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CHAPTER 52: Teach Me, Mother (welcoming HUT RI)

The longer the problem gets complicated. I really don't know what to do.

Layla and Masaya. Very-very similar. Could he be Layla's twin sister?

As far as I know, Layla doesn't have a twin sister.

But I don't know.

"Mr. Layla was born alone or twins."

"Twin, what's up. Tumben you asked Layla. Remember he's your brother, Zey."

"Yes ... Mommy. Just ask!"

Zaidan felt imitated by his mammary statement. But he didn't get dizzy.

"Where's the twin brother?"

"When you were born you died."

"Oh ..."

I dare not ask any more. I saw my mother's face sad.

"What's up, Zey?"

"How did he die?"

"It's been a long time, Zey. My mother forgot. As you know, my mother gave birth to 2 people. My mom doesn't know what gender. Because after giving birth, my mother can't remember anything anymore. When mommy realized baby mom lived one. Said the nurse who took care of her, one of the daughters of the mother died. "

"Ehmmm ...."

"Try asking your uncle Handoko."

"**Cock"

"When she gave birth to Layla, her father in Japan. Can't accompany mom."

"**Oh..."

"Goodoo, Mama."

"Yes ..."

Every time Haydi looked at Zaidan there was always guilt in his heart.

Son ... forgive mami, who has wasted you.

"Hi, why are you so sad."

"There's nothing. I'm sorry, Zey."

"There's nothing to forgive, Mom."

"Mom, don't forget the cure."

"Thank you, Zey."

"I'm back in the room, Mom."

"Yes ... kangen the same Dinda?"

"Mami knows it."

Although not satisfied with his mother's testimony. Zaidan is grateful that there are at least a few clues to uncover Mayasa's identity. Maybe Aldi can help.

Zaidan's mind was still focused in Mayasa's shadow. Not realizing that Layla was meeting him.

"Sister, I told brother-in-law. Tomorrow we have to come to the office."

"Astaghdirullah al adzim. Tomorrow's the august race."

"And tomorrow you have to be ready for the cooking competition, you know .."

"Have your secretary, really backfire for brother."

"Lho, uh,"

"You've been working on your brother."

"He .. he ..."

"What part of the mother dong."

"Love the spirit and taste.."

"Layla, I'm asking you to tell bi Asih to prepare the guest room."

"Who will come, Brother."

"Your driver first."

"Sir Aldo?"

"**Yes ."

"There's a problem especially sich, brother!?"

"Not ask much. Can you help me not?"

"Yes .. yes ... later do not tell bi Asih?"

"Thank you, beautiful sister."

"Hallah. Don't forget tomorrow, don't lose."

"If you lose?"

"Shame on sister-in-law alone."

"You've now started conspiring with brother-in-law, yes!"

"For the sake of kindness. Sister-in-law has a restaurant tho ...."

"Yes .. yes .... There go. Brother still has business."

"What kind of business, most of all, sister-in-law."

"Hush ... is a child."

"Eh .. That's Shaffa's guitar...?"

"Yes." Layla replied briefly, "Sister, when do we play music together again?"

"May, but not tonight. Brother wants to learn to cook first with sister-in-law."

"Okay .. I'm waiting for the result."

Here's how you got a female secretary. We fathers are ready to be dealt with.

It used to be the most lombanya make tumpeng. For mothers, we are spending the results of the race.

Now we are the race fathers. Mothers are enjoying. I regretted raising him as secretary.

But for the sake of HUT RI, Kurela got bullied. Once in a while for the mothers in my office happy and happy.

I see you've finished putting Anya to sleep. She was reading a novel while leaning on the bed. Her other hand gently caressed my daughter's hair. I actually can't bother him. But how else. Stay today to prepare yourself.

"Bun, "

"What's up, Dad."

"Mother tired?"

Tumben time, my husband behaves like this.

Like there's a wish. But not the usual.

"Yes, a little."

"If so, it's still up to ..."

"For what, Anya's father!?"

"Teach me cook, make a Augustusan race at the office."

I honestly want to laugh when I hear it. Let alone seeing his dream that groans like that.

"Can."

"Alhamdulillah, come now to the kitchen, Mother!"

"Now?!"

"Yes, tomorrow's the sheep."

Yes ... This is an out-of-place gang. Again the exclamation of this chapter, the cooking must be stopped.

But let it be for the sake of the husband ....

I can't bear to see his face.

"All right."

"Dad to the kitchen first. I'm wearing a veil."

His face looks cheerful, as cheerful as Anya if given ice cream.

I don't want Anya's father to wait long. I immediately grabbed the shirt and put it on. Then follow to the kitchen.

