This book is pure Chinese-Indonesian chaos, and I love it.
You don’t even know how excited I was to read this. Jesse Q. Sutanto’s heritage is so similar to my own (although I’m farther removed from my Chinese ancestors by several generations, and the Chinese traditions weren’t as strong in my family). The author’s note before I even started reading just made me feel seen. And that’s rarely happened with a book before.
This book was Chinese-Indonesian culture mixed with a hectic rom com. Meaning that it was impossible not to love.
“Meddy, how can you say that? Your aunties coming over, so late at night, coming to help us get rid of body, and we don't even offer them any food? How can? Oh, we have dragon fruit, good, good. Big Aunt's favorite. Wah, got pear too. Very good. Help me peel, don't be so rude to your aunties, you will bring shame.”
“Oh, right, it's the lack of fruit that'll bring shame, not the dead body in the car.”
But less than a minute later, I’m standing at the kitchen island with a peeler in one hand and a Korean pear in the other.”
The plot was wild. The book starts off with Meddelin Chan going on a blind date that her mother (and aunties) have set her up with. And then she ends up killing him. So she calls on her aunties for help. The thing is, her family’s business has a huge job the next morning, providing for a billionaire Indonesian couple’s wedding. Which means that very inconveniently, there is no time for Meddy to hide the body.
Thus begins a wild ride of attempting to find a way to get rid of the body in the middle of the big day, during which several dozen things go wrong. Oh, and then there’s Meddy’s old college romance, which failed spectacularly, but springs up again.
So, chaos.
And I loved every word of it. This was so fast-paced and hilarious, and so unrealistic in the best way possible. I literally devoured this book, and I only stopped reading to comment to my mom about stuff that was happening. And, you know, eat and sleep and stuff.
“I told you to buy Glad brand. Haven’t you seen their ads? Glad bags will hold his cut-up body just fine, no leaks!”
I look at the ceiling. Pretty sure that when Glad was planning their marketing campaign, they didn’t think their target market would be a bunch of middle-aged Chinese women arguing about how to best dispose of a body.”
One of my favorite things was the culture. Guys, this is my culture. I was so fucking excited to be reading about things that I recognized and places I’d been and meals that I’d eaten. At one point (about seventeen pages in), I put down the book and looked over at my mom squealing “There’s an Indonesian word! There's an Indonesian word!”
And I could pronounce it and translate it and everything! Which technically isn’t an accomplishment, since I’ve grown up speaking a mixture of Indonesian and English, although I can’t read or write Indonesian very well.
The traditions of the wedding and the terms used by Meddy and her aunties were so familiar (except for the one that I asked my mom about and she said it was made up, but then again my family has been separated from some Chinese traditions so it could have been that).
But still. The Asian humor that I just innately understood, the Indonesian sentences that I could read, the fact that Meddy’s Chinese is only slightly better than mine (which isn’t saying a lot)...I was just absolutely giddy reading this book.
Big Aunt's nostrils flare. “I'm just here to buy soy sauce.”
Okay, that definitely can't be right. I lean toward Ma and whisper, “Why's Big Aunt talking about buying soy sauce?”
“Tch,” Ma says. “This is why I always say to you: pay attention in Chinese class! Big Aunt is saying to Second Aunt to mind her own business.”
I don’t even know the Mandarin words for soy sauce, so...good job, Meddy.
The characters were all hilarious.
Meddy - her narrative was so much fun. Her being a first-generation Chinese-Indonesian immigrant was portrayed perfectly (probably because Jesse Q. Sutanto is just like me in that regard). Her sarcasm, wit and complaints were so personally relatable, and I loved her reactions to literally everything. She was so perfect.
Meddy’s Ma and her aunties all got on my nerves the way they were supposed to, but I also loved the sibling chemistry between them. Their distinct personalities and jobs were so in-character and I laughed so hard and rolled my eyes so much at their drama and antics.
“There is a mix of noises from my aunts - Big Aunt is tch-tching and shaking her head, muttering, “This is what happen when parents don't raise the son well,” Fourth Aunt is staring openmouthed with what I can only describe as horrified glee, and Second Aunt is...
“What are you doing, Second Aunt?”
She hardly glances at me as she goes into a deep lunge. “Snake Creeps Through the Grass,” she mutters.
“What?”
“She doing Tai Chi,” Ma says. “Doctor tell her do it for high blood pressure.”
“Uh. Okay.” I suppose we all have our ways of dealing with stress.”
