"What's happening?"
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For fifteen years, Arman took the 6:15 AM executive train from Surabaya to Jakarta for his quarterly ministry meetings. He always sat in seat 4A, read his newspaper, and never spoke to anyone.
Dimas turned to him. "Arman. You ever think about what happens when the train stops?"