Thirty five years ago... It was nine o'clock in the evening, the surrounding outside their house is peaceful. Their house is situated in the middle of the farm and their next neighbors were about fifty meters away. He was busy folding papers to make paper airplanes for his younger brother. They were in the living room of their simple house, spending the night with his brother and father. A seven-years old boy who's smarter than any one with the same age as him, and a little different than any ordinary kid. He has angelic face, has eyes showing wisdom, and has a regal posture, unique for a young boy from an ordinary family. He stood up when he heard a noise a few meters away from the front yard. He went to the window to see the truck that stopped in front of their front yard. "Papa, Gran

