Casanova Dipinang Sholeha
Learn to Cook

"Onion fruit does not taste good and make the cry continues?" emily's mind is chewing on onions in her mouth.

"Hik .. hik .. hik .. hik ..." Emily was crying and eating onions. His eyes were like those of a grieving person.

"Emily why are you crying?" sophia asked, surprised to see Emily crying.

"That's Mama's fruit makes the cry," replied Emily. He was still holding a bag filled with onions. Some of them Emily ate.

"You ate the bring?" ask Sophia. He saw the onion sac had stayed a little.

"I-iya Mama, onions really taste bitter, Mama?" ask Emily.

"Bawang is indeed to be eaten but must be cooked first as a seasoning or vegetable mixture. If eaten directly it is bitter and makes our eyes sore," replied Sophia with a smile. His daughter-in-law was still very innocent.

"Oh, means it has to be cooked first, Ma?" ask Emily.

"Yes, fried, sauteed or made into a fine seasoning," replied Sophia. Explain the usefulness of onions.

"If that's Emily what's Ma's bring?" ask Emily. He didn't know the onion was about to be flanked.

"No Emily, you'll cry again. Better fry the fish yeah but ...." Suddenly Sophia's phone rang. Sophia rushed to pick up the phone she had in her pocket. He saw the call on the phone screen.

"Papa" said Sophia to see Alex's call.

"Emily Mama picked up the phone first, yes" Sophia said while holding her cellphone.

"Yes Ma" replied Emily.

Sophia rushed out of the kitchen to pick up the phone from Alex. Emily began to do the task that Sophia had ordered. He was looking for the fish Sophia meant.

"That fish is still in the bucket" Emily said. He took the fish with his bucket. Then he lit the stove. On the stove there was already a frying pan filled with cooking oil.

"Died in the fish to fry," said Emily. He caught the big goldfish in the bucket and then threw the fish into a pan that was not yet hot.

"Living a real hijab first," said Emily. He walked towards the refrigerator in the corner of the room. The fridge was a little far from the stove. Emily took out the small glass in her pocket. He saw the hijab he was wearing neatly or not. But the fish living on top of that oil started to jump around because the oil was getting hot.

Plegetoks! Plegetoks! Plegetoks!

"Why'd she? Is he jumping long distances or jumping rope?" Emily even thinks fish are exercising before they are ripe. He noticed the fish jumping up and down.

Soon Sophia came because she heard the sound of a hot oil explosion.

"Astagfirullah, Emily the fish" Sophia said.

"Ma's Olympic Games again" said Emily. He did not know how to fry the fish properly.

Sophia just smiled faintly. Then wear a helmet and raincoat to turn off the stove.

"Alhamdulillah, almost," said Sophia. He saw the fish was calm in nature. The oil did not explode anymore.

"Why fish?" ask Emily.

"Before frying, the fish should be cleaned first. You cannot live like this" Sophia replied. He felt guilty about not explaining to Emily how to fry the fish.

"So the fish is fried when it dies, Ma?" ask Emily.

"Yes, if life is going to be like it was" Sophia said. He's not angry with Emily's ignorance. It takes time to teach him.

"Then Emily helped Ma? Sorry, all wrong" Emily said.

Sophia approached Emily to open the helmet she was wearing. She held Emily's hand.

"When you were a child, you couldn't walk, talk or read. All you get because you learn from time to time. Emily is like that. By learning from time to time Insha Allah certainly can," said Sophia.

"Thank you Ma, Emily always had in-laws as good as Mama's" said Emily. She smiled at Sophia.

Sophia nodded. She also enjoys having a daughter-in-law like Emily who is still a white paper. Sophia had to teach her many things so that Emily could be a good wife.

"Yes Emily has made warm tea for Papa yes, soon Papa comes home," said Sophia.

"It's easy to make warm tea. Just tea and sugar" Emily said. He started making hot tea for Alex all for Arfan and the others.

"Well, where's it done, taken?" ask Emily.

"Bring to the living room, yes, everything is there" Sophia said.

"Ready," replied Emily. He brought the warm tea to the family room. There were Mr. Ferdi, Ms. Marisa, Arfan, Aliza and Alex who had just arrived.

"Alhamdulillah Emily you've been hijabed" said Marisa's mother.

"Yes Grandma, thank God" replied Emily.

"Well so be a hijab-wearing woman" Alex said. She wanted her daughter-in-law like Sophia.

"Let's know Grandpa again wants warm tea," said Mr. Ferdi excited to see Emily bring warm tea.

"Everything's part, Emily makes a lot of it" Emily said. He put the hot tea on the table. One by one give to all family members.

"Thank you Emily" said Mr. Ferdi.

"Thanks is beautiful" added Arfan. He winks at Emily.

"Sister Emily, thank you" said Aliza.

"Thank you Emily," Alex said flatly. She doesn't want to be kind to Emily.

"You are beautiful" said Marisa's mother.

"It's the same" Emily said to everyone.

One by one began to drink warm tea made by Emily, especially Alex who first. He immediately gushed Mr. Ferdi who happened to be in front of him.

"Lex why is it raining so hard?" said Mr. Ferdi.

"Sorry Well, the tea is so salty" Alex said.

"A salty man?" ask Emily.

"Not so pretty is just a little bit of sweetness" replied Arfan. She doesn't want Emily's mental down.

"Salted tea is good too" said Aliza. Though his tongue was bitter.

"It looks like this tea is very beautiful, Grandma should be museumkan do not drink dear," said Ms. Marisa. Reasoned even though he could not drink salty tea.

"It's a pity that grandfather's tea has been exposed to the spray of your Papa when it was just to be drunk," said Mr. Ferdi reasoned. He also could not drink salty tea.

"Emily can you make tea or not? Ask the cake to the same person, Papa first ..." Alex wanted to be proud of himself but didn't. She's also almost like Emily making salty tea.

"Why make tea?" ask Aliza.

"Who are you making tea for?" ask Arfan kepo.

Seeing his two children curious Alex prestige. He couldn't possibly have told me that he was making salty tea.

"Fatigue is best to lie down for a while" Alex said.

"Pa story first dong," Aliza pinta.

"Anytime" replied Alex. He rushed out of the place before everything was on the keto.

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The possibility of ending tomorrow because the author is not healthy. again flu and inflammation.