Carmen's Love Trap
Learn to Cook

Carmen

The weather was so hot today. The heat of the sun and the traffic jam made me swallow the saliva when I saw the iceberg cendol. It must have been fresh when the drink went down my throat.

Unfortunately, I'd rather keep holding back my thirst and drive to Mommy's house. I've prepared a notebook to record the recipes that Mommy will teach you.

I finally got to Mommy's house after struggling with the terrible traffic jam of Jakarta. Want morning, afternoon, afternoon or hour home office is always jammed. Only 2 am may the streets be empty!

Abi welcomed my arrival with his passionate kangen. Just a few days without seeing Abi hugged me tightly. Check every inch of my body and make sure I'm okay as long as I don't stay with him.

"Where's mommy, Bi?" ask me without a stale base.

"Well Mommy is the one you asked?! Abi no?! Abi really misses you!" namel Abi.

"I've met Abi. I have something to talk about with Mommy. Female problems!"

"What women's problems? What is your husband doing? He hurt you? Or is he cheating? Tell Abi, let Abi teach you!" Abi has gone up in blood, but I didn't tell you anything.

"No. Zaky is good with me! Abi take it easy! I'll find it myself to make a spit!" I went into the kitchen and I couldn't find Mommy, definitely next door was taking care of her business.

True to my guess, Mommy is making a stock of risol with her employees. Seeing my arrival, Mommy smiled happily. "New bride is coming! Kirain had forgotten the same house!" ledek Mommy's.

I hugged Mommy and Salim. "No dong! Mommy and Abi remain number one. My, I want to talk. But not here!"

"Can. In your room!"

"okay!"

Mommy and I went up to my room upstairs. I told Mommy about the condition of my household, except about the matter of separating rooms. I was afraid of Mommy's emotions and even reported to Abi.

"Have you ever eaten breakfast for Zaky?" Mommy was very surprised to hear my story.

"I'm bad luck, My!"

"Oh my God, Carmen!" Mommy covered her face with both hands. "All this is Mommy's fault for spoiling you too much! All right, Mommy's gonna fix Mommy's mistake. We start one by one. Let's go to Mommy's room!"

I followed Mommy, in Mommy's room taught her how to prepare clothes for her husband. From everyday clothes to work clothes.

"You have to adjust between the tie and the shirt. Then work clothes should be neat and slippery. Don't tangle!"

We then went to the kitchen. "For breakfast, the easiest way is to use ready-to-eat fried rice seasoning. Try it first!"

I followed what Mommy told me. Make fried rice with ready-to-eat condiments. It was easy and it felt good.

"Tomorrow we learn to use the right spices. Wait, you can't cook rice, can you?"

I smiled shyly, "Yes, I can't do My!"

"Oh my God, Carmen! This is Mommy's fault! Let's learn to cook rice!"

I also spent time studying with Mommy. Important things I noted. I need to be a good wife. I'll prove to Mas Zaky that I'm the best wife for him.

I fell asleep at night. I told Mas Zaky that I was staying at Mommy's house. Long awaited reply Mas Zaky I also fell asleep.

I went to the salon and brought my fried rice and gave it to Bahri. "Try me!"

"What's this?" ask Bahri.

"My fried rice! You try dong!" my door.

"Now?"

"No! Later when this rice is already a new dish you eat!" answer me with a slumber.

"That's so bad. Yes I eat. Bismillah... May I be safe, healthy and well!"

I hit Bahri's ignorant shoulder on my side. "Rese! Have a bite to eat! Keep giving judgment!"

"Yes... Ja. It's gonna eat!" Bahri spooned the fried rice into her mouth and ate my fried rice. "Hmmm..."

"Where?" manya curious.

"Do you want to be honest or lie?"

"If it's too painful honestly, no? If it hurts like it's good to be lied to."

"But after being lied to will be even more painful to know. If you are honest, at least you can introspect yourself. Learn better." advice Bahri.

"Yes. Answer honestly! I'm ready to hear it."

"OKAY. This fried rice flavor... Ordinary aja. Make it my sister Ratna's. If the same made by Kak Dewi mah far away. But because you made me give 7. I appreciate your effort. You have to practice again to be more good at cooking. Remember, there is no one who has just learned directly from a good guy unless he is super smart. So you have to keep training again, okay?" although I do not like to say it feels ordinary, but I accept Bahri's opinion.

"Thank you for giving me the motivation to learn more. I will go home from work again! I'll make the best fried rice for Mas Zaky!" I said excitedly.

"That's dong! The spirit! There is nothing in vain to learn!" I smiled thankfully at Bahri. He was my good friend.

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I saw my HP screen. Several times I sent a message but Mas Zaky only replied to him once. The attention I give is like asking whether you have eaten or not, do not sleep too late and do not forget to pray only answered with one word. Okay.

I'm sad actually. When we were not married, we even often called and joked while laughing freely without remembering the time. Why now that I'm married I feel Mas Zaky is getting further away from me.

A beautiful dream when marrying a lover of the heart is like a dream that is just a sleeping flower. We rarely communicate. Mas Zaky was busy alone with his work and left me alone in a house this big. Huft....

I decided to go back to training. I cooked rice and made fried rice like Mommy taught me. I want to make it with my own ingredients instead of ready-to-eat spices.

Several times the taste of fried rice I made was not good. There is a burning and a burning. I'm not giving up. I continued to study until I could make good fried rice and make Bahri praise my cooking.

"Enak! Equivalent to Ratna's cooking. Great you!" praise Bahri honestly.

"really? Wah... I did pretty well dong?! I will be diligent in studying again so that I can be better than Sister Goddess and Mommy!"

Bahri smiled at me. "Definitely! You are smart, you can be even better! Stay up!"

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