
"Alright, now the food has come. Who's gonna cook?" ask Haris Maulana.
"I can cook. Let me be" replied Yoona Larasati. The girl who was still carrying groceries, it started to shuffle. However, his footsteps stopped, as he heard someone speaking painfully.
"Miss Yoona Larasati, your cooking is very unpleasant. I don't think it will match the tongues of all the people who are here" sneered Satria Hermawan. Like a code. If Yoona Larasati, never cook for her.
"If my cooking is not good, then I will treat you all. I think my money in the ATM is still a lot, to just buy food. Still can. Even to accommodate one's life, it is also still able to. Therefore, Mr. Satria Hermawan do not worry. Isn't that right, Mr Satria Hermawan?" reply Yoona Larasati.
"alright. If you're desperate to keep cooking, I won't eat your cooking!" upset the Hermawan Satria with grumbling. The man got up and passed by with stifling emotions. Just this time, Yoona Larasati denied it outright.
"Yes already. If you're hungry, don't regret it!" yell Nana Maharani.
"Miss Yoona Larasati, take it easy. I'll help you cook" Kiran Anggraini said.
"Byeah, I'll also help you in cooking! I'm useful!" the Sorak Nana Maharani.
"Thank you, everybody. Come on, let's go to the kitchen" Yoona Larasati asked. The three girls passed by to the kitchen.
"Oh hey! Waitme! I'm also useful to know!" yell out Dion Leonardo. The man walked behind the three girls.
Helping out? Ah, naw. Those three people, really make the kitchen a mess. In fact, they almost blew up the kitchen because of the actions of Nana Maharani. For this reason, the smoke in Yoona Larasati's head seemed to soar high.
An hour later, for some reason, a commotion broke out in the kitchen. With a snapping sound from Yoona Larasati, Dion Leonardo, Nana Maharani, and Kiran Anggraini were pushed out.
"You play cards! Don't make me cry. The kitchen is a mess! Like a ship breaking! Oh, my God, this isn't helping. But you fucked up the kitchen! Already, don't bother me. Play the cards, calmly." Yoona Larasati closed the kitchen door very hard. Make those three men, grin the horse.
At 8 p.m., dinner is ready. Dinner made by Yoona Larasati, so fragrant and diverse. There is meat rendang, beef chicken, grilled fish, stir-fry kale, meat soup, and roasted chicken. All the female and male guest stars were quite flabbergasted. Except the Hermawan Satria. The man poked his lips.
"Some village food? You don't understand the taste of food, Miss Yoona Larasati!" this clash of the Hermawan Satria, re-ignited the spicy mouths of netizens. Even Satria Hermawan, really did not taste the food cooked by Yoona Larasati.
"He was so arrogant. In fact, what Miss Yoona Larasati cooked looks delicious and tantalizing."
"What he cooks is Indonesian food. Very rarely, it can be found in even reputable restaurants."
"The Hermawan Knights are nothing but trash. Never mind. Their attitude is the same. Totally rotten. It's not appropriate to get the perfect Miss Yoona Larasati at all."
"really. Miss Yoona Larasati, very perfect. While the Hermawan Satria is useless trash."
"I used to dislike Miss Yoona Larasati. Now I love him so much! Holy hooch! She's so pretty. Not to mention, he was very good at pampering the stomach. Truly an example of a virtuous wife."
"All right! Now an event that will end this beautiful day. Let's carry out the final mission. All the male guest stars remained seated in his place. As for the female guests, please enter the room. In that room later, you will get a secret mission. Please, ladies!" director Samuel Jo just grinned the horse. After he found the expressions of the male and female guest stars, alternately.
Inside the room, the female guests took the raffled paper. Airi Cyntia smiled arrogantly. Then he immediately recorded the sound, according to the mission he had taken.
"Basic. I'm first yeah. To me, this is so easy," Airi Cyntia said arrogantly. The girl then came out of the room.
Yoona Larasati and Nana Maharani, realize something is wrong with Kiran Anggraini. The girl stood up with a stagger. Kiran Anggraini, staring in shock at the paper that read his mission.
Nana Maharani and Yoona Larasati approach the girl. Yoona Larasati snatched the mission papers. The girl's forehead is wrinkled.
"Why are you so scared, Miss Kiran Anggraini?" ask Yoona Larasati.
"I'm not afraid of that mission. I'm just afraid of Mr Lee Anggara Davidson! Isn't he not a random guy? I had to surprise her, with a ghostly voice! I'm so scared, Miss Yoona Larasati, " said Kiran Anggraini.
"so yeah. Then, just exchange it with me. Here, and this is for me. Look, the mission I took. Just the sound of a cat. You can?" ask Yoona Larasati.
Kiran Anggraini immediately wiped away her tears. "Can this really be? I'm so scared, Miss Yoona Larasati. But if it's just the sound of a cat, I can still. Is this okay, Miss Yoona Larasati?" kiran Anggraini asked with a feeling of timidity.
"It's okay. Be calm. Come on, let's record our voices. Let Miss Airi Cyntia, not be too arrogant. It feels so bad." Yoona Larasati immediately recorded the voice written on the mission paper.
Yoona Larasati smiles smirk. Satria Hermawan's. Once a coward, be a coward. See how I do what you love, Satria Hermawan.
The three girls had finished recording their voices. Now they are one by one listening to their voice recordings. Until you arrive, Yoona Larasati.
"Ihihihihihi." Yoona Larasati's voice sounded high. Instantly make the Hermawan Satria lunge backwards. The man was shocked.
Maybe pain, not so much. But the shame, it's incredible. Moreover, this is a variety show that is broadcast live. Explosions of laughter, breaking out everywhere.