The Special Key

“Of course I am… At least, in the central city like Port Moresby, there’s electricity and there are a lot more things we can do during the night…” said Mr. Deddy Timmy Sinulingga sniffing in his bit upset fashion. Then, he returned to his food which had been eaten until a half.

“How about the artefacts? If we all go to Port Moresby after our excavation, who will bring back those artefacts to Indonesia?” asked Mr. Simon Vallas in his bit confusion.

“We can ask our workers to bring them back to Indonesia first,” said Mr. Deddy Timmy Sinulingga in his relaxing fashion.

“I think so… Some of our workers are still staying in Jayapura, waiting for us, aren’t they?” commented Mr. Xavier Ottoman while chewing his food in his mouth.

“Nice strike… Finally we can go to Port Moresby after our excavation has finished then…” said Mr. Simon Vallas in his high spirit