This picture was taken in Salatiga, Central Java, in my previous Eid holiday.
Standing on top of a small hill, this house stood lonely looking at the East, kinda an elderly among the new generations. It has brick entrances that bring us to the steep, cemented steps lead to the front door. There are no gates surrounding the house, even we could pop up from the right of the house (there is a small path on the right, leading to the kampong).
I really hope the untold stories of the house and the architectural points could reserve this house from being altered, like the other old buildings.