The strory began when i was at elementary school. It was my 3rd year. Everyday, my dad took me to the school, but someone who picked me up isnt my father, its my aunt, her name is Utami. I often call her Bule Ut. She is my father's sister, and she is the last daughter of my grandfather. She has a son, his name is Dayat, everyone also often called him Emin or Shaolin. Its because he has a bald head when he was a baby. Me and Dayat is a best partner when we were at elementary school. We spend a lot of time playing as a children. After school, we often went to our uncle's house, not far from our school and waiting Bule Ut for picked us up. But, that day we decided to not go to our uncle's house. It was boring wating pickup, so we decided to go home with walking 6 KM away. We were still 8 years old and we didnt know the direction. So, I decided to take shortest rute, even when we were lost, we can ask for the direction to the poeple around us. We started walking, it was 12.0...