Friend, that’s what i need now. I move to Indonesia, Tasikmalaya from New York city. Actually, i really don’t want to move here, but my mum said that i have to because my father’s job. I really miss my friend and my house in New York city.
“Mum, why don’t i live in grandma house? it will be better for me, than i have to live in this boring Country!” i shout to my mum from my new bedroom. My mum enter my room.
“I’m sorry honey, but your grandma’s too old to keep you safe!” my mum open my cupboard then put my clothes there.
“Aakh! whatever, i wanna go out to find fresh air” i leave my mum alone in my bedroom, then i go out from my new house and try to find a friend. But it’s really hard! every time i pass the people they just talking with Indonesian language but i think they’re talking about me.
And when i met someone that using blue and white uniform, she’s just say hi then she’s screaming like she’s meet with famous people. But then, someone say hello to me then ask my name.
“hello! what’s your name?” she ask with beautiful smile.
“ah! my name’s Devithia, what’s yours?” i give her a smile too.
“Yulianti, you can call me Yuli, by the way where do you live?” She ask agai.
“Near the city square, what’s that?” i pointed to something that she bring.
“owh, this is klepon, our traditional food, want some?” She give me the plastic bag. than i pick one, it’s the first time i eat food without anything on my hand. But when i eat it, there’s something come out from the food, liquid, but sweet. TASTY.
“it’s the sugar, we call it Gu-la me-rah” Yuli eat one of the green thing, called klepon. it’s going dark, Yuli go to her house, and i go home.
When i open the door, there’s a lot of Indonesian traditional food, And klepon is there. Without asking, i take two klepon and eat it on my lovely wooden chair. Then, my mum coming and say,
“AH! you like it? where did you know that food?” Mum ask me.
“i knew it from Yuli, my new friend! this food called Klepon, and there’s red sugar inside it, they called it gula merrah” I explain anything that i know to my mum.
Aaah, it’s not like what i expected. Indonesia is great! i really like klepon. And now, i have a lot of friend, and i know a lot of traditional food from them, it’s really nice to be here.
Cerpen Karangan: Syifani Abdillah Alghifari
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Yuk yuk ingat ingat lagi jajanan enak ala indonesia yang sudah langka…
enak ya kita jadi orang indonesia, banyak makanan traditionalnya! enak enak lagi, kalau teman teman paling suka makanan apa? yang taditional yaaa… bukan yang modern kayak pizza, burger, dkk.
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