Little My Wife
Learn to cook
Chapter 20
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The afternoon is approaching. Nasywa took the initiative to make dinner. With a recipe book, Nasywa put up an apron and immediately looked for some ingredients in a large refrigerator.
All in the refrigerator, Nasywa even made flabbergasted with the arrangement in the refrigerator that is so neat and clean, so that Nasywa easily find what he wants to process.
"alright. It's time to be Nasywa's wife." said Nasywa eagerly as she stretched both hands.
Nasywa examines all the menus in the book. Until he found some that made his curiosity appear.
"alright.. We begin.." nasywa read one by one the recipe with great seriousness.
even Nasywa did the same as the one in the book.
"Fried fish with oil, right ?? But what if it explodes later ?? Mama was in hot oil at the time for frying fish."Nasywa is struggling with her brain.
Fear and doubt arose in Nasywa. Especially when the oil starts to heat up.
"uh...this is me how to put the oil ??!!"Nasywa is confused not a bitch.
Tensionally Nasywa throws hot fish.
Srennggg !!!!
"Aaakaakkjhhh !!!!" Nasywa in pain did not play when the hot oil hit Nasywa's hand.
"Ouch.. So hurt..Huh.huh.huh.." Nasywa held his arm and blew. But quickly the lightning of Nasywa's hand reached someone from behind.
"Yes my.. How can this be.."Victor blew the oil container in Nasywa's arms.
The shocked Nasywa could only be transfixed to see how Victor was so worried about blowing on Nasywa's flushed arm.
Victor glanced at the cauldron on the stove, "Wait a minute.."Victor turned off the stove first and blew Nasywa's arm back.
"Ep.. It's okay uncle. it's not hot.."Nasywa said that she felt bad.
"It's okay how ??! Look at the scar flushed like this.."Reply Victor.
"waita minute. I'll get you some ointment."Victor walked quickly to a drawer and then approached Nasywa again. With full precision Victor smeared the saleb on the wound due to exposure to hot oil in Nasywa's arm.
Treated like that, Nasywa even more out of his feelings. He stared fixedly at Victor who was full of seriousness rubbing his arm.
"Thank you uncle.."Reply Nasywa who was embarrassed when her gaze was answered by Victor.
Victor replied with a smile and did not forget to gently wipe Nasywa's head. He then moved from his seat to the stove he had turned off earlier.
A smile returned to Victor's face as he looked at the oiled floating Fish.
Nasywa was so embarrassed, she bit her lower lip as she approached Victor.
"Sorry uncle I made your kitchen a mess."
"No problem."Victor turned to face the bowed Nasywa. "you want to learn to cook ??" bargain Victor.
Slowly Nasywa raised his face.
"Come here."Victor turned the stove back on and it made Nasywa immediately retreat again because of fear.
"Come here.. Its alright. I've closed it, you won't be exposed to oil."Call Victor who immediately closes the fish frying pan.
Nasywa still seemed hesitant, and it really made Victor feel anxious. Victor approached Nasywa. "Frying fish is not that bad. Come on.."Speak with full softness.
Nasywa finally complied and followed Victor closer to the stove.
"What did he want you to cook ??" Victor's question broke the tension of Nasywa who was so afraid of being exposed to hot oil again.
"That's.. Like in the book.."Nasywa pointed to the book she had placed on the side of the stove.
Victor read it and nodded slowly. "alright. I fried the fish, you just sliced the spice, huh ?? I'll teach you how to make sauce like it was drawn."
"really ??" nasywa's smile slowly rose. And Victor's nodding reply made Nasywa's fear slowly fade away.
Victor prepared all the materials and placed them in front of Nasywa.
"Look, slice it like this.."Victor exemplifies slicing onions and some other ingredients.
Nasywa watched carefully. "Give me uncle, I'll try.."
"well okay. Careful. It's a sharp knife, don't get your hand hit."message Victor. Nasywa immediately nodded vigorously and did not forget to develop a smile reciprocated by Victor.
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