A Five Step Match
45. Cooking With Yoga

"Is it okay if your face is pale?" ask Puspa again. Dinda could only rub and pat her cheek which clearly still felt warm.

"Eh, I'm okay. I'm not sick" said Dinda.

"Keep why you ...."

"Where was Mama? How did I not see that?" tanya Dinda cut the words of the mother-in-law.

"Oh, Mama went to the hospital. Check up with Mama Irma."

"Oh, that. I wish I hadn't seen my mom at home. Did mom eat? Hungry no?" dinda asked quickly so that her mother-in-law would not ask anything strange.

"Not eaten yet."

"Oh, good if that's the case, would I like to cook you something?" ask Dinda enthusiastically.

Puspa feels strange with Dinda's unusual willingness, Dinda is indeed a good woman, but she doesn't really like being in the kitchen.

"Mama just sit in front, let me make the food," said Dinda pushed Puspa thin body to sit in the TV room, after which Dinda returned to the kitchen and tried to make food, and then he would sit down, but he himself did not know what he would make for Puspa.

"Well, what am I doing?" muttered Dinda while staring at the cooking ingredients she had just removed from the refrigerator. A lot of groceries d in the refrigerator, but he was confused about what to cook. She is not a woman who can cook, what more a hobby with that activity.

"What are you again?" tanya Yoga when she saw Dinda who was silent staring at the many vegetables in front of her.

Dinda turned her head and was shocked. "Oh, I'm again .. This, I want to cook Mama, but I'm also confused about what to cook," said Dinda while pointing at the ingredients on the table.

Yoga, who was preparing to go to work, kept the bag he had carried behind his back.

"Oh, for Mama?"

Dinda nodded her head.

"Eh, but you don't want to work?" ask Dinda who saw Yoga has been neat with her work uniform.

Yoga stared at the clock on the kitchen wall.

"There's still an hour left before I get to work, I can still help you cook" Yoga said.

"Eh, I can see YouTube."

"Surely good?" tanya Yoga started wearing the apron hanging in the kitchen. Dinda felt annoyed by the man's words and the annoying smile that appeared on Yoga's lips.

"Don't you, I can't cook?" muttered Dinda annoyed.

Yoga smiled and recalled that time Dinda tried to cook dinner. It was not bad and he was forced to spend it alone, lucky that time Mama Puspa was still in the hospital and Papa Heru was waiting for him there, therefore, there is only him at home and tasting Dinda's cooking.

Yoga said nothing more, he began to cut the whole meat into pieces and told Dinda to help him prepare spices to cook his mother's favorite yellow seasoning chicken.

Dinda was very enthusiastic to see Yoga cutting the chicken without any hesitation at all by using the large knife he held in his hand. Once slashed, the chicken meat was cut neatly and with almost the same size.

"Well, you deserve to be a chef" Dinda said. Yoga gave a small laugh and glanced at Dinda for a while, then returned to the meat that she had cut just as big.

"Don't forget to use turmeric, yes!" exciting Yoga is sure if the spice that is already in the blender is far from yellow. Dinda who had forgotten about the object just grimaced, smiled shyly and took the turmeric on the spice rack and repeated her work.

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Assalamualaikum. Sorry for a few days Othor did not update🙏. Othor's son was the number two accident at his school and had to be treated at the Hospital a few days, precisely from May 29 yesterday. So it cannot be updated because it bothers to take care of everything. Can check the FB, Trias Wardani yes 🙏, because want to up photos here are afraid to be a violation😅

Apologize as much as possible, for Dinda-Yoga and Morgan-Lyla, of course Othor will continue the story until the end.

Thank you and apologize profusely ya🙏.