Once upon a time, long ago in a small hut in Aceh Province, there lived an old husband and wife. Their life is very poor. The husband works as a laborer in the market to fulfill his daily needs. In their old age, they have not been blessed with a child.
However, the two of them never stopped praying. Every day they always pray to God to give them a child. "Lord, give us a child who will continue the descent. Even though our child is only the size of cayenne pepper, we will be happy to accept it. " so prayed the husband one morning.
One day, his wife was sick.
The wife at that time was pregnant.
It's just that the baby in his wife's womb is so small that they both don't even notice.
A few months later, the wife gave birth to a very small baby, the size of cayenne pepper.
They both were very happy with the presence of the baby.
Because it is the size of cayenne pepper, they both then named their baby the name Cabe Rawit.
They raise their children with great love.
Unfortunately, after Cabe Rawit grew up, Cabe Rawit's father died due to illness.
As a result, Cabe Rawit has to work in place of his father, to fulfill his daily needs.
He intends to work as a heaver in the market like his father's job.
Although small in stature, Cabe Rawit has very strong power and has a loud voice.
When Cabe Rawit went to the market, on the way he met a banana trader.
The banana trader shouldered his many bananas.
The Cabe Rawit was afraid of being hit by a banana, so he shouted, "Hey, sir, the banana seller! Be careful not to let father's banana hit my little body! "
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The banana trader suddenly felt shocked by the loud voice.
He looked right and left looking for the origin of the sound.
Not finding the origin of the sound, the banana seller was scared.
He thought the voice was a ghost's voice.
He then ran helter-skelter leaving his banana merchandise on the road.
Because the bananas were left lying around, Cabe Rawit then brought them to his house.
This often happens to other traders in the market such as rice traders, corn traders, vegetable traders, and other traders.
As a result, every day Cabe Rawit brings lots of things to his house.
Finally, the life of Cabe Rawit and his mother became sufficient.
The following is a folk tale from Aceh, about a little boy named Cabe Rawit.
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