Thursday, November 8, 2012


Pada suatu hari, seorang gaijin (foreigner) masuk ke kedai...

He's old. Very. But he looks fit, healthy.

He doesn't look like an English. I don't know what his nationality is.

Anyway, he came into the store and quickly asked me,


yeah, that's what I heard. So I said I'm sorry, and he repeated his question,


de heck, it still sounds the same.

I smiled, didn't know how to deal with him, and again, he's so quick, looking around searching for that thing he wanted by himself, knowing that I don't understand him.

He found it. Took it and while holding it he looked at me and smiled....


I could just ask him to spell it for me. but well, I was clueless that time.