A few minutes later we arrived at an exclusive village. I looked around.
"The houses here are huge!" I exclaimed.
"Yeah" agreed Kuya. "I think we're here".
"You're not sure, Kuya?" I wondered. He doesn't know where his own house is?
"I have been missing for over two years" Kuya explained. "I don't know why there is a need for a change of residence"
"Don't you want it,, Kuya?"
"Why? do you want to live here? Look at this place!"
"It seems nice" was my response. The houses are big. It looks safe.
"Eliah, it's like a ghost town here. The neighbors aren't socializing too much"
"Ah, sounds good to me," I said. This is my ideal neighborhood. Kuya furrowed his forehead and rolled his eyes. He used his phone to make a call. Someone opened a gate nearby. He started to drive towards that an
