WHO ATE THE BREAD?
By Ana Sakinah
Once upon a time, there were an
old man and his son lived in a suburb. His wife has died when the boy
was two years old. She got heart attack. The old man loved his son so
much that he gave everything his son asked. It was because he did not
want to see his son sad. He did not want to lose his only on, as he had
already lost his wife. He wanted to grow his son well, so that his wife
could smile.
The boy named Han. Han was sixteen and was a charming boy. He was
oval-faced, thanks to his thin cheek. His eyes were as deep as the blue
sea. He had a pointed nose—which shone when the sunlight passed on it.
His lip was as nice as a thin cut-lemonade.
Just a week later, he would have his birthday party. The party would be
the greatest party ever. All villagers would be invited to attend the
party. Their house would be beautifully decorated by the professional
decorators. Han’s father took his son to the most branded saloon in the
city. He got his new hair-style. He also got some expensive shirts,
T-shirts, and trousers that they bought in famous stores.