A Special Girl

My First Friend By Debby Zunta I entered to a hallway of the boardinghouse that looked so narrow. I was happy that I could reach this place. I walked into a door. It was my room that had been rent for me by mamah. Now, I was with my cousin in my boarding. She woul d accompany me until 9 days. It was the kindess of my landlady that my cousin may stay for free because I was a new student. Actually , my father also accompany me, but in the first day in Yogyakarta only. Yes, He was typically a busy man. No, don’t imagine my father like a male tie. He is busy with all his cattle and harvesting paddy. I was not a rich girl. I was just thinking that I was smart and I could. All would go with it and all would follow me with all of my trust. My father actually didn't allow me to get school in Yogyakarta. Moreover, my school was a private school and chatolic. It was expensive enough and I can enter to the best public school in Cilacap and Purwokerto, but why  must in Yogyakarta? I a...

The First step by Debby Zunta The sounds of w h eels made me happy. GESSTTTT... G ESSTTT . Sounds so fantastic. The train ran  very fast. Took  me into a new story in my live. What will happen to me? Just gues s , gues s did not change my story. Time  was  walk ing , and I must run. I was in the way going to Yogya. The special place in Indonesia. Yes of course it was special. Everyone said, If you ha d gone there it will take you back again and again. Maybe it maybe happen to me. I was so c u rious. Logawa screamed again.. tuttt tuttt.. gessttt. It needed three hours to reach Yogya from my city. I seen so many things in the way, field, cave, mount ain , mounta ins , it  were  all incredible. I was sit inside of an old man. He looked a happy old man, alone but looked so fresh . I can see there are so many greats experience in his life. He is looking at me now and started to talking. “Hey girl, where is your destination?” “Yes sir. I want to ...