Stevi walks home from school. There were a lot of cars parked at his house, but Stevi didn't have the slightest interest in treasure.
On the way home, Stevi was whistling and humming all the time. He did that to cheer himself up so he wouldn't get bored while on the road.
His family may be famous and rich, but Stevi is not that kind of person.
"Instead of me taking the car, I'd rather just take the bus. It must be a very different sensation."
That's the phrase that Stevi always remembers in his mind. Sit in one of the passenger seats. Opened the window of the bus, then let the outside air hit his face.
He kept looking out the window, enjoying the view of the always bustling capital city.
Even though he was born in Bandung, Stevi grew up in Jakarta. No one expected an innocent country girl to be someone so genius.
15 minutes later. Stevi arrived at the last stop. His house is not far from there.
