Fly, Chickens, Fly
Tuesday, March 9, 2004
THAT afternoon, Maulidah, 31, could be seen sitting on the floor of the departure lounge in Juanda Airport, Surabaya. Uncaring of the traffic of people, she was busy eating rice and tempe which she had brought from home.
I cant afford to buy the food here, she explained.
It was still 10am, plenty of time for the woman from Bangkalan, Madura to finish her breakfast. The Bouraq plane which would take her to Jakarta would not take off until two hours
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