Chasing Barokah
MB19. TOUCH OF MAGIC AMBER

The package containing fried chicken and rendang bought Jaka from warteg, he deliberately bought it for a rice friend this afternoon, he knew If Amber still needed to adapt to her simple life, she knew, he also knew that Amber was used to eating well.

He climbed back on his bike and stuck a black crackle on the motorbike, then reapplied the motor to the house which was only a few dozen meters away.

His eyebrows frowned at seeing someone in an orange jacket on a motorbike amid confusion while fiddling with his phone. At first Jaka did not care but for a long time he was curious too, understand the soul of the hero mah right so innate always want to poke people's problems, time can help.

Jaka slowed down the speed of the motorbike, the biker scratched his forehead not itching while grimacing.

"Why bang?" ask Jaka.

"Oh, anu bang. Here, I want to inter-order food, but my cell phone batre abis, forget to bring powerbank, so can't see the map'nya bang." His complaint pointed to a white crackle containing orders for consumer food.

"If you know where the address is? Who knows, I can help" Jaka said.

"Alhamdulillah this bang, if not wrong just now the address is jl. Gatur no 15, note: a.n the contract of Jaka Barokah, the deck of alpuket trees," explained the ojol. Jaka frowned, feeling familiar with the address, "who ordered it bang?"

"Amber," he answered again making Jaka short.

"Abang from here straight, later at the front intersection turn right meet the same patrol post the residents turn left there is a rented building lined up fitting there is a small field later there is a number in front of the house," obviously Jaka.

"Well, thank you!" the nod was short with a friendly smile then turned on the motor and left from there.

"Amber order food?" muttered, he immediately glanced at the friction hanging on his motorbike. But that did not necessarily make Jaka undo his intention to go home.

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Amber moved the food she ordered from one of the online restaurants into a bowl neatly tucked away in Jaka's closet and put it on the table, "capcay..sop ribs, just wait for a chicken hot!" he clapped his hands 2 times.

"What time is it back?! At that time he once said 2 o'clock if not wrong," Neta glanced at his phone at a glance to see the clock, he also saw his application to find out the position of the ojol.

"Where else is this?! Ntar Jaka is coming!" the weird thing is grinding the fingers on the kitchen cabinet table.

"Eee shovel!" someone knocked on the door from outside.

"Eh,"

"Yes for a minute!" shout Neta. It only took a few steps to get to the front door, he lifted the door like Jaka did this morning and opened it, quite need deep energy, he said, not kayang if he is sick really helpless but nih contract fire, auto directly angus first so the ashes because can not get out!

"Mister Amber?" her question handed the white parcel in hand.

"Yes," he answered receiving a crackle containing an order of Kalasan chicken.

"Sorry just now my phone batrenya low, mbak." Clearly grimacing horses are not feeling well.

"Oh yeah nothing, thanks bang!" Neta brought the nose closer to the package she was holding, "emhh, it smells so good, God!" he smiled happily and brought the food inside.

With a quick step and a half jump Neta moved the chicken on a plate, not forgetting that he smeared a skillet hanging with capcay seasoning to look like he had just cooked, he said, not to forget he also ransacked the kitchen of Jaka so that it looks more real.

"Done up!" he smiled widely and sat sweet as honey in front of the tv waiting for the owner of the contract back. It feels like he does not need to mess up his hair or make artificial sweat.wong his hair is just disheveled.

There was the sound of Jaka's duck engine stopping in front of the contract. The sound of sandals released is so very observed by this woman.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat..." Jaka opened the door with a crackle containing the lunch side dish he bought just now.

"Lauk for lunch. Have you eaten?" jaka replied asking back.

"Gapain buy, I cook!" admit lying. Jaka raised his eyebrows hearing the confession. Neta pulled Jaka's hand towards the kitchen cabinet table where in the bowl and plate there are already 3 different kinds of menus, "tadaaaa!" he opened one by one the dishes he used as food cover, wrap and strofoam resto he had thrown away.

"You? Cook it?!" jaka's eyebrows are growing in disbelief.

Neta nodded surely, "yes! Not believe?! Tuh, look!" he pointed at the dirty frying pan on the stove, wanting it to feel like Jaka was spouting his laughter, considering the drama that was being played by the cabelita stuntman in front of him. The bucket's badass, Neta-Neta...

"Why do you want to say wow amaze?! I've worked so hard for you! Cobain dong, it must be delicious!" he changed sewot. Jaka mengu mengumu lips and closed his mouth with one hand. He who was initially upset because he felt unappreciated became increasingly anxious at this woman. Demi looks perfect with a sense of prestige as big as a mountain, he was willing to lie.

Neta even took a spoon and scooped the capcay sauce and rib soup and fed it to Jaka, "try it!" paksanya, inevitably he opened his mouth, Jaka according to him without any rejection.

"Where?" neta asked, Jaka nodded, "tasty." Yes it's delicious, wong dapet mesen in famous restaurants.

"What did you buy?!" Neta grabs the black crackle Jaka placed next to the bowl of rib soup, and lifts each plastic.

"Dripping? Chicken.." he said.

"If you don't want to, let it be for the night only" Jaka replied.

Neta shook her head, "i ate rendang, you ate rib soup!" his proposal. As she decays, Neta does not refuse her gifts again as when dowry and money hampers, she still appreciates what Jaka brings even though Neta will be better able to buy more. Here's the lie Neta who wants to appear perfect in front of Jaka, making the man more confident can change the character of Neta.

"That's why I cleaned all prayers...You have prayed?"

Neta nodded, "already."

"But not for long! I was waiting for you, hungry!" then the manyun clucked. Jaka who had entered the bathroom showed his smile while Neta moved the side dishes one by one to the plastic carpet with the plate, while the rice cooker place let Jaka just take it, considering it was a hot object, he was just afraid of his nails breaking, and his skin blistering.

Only 15 minutes, Jaka has returned.His face is slightly bright and shining because of the water, water, even the usual haircut that drizzled neatly flawlessly when he was an ob in Shangri-la now looks more ferocious when he becomes a mechanic like this even though his clothes are full of oil.

"Tomorrow what to cook?" ask her jumawa.

"Anything, no need to be expensive. Tomorrow I give you some money for shopping," replied Jaka receiving a plate from Neta.

The pink and purple Nail art's adorned fingers pointed to determine the choice of side dishes, "what's the same?" ask Neta.

"anything. I'm just surprised, at home just left eggs, instant noodles, the same cornet, but magic..result could be soup ribs, capcay same chicken..do you have magic what?" jaka asked, making Neta instantly freeze on the spot.

"Did your hand have a touch of magic?" added Jaka folding lips.

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