Love, Life, and Jennifer
Pecel Lele

My chest feels tight, every time Young Joon says that.

My cheeks are heating up because of it...

"W-what do you mean...?"

"Today, I did not hear your curse at all... Haha..." He said then looking straight ahead.

What's?! What does that say?!

"What mak..."

"It's easier to face Jennifer Elizabeth Lie, when she swears." He said, looking towards me

I was stunned, thinking about his words.

Does he know me as a person who likes to curse, until he says so? Have I never been sweet to her all this time? Is...

The sound of my stomach breaking this silence, we stared at each other, then laughed...

"All right, how's this?"

"How's what?" Answer me

"Where are we going to dinner tonight?"

I thought, and I didn't find an answer, it was 22:00, it's only natural that many restaurants were closed.

"Look, how about we go down the street, who knows if there's a restaurant still open?" I said

"Aaaah... Alright!" Young Joon said, just before starting the car engine, then drove it forward.

Along the way, we looked around each other, hoping to find a suitable place to eat, but nil! Even if there is a restaurant that is open, no more than a fast food restaurant, or a restaurant that serves a menu that I often encounter in America there!

Young Joon stopped his vehicle, seeing me so frustrated that he didn't find a suitable restaurant...

I stared at the catfish tent right in front of our car.

I looked at Young Joon with a smile, and so did Young Joon.

"What's wrong? Do you have any ideas?" He said with a smile.

I showed the tent with my eyebrows to him.

"meaning?" Young Joon frowned

"You've never tried that, have you?" I said while showing the tent where to eat.

Young Joon turned his head in that direction, then shook his head faintly.

"Yet..."

"Come on! We eat there!" I said excitedly, then removed the seat belt.

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"I'll pick you a dish that's really delicious!" I said as I stared at the menu

Young Joon, too, stared at the writing, next to me.

"Rere goleng clamps..."

"Beige fried catfish, Young Joon!" I then looked cynically at him.

Young Joon smiled at me.

"Haha... What's that...?"

"Catfish." My legow

He seemed to think, then...

"Ah, okay!"

"Would you like to try?" I said

"OK! Can do!"

"Yasshooks!" I said as I waved at a servant

"Yes, mba'... What do you want to order?" Said the man who seemed to be my age just after coming up to me, preparing to record the order, with a small book as well as a pen.

"I'd like a kremes catfish, 1... The teruss... Her fried pigeon, is there?" I said looking towards him

"She, mba'!" Legally for sure

"Ok, that's one, sweet sour shrimp, 2 servings, rice 2 servings, iced tea sweet 1, 2 oranges." I said.

The waiter then passed, shortly after taking down my order.

I, who was sitting next to Young Joon, now moved to the position, and sat down in front of him.

"Hey, why are you sitting there?" Protestations

I looked towards him.

"Hmmm... What's up?" I said

"Why are you there, not here?" He said, pointing to where I was sitting before.

"I don't really like sitting next to each other, if it's just eating together." Answer me

Yeah... I really don't like that... I don't know! It's just weird for me!

Young Joon grimaced at me, and I smiled, until suddenly a pair that seemed to be lovers entered this tent, trying to find a place that was not really too crowded.

The girl approached Young Joon, and the man who seemed to be the girl's lover, followed him from behind.

"Cathisshhh... You're nothing!" Scream the girl at the man.

"Pu-pukans... I'm Song Joongki's side." Young Joon said grimacingly.

I, who had been watching the girl's behavior, finally stood up, and the man looked at me.

"Mba', he's not Song Joongki..." Ketusku

Young Joon finally stood up, and smiled at me, as if relieved.

"Sorry, what do you mean, mba'?" The girl looked like she couldn't believe me.

"He's Chinese, Song Joongki is from Korea!" I said, still with a tone and nose of a gluttonous face!

Young Joon seems to widen his eyes, as well as the girl, the more in disbelief!

"Hlnihh... Why the hell! Who the hell, sok..."

"Sorry, man... Why are you staring at my wife like that?" Young Joon said to the man who seemed to be the girl's lover, and automatically, the girl stopped her speech, and turned to the man who was looking at me as if amazed.

I turned towards the man, but Young Joon approached me, and immediately embraced me.

"Listen, lady... I have Song Joongki... I'm the husband of this woman." He said then looked at me.

The girl looked embarrassed, with her attitude, then bit her lips.

"And you, man... I'm pikil, it's not good how you look at the rain chick, in front of your pacal..." Said to the man.

The girl stared intently at the man, then hurried away leaving the man who finally caught up with her.

I immediately removed Song Joongki's embrace, ummm... I mean Young Joon.

"You can speak Indonesian?" My investigation.

Young Joon looks misbehaved, rubbing the back of his head, while laughing silly!

"Haha... Tha-that... It's a little, not a lot." The answer is wrong.

"Do you understand my every swear in Indonesian?" Investigate again.

His face flushed red, he increasingly looked misbehaved.

"I-it's... That's..."

"Order, ma'am!" Said a waiter, serving the food I ordered.

"Eh, yes, mas.. Thanks..." My heart, then sat down, as well as Young Joon, who then chose to sit in his first place, as if avoiding my question.

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I still keep looking at him who now seems excited about eating dishes.

"Waaahh.... You right! It's so delicious! Is this his name?" Said while pointing at the fried catfish kremes

"Eh, oooh... Kremes fried catfish." Then I answered smiling.

"Baaahh... Yep! Rere..."

"Young Joon! It's really big leo!" I got upset, then scooped the gravy into my nose.

Young Joon laughed at my swearing, as well as myself.

Young Joon seems to love this dish so much, he ordered it back 3 times! Waw!

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"Yeahhhh.... I'm so full!" He said behind the steering wheel.

"Clearly! You look like someone who hasn't eaten in years, before!" Ketusku, then put on a seat belt.

"really?" He said he smiled in disbelief at me.

"Hmmmmm...."

Young Joon seemed to have trouble wearing his seatbelt, seeing the size of his belly, making me lose my temper, and then wearing it for him.

"Done!" I said, shortly after successfully fitting the seat belt, then back to sitting in the original position.

Young Joon looked at me in disbelief. He slightly opened his mouth, and his narrowed eyes were slightly enlarged.

"Wait what else, let's run the car!" I said

"Baaahh... I-yes..." Then he did the car.

"Food earlier... Really delicious!" He said, occasionally looking at me.

"Hmmm.... You likey?" I said, looking towards him.

"Yes! Sure thing!" The answer is full of passion.

I looked at him, then smiled.

"Liking what?" I said with a smile looking at him.

"meaning?" He said he glanced at me, who was still staring at him.

"Liking the dish, or the person ordering the dish?"

'Ciiiiiiiiiiittttt!'

The squeaking sound of car tires rubbing against the asphalt sounded so loud, when Young Joon stepped on the brake pedal suddenly!

Luckily, we were wearing seat belts, so there was no impact!