Bus Stop in the Rain

Pagi tadi, saya tunggu bas di perhentian bas kecil.

This morning, I waited for the bus at a small bus stop.

Hujan turun perlahan.

The rain fell softly.

Seorang wanita datang, pegang payung biru.

A woman came, holding a blue umbrella.

Dia tanya, "Ini jalan ke Muzium Negara?"

She asked, "Is this the way to the National Museum?"

Saya cakap, "Ya, naik bas nombor dua belas."

I said, "Yes, take bus number twelve."

Dia senyum dan cakap dia dari Korea Selatan.

She smiled and said she was from South Korea.

Bahasa Melayu dia sikit saja.

She only knew a little Malay.

Kami cakap perlahan.

We talked slowly.

Kami kongsi payung biru itu.

We shared that blue umbrella.

Bas datang, kami naik bersama.

The bus came, and we got on together.

Dalam bas, saya tunjuk peta di telefon.

On the bus, I showed a map on my phone.

Sampai dekat muzium, dia ucap terima kasih dan melambai.

Near the museum, she thanked me and waved.

Saya rasa gembira.

I felt happy.

Hari ini, saya jumpa kawan dari negara lain.

Today, I met a friend from another country.