Yesterday, I have just finished reading the third novel of Andrea Hirata—if I may say, he’s the best young novelist I know so far—called Edensor. The introduction of me with Andrea Hirata’s novels is a sere coincidence. Before that I had no idea if there was a novelist named Andrea Hirata. I have this usual meeting with my college best bud named Mia. She’s a real busy person, we can meet like every 5 months or so although we live in the same city. It’s about time difference my friend, as if she were living somewhere in the USA. On the day that we had agreed before, we met in our sanctuary place, “Food Court BSM”, one of the biggest malls in Bandung. We usually talk about lives, who has made the progress or is there any news from our friends about the upcoming wedding or our future wedding. The chat started from her life then to mine and how she thought that I was very lucky for having such variation in life through my cyber space life. The moved on to the conversation about travel