Sultan's Program next holiday

Zhillan: Hi Sultan!
Sultan : Hi! How are you?
Zhillan: I'm fine, thank you.
Sultan: What are you doing?
Zhillan: I'm planning for my next holiday season.
Sultan: Really? What are you going to do next holiday?
Zhillan: I'm going to travel or explore around a city.
Sultan: Where is it?
Zhillan: In Paris, France!
Sultan: Wow, amazing! With whom will you travel with?
Zhillan: I will travel with my entire family.
Sultan: Are you going to the Eiffel tower?
Zhillan: Of course! You don't have to ask again.
Sultan: How are you going to get there?
Zhillan: By plane, the British Airways.
Sultan: Why would you go there?
Zhillan: Because it is my dream since I was little.
Sultan: When will you go?
Zhillan: This December.
Sultan: Isn't it winter?
Zhillan: I never see snow, so I want to go at winter.
Sultan:Amazing!
Zhillan: So what are you going to do at your holiday?
Sultan: I will go to Japan.
Zhillan: Wow! With whom will you go?
Sultan: With my Robotic Team.
Zhillan: What are you going to do there?
Sultan: I have a competition.
Zhillan: What competition?
Sultan: A Robotic competition.
Zhillan: Cool! Where will that competition takes?
Sultan: In Tokyo.
Zhillan: When will it take place?
Sultan: On December 7th.
Zhillan: How will you win it? Do you have a plan?
Sultan: Of course I have a plan, but its a secret.
Zhillan: Why would you want to join the competition?
Sultan: Because I am a master of robotics in Indonesia.
Zhillan: Great! I hope you win!
Sultan: Thank you!
Zhillan: Your welcome.

Someone who helped me

Thank you, Mr. Someone!

A few years ago, My friends and I planned a group work on one of my friend's house. His house is big, with access for internet and supplies. It also had a lot of facilities. There is only one problem: his house is located in the middle of Cimahi, and base from the map he sent to me, in the middle of a dense urban area in Cimahi. At that time, I only know the roads from my house to my school, and from my house to a supermarket.

I told my parents about this and they gave me some money for a taxi. They don;t have enough time to drive me to my friend's house. So I ordered a taxi. But neither I nor the driver has ever drive around to Cimahi, let alone its urban area. While looking at the google map, I realized that  my phone's battery is dying, with its color changed from green as leaf to red as blood. After a while, we found what seemingly looks like the place based on the map, The driver, probably a bit furious because he can't find the place, told me that the place should be right and I can drop here just fine. So I left the car (after paying, of course).

As soon as the car goes, the phone's battery ran out and cannot be turned on. I remembered the map said that the house is located on the street in front of me. But that street in front of me is a small alley, near a rice field. That didn't make sense. I knew that my friend's father is a director at Pertamina and his mother is a banker, and adding the facts he proclaimed at his house, none of which match my logic. And honestly, I was pretty scared to go into that dark space.

After a lot of walking in a circle, I stopped a a mini market. Luckily I brought my phone charger, before this  I wasn't able to charge it since I was going around in the asphalt of the streets. I was able to charge my phone and get a pinch of information. He said that his house has a black fence in the end of the street, at JL. Cangkuang. The name doesn't sound royal to me , so I braved myself and went to the alley.

There are no black-fenced house in the end of the street nor the end of the street next to the black-fenced house, although both are pretty common, there are no combination between black fence and street's end. There are no Jl. Cangkuang either. In fact, there are no named street on the alley complex.

Seeing me walking in circle for the second, third, fourth time, a man called me. "Hey, what are you looking for" I said the description of my friend's house. "Huh, there are no such place here, but your friend might live in that rich hedonist bourgeois community in that high fenced complex" Wait, after all of this time, there are a rich-people-only housing complex with barbed wire nearby? how did I don't notice it? I asked the man if he can show me the way, and he said yes.

So finally, I passed the complex's security guard with his scary eyes,and found Jl. Cangkuang. Turns out, the map my friend gave me was completely false and absurd. Looking back, that man might has saved me from running out of money, getting depressed, or even from the chance of thiefing or robbery. So thank you, Mr. someone-there!

Introduction

Introduction

One day on a library

Sultan: Hello, where did you get that book?

Zhillan: From bookshelf A3.

Sultan: Ah, thank you. By the way, I'm Sultan, what's your name?

Zhillan: My name is Zhillan, nice to meet you.

Sultan: Nice to meet you, too. Where do you live?

Zhillan: I live in Cigadung.

Sultan: Oh really? I live in Cigadung to! What is the addres?

Zhillan: At Pesantren Street. What about you?

Sultan: I live at Farmakologi Street.

Zhillan: Do you like playing football?

Sultan: Of course! Maybe we can join the extracurricular together.

Zhillan: What class did you get?

Sultan: It's X-MIPA-3

Zhillan: Wow, I'm that class to!

Sultan: Let's go to our class.

Zhillan: Sure!