Dusk Bleak

Ikan

“Flood again.“

“Better now we look at the sunset with grim course yes.“

“Eh bored.“

“Ke what to say.“

“We look for food only yuk.“

“What's more.“

“Filse burn only.“

“OK we stopped by.“

Both drop by. Even nearly stung because of lack of balance equal less flat streets.

Then parked just like that in a parking lot that is full of immigrants who are willing to look for a place that is lesehan or if it is full of arranging two large tables to be made one and combined with the number of seats that are adjusted to the newcomers.

“Yang cheap only.“

“Small divided by two hihi.“

“Ngirit.“

They choose the ones that are cheap, but can eat well. About half a kilo or less. In order to run out.

“Restimated.“

“Live that one kilo.“

“Mahal dong.“

Or if you need to find the mujair sir and the gold fish are still there. Gurami burn it that lives big. Mostly behind, on the fish barrel made a lot to meet the needs of consumers. Even if the water is overflowing some fish escape because they do not want to be baked in the restaurant, although finally caught the same fishermen or anglers who are passionate about getting quality large fish and are very popular with the young old.

“Both is also not necessarily finished.“

“How else. “

“Yes, we ate together. “

“OK. “

They ordered a big one. One kilo. The count is per ounce. With added drinking. If rice and lalapan are packaged. That's also pretty expensive. But the pleasure is nothing. Because in a minute if there is only 55 thousand at most. While here double. The obvious about the taste is famous everywhere until the warung it uterus alone is full of visitors who love it a lot. Not only from the local tourism, even those far away are also curious. So that when passing or returning to relatives took time to stop for a moment.

Then find a seat. Dimaa. On a lesehan that was near the pond. While watching the fish and the peancing outside. While looking at the sunset that radiates redness does not roast. While receiving a piece of natural angina that continues to blow until the end of the twilight.

“Full once.“ They complain. Finally sitting. Only with a few people where a table full of fish and vegetables and rice drinks it. Next is turn. And that serves a lot. It's still lacking. Because the atmosphere this time was different. There are nuances of holidays that have long been coveted. So many visited him. Even when all is closed because of pandemic, here also remains open even though always adhere to health protocols. With the inclusion of using a temperature gauge and using a pedui application. Then it will be comfortable. The dating is safe, the serving is also convenient. Anyway, everything can be arranged. It will be good in time.

That's why I waited for him too long. Though the lalapan is over. Blended welok. It tastes quite sweet and tender after being boiled in the right hands. Not to mention that the spicy sambal is matchless. Increasingly add to the fun of the lalaban. While the rice and fish were waiting for him.

Then come out roast the fish with a distinctive aroma that snagat lure in the nose and want to immediately spend it until the thorns all want to be swallowed though impossible. After a long wait, a lot of it is over.

They eat with gourmand.