Knitting Tangled Yarn.
LEARN COOKING.
“Yes that's right. I have to find a way to make that magical granny submit to us,” replied the God.
“Then how? We don't know how?” ask Sascha.
“How, later. I want us to make love tonight,” God replied.
“You're? You always just like that,” chebik Sascha while throwing his face away.
“Part of you is very funny. Yes I am still thinking about how we can trap the magic grandmother,” said Dewa.
“Ya already then,” said Sascha who draped both hands on the chest.
“Are you okay?” ask God.
“I've been very good. I feel happy now. I want to make things even better,” replied Sascha.
Ting.
A message came into Sascha's phone. He immediately took the message and read it. He was shocked and looked at the god.
“Can I be honest with you?” asked Sascha who was confused about what to say to God.
"You must be honest with me" replied the Lord. "Should a married person not be open? Do you have a boyfriend again?"
"I won't have a boyfriend anymore. I have secretly betrayed you" replied Sascha.
"Then?'' asked the God who deliberately saw Sascha's eyes full of honesty.
"I've been working with a mobster named D-Trex. Honestly, I am very interested in the life of the witch," replied Sascha.
"That's all! I thought you had a new lover. If you have a new boyfriend. Just watch out for you!" threaten a serious God.
"Lha, are you threatening me?" ask Sascha.
"No. I'm not threatening you. I've never done that" God's God made Sascha chuckle. "But the man must die at my hands!"
"Huh? Die me. Then I'm gonna have to hand over a mob boss named D-Trex?" ask Sascha.
"Not so many times. I'm gonna say. If he's your lover. He must die at my hands" replied the God who was a little frightened by the head of the D-Trex mafia.
"I'm not the guy at all. So hearing Anette's name, how come I'm a kepo huh?" ask Sascha.
"Some of you are there. But you are also great to be able to keep up with me. You also secretly have a pretty good plan. Plus you have hired someone to be a spy" replied the God.
"Yes, I should have said it to you first" Sascha said.
"No need to say the same to me. You need to find yourself without the help of others. The mafia must find each other's identity. I hope you can do it without anyone. Form your true self. So that you can stand up straight" said the God.
"Thank you for the advice. You have made me happy, even though it is simple. I love you" said Sascha who looked at the face of the God with a sweet smile.
"Me too" whispered the God who deliberately kissed Sascha in front of the bodyguards.
The bodyguards that were beside them could only swallow his saliva with great difficulty. They were secretly cursing at his boss in his heart. How could the super-cold boss melt into a woman like this?
"You're the habit of kissing everything?" pissed Sascha.
"The staff is so lucid. Sometimes you can make me melt like ice in Antarctica" said the god.
"Sad," decak Sascha.
"The witch met a man whose face was ugly. He has given a share location here" replied Sascha.
"All right then. I'm not a problem like this" explained God.
"It looks like my brain is thinking of getting a cooperation with that man" Sascha said.
"What's that?" ask God.
"Later. I was waiting for the arrival of papa-made fried rice" replied Sascha who was imagining their fried rice.
"Patience. I was waiting for him too. They honestly can't cook. Can only cook instant food. But that's rare" explained the god.
"Is that true?" ask Sascha.
"Yes, that's right" replied the God who held Sascha's hand while kissing her.
While Devan and Gerre were confused thinking about what would be cooked? They were so confused as to cook what fried rice?
"Are we going to cook fried rice studded with chicken?" ask Gerre.
"Hmmp.. it seems like it's been a lot of dech," replied Devan who held his chin while looking for fried rice that suited Sascha's taste.
"If Sascha, often eat fried chicken rice. He said Sascha even likes the chicken to be suir-suir," said Gerre.
"But there are no chickens here. There is a whole chicken" said Devan.
"Does my son like seafood?" ask Gerre.
"Aulia eats everything. Anything can be eaten" replied Devan who knew the advantages of Sascha.
"Thank God. Honestly my son is not fussy and wants to eat everything" said Gerre.
"Your daughter is a very great daughter. Whatever it is all eaten with him. Strange food was tried. But one that he doesn't like. Foods that smell of celery. If we put celery in. Don't expect Sascha to eat everything" Devan explained.
"That's also I don't like at all. I vomited because I ate the celery. So don't blame Aulia for not liking celery. It's all from me" said Gerre.
"Yes how else. I was also confused what to cook today? Then the fried rice is seafood," said Devan who has the idea to make seafood fried rice.
"That seems like a really good idea. By the way you can cook that seafood fried rice?" ask Gerre who is doubtful over Devan's decision.
"Then let's cook, then" invited Devan who really wanted to invite Gerry into the kitchen and cook together.
When he opened the refrigerator, Gerre got an idea. The one where the idea came up instantly and made Gerre more excited just to cook fried rice for his daughter.
"You better back off from here. Ah no, you have to help me clean up these vegetables and the fish that I immediately took, "gerry pointed to me while looking at the contents of the refrigerator.
"Can too. Are you good at cooking?" ask Devan who is still standing.
"I'm not good at cooking. But I have to do it. It's for the sake of Aulia and also my granddaughter" Gerre replied.
"It seems like a very good idea. I will learn to cook today. Who knows if I have retired suddenly to become a chef," explained Devan who made plans to become a chef.
"That's a really bad idea for me. You cannot tell the difference between salt and sugar. If you can't tell the difference between sugar and salt. You'll mix it into all that cooking. You better learn to distinguish between salt and sugar" said Gerre.
"What are you guys here for?" tara asked who purposely went into the kitchen to fetch water.