Forever Young's
CHAPTER XX Cooking Competition

Suherman was playing chess with the Chief Servant in his home pavilion when his personal assistant met him and handed him an invitation letter.

On the front of the letter was written his name in gold ink. Suherman flipped it over and found a wax seal in the shape of the Liver School logo. He opened it and was shocked when he read the contents. His quiet granddaughter at school arrives - suddenly wins a sports match.

"Lord, please get my suit and clothes ready for tonight. I have to look gallant in front of my granddaughter later," Suherman told the Chief Maid.

"good. Mister." Wawan rushed to call the servants and carry out his duties

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On the last day of Sports Week, the committee held a cooking competition for Junior High School and High School, a smart race for SD level and coloring competition for Kindergarten in the morning.

They deliberately did not announce in advance to surprise the students. The participants were also selected through a lottery. There are two representatives in each class for the cooking competition and one person for the meticulous and colouring smart race.

The draw is conducted independently by the Class Chair respectively.

The eagle did not become the organizer for the day's activities so he was free and could lead the draw.

"OKe guys. Let's be fair, I'll close my eyes" said the eagle and then closed his eyes using a handkerchief.

The students of class XI MIA I stared at the lottery box anxiously, they prayed not to be chosen.

After taking out two rolls of paper, the Eagle lowered his handkerchief to the neck and read the name on the paper. "Representatives of our class..."

"Woi's school, Lang."

"Yes, don't panic?"

"Gue over there too now what's gimane, Lang?"

"Who, Lang?"

.

The eagle laughed, "Prophe napa guys. Okay the representative of our class is... Congratulations Rigel and Nuna!"

Rigel was surprised, "Cock me? Can you repeat it?"

"No," replied his classmate.

"Maha.." Joshua laughed in satisfaction and patted Rigel on the shoulder. "Spirit bro."

"A lot of satisfaction?" ask Rigel, upset.

"Hahaha. yes dong. When else will you see you cook."

"Want me to hit him?"

"Uh. fear hahaha.."

Nuna did not comment on the draw and just silently looked at Joshua and Rigel who were fighting.

Because there were 96 pairs of participants, the committee divided into 3 groups placed on different floors in the multipurpose building.

XI MIA I got a position on the second floor. They are ready to watch and support their class representatives.

Nuna had been wearing full clothes for cooking, observing the ingredients available on the table.

"Morning, the participants. The rules of this cooking competition are very easy. You are free to use the ingredients to make a dish within 60 minutes. Assessment is certainly based on your taste and innovation. That's it, happy fighting. The race begins" said the committee.

Nuna started by taking chicken. He then turned to Rigel, "I can't cook."

Rigel was not surprised. Students at their school come from wealthy families who would have rarely stepped on the kitchen. Rigel himself also initially never touched the pot and his friends. Until when he lived abroad, inevitably Rigel tried to cook because the food there was not in accordance with the local tongue.

"Gue can, but not very good. Lo help wash the chicken ampe clean," said Rigel gave Nuna instructions.

"Good." Nuna took the chicken to the sink and washed it.

Rigel looked at Nuna's wiggly fingers rinsing the chicken with heart. The finger that is usually used to press the piano keys is now used to wash the chicken. Who's the committee that has this idea? Rigel was very grateful for helping her to disturb Nuna.

"I washed it. What's next?"

"Lo continue to wash this, this is ama this."

"Good."

Rigel's lip corners are trying not to go up. It was great to rule Nuna haha.

"Woi don't bengong lo, Rigel." Joshua who was on the side of the barrier shouted.

"It's done. What else?"

"Lo sliced red chili thin - thin."

Nuna grabbed the knife and cut the red chili. He did not know how thin, accidentally hit his index finger with a knife.

Rigel who saw it, pulled Nuna's hand and washed her bloody forefinger. He opened the medicine box that the committee placed on the edge of the table and found hansaplast. It seemed like the organizers knew that the students would not be able to cook smoothly.

Rigel then bandaged Nuna's injured index finger. "Udah lo diem is here."

Rigel takes over Nuna's duties and cuts the red chili quickly. He continued to cut one onion and one tomato.

Nuna observes Rigel's hand clashing with a knife. She did not expect Rigel to have any good cooking skills.

"I can't just be quiet. Tell me what to do?" ask Nuna.

"Lo nyalain stove, continue to pour oil, justin hot first new lo enter nih chicken." Rigel handed him a bowl containing pieces of chicken meat that had been covered with lime.

"Good."

Nuna lit the stove and poured oil.

Rigel was concocting his flagship sauce when he saw Nuna pour the oil.

"Awas," cried Rigel.

The explosion - the oil burst sounded ferocious, Rigel hugging Nuna's head on his chest. This girl.she did not dry the skillet properly and just poured the oil..

Rigel turned off the stove and scolded Nuna. "Lo very strong flame, and the hot oil almost splashed in the face of your hand. You're on the sidelines."

"Sorry" said Nuna. He obediently stood at the corner of the table and did not try to cook again.

"Good."

Rigel lit the stove with medium fire. After the heat, he put the chicken in and fried it half-cooked then raised it. Then Rigel heats up the margarine and sautees onions, garlic and red chili. After smelling the fragrant smell, he put the tomatoes, sweet soy sauce, salt and pepper and stirred it until it was perfectly mixed.

Rigel put the fried chicken and water and stir it again until the seasoning seeps in. He took a piece of chicken and tasted it. A satisfied smile appeared on Rigel's face that made his classmates look curious and feel hungry.

Rigel's homemade soy sauce chicken is finally so. Rigel moves a portion of the chicken to the plate and decorates it with cucumber, tomato and lettuce pieces.

"Here you tryin." Rigel scooped up the chicken meat and extended his hand to Nuna.

Nuna smelled the smell of cooking. He opened his mouth and the sweet and savory taste of the tender chicken meat exploded in his mouth. It's delicious!

"Where? Is it good for my cooking?" ask Rigel confidently.

"Yes, delicious."

"My mainstay sambel also mantep, but I do not dare to give to lo. You entered the hospital yesterday probably because - because not strong ama sambelnya."

"Thank you, sorry I didn't help at all."

Rigel waved his hand. "You again?"

Nuna nodded.

Rigel then begins to feed Nuna.

Joshua and Bimo looked at each other as if exchanging the same thoughts. This Rigel is totally unconscious..

The classmates who witnessed the scene also had the illusion of watching a teen love drama.

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Side story

Joshua: (looking at the quiet XI class of MIA I and there was only him, Bimo and the Eagle) Steady times lo, Lang.

Eagle: Hahaha, I deg degan woy, afraid of taking names wrong

Bimo: Wkwkwkwk (Bimo then took out all the papers in the draw box and the names written there were only Rigel and Nuna)

Eagle: Fortunately I didn't take two - both Rigel or Nuna

Bimo: Yes woi, hockey lo

Joshua: Haha, successful mission gaes