Lenka's Dish
8

After 1 week of treatment in the hospital, Helena was allowed to go home. His health has gradually recovered and he is ready to undergo his activities as well as complete the next mission.

Queen Acasha gave him 7 months to complete the 2nd mission, and 3 months to complete Missions 4 and 5, respectively.

Last night, Miss Emma gave him 3 rolls of paper, not to be chosen but to be done at once.

Unlike the previous missions that limit time using 'hours', these 3 missions will be completed in a matter of 'months'. Maybe because this mission is difficult and will be done at the same time, Helena thought.

Queen Acasha also confirmed that if Helena can complete her mission faster and with good results then, she will get special points and does not rule out the possibility of a surprise gift.

"Do you know your 2nd act, Helena?" Ask Miss Emma.

Helena shook her head.

"Your palm serves as a scanner. You will know something just by sticking your hand on the object. If you want to learn a book about management science or cuisine for example, you just put your palm on the page of the book or on the page of online media that displays it. Likewise, if you want to know the info about someone, stick your palm in the photo."

"How do I do something I've never done before in my other life? Ask Helena.

"I don't understand what you mean Helena, you name an example."

"It's like using a washing machine, riding a motorcycle, driving a car.."

"Owh. You can automatically do whatever Lenka used to do. Trust the system and dare to do something about it."

Helena nodded happily.

"And this, Jeannett Moon at the Ola Voila Resto. Is it my job to just meet him in 3 months ?"

Miss Emma grinned at the horse.

"Of course if only meeting someone does not take up to 3 months, right ? You'll know it when you meet him." Answer miss Emma.

"Miss Emma, can you tell me how many more missions or what points I need to reach ?"

"Sorry Helena. I really don't know because I'm just an intermediary. All control of her determination was in the hands of queen Acasha. You and I are doing the Queen's best."

"alright. I hope this mission can be completed quickly so I can re-assemble with my family." Please Helena.

Helena opened her mission book and added the list in her notes :

● Help the three striped cat. Point 100's. Done.

● Aimee. 1000 Point. Done.

● Completed Lenka Study. Time 7 months.

● Jeanett Moon in Ola Voila. Time 3 months.

● Teach kids cooking. Time 3 months.

(Kids ? More than 1 dong).

🌻🌻🌻

Raising her head Helena spelled out the writing on top of the classic building to ascertain the name of the place that did not come "Ola Voila Resto".

Yes, this must be the place Miss Emma meant, her inner self.

Clies

A small bell rang as Helena entered the place and chose a seat.

Enjoy a glimpse of a romantic room with a vintage touch. Comfortable.

The resto looks empty.

"Jeanett Moon." Helena muttered softly recalling who was the target this time.

Miss Emma gave no clue anything other than the name of the person and place she should be visiting, and

I don't know why the system seems to be following close the info for him.

After ordering hot cappucino, croissant and French creepes, Helena spread her gaze around the corner of the room, until she was glued to a woman who seemed to be thinking about something.

As if seeing Miss Emma smiling while nodding her head at him, Helena understood that the woman was the one in question. Rising from her seat, Helena momentarily thought of how to open their conversation.

Jeanett Moon, I'm cooming.

"Hi, sorry to interrupt can I sit here? hello Helena politely.

"Emmm.. Yeah, course. Please, miss..."

" Eh, I'm Lenka and you...?"

"Ah, no. I was here for the first time, on the recommendation of my friend who said that this restaurant serves the best French dishes in the city."

"Owh.." With a bitter smile Jeanett responded.

"The place is nice and comfortable, but why quiet visitors.." Helena's sentence was interrupted because the service delivered her order. "You didn't order anything?" keep Helena on.

Jean shook her head softly as she sighed, staring and holding the bottle of mineral water in front of her.

"This is what I'm thinking." Replied Jean without looking at the cool Helena enjoying French creepes with strawberry ice cream toppings and almond nut slices in front of her.

"You mean ? Um, aren't you interested in enjoying this menu that has been presented." Ask Helena.

Jeanett shook her head slowly.

"Please, Miss. Actually this restaurant is a legacy from my parents, so automatically I am the owner. I feel so lost for the passing of the mainstay chef who was my parents' best friend."

Helena watched and waited for every word that came out of Jean's mouth while enjoying the French snack.

"Chef Marie Blanc and her husband are like parents to me. They're very nice. In addition to having a distinctive taste, chef Marie carries the concept of only cooking organic vegetables taken from the land around this garden and Mr. Damar, husband chef Marie is the manager of the organic garden."

"Wow, cool they must be a matching couple." Sela Helena's.

Jean smiled with a slightly wet corner of her eyes.

"They're the sweetest couple I've ever met. Even my parents are not like them. Darlene, their only daughter has repeatedly pleaded with me to no longer hire her parents on the grounds that they are elderly and it is time to enjoy their old days with their children and grandchildren."

Jean drinks the mineral water in front of her and pulls the tissue to wipe her water.

"Until the events of that day took us all by storm." Jean again.

"They were in an accident or got sick ?" Guess Helena.

"I lost them in a very sad way. As someone set up, a customer saw a rat wandering around our kitchen, taking a photo of it and uploading it to social media."

Helena shuddered amusedly at the word of the wandering rat.

"A place this clean? how could there be a rat?" Helena said as if in disbelief.

"Nearly 2 decades Ola Voila restaurant stands with the concept made by my father and Mr. Damar, so as to create a distinctive atmosphere and taste, warm, comfortable and unforgettable. Papaku an architect, he who designed this restaurant to the details and processed food from organic vegetables grown by himself is the idea of Mr. Damar who is an agricultural engineer. In order for this restaurant to provide the best quality for our customers, the feasibility of also cleanliness of the place and the results of cooking are highly considered. Including also being the reason for our restaurant using anti-mouse, cockroach and mosquito equipment since a long time."

Helena was amazed to hear Jean's explanation.

"That's fascinating. Jean, I'm about to finish my final assignment. Can I do some research at this restaurant ?"

"Are you sure ? I even plan to close this restaurant and sell it, it has been 3 months empty of visitors and our turnover has decreased drastically. What can you look into?" Wonder Jean.

"Emmm.. might examine customer loyalty to the mainstay menu presented, perhaps?"

"I even lost my flagship chef Marie Blanc, I haven't found a replacement yet. There have been some people who have proposed, but I haven't got the taste of typical Marie Blanc."

"May I try ?" Tawar Helena's.

"certain. If you have time, come with me to the kitchen now." Welcome Jean.

Soon Helena follows Jean to the back of the restaurant.

Selecting and processing materials. Make pie skins, cut onions, sausages, spinach and mix other ingredients such as cheese, milk, totole and other ingredients.

While grilling, Helena looked at the contents of the refrigerator and saw a duck thigh there.

Helena opened the page in online media with her phone, picked 1 dish and scanned it with her hands without Jean underlining it. Helena eagerly returned to prepare the ingredients for the next menu.

"How much food are you going to make?" Ask Jean.

"Today there is only 1 menu. And another one for tomorrow." Helena replied smiling.

Jean nodded while sniffing the aroma of cooking that tickled her nose.

"Please try Jean." Helena took it out of the oven and presented the processed results."

"Wow.. Quiche Loraine !" Jean Calls.

"Yes. How does it feel ?"

"Perfect" replied Jean happily.

"Tomorrow afternoon I will come here and finish the menu again" Reply Helena.

"Sure, I'm waiting for you Lenka. And I'm glad you've been to my restaurant"