A Promise Fulfilled

"Promise me that we will go to Lapo Siagian in Bandung". That conversation ended up in me promising her to go to Bandung, visiting the famous Batak traditional restaurant. More than one year later, I pay my debt, in an eventful trip.

The place is not hard to find once you are int he area, despite of its non-obvious location. Just follow where the smoke came from, with the smell of pork roasting. You will find the restaurant, down in an alley, under lighted with few neon light.

To our delight, they still have roasted pork to order, despite it was almost 2 pm. We just start a small talk about the plan when the food is served. Then suddenly it became silent. Only the crunch of crispy pork heard.


Instantaneously, all the exhaustion gone. The flat tire I have this morning, the 4 hour road trip, which is normally took 1 hour, and the low fuel on the highway that left us without Air Con for the last 30 minutes, all replaced with a happy smile, a familiar smile I saw almost one year ago, during our first trip.

We still kept silent, enjoying our meals, with crushed green chili, soured with squeeze of citrus. We ate, until nothing is left in the plate. Temptation to order another portion surge into our mind, but we decide to end the meals while it still taste good.

We pay the bill, and leave.... happy that a promise finally fulfilled....