City of Shared Stories
Has someone written about the area where you live?
Use our search to find creative writing about places you know.
To share your story follow the link below and type your story or poem about Kuala Lumpur.
Aku bangun dari tidur petang, menguap, terhuyung-hayang ke peti ais. Aku buka pintu, aku tenung, aku tutup semula.
"You carik makanan ke?" tanya si dia yang duduk di meja, mengadap skrin komputer dengan earphones pada telinga.
Aku mengeluh. Tarik nafas. Hembus nafas. Dan aku jawab, "Sometimes I just like to go to the fridge. Open it. Stare at the inside for a while. I'm not looking for anything. It's just something that guys do. You wouldn't understand it. So next time I stick my head inside the fridge, please don't ask what I'm looking for. Because I'm not looking for anything."
Puas hati aku, aku fikir. Tapi--
"Well," dia balas, "there's also the green thing. Opening the fridge releases CFCs that cause global warming. So if you're not taking anything from the fridge, please don't open it."
Aku terus ke bilik air, masukkan kepala aku dalam mangkuk tandas.
"You carik makanan ke?" tanya si dia yang duduk di meja, mengadap skrin komputer dengan earphones pada telinga.
Aku mengeluh. Tarik nafas. Hembus nafas. Dan aku jawab, "Sometimes I just like to go to the fridge. Open it. Stare at the inside for a while. I'm not looking for anything. It's just something that guys do. You wouldn't understand it. So next time I stick my head inside the fridge, please don't ask what I'm looking for. Because I'm not looking for anything."
Puas hati aku, aku fikir. Tapi--
"Well," dia balas, "there's also the green thing. Opening the fridge releases CFCs that cause global warming. So if you're not taking anything from the fridge, please don't open it."
Aku terus ke bilik air, masukkan kepala aku dalam mangkuk tandas.
16 people like this story.
