SHORTSTORY-Mysterious man
This is a mystery story that happened to a noodle seller. One night a mysterious man arrived who ordered five glasses of bitter coffee and three portions of bakmi godok.
Even though it doesn't make sense because maybe one person can afford to spend that much drink and food, the seller still serves them. So what happened was truly unexpected.
As a noodle seller who opens his shop at night, Mr. Japar has experienced unreasonable incidents once or twice.
That night at twelve o'clock. A man came to Pak Japar's stall. Without permission, immediately sat on the wooden chair provided. Three fingers of his right hand are raised straight up. Means ordering three portions of noodles.
"Fry?" asked Mr. Japar. The man shook his head. Even though he didn't say a word, Mr. Japar was responsive. The buyer wants noodle godok.
Again the man shook his head when Mbok Japar offered him tea, ginger, wedang uwuh or hot orange. He wrote on a piece of paper instead.
Oh my gosh... the writing is really bad. However, you can still read '5 glasses of bitter coffee'. Not wanting to disappoint the buyers, Mbok Japar immediately made five large glasses of hot coffee without sugar.
While waiting for the godok noodles cooked by Mr. Japar to be cooked, the man gagged and drank the hot coffee without sugar he ordered one by one.
Mbok Japar was stunned. The hot Pait coffee was guzzling down just like drinking iced syrup. Five glasses only two remaining.
"Mango, sir... the bakmi godok," said Mr. Japar while giving three portions of the hot, bubbly, bakmi godok.
"Hah...?!" Like his wife, Mr. Japar is curious to see how his customers eat the noodles he makes. The noodles, which were still hot and puffy, were simply shoved into his mouth. Without feeling the slightest bit hot.
Inevitably, in less than three minutes, the three portions of noodle godok were finished. Slippery, into his stomach. Then ended by drinking the remaining two glasses of pait coffee.
Suddenly Mr. Japar heard a haiiik... which was quite loud. Apparently the buyer was 'antop'. Expel the air from his stomach through his throat.
As a sign that the buyer is satisfied with the noodles he is eating. At the same time there was a hauuuung sound...like a dog 'mbaung'.
Mr. Japar turned his head. The man's nose was no longer visible. On the wooden chair, only a large dog with jet black fur could be seen.
... but you are not Andreas Seta? It's a report about a report? Okay. Guys, that's not the same as self-written texts. Don't let this become a habit... ;-))