My Annoying Chef's
Chapter 14's

After following each challenge is quite long and certainly not easy. Also facing the judges who were certainly very emotionally draining, let alone Loka, the man seemed to never be satisfied with the results of what Farah gave. If both judges will appreciate each dish, but not with Loka, there are reasons that he gave, as if Farah did not complete the challenge to the maximum. Even a few times Loka dragged him to the pressure test, which of course made Farah mentally bombarded all out.

"OKe guys! You've got 30 seconds left." Alia screaming.

As usual he went around, looking at each busy participant on their respective bench. Walk casually, while folding both hands backwards.

Farah who had daydreamed again withdrew her consciousness, and again checked some conditions in her cooking.

He ran towards the pantry, then brought back a large plate, as well as a small bowl. Farah put the object on his bench, not forgetting to clean first, before finally he put the banana leaves that have been cut round.

Farah checked the tool to burn the meat, moved some beef skewers on the plate, then grilled sticky rice and immediately decorated it. Do not forget to fill a small bowl with oncom sambal, which Farah immediately put right next to some skewers of cows that look tempting.

Brown color with the luster of beef fat that melted due to the hot steam from the embers, do not forget a few slices of tomatoes and chili in such a way, then give it a sprinkling of fried onions, do not forget a few pieces, it makes the dish look stunning even though it is made from simple ingredients.

"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five, four, three, two, .. one! Okay guys, you're out of time." Andrew yelling.

All the contestants raised both hands.

"Okay, break." One of the tv crew shouted.

Some of the janitors entered the filming area. Then help tidy up each participant's bench. Carrying dirty items and containers, tidying the table, then carrying garbage, so that the cooking area is neat again, there are only dishes that have been completed by the participants.

Loka sat down on the available sofa, grabbed a bottle of bottled water, unsealed it, and gulped it down in half. His hands were raised upwards, his lips were constantly moving about swallowing water, while the look of the eyes continued to be aimed at the figure of the girl standing at the front desk.

Every day his appearance is getting more stunning. Not only in terms of his ability to cook and solve challenges well. However, the way she dresses has also been very clear, if Farah is not a woman who was born and a large plant from random people.

Branded clothes, which certainly can not just anyone wear. Only middle and upper class people can afford limited goods from world-renowned brands.

"Obspect who?" Alia asked immediately when she realized something.

Loka turned her head, then closed the bottle of drinking water.

"Who?" Loka acted like she didn't understand anything.

"Again the scenario to make Farah mentally down huh? Want to make him look rich again last Sunday?" Alia's eyes are squeaking.

Looking for a good sense that might be in the middle of the Loka prepare.

"Loka, it is so, where to stop if you have not made the child of a bad-tempered person keener." Andrew suddenly appeared, then grabbed a bottle of drinking water, and immediately gulped it down.

"Ck! Am I not working until I have to make a scenario? Just being a judge has made me tired, lack of rest, lack of sleep, lack of everything." Loka said as she rolled her eyes.

Alia was silent, with a sharp look and an expression of disbelief.

"Well, he said no less work. So today stop the drama huh? Don't go to someone who shouldn't be in the pressure test area." Andrew.

Alia looked at Andrew, then looked back at Loka.

"At the briefing he said I had to judge. I'm looking into this role!" He's still evasive.

However, the Loka gelagat this time did look more prominent than usual. No matter how hard a Loka is when he is a judge, the man never vilifies a good thing, but this season. Loka seemed to want to show who he was, so that made Farah several times included in the pressure test, even though the girl did not deserve to be there, because what she served had exceeded the standard of competence.

Finishing the challenge well, whether it is in terms of plating, seasoning, and also flavor. Which certainly makes Farah has a plus despite never being the champion of every challenge, but Farah does everything well.

"Guys, come! Break time is over. Back to each other's place." A man with a cell phone on his head shouted, while clapping his hands tightly.

Everyone was getting ready again, not least Loka who immediately got up from her seat, then walked back into the stage.

"Yok straight, yok!" The crew screamed back.

Which was immediately answered by a nod by Andrew as well as Alia. While Loka was behaving like indifference, and it had been her innate since the man had joined them.

"Well, in today's challenge we will call all of you. Not the worst, nor the best as always." Alia said with a smile.

"Okay, the beef challenge, right? I can't wait to try the dishes you made." Andrew folded both his hands on his chest.

While Loka was silent without saying a word.

"Okay, Queen you can go forward." Alia.

The person called nodded, then brought the dish forward, and placed it on the table as usual.

"How do you think the beef hand is?" Andrew went ahead first.

"It's not too hard, Chef. Still can enjoy the groove." Queen berujar.

Making Alia turn towards Loka, then give each other a thin smile. Whatdoes thatmean? I don't know, only the two of them know.

"So, ... What is this?" Andrew looked at the participant standing before him.

"Steak, Chef."

Andrew smiled, then closed his eyes.

"Yes I know this, Steak. But …"

"Ahahahahaha, .. You fool!" Loka pointed her index finger at Andrew.

Suddenly Loka laughed loudly, with a tone full of ridicule.

"I'm not blind, I know this steak. But can you tell me more about not which way you're taking your cooking? Either from the sauce or whatever." Andrew looked a little upset.

The queen seemed to be smiling shyly.

"Look at the smile!" Chirps Loka while shaking her head.

"Eee, .. This is Rib eye steak, with potatoes skillet, and creamy mushroom sauce."

Black plates are large, containing several pieces of beef with a color that is so beautiful and tempting. Not to forget the medium-sized potato pieces, there is also asparagus which becomes more attractive appearance.

Andrew brought a piece of meat, put it in his plate, then a slice of potato, asparagus, no and scooped up a little mushroom sauce.

Then Andrew backed off without saying a word after tasting it.

Not long after, Alia moved forward. Just like Andrew, he tasted the food, then came back without saying anything.

"Why did you choose to cook steak?"

Loka advanced, then brought a fork and knife, and immediately stuffed small pieces of meat without sauce.

"It's okay, Chef. Just want!"

Loka stared at him sharply, while continuing to taste the meat with the sauce, potatoes and asparagus left there.

Loka's forehead shriveled, then gave an expression that could not be interpreted clearly. He seems to feel strange, or may be trying to feel something less.

"You're wearing Rib eye, right?"

Queen nodded.

"Rib eye is one very soft part. And honestly, I really like the rib eye part itself. It's delicious, the flavor and seasoning are just right, let alone there's a mushroom sauce here, .. but baby, this isn't the level of maturity I want. A little too ripe." Loka said, then he re-joined his two friends.

"So, tumben is not glutinous!" Inner Farah spoke.

Even the corners of his lips seemed to be throbbing, with a strange look on his face.

"Right, the steak is delicious. It's just a little too ripe." Connect Alia.

"The cheese is delicious, it matches the sauce you make. I like it, .. So you can go back to the bench." Said Andrew.

"Good, Chef. Thanks."

The queen turned around, then walked quickly towards her bench.

"Okay next, Farah!"

Alia called out, making the girl who was focusing on listening even a little surprised. He nodded, then carried his dish towards the table that was located before the judges.

"Mental prepare, Farah. There will be spicy words that you will definitely receive after this." His heart spoke in annoyance.

While his lips appeared curved, revealing the most sweet smile as ever.

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Duh Mas jury don't freak dong, kasian Farah😌