Bahasa Indonesia Really Novels & Stories

"Have you been living in Indonesia for a long time?" Mr. King laughed while pouring wine into the long-legged glass in front of him. That man looked at Amanda closely with a meaningful look. Amanda who was seen like that only put on a flat face, not tempted or affected at all. "I have several large companies in Indonesia. So I spend more time here than in America. For that reason, I studied Bahasa so I can be closer and comfortable in doing business," answered Mr. King. Amanda just nodded in understanding. Her head itching to look her back, wondering what the damned man doing with the woman who wearing the lacking material of the shirt.

I could talk to him about anything and he wouldn’t judge me. As I preferred to speak English rather than Bahasa Indonesia, chatting with him was refreshing. Since I went back to Indonesia, I seldom spoke English. I spoke more Bahasa Indonesia though I couldn’t help but mix it with English. My Indonesian friends preferred to speak Bahasa Indonesia, and thus chatting with Damian felt fabulous. My ex-husband couldn’t speak English, and it frustrated me. I was used to speaking English that sometimes I would just rattle on in English, especially when I was angry.

Josh said. "Mommy cooked a special dish for you, please come in." Julia invites Anna and Josh to come inside and lead them into the dining room. "Let me guess, Mommy pasti masak gule sama nasi goreng pete, kan?" Anna said in Indonesian. Julia chuckled. "Your Indonesian accent is still thick," said Juliah. "Well, I guess it's because every time I come home, my mom always cooks Indonesian food for me so I can't move on from Indonesian."

he said in halting English. Hazel smiled, amused, finding Noah's voice and the charming childlike pronunciation funny. She then lowered herself to Noah's level and accepted the tiny handshake. "Aku Hazel Maxwell, panggil saja Hazel!" she replied in Indonesian. "I'm Hazel Maxwell, you can call me Hazel!" Noah's eyes widened when he heard Hazel's reply in Indonesian. He then turned to Alice with a pout. "Mama lied! She can speak our language, Mama!" he protested. Alice burst into laughter at her son's cute expression.

Matt answered. "Correct!" said Reyna. “Tin is Arabic. In English, it's called a fig tree. Or in Indonesian, you usually call it a banyan tree." Shit! I cussed myself. I was surprised to learn this new knowledge. That meant the founders of the Indonesian state themselves made the same tree as the symbol of the fifth precept of Pancasila - the foundation of the Indonesian national ideology. It is written, "Social Justice for All the People of Indonesia."