The final exam was finally completed two weeks later. Boboiboy is just waiting for the results, which will come out today, exactly two days after the exam ends. Now he is practicing archery in his backyard. Two butlers waited for him. There is nothing special about the practice. Boboiboy always hits the middle target.

"Faizan, sir." A maid called him. He lowered his bow and looked back. "Letter from school."

The maid gave him a brown envelope. Boboiboy accepted it. "Thank you."

He then entered the house and opened the letter. He knew the letter contained the final test scores. Again nothing special. He gets A in all subjects. He felt normal, his face remained flat, not even smiling. Boboiboy walked to the family room, turned on his laptop, and contacted his parents. They are proud of him.

"Do you still want to go to Rintis?"

"Yeah, I already ordered the ticket. I will leave in the afternoon."

"Okay, be careful, son."

Boboiboy nodded and turned off the connection. He then went to his room and packed up. He only carried two bags, a large mountaineering backpack for clothes and bags for skateboards and bows and arrows.

Afternoon finally arrived. He was escorted to the station by his personal driver. Before he left, he said goodbye to all his servants and thanked them for serving him during his stay in Kuala Lumpur. The servants were sad and hugged Boboiboy. When he arrived at the station, he immediately put on a jacket and mask to avoid people. He also wears a hat to cover his hair. He is very easy to recognize because of his unique hair.

"Thank you for wanting to take me here," he said to the driver.

"You're welcome, sir. Be careful on the road, hope you get there safely."

Now, he sits in the waiting room chair. So far no one has recognized him, that's good. He wears bright orange parkas, short sleeved black shirts, gray pants, gray shoes, and black hats. The train came exactly 10 minutes after he arrived. He went straight to his car and sat in his chair. And the 4-hour trip to Rintis Island begins.

He arrived at Pulau Rintis station at 8pm. He no longer wears his mask and hat, because the people here look strange to him. It is impossible for people here to recognize him, Muhammad Rafaizan Affandi, as the son of a state official and heir of a large company. He just got off the train and a robot immediately hugged him.

"Boboiboy!"

Boboiboy smiled and hug the robot. "Hello, Ochobot. We haven't met for a long time," he said. "How are you?"

"Faizan." Boboiboy looked and found his grandfather walking in his collar. "Hello, son. How are you?"

"I'm fine, Grandpa," Boboiboy answered. "Father and Mother leave greetings to you."

Tok Aba chuckled in annoyance. "Those two, there is always no time to visit me." Boboiboy knew his grandfather was just pretending to be angry.

Boboiboy laughed stiffly. "Grandpa, they're a busy couple"

"Come on, let's go home." Tok Aba embraces Boboiboy. "Welcome back, kid."

[ Chapter Two ]
This works is fiction. Nothing real. Boboiboy is belong to monsta.This fic is dedicated for the series.

What Boboiboy likes on Rintis Island is the atmosphere. Here, the atmosphere is quiet and calm. It's actually quite crowded, but not as busy as Kuala Lumpur. Besides that, his grandfather, Tok Aba, is a good old man. He sometimes complained about his life to the grandfather.

"Sorry if my house isn't as big as your house," Tok Aba said suddenly.

"Eh? I am grateful, Tok," Boboiboy answered. "Sometimes having a big house isn't fun. I prefer a small house, as long as it's full of life."

Tok Aba chuckles. Boboiboy smiles. It is true. His house is too big for one person to inhabit. Even though he was accompanied by his servants, he didn't feel there was life there. Lately he has chosen his home in the elite area of Kuala Lumpur, his first home. There is no specific reason why he chose the house, except because the house guard system was tight enough that he could use it to drive away the intruders of his life.

"We arrived!"

Boboiboy got out of the car and stood in front of his grandfather's house. Tok Aba patted his shoulder, then invited him inside. Tok Aba immediately took Boboiboy to his room on the second floor. The room is smaller than the room in his house, but he likes it. The room was in the attic with a window directly facing the sky. Tok Aba even gave a small gift, a telescope.

"You can sleep now, I know you're tired," Tok Aba said.

"Thank you, Tok. Good night."

Tok Aba smiles, then closes the door. Now, there are only Boboiboy and Ochobot in the room. Ochocot remained silent, while Boboiboy opened his bag. He put all his clothes in the closet, his skateboard under the bed, and archery equipment at the table. After everything was done, Boboiboy changed his clothes and lay on the bed.

"How are you doing? What happened during the last 10 years?" Ochobot asked.

"I'm fine, I guess," Boboiboy answered. "I'm used to them, even though sometimes they make me lose control."

"I see."

The atmosphere between them returned to silence and awkward. Ochobot then decided to leave Boboiboy. After Ochobot left him alone, Boboiboy saw a black watch on his wrist. That watch was the source of his power, even though now he wasn't sure about that. He sighed and decided to sleep.

The next day, he was enjoying breakfast with Tok Aba. He forgot how delicious the taste of fried rice made by his grandfather. After breakfast, Boboiboy decided to exercise for a while. He took his skateboard and skateboarded around the area around his grandfather's house. He was too busy with his own thoughts and accidentally bumped into a girl.

"Ouch!"

Boboiboy immediately helped the girl. "Oh my God, I'm so sorry," he said. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," said the girl. "Thank you."

The pink hooded girl and Boboiboy looked at each other. For a second Boboiboy watched the girl. Her face is beautiful and elegant. For some reason, he felt there was something familiar when he was near the girl. The girl smiled and stood up. Boboiboy also did the same and he took the skateboard.

"Oh, I've never seen you," said the girl. "My name is Yaya. What's yours?"

Boboiboy was a little surprised when he heard how relaxed the girl was talking to him. Of all the people who have talked to him, they are always stiff. But not with this girl. "Raf-" He paused, don't use that name. "Boboiboy. I'm Tok Aba's grandson, from the city. I rarely going here, so maybe that's why you never see me."

The girl, Yaya, was surprised and chuckled. "What? Really? I never knew that Tok Aba had a grandson," she commented. "Nice to meet you, Boboiboy."

"It's also my pleasure to meet you too," Boboiboy said. "Look, I'm sorry about-"

"Ah, it's alright. It's also my fault, I'm too busy reading this list," Yaya said, showing Boboiboy a piece of paper. "Well, I have to go. See you, Boboiboy."

Yaya waved his hand and Boboiboy also did the same. He felt there was something strange about him, something he had never felt before. Boboiboy continues to see Yaya until the girl's figure disappears at the corner. Boboiboy then decided to return home, but the house was empty. There is a small note on the refrigerator door, saying that Tok Aba and Ochobot are at the cafe. Boboiboy took the note and sat for a while on the sofa. His mind still imagined Yaya's face.

"It's called love at first sight!"

"Blaze!"

"What !? We all agree that Yaya is different, not like that bi—"

"Hey! Watch your language!"

"Shut up all of you!" Boboiboy hit the table. All the voices on his head suddenly shut up and Boboiboy could breathe a sigh of relief. "Ugh!"

"We can be friends with her, she's different."

"I don't know," Boboiboy answered softly and hesitantly. "Humans always have two faces, right?"

"I'm sure you can."

"Yes! After all, if you want to be her boyfriend, you must be friends with her—OUCH!? Quake!"

"You're still a child, Thorn! Don't talk about dating. Who taught you that?"

"Blaze and Cyclone!"

"Aren't we the same age, huh?"

Boboiboy then felt dizzy because all of his elements quarreled and talked at the same time in his head. He massaged his forehead and thought of a way to be friends with Yaya.

"Oh dear God—"