Healing
134. Cooking Collaboration

The event continued by eating cakes together, it was only eating cakes and snacks, because it had breakfast at home, and was still very full because it had breakfast quite a lot. It turns out that Mandhi rice made by Puput does taste very good and savory, especially goat meat cooked until tender, does not make the mouth difficult when biting and chewing it.

" Today is Syifa tired of messing around in the flower garden and in the vegetable garden, so tomorrow we do not need to go anywhere again huh?, mending rest and playful in Fila alone... while looking at father, grandfather, Om Juna, and Shaka's brother fishing in the fish pond behind the fila. The fish is very big, because long time not on the fishing line, so tomorrow we can burn fish beside the pond. How's it?".

Syifa looked at me fixedly as I invited her to talk on the way home from the flower garden. It was already 11 noon, the sun was already hotter on the skin, we all decided to return to Fila. And the flower garden was opened to the public after workers cleaned up the place we used to surprise Shaka's birthday.

" Syifa is up to the mother, Syifa is still a child, so Syifa follows the same that has been big" Syifa said with her song.

Maybe because tired, Syifa whined to be carried home, but again she wanted to be carried Puput, even though I, mama, Yoga, and others were all very willing if little Syifa asked to be carried. Because Syifa rarely wants to be carried, she likes to go anywhere on her own.

" No papa, carried with me Madam, not far from here to Fila. Arrive soon too. Non Syifa is also not too heavy" said Puput.

And when he got home, Syifa had fallen asleep very soundly in the sling of Puput. Apparently, he asked in the car because he felt sleepy. It's worth not wanting to walk alone, usually Syifa if everywhere asking for their own way, and rarely ask to be carried. Although sometimes I still carry if again go to crowded places.

" I have already put my wife to sleep in the Madam's room, I'm sorry for wanting to cook for lunch" said Puput while saying goodbye to the kitchen.

Does he not have a sense of tired?, even though since the morning continues to play around and obey all the wishes of Syifa, which is certainly very tiring. And just taking Sifa down from her carrier, now that she had gone straight to the kitchen to cook, must have been very tiring. I need to help her cook now.

" Where are you going, baby?", the Yoga who saw me in the kitchen asked, because my steps were faster than usual.

" I want to help Puput cook for us to lunch, sorry he was tired of helping keep Syifa since morning" I said as I left Yoga who was about to enter the room. I don't want to listen to this protest Yoga and that, because I feel sorry for Puput.

And at this time, Puput and I cook together in the kitchen, at first Puput forbade me to the kitchen especially to help him cook, because he was worried that he would be scolded Yoga. But I guarantee that he won't be scolded by anyone. Since it's my own real will, I've been dying to cook again. It's like feeling the miss of something because it's been together for so long.

After a long time of not going into the kitchen and cooking, finally today in Fila I return to do what used to be my livelihood for almost two years, namely cooking.

There is a sense of happiness because again holding a knife, frying pan, sodet, pan, and other tools that have been almost 4 years I have never touched.

If at home, Yoga has not allowed me to cook, because it can make me tired, and one more reason yoga forbids me to cook, because it can make me tired, he didn't want my body exposed to hot water or oil anymore like it used to be.

But come to think of it, wasn't it because I was exposed to hot water that we finally united again. It doesn't make sense to tell, but it's the real story.

" Mistress, do you often cook at home?, the movement of the Madam when cooking is very flexible, unlike the wife of a rich man who is afraid of being exposed to hot oil or worried that his finger is scratched by a knife", tanya Puput while she was putting chives into the soup and moving the soup into a container to serve.

" Since I lived in a Yoga house, I have never been allowed to be exhausted, especially when moving first I was pregnant young, and Yoga was very protective to take care of me. Until Syifa was born, and Syifa was that big, I was still not allowed to cook".

" Do you believe that today was the first time I was allowed to cook by Yoga after almost 4 years I did not cook. It feels so good to be able to hold sodet and frying pan again", I said so happy.

Puput looked at me in surprise, "Does Madam have a cooking hobby?, but why do you forbid Madam to cook, is cooking not a heavy job and not too tiring?", ask Puput while sprinkling fried onions on the soup.

" Some parts of my body, such as my stomach, thighs, and legs were burning, I was already married to Yoga, and Yoga saw all the wounds on my body, until he made up his mind if he didn't want me to be exposed to boiling water like I used to, that's why he banned me from the kitchen" I explained.

" That means the Master loves the Madam very much, and doesn't want the mistress to get hurt".

We both finished cooking and served our collaboration dishes on the dining table.

The lunch menu is also very appetizing, there is oxtail soup, sambal, tofu and tempeh fry, potato balado and skin crackers.

I admit Puput is very multi-talented, he is good at cooking and various dishes he mastered, he is very patient and can make Syifa feel comfortable when with him, he is also fun to be a chatter friend.

The proof is only two days I know him, we can already be this close, until I tell something I have never told anyone about the fateful incident of hot water first.

" It was only 12 o'clock less than a quarter, it turned out that the cooking was finished faster, thanks for helping me Madam" said Puput sincerely.

" Even though it has not cooked for almost 4 years, but the mistress is still very skilled and deft when cooking earlier. Was the madam a chef or a chef?", asked Puput who was guessing what my past job was.

I shook my head, "Not a great chef or chef with a certificate, I'm just an ordinary cook, I have a rice stall, just a patch of breadth.

" It is precisely such a cook who is good at cooking Madam, because a day can practice cooking many times with a different menu. But why do I like not to believe that the mistress only has a food stall, not a big restaurant" said Puput while arranging dishes and spoons at the dining table.

" I was nobody before I got married to Yoga, so you have to believe my story, because everything is the truth", I explained, leaving the Puput still glued to the dinner table.

I went out of the dining room, called my family members to lunch and enjoyed the dishes that I and Puput cooked.

" I seem to be very familiar with the taste of all this cooking, because it used to be almost every day food with a taste like this".

" Is sister cooking herself?", asked Juna as she looked at me, then glanced towards Puput.

The puput who was standing while pouring water in our glass immediately lowered his head, feeling guilty for letting me help him, he was also afraid of being scolded.

" The one who cooks Puput, brother just helps him a little, if it tastes the same or similar to the cuisine of the brother, it means Puput the cook" said I boasted.

" The two of them had collaborated, your brother who went straight to the kitchen when he arrived from the plantation earlier" said Yoga.

I just grinned the horse to hear Yoga also explain. Means he's not mad at me, even though he helped Puput cook in the kitchen.