Before we're too late, can we go?" Arra chuckled, the woman put the knife on her mother's kitchen cutting board and began to say goodbye.
"Mommy, I'll open the door for Kevin first, I'll just go now." Arra nodded her head when she saw her mother smiling and walking after Arra. "Daddy is awake, mommy will call him."
"Bro, I will open the door." Arra ended the call by running towards the main door, running towards the yard by opening the gate of his own house. "Come on," said Arra asking Kevin to enter with his motorbike.
