
"You want to get into the bazaar? Can I join?"
Sifa looked at the friend, to ask her opinion.
"Can't you? This is Mr. Abash's twin, the policeman" whispered Sifa.
"Huh? Geez, I thought Mr. Abash. Uh, where'd you know that?" ask Amel.
"Let's see the jacket I'm wearing. The average police officer wears a leather jacket, plus a necklace around his neck, obviously if he is a police officer," Sifa replied in a whisper.
Echem ...
Abash deliberately cleared his throat to grab the attention of Sifa and Amel who were still whispering. The two girls turned to the source of the voice.
"May," replied Amel with a smile that they.
Arash returned a smile to Amel. Yes, the man who saved Sifa was Arash. On patrol yesterday, Arash saw a food bazaar. Because Arash likes traditional snacks, therefore, this man who works as a policeman, took the time to attend a bazaar event that was only held once a year.
At first Arash had invited his cousin to come to Bazar, but they were busy with their respective partners. Especially the one who has a husband.
Actually Sifa slightly objected when Amel agreed to Arash's request. But how else, the friend agreed.
Arash, Sifa, and Amel went hand in hand. Sifa was halfway between Arash and Amel.
'Seru too yaa, if I marry Abash, Sifa can marry her twin!' amel's mind while smiling to himself.
Yes, Amel deliberately agreed to Arash's request to join them, because he wanted to make Sifa be close to the twin of the man he had been in his assessment for a long time.
Amel has loved Abash for a long time. In fact, the choice of information technology majors was deliberately taken in order to have a reason to get closer to Abash. But Amel never knew Abash had a twin.
The Moza family was really very clever in masking the identity of his descendants.
"Sifa, this looks good!" amel said when stopping at a traditional food stand in North Sumatra.
Gold fish cooked using cassava leaves and flush with yellow seasoning was called arsik cuisine, more precisely Tapanuli cuisine.
"What is this cuisine, Mas, the name?" amel asked the stand guard.
"Oh, this is arsik's cooking, ma'am." The stand guard began to explain anything that consisted of the cuisine.
"Please taste it, Ma'am, Mas" said the stand guard as he offered a piece of fish to Arash, Sifa, and Amel.
"I'm sorry, I don't like goldfish" said Amel refused to give the stand guard.
Sifa and Arash also tasted the Tapanuli cuisine.
"Don't, man, but why aren't the scales thrown away?" ask Sifa.
"That's one of the characteristics of cooking goldfish. And one more thing, if you eat goldfish, don't fuss,"
"meaning?" sifa asked confusedly.
The stand guard approached Arash and Sifa, so they brought his face closer to the stand guard man.
"The myth, if you eat goldfish, do not beh noisy and moan a lot of bones. The more complaining, the more the bones."
Sifa and Arash also re-enforced their bodies while roaring.
"Why?" ask Amel.
Sifa blinked her eyes as if she could not say it at this moment. After they finished tasting, they moved to another food stand.
"Wow, there's Acehnese cuisine, yukk.." asked Sifa.
Arash and Amel also followed Sifa who walked towards the Aceh cuisine stand.
"What's delicious, what's this cooking?" sifa asked when she saw a green broth to Kuningan with smoke rising.
"It's called kuah pliek u"
"What fruit?" ask Sifa again.
"The pliek u. Typical cuisine of Aceh."
"What is it? how come there's a conical cones?" amel asked as he looked at a black conical conical snail on a plate.
"If in Aceh, the conch is called chu."
"Chu?" amel and Sifa said with a small laugh.
"That's a big name," said Sifa.
"Yes. So, this Chu is cooked with some vegetable ingredients, such as young papaya fruit, melinjo seeds, melinjo leaves, and some other ingredients. Then cooked with a pliek u."
"This." the stand man showed a coconut that looked rotting.
Sifa and Amel were a little disgusted at what the stand man showed.
"Sorry, but, is that a rotten coconut?" great-granddaughter Sifa.
Men stand smile. "Yes, just like salted fish dried. The same with the Pliek u. So, the old coconut will be dried until it dries like this, then processed to be like this." the man in the booth shows a pliek u that has become granules like sand.
"This? At eat?" ask Amel.
"Yes, please try." The man gave three bowls of U-pliek sauce to Sifa, Amel and Arash.
Sifa and Amel felt hesitant to taste the cuisine, in contrast to Arash who looked relaxed while enjoying it.
Vnb ...
The focus of Sifa and Amel was turned to Arash who was sucking snails from his shell.
"Don't you, try it" Arash told Sifa and Amel.
Sifa swallowed her saliva as Arash inhaled the sauce directly from his bowl.
"It's really good" said Arash.
Sifa also tasted a little taste of the sauce because she was curious. Sifa's eyes immediately faded.
"Yes, delicious. Sifa also tasted the conch or Chu in the sauce.
Vnb ... Vnb ...
"Eem, really good!" sifa.
As good as anything said by Sifa and Arash, Amel still felt amused to eat it, what else considering the main ingredients of the sauce.
"I'm sorry, I don't want to" Amel said unpleasantly.
"What's wrong, if not Acehnese, do not like this sauce."
Sifa and Arash had finished finishing the piek.
"Bak, Mas, would you like to try the uncooked U Pliek?" haggling the man stand.
Amel Sudha shuddered amusedly, and so did Sifa. If you eat pliek sauce, it is because it has been cooked, this, they suggest to eat the pliek u uncooked?
"Not yet, my dear," refused Sifa.
Unlike Arash who is curious about the taste of the pliek u itself. "I want to try."
Men stand to give the pliek u that has been mixed with salt and sugar, then cayenne pepper that has been in Cooper into one with the pliek u.
"Have you heard about Salak Pliek? Here it is, please try it," said the stand man.
Arash casually tasted it. "Wow, yummy." again, Arash took a wrong piece and dipped it into a patch that was already in Cooper to be even smoother.
The curious Sifa also felt it. "Emm, that's fine."
"So, what about the opinion of Mas and Mbak, with Aceh cuisine?"
"Enak" Sifa and Arash answered simultaneously.
After being satisfied with Acehnese cuisine, they also tried cuisine from Papua, where the main ingredient is sago.
The stand man also offered two bowls of sago porridge to Arash and Sifa.
"This song is from a tree trunk, try it," Sifa told Amel who was quite picky food.
"I'm a little cicipin, yes," Amel also tried just from the tip of the spoon.
"Where?" ask Sifa.
Amel looked at the face of his friend. " Good."
Yeah, who doesn't know the taste of sago-based cooking. Of course, it feels very global and loved by the people of Indonesia.
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