Unfortunately, that excitement was killed instantly the moment he stepped onto the airplane.
Oh, no, Sheva had already been cured of his motion sickness. No, with his long exposure to air travel this year, the boy was basically used to this traveling method at this point. However, that didn't mean he had to like it, especially considering how long he would be trapped in this metallic bird.
The trip lasted for about fourteen hours, with the first half of the journey spent flying from Soekarno-Hatta Airport to Dubai for a transit. Then, they had at least three hours of resting in that luxurious airport, a time they could spend having breakfast if only the price there was a little bit more affordable.
"Fuck it, a normal fried rice with a kid portion is 10 whole dollars?! Are you kidding me?! That is around 160,000 Rupiah, and I could use the same amount of money to get at least ten bigger portions of the same fried rice back home!" Bagas cursed out loudly.
