Sam💎 :
It’s literally 3 AM, the whole world is asleep, and here I am sitting in front of my kompor kecil with mie sedap rebus yang udah setengah matang. Like bro, siapa sih yang ngasih ide bikin mie jam segini? My stomach was like “feed me or I’ll make weird noises” and my brain langsung auto-reply: mie sedap time.
You know that feeling pas lagi ngaduk mie, air panas kena tangan dikit but you don’t even care, because the thought of that savory kuah hitting your soul is stronger than the burn. Kayak… this is not just mie, this is emotional support. Some people have therapists, some people have journals, I have mie sedap jam 3 pagi.
And honestly, the best part? When you open that bumbu sachet the minyak bawang, the bubuk, the kecap like wow, suddenly your dapur kecil berubah jadi Michelin star restaurant. Like Gordon Ramsay could never. You sprinkle the fried onion on top and boom, you’re not sad anymore. Even though tomorrow pagi harus bangun subuh, tugas numpuk, hidup agak chaos at least tonight, it’s just me and mie sedap against the world.
Also let’s be real, mie jam 3 pagi tuh punya rasa yang beda. Kalau siang, mie cuma mie. Kalau sore, maybe comfort food. But at 3 AM? It hits like an existential hug. It’s like mie sedap whispering: “don’t worry, everything’s gonna be okay, just slurp me slowly.”
So yeah, here I am, literally feeling like the main character in a lo-fi anime scene rain sounds in the background, laptop nyala with YouTube autoplaying random songs, and mie sedap jadi spotlight utama. Me and mie sedap, we don’t need anyone else right now. This is peak healing.
2025-08-29 13:15:39