Literally the way they interacted felt so familiar to me. My own family is more assimilated to Western culture (for those that live in the West, anyway), but the sibling banter? The drama? The beef between Ma and Fourth Aunt reminded me so much of the way my uncle and aunt (my dad’s older brother and younger sister, respectively) cannot go a single reunion, visit, vacation, etc. without blowing up at each other. The rest of my family has a running bet on how long we can go before they start screaming.
The record is five days, if you wanted to know.
Nathan was a beautiful person and I couldn’t help loving him. I was supposed to, because Meddy loves him, but HOW CAN I NOT? This boy was so kind and sweet and somewhat sassy. I don’t want to date or get married, but if I did it would be with someone like him.
Jacqueline wasn’t a major character, but I liked her as well. Her involvement in the story, especially at the end, was gorgeous, and I wished we’d gotten more of her.
The rest of the characters are either involved in spoilers or too minor to mention, or both, but I’m just going to say that Jesse Q. Sutanto has a real talent for making me hate people. I’m amazed at the amount of asshole-ishness she managed to fit in and how realistic it was. I was dying of laughter and rage at so many of the antics that occurred throughout the book.
“Yes, you right, more respectful.” She pats me on the cheek. “I raise you so well.”
Hysteria rises from deep in my stomach and I have to swallow it. Trust Ma to take pride in my etiquette when I've just shown her my date, whom I've killed, in the trunk of my car.”
The whole rom-com theme of this book was peak Asian humor. I died laughing at so many of the things that were said just because they were so true in the most random, twisted ways. Meddy’s narrative combined with the chaotic hilarity of the situations she ended up in were so fresh and witty.
The mix of random superstitions, Chinese-Indonesian tradition and Asian-American perspective was just so relatable - but even if you happen not to be a Chinese-Indonesian-American first-generation child, it would still be pretty funny. I’m just personally attached to this book.
“You're not a mess. You just kill by accident only. Bad luck. Can happen to anyone.”
The representation in this book, as I’ve said 120481059284907 times, felt so real to me. Meddy’s perspective said the exact words that I’ve thought over and over again - with a bit less cussing and a little more romantic dreaminess, but still. I could empathize so much with the personal experiences of Meddy (and I guess Jesse Q. Sutanto). It felt amazing to see my parent’s (and technically mine as well) culture being shown in such a vivid light.
“This is what always happens when one of my generation dares to talk back to our parents. They band together and reduce us to kids having a tantrum, dismissing our words so we can’t pierce their armor.”
The pure rage I feel when my parents pull the “how can you disrespect us like this when we’ve given you so much” shit is indescribable, but this book described it.
The romance between Meddy and Nathan was so amazing. I like to pretend I’m not a romance person, but I shipped these two so hard. I was just obsessed with their relationship and how they worked together so well. I sighed over their dreamy moments, and the shock I felt at their angsty scenes was surprising.
Reading the ups and downs of their relationship was actually fangirl-worthy. I’m impressed. I didn’t think there would be that much romance in this book (even though it’s touted as a Crazy Rich Asians-esque romcom and mentions romance in the synopsis), but there was and it was beautiful.
“Ever since UCLA, I’ve wondered what happened with us. I’ve always wanted to reach out to you, but I wasn’t sure if you wanted to talk to me—I mean, what happened back then?”
Overall, I was fucking obsessed with this book. I flew through it way too quickly. I want to reread it already, and it’s only been a day and a half. I usually don’t consider “new” books my favorite (this one literally came out a few weeks ago) but this is an exception.
And yes, I’m probably more than a little biased. I came into this book fully prepared to adore it just because it mentioned my culture and my parents’ home country. And yet it still blew me away. I had such high expectations, and to say I’m overjoyed would be the understatement of the century.
“Just wait until you see what Meddy do to the body. She was very respectful,” Ma says.
I can't believe she's taking this moment to boast about me being respectful. This is peak Asian parenting.”
I don’t know what else I can say, other than READ THIS BOOK! IT’S FUCKING PERFECT! I CAN’T EVEN THINK OF ANY OF THE PROBLEMS I HAD WITH IT! Because there were actually a few things that weren’t absolutely 100%, but I don’t remember any of them because this was SO DAMN GOOD.
And it's going to be made into a fucking NETFLIX MOVIE. Hollywood better not let me down, I'm counting on this to give me Indonesian actors - or at least FUCKING ASIAN ONES. I know whitewashing has been a trend for the past few centuries, but it's very last season. Accuracy is in, people.
AND THERE'S GOING TO BE A SEQUEL AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH
GIVE ME IT NOW.
Ending with a bit of wisdom imparted by Big Aunt:
“Nothing beats Indonesian mangoes.”