“Wow,” I muttered in awe.

The cabin is vintage brown. From what I could see, it is three-storey with glass doors and windows. I couldn’t see the interiors because there were white curtains from the inside. A terrace was on the second floor, filled with a marble table, two chairs, and flowery plants in all corners. The whole area was vast, covered with bermuda grass, a fountain in front of the cabin’s entrance, and a variety of plans that were perfectly arranged. There was even a gazebo ...