I saw him just sitting on the chair while looking at the stove. Lha .. it turns out that since then it was just dumbfounded, it has not started either.

"Dad, what's cooking?"

"No idea, Mother?"

"What did Dad do?"

"He .. he ... make instant noodles."

"Eats her body tends to be loose."

"Tomorrow, the lamb makes what sich, Dad."

"White rice, vegetables and side dishes are up."

"Okay, we learned to make rice first. How many people?"

"Ten."

"1 kg is more than enough. We cooked enough this time. Please wash the rice. 3 x only, so that the nutritional content is not lost. Prepare enough water, cooked to boil.just enter the rice that has been clean earlier. Wait until the water dries.Then lift. Stay in the kids again wear a boiler. Until cooking.

"Okay dad can, this is what I've prepared."

"For what side dish, Mother?"

"See what's in the fridge?"

"Alhamdulillah, there's guramie, tofu, tempeh, shrimp, eggs. chicken."

"His ancestor?"

"Cucumbers, tomatoes, chilies, sprouts, eggplants, others I don't know the name. The leaves are green, there are long beans too."

"What do you want me to do?"

"Guramie fried, tempe tofu that there is a sweet taste, Mother. We usually get in Yogja city."

"Tempe knows bacem, I mean Dad."

"Yes ..."

"We'll prepare the roof.

for fried guramie; onions, coriander, turmeric, salt. puree."

"Where's the same turmeric, Mother?"

"That's ..."

"Yes .. yeah..."

"For tempeh and tofu bacem; onion

red, garlic, coriander, tamarind, lenkuas, bay leaves, brown sugar, sweet soy sauce, salt and water. If there's coconut water."

"Moreover that, Mother. I don't understand. Mother alone prepared the season."

Hem ... I ended up too. The director was taught, it was even done.

"Yes already, I cut into pieces first tempeh and his year. Just fry it for a minute."

"How soon, Mother."

Yes ....Memorized that gini-rich style.

"Here you go, I'll just get some water in that little pot we bacem tempeh and yangya."

"Mother, the rice is how it is, the water is up. Deadened."

"Yes ."

It seems easier to teach Anya than her father. Yes ... I have to understand. If his talent was spending food instead of making cooking. Patience ...

45 Minutes in the kitchen. And all the food almost cooked all. There are still uncooked kale.

But I heard Anya's voice calling from inside the room.

"Dad, looks like Anya's awake. I'll go to the room first."

"What is this, Mother?"

"Day give salt enough."

Yes ... mother has fled. How much yes ....

Okay already. Serve ...

Zaidan proudly served the dishes he made on the dining table.

There is rice, guramie gireng, tofu tempe bacem, sambal, lalapan, kale cah. and lemon juice drinks.

Then invite Shaffa and Layla to enjoy it.

"Acasino'aikum ..."

the house bell rang.

"Wa'alaikum salam ..." Zaidan opened the door.

"Hi Aldo, you happened to come. I'm cooking big nich. Please taste"

"Well .. what a coincidence. I'm also laper."

"Wait at the dinner table, same with my sisters."

"Yes. I put my stuff down first."

Before long Aldi had fulfilled Zaidan's call at the dinner table.

Food that invites taste.

The three of them tasted the cuisine. And enjoy it without making a sound. Zaidan awaits the assessment results.

"It's sister-in-law's cooking."

"Nilah ..."

"Oh ..."

"You guys are so sich."

"Believe, let alone this one" said Shaffa pointing a kale in front of him. Which is almost untouched.

"Yes .. taste of the newlyweds."Aldo.

while throwing smiles at Shaffa and Layla.

"Yes." Yeah."Layla doesn't want to lose.

"What does sich mean."

Zaidan was confused.

"Hi have you tasted." Dinda joined in after finishing calming Anya.

"Sister-in-law, it worked. Zaidan's cooking is good."

"Alhamdulillah."

"But not necessarily if tomorrow is judged by chef Juna."

"The teacher is chef Juna?! I finally got to meet him."

"This is all, it looks like Zaidan's heart statement to dech's sister .." Layla said as she pointed to the kale.

"We'll leave it to Brother." Shaffa change chiming.

"Tried, Brother." Layla cheers.

"All right."

Unsuspecting Dinda took a scoop of kale. Then put it in his mouth.

"Mas," Dinda immediately took one glass of water. And drink.

"Yes, honey."

"How much salt did you sprinkle."

"One full tablespoon."

"Payment ..."

"Mbak Dinda, that means Zaidan has a pent-up desire." Aldo couldn't hold back his laughter anymore. Layla and Shaffa.

Zaidan was just a dumbass, while Dinda reddens her cheeks.

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