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Since childhood, I have been living in Jakarta. At 1990, my
father got a task in Bandung, so my mom, my sister, my home assistant, all my
stuff and I moved to Bandung.
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I also moved to a high school in Bandung. To me, it was the
most romantic school in the world, or at least, in Asia. It had an old style building.
There was a huge tree in the
school yard, it had a lot of branches and was really beautiful in the twilight
and cloudy afternoon, and also in the morning, if you want. Most people
believed that tree was haunted, but it didn’t make me scared. Except if I had
to sleep there all night.
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That school keeps a lot of memories. Especially about
someone that I really loved, someone who had filled my days back then. And
tonight I’ll tell his story to you. I will write all the story about him and what really
happened back then.
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Before that, I’m telling you my position right now. Tonight,
I’m in my workspace with hot lemon tea and Rolling Stones songs, in Central
Jakarta, in a house that my husband and I had been living in since 1997.
So let’s started, here is the story:
PART 2 THE FORTUNE TELLER
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