Just Created For Me
THU*143

Andra drove his motor sport to Nardi's house with raw food that he would cook with the middle-aged man.

Like the request yesterday that want to learn to cook on Nardi.

Eagerly he pulled the bike over and parked the side of Nardi's simple and comfortable house.

The hot weather did not make the man stop his activities in the garden, Andra smiled happily and then stepped in the direction where Nardi was hoeing.

"Siang Pak" his greeting was friendly, making Nardi surprised because he did not hear a step closer to his direction.

He smiled, apparently the intention of the handsome young man the other day was not just a joke on his lips, he seriously wanted to learn from him.

"Son Andra why come here, dirty your pants later" he said seeing the end of Andra's brown pants exposed to wet dirt stains.

"Ah it's okay sir, later it can also be cleaned, I can borrow the hoe Sir" pinta Andra, it's ironic that he was born in this fertile land, never once held the traditional equipment, it is funny if he claimed to love the homeland but his hand has never given a touch of love to his mother and mother.

"Can Nak Andra?" Nardi looked doubtful at the handsome young man's request.

"How can I do it if I haven't tried" answered andra casually and took over the hoe from Nardi's hand.

With the spirit of Andra swinging a hoe like what he saw earlier.

"Don't be too fast Den, your power will run out, swing slowly but give more strength to your hoe to plant more in the ground, then you pull it.." explained Nardi sage.

Andra nodded then began to do what Nardi instructed.

For quite a long time Andra tried to ahlian new it, the sweat droplets had started to come out of the pores of his forehead, chest field and sixpack stomach was wet with sweat.

Nardi just shook his head, Andra whose body was never exposed to the sunlight certainly turned pink, I don't know what was on his mind when he followed Nardi to remove the shirt and let his body hit by the hot sun.

"Had son, enough is enough, we rest first" cried Nardi from the porch next to his house.

Andra held her body.

Looking at the results of his heart's hoe melos, only a few meters his chest felt tight, his breath hunting with a circle of sweat flooded all over his body.

Waist feels like to be dislodged, the workout so far is not much compared to what is done by Nardi every day, no wonder the middle-aged man still looks fresh and nimble.

"Drink first, and this sweet potato that you boiled this morning" Nardi thrust water and a plate of boiled yam.

"Glek glek, Huuuh haaahhh"

It was so fresh, the water stored in a pot of clay made Andra feel like he had drunk water from the mountains.

"Sir, did you make your own thermos?"ask Andra plain.

Nardi smiled at Andra's plain words calling the clay teapot 'thermos'.

"The name of the jug nak Andra, this jug Mr. deliberately bought in the village area of the land of his birth."

Andra mangosteen, not from the refrigerator but it feels very fresh and cold, very fitting in the hot weather like this, he thought.

He also ate a sweet boiled sweet potato, hunger and tired make it not feel like he had spent two boiled sweet potatoes.

Nardi saw a large plastic package sitting next to the chair.

"What's this not?" tanyanya full of search.

"He he .. According to my request, I ask you to teach me a little of your hand skills, teach me how to cook" he replied honestly.

Nardi let out a long sigh then opened the package, he could only shake his head, the full assortment of meat vegetables and seasonings were inside.

"Why are you bringing this much, Son Andra, are you going to cook for one village? in my house all the materials are available you no longer need to bring this much" he said honestly.

"Well, for now what will Nak Andra cook?" nardi asked at last, the handsome young man's will was really hard.

"Ehhmm, how about fried rice sir, he really likes seafood fried rice" said Andra honestly, Zara is very fond of seafood fried rice roadside.

Nardi nodded slowly.

"You clean your body first, we cook it" he said.

Andra with the spirit of four-five headed for a shower beside the house and cleaned her body, imagined by it, Zara's face that was enchanted by enjoying her delicious cuisine.

I'll make you amazed baby, wait I'll make you happy with my new skills, we'll spend time together happily, I'll pamper your tongue with my cooking later.

Andra spoke inwardly with sparkling eyes.

And a riot ensued in Nardi's modest kitchen.

After going through several attempts of frying rice, only the fourth portion, the taste is in accordance with the tongue of Nardi.

A satisfied smile rose from Andra's lips as Nardi gave his thumbs up.

"Thank you teacher, I can finally make my lover happy later because of my cooking" Andra said as she hugged Nardi tightly.

Nardi patted Andra haru on the shoulder.

"Come whenever you want, I'm ready to teach you the cuisine you want" he said honestly.

Andra smiled haru, then greeted the middle-aged man.

"Your disciples say goodbye to the teacher, your services will never be forgotten."

"Ha ha ha ha , go and next time you do not need to bring food here is available all, except meat" said Nardi.

Andra nodded vigorously, then she rushed away after from the corner of her eyes had caught a shadowy figure entering Nardi's room.

"Ehmm hmmm" Nardi was caught hearing a heavy deheman sound coming out of his room shortly after Andra disappeared with his motorbike.

"Damn it, I thought it was robbed, since when did you come?" ask Gunawan.

"Since you guys have been hugging and he called you a teacher" Gunawan said cynically.

Nardi was just a wry smile as Gunawan stared at him sharply.

"Sit down first, I'll explain, don't you overflow your emotions without knowing the case" said Nardi patiently.

Gunawan only grunts annoyed, with difficulty trying to separate the man from his daughter but his own best friend blatantly gives encouragement to Andra without his knowledge.

"How many times has that damn young man come here?" cerca Gunawan cynical.

"Just twice" answered Nardi honestly.

"Do you know who he is?."

Nardi nodded honestly, he already knew the young man was a man who was close to Gunawan's daughter, and he also knew if Gunawan did not approve, because the news was heard that Andra had a relationship with the daughter of an official of this country.

"If you knew who that young man was, then why did you even conspire with him heum?"

"I'm not conspiring, I'm just helping anyone who needs me, I see he's honest, he loves your daughter so much, even if you know what's on his mind then you'll regret being hostile to him" lang Nardi was firm.

Gunawan saw his best friend was sharp, he had never seen Nardi as sure as it was defending someone, let alone he had not known Andra for long.

"For as long as what you see is not true, do not believe the news of unclear origin, which I know he is a man who honestly and sincerely loves your daughter, even he intends to meet you with Zara, as well as his earnestness to me queen is Zara for the rest of his life, you know why he wants to learn to cook? He wants to cook for his future wife, he wants to make Zara happy for the rest of his life" explained Nardi.