Alisha, Alfatih, and Arsyila stood together, their luggage piled high on a cart. "It feels so different," Alisha murmured, her eyes scanning the vibrant scene.
"I know, right? Everything seems smaller," Arsyila added, adjusting her backpack.
"Well, it's home," Alfatih said with a smile, trying to lift their spirits.
The streets seemed narrower, the trees taller, and the once bustling playground was now eerily silent. "I wonder if anyone we know still lives here," Arsyila mused, kicking a small stone along the pavement.
"We just need to give it time," Alisha reassured her siblings, though uncertainty lingered in her voice.
Alfatih hesitated as he reached for a bunch of bananas, unsure of how to negotiate in Bahasa Indonesia. "Let me handle this," Alisha offered, stepping up to the vendor with a confident smile.
The siblings struggled with the currency and unfamiliar words, but their laughter eased the tension, drawing curious but friendly glances from the locals.
Arsyila let out a delighted gasp. "This place is magical," she exclaimed, running her fingers through the fragrant blooms.
"I can't believe we never found this before," Alfatih said, settling onto the soft grass.
"It's like our own secret haven," Alisha whispered, feeling a sense of peace wash over her.
"Remember when we got lost in Brussels?" Arsyila giggled, leaning against Alfatih's shoulder.
"How could I forget? It was an adventure," Alfatih replied, chuckling at the memory.
"And now we're here, making new ones," Alisha added, her heart full of contentment.
"I think we're finally finding our place here," Alisha said softly, her gaze fixed on the twinkling constellations.
"As long as we're together, we'll be okay," Arsyila agreed, reaching for her siblings' hands.
"Yes, we will," Alfatih said, feeling a deep sense of belonging.
