The Journey to Lembang

(Right to Left: Me, Iman, Aunty, Dahlan and Yayan)

Road to village..

It may be a bit strange, but that is true. We are 8 brothers n sisters consists of 4 girls and 4 boys. The oldest is girl n the second one is boy. The next is girl and me is number 4. The 5th is girl again, then boy.. another girl and the last one is boy.. It's very rare, isn't it? Girl-Boy-Girl-Boy (me)-Girl-Boy-Girl-Boy.. we are all 8 brothers and sisters.

It is strange that we all, the boys, have never had any chance to go along together. Same time, same place. And last Saturday, was the first time for us going together in one vehicle. I didnt know what was in their mind, but what I felt is, I was so sad to realize that after all these time, all these years, we just have a chance to go together on that day. 

Where were we? 

I guess, we've been struggling so hard in life, one to each other, so that  rarely  have a chance to spend our time together, for travellling. God, it feels so good. I feel warm among them. Share laugh. Eye hunting for a nice good looking girl, well, as a boy in common.. 

Feels so great! We've been just like a friends..

I hope we could have chance like this more often.. 

I hope all of our brothers have the same feeling about me, that we are all always connected eventough we are separated b'cos of our effort to struggle.. 

Nothing is matter but brotherhood! 

Nothing is matter but family!

I guess our dady is having a big smile way up there!!!

Yayan, Iman and Dahlan (left-right)