Duren Mateng's
Chapter 200. Troubles In The Kitchen

The home bell has sounded. Bima hurried to put her books into the bag. Pray together and then say goodbye to the teacher.

The boy came out of his classroom, saw the grandfather waiting for him in the school garden. From yesterday, and also today Mr. Hendrawan drove his grandson to school. Waiting for the grandson to come home.

"Grandfather, why wait for me all this time? Grandpa should have gone home with Mr. Darman earlier," said Bima felt guilty for making his grandfather wait a long time.

"It's okay, my granddaughter. Grandpa just wants to be with you. Waiting for you in class doesn't make you bored. Instead, grandpa looked around your school environment earlier. And according to grandfather, it was a fun thing. I want it to feel like grandpa is back in school again" said Mr. Darman, chuckling amusedly.

"Grandfather is just there. Time to go to school again. If grandfather wants to go to school again, then my brother with Bima will be, yes" said Bima.

Mr. Darman immediately laughed at the words of his grandson. Until finally, they moved from their seats when they saw the car driven by Mr. Darman had arrived. Both of them immediately entered the car, when Mr. Darman opened the door for the two people.

After a long journey, they arrived home. Bima and Mr. Darman got out of the car, walking towards the house.

The two find Rania and also Bu Isna who is busy in the kitchen using an apron. Women of different generations look dirty bathed in flour.

"What are you and grandma doing?" ask Bima.

"While making a pempek, son. Grandma and Abian will be here tonight. They want to eat pempek made by grandma," explained Rania.

"Well, fun! Then tonight at home will be crowded again. Bima is very happy if there is a brother Abian playing here," said Bima.

"Yes, then Bima change clothes first, dear. Later uniform Bima dirty with flour," said Rania.

"Good, Ma." The boy immediately walked to the room, to change his school uniform.

Mr. Hendrawan walked over while folding both his hands forward. He saw his wife and son busy making the food.

"What's wrong?" mrs Isna realized the husband's meaningful gaze.

"Is anyone ready to eat?" asked Mr. Hendrawan who immediately made Ms. Isna shake her head.

"For a fish prospector or just a submarine pempek (egg filling)?" ask Mr. Hendra.

"Make both, Pa. Anyway just wait outside or invite the Bima first to play there! Don't pokerecokin mama and Rania," said Bu Isna who felt annoyed with the existence of the husband.

Miss Isna deliberately told her husband to come out because the man always interrupted her movements in the kitchen. Mr. Hendra is always attached to Bu Isna, while Bu Isna is most reluctant if his work is disturbed, because he thinks it will not be finished quickly.

"Look at your mama, Rania. When he was with her, he always told her to stay away. When papa is not with your mama, surely your mama will look for the whereabouts of papa," said Mr. Hendrawan while stepping his feet forward. While Rania, she just shook her head to see the behavior of her parents, who never changed at all.

"Because your father was like that. He is the one who cannot get away from my mother. When you stay here, your father always calls mom, whines, asks mom to come home quickly. With a lot of work, when you get there, there is no work. It's just that he asked my mother to go home immediately because she did not want to be left alone," explained Ms. Isna while kneading the pempek dough, then taking the dough to taste, formed and then put the egg whisk.

"Don't papa, Mas Varo did too. Yes .. but how else. His name is also bucin fathers," said Rania who immediately invited laughter Bu Isna.

Rania tried to follow her mother's way, taking the dough and then putting the beaten eggs into the dough that had been formed like a bowl.

"Duh, I can't do it, Ma. The egg dough spills everywhere," said Rania who seemed to have difficulty closing the dough again after being inserted eggs.

"The way is not to enter the egg shuffle too much, just enough. Re-closing the dough should also be tight, otherwise the eggs will also leak when boiled," explains Bu Isna teaching her daughter.

Rania took the dough again, shaped like a bowl, and then put the egg back together. However, the pregnant woman again made a mistake. So that the dough can still not be closed back.

"I'm giving up, Ma. Still can not," said Rania after the second experiment.

Rania put on her smile. He was still standing there, not moving at all. This made Bu Isna immediately frowned, glancing at the princess who was still silent on the spot.

"What's wrong? Why are you staying there?" ask Ms. Isna.

"How to make a shophouse, Ma?" Rania put on her smile.

Seeing this made Bu Isna shake her head. "So you haven't been able to make a shop?"

"Well, if in the village, Rania prefers to just eat, Ma. Besides, this time Rania also made her use Rania's own hands. Usually it is made by mama or just buy it right, do not have to bother anymore," said Rania.

"Your reason is very targeted, son. Mama tasa, you never make any food for your in-laws," said Bu Isna scolding her son.

"Hehe never, Ma. Besides cooking for daily food, Rania studied recently. What Rania learned was just cooking vegetables or even home-cooked side dishes, not by making food like this" said Rania.

"Eat, Son. If you cook, or make food, you should help your mother in the kitchen. The goal, in addition to helping, you can also learn. Fortunately, your husband and in-laws are among those who can accept your shortcomings. If you have a husband who has a lot of comments and nagging in-laws, it could be a month immediately thrown away," said Ms. Isna.

"Yes, Ma. Yes, now Rania asks how to make it. So that Rania all learn," said Rania who could not bear to get babble from her mother.

One of the servants working in the house had noticed the two. "May I help to make a shophouse, ma'am?" the servant's bargain was slightly filled.

"Auntie can?" ask Rania.

"Yes, Madam. I can." The waiter smiled. He was eager to help the two women who were busy in the kitchen.

However, because Ms. Isna told the servants to rest, making him just look while doing other tasks. When he saw Rania who did not know how to make a gravy from the pempek, the waiter offered to help.

"Yes already, Bi. My aunt helped me. Mama also still bother to process the pempeknya," said Rania.

The waiter approached Rania. Show how to make shop for pregnant women.

"This brown sugar is just as cool as the answer is directly put into the water?" ask Rania.

"Yes, Madam."

Rania saw the waiter peeling the garlic. The pregnant woman immediately took the container, washing the onion that has been peeled. He also took a cutting board, then sliced the onion.

"Not sliced, Madam." The waiter smiled at Rania's behavior.

"Huh? So it's flanked by the bring? If left alone later he cried," said Rania.

The waiter immediately chuckled at Rania's words. While Miss Isna, she clucked bitterly at her daughter who managed to make her laugh out loud, until the egg that would be put into the dough was partially spilled.

"The white boy won't cry, son. After pounding, it will be immediately released in the gravy, allowed to swim and blend with other materials," said Bu Isna.

"Ih, Mama! Rania is serious, Rania really can't cook it. Don't laugh at Rania like that" Rania lamented.

"You just teach him, Bik, until he understands. If I had raised my hands first with his behavior," said Bu Isna who was immediately responded by the waiter with a nod accompanied by a small laugh.

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