Kota Itu Datang

Hari Minggu. Bu Berg melihat keluar jendela.

It is Sunday. Mrs Berg looks out of the window.

Taksi yang sangat kecil berhenti di hotel.

A very small taxi stops at the hotel.

Pintu terbuka. Omar keluar.

The door opens. Omar comes out.

Sara keluar. Leo keluar, berteriak.

Sara comes out. Leo comes out, shouting.

Pak Lund keluar, perlahan.

Mr Lund comes out, slowly.

Lalu Tom keluar. Taksi itu naik sedikit.

Then Tom comes out. The taxi goes up a little.

“Apakah ini ulang tahun?” kata Bu Berg. “Apakah Anda punya pesanan?”

“Is it a birthday?” Mrs Berg says. “Do you have a booking?”

Tidak ada yang punya pesanan.

Nobody has a booking.

Hari ini pintu dapur terbuka. Itu baru.

Today the kitchen door is open. That is new.

Mereka semua duduk di satu meja panjang.

They all sit at one long table.

Nenek membawa roti. Sara berdiri.

Grandma brings the bread. Sara stands up.

Sara melihat Nenek. Nenek melihat Sara.

Sara looks at Grandma. Grandma looks at Sara.

“Kamu tua,” kata Sara.

“You are old,” Sara says.

“Kamu juga,” kata Nenek.

“You too,” Grandma says.