This story is not about me, it's about my brother. His name is Fatih. Yeah, like the name of Congueror of Konstantinopel, Sultan Mehmed Al-Fatih.
He (my brother) is 12 years old and now in the last year of his basic school. I ever promise to bring him to Jakarta when holiday for him come, but i am not able yet. So today, with our Mom, at 18.40 he will enjoy his fisrt flight to get a holiday in the Capital of this country, Jakarta.
He never go anywhere by plane before, nor by train, just by bus. So, our family thought it'll be a great experience for him and to make him happy. And another reason is Surabaya-Jakarta takes about 9 hours by train. But it just takes about 1 hour and 10 minutes by plane.
His mind must be so complicated now. Because he will not only enjoy the trip from home (Madura) to Jakarta, but also during in his holiday in Jakarta, our nephews will take him go around with their daddy (my older brother) and mom (my older brother's wife), like Taman Impian Jaya Ancol, Taman Mini Indonesia Indah, and Puncak Bogor, maybe.
I am sure, when he comeback to Madura, he will has many stories about his holiday in Jakarta. I also suggest my mom to comeback to Madura by train, so he can also know how to go somewhere by train.
I can't tell much for this story. Let my little brother tell and i just wanna listen to him after his holiday. I will only give him a simple smile, because everything he is facing and feeling now, i have felt before. Sure, because i am his older brother. LOL
See you at home, bro.
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