One time at night and cold. Light rain accompanied by lightning, the Udin was rumbling stomach. Although exposed to drizzle, but Udin still desperate to go to the spot welder fried rice a distance of nearly one kilometer from his home.
With a motorcycle that was not exactly nice it, Udin penetrate the dense rows of thick drizzle in the evening. Bike without lights. Drizzle droplets that hit felt like a thousand needles piercing face Udin. Halah ,,,, lebay really.
Long story short, artisan Udin got fried rice instead of subscription and ordered a pack to take home.
Udin: "brother, fried rice one yes! The chicken that much and long wear ga!"
Handyman fried rice: "Okay, boss. Please sit down."
Udin: "Sip !!!"
Handyman fried rice "spicy fried rice or not, boss?"
Hearing the question, the Udin suddenly glared like a man possessed. Then said.
Udin: "Where I know, I have not tried it !!!"
Handyman fried rice: "Tuiiiing, Prak !!!" Throw udin wear plate .... LOL :v
MR.UDIN
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