My Annoying Chef's
Chapter 03's

The weather looks so bright. Even the sunlight feels very hot, when the sky looks clean blue makes the atmosphere feel hot.

Farah began to walk into an entrance gate, where a very large field and tents were standing there after parking the car first. And as Farah walked deeper and deeper, a sea of humans seemed to fill the area.

"God. I guess only singing auditions will be followed by many people. Turns out they cook too as enthusiastically this well!?" Inner Farah spoke.

The girl drowned, looking in all directions. Hoping to find someone he might recognize there. Darling, it seems that he has found no one, other than a new person who may be from different regions. The atmosphere was getting boisterous, when a host began to say hello also said the opening words. And mention the sequence of the number of participants to immediately approach the place that has been prepared.

Including the participant number belonging to Farah who was also mentioned by a host.

"Hheuh, .. I entered in the first round." Farah.

"Are you guys ready?"

"Yes!!" All the participants standing behind the table answered.

And Farah looks so excited. How not, getting into the gallery is one of his biggest dreams, and his whereabouts there now is to fight, as well as determining himself worthy of entry to the next audition or not.

"There are many different types of knives. One cooker, and one whole chicken." Obviously a man who is starting to look continues to move his feet here and there. "Your job is to separate the meat from the bone, or make a chicken filet. Thirty minutes, starting from now!" The show host.

"Oh yes, .. Anyone who is done, can raise their hand, and judges will judge the amount of fillet of chicken meat you have."

Make Farah wash her hands immediately, then dry them. Grabbing the kitchen wipes she wears to make sure the surface of her chicken skin is completely dry, then starting to sort out the knife, and finding the right point to make a small incision.

Of course this is a very easy thing, because Farah often does it. But considering this was an audition, also a supervisor came to his desk, making the woman's hand tremble slightly.

"Hello? With whose sister am I talking to?" Someone asked.

Farah stopped her activities for a while, then turned her head.

"Farah Arsena." Answer the woman.

"Hows it? Can it? Or has this challenge made you very difficult?" He asked again.

Farah raised her gaze for a few seconds, gave a smile and nodded her head. And after that he returned to do what had been paused, in order to complete the challenge before the time was up.

"I do it often. So it doesn't seem like it's going to be too hard." Obviously Farah.

The two hosts nodded their heads, staring at Farah's shrewdness in a challenge.

"If you can conquer this chicken filet challenge easily. Then it's certain to go to the gallery."

"Yes, I hope this chicken can take me to the gallery there, where maybe I can make a dream come true, and become the next champion in the season now." Farah smiled.

Not long after, a woman familiarly called Chef Alia came near the area. Then sit on one of the chairs provided, and wait for the contestant who is currently being preoccupied with some difficulties due to having to separate bones as well as chicken meat. According to some, it is not easy.

"How many minutes?" Alia asked some of the committee.

"Ten."

"Well, you have twenty minutes left!" Alia screaming.

Shortly after, a player raised his hand. So that made Alia immediately get up from her seat, and walk closer.

"Hows it? What's hard?"

Alia smiled, directing a glance at the bones and chicken meat that had been separated alternately.

"There's still a lot of meat stuck here!" Alia pointed at the part of the bone that was collected. "But so far it's good, you can solve the challenge quickly. Remember that! In the gallery later not only your cooking skills are the benchmark, but also how we manage time." Alia smiling.

"Ready Chef!"

"alright. Wait for the assessment results later, huh? Hope you get away." Said Alia, who immediately answered a nod by the participant.

Farah put down her knife immediately, then she raised her one hand high, making Alia's attention immediately on him.

"The chef!" Farah called.

Alia looked down, looking at one chicken that was separated from her bones. Then then he looked at Farah and smiled meaningfully friendly.

"Have you done it often?" Ask Alia.

And Farah immediately nodded her head while making a smile. His chest was pounding, with a nervousness that instantly assaulted him.

"good. Every incision looks neat, and there's not a single piece of meat left in the bone, .. I can already make sure you get through the gallery." Alia with a smile.

While Farah clenched both hands, which she immediately placed on top of her chest, then pranced.

"Don't be happy just yet. In the gallery there are still many participants with better abilities. Remember that! It's just chicken fillets, and the real challenge isn't this, but in the gallery later, even if you can get an apron from Chef judges." Alia.

Suddenly Farah fell silent.

Alia smiled obliquely, turned around and immediately left Farah just like that. Approaching other participants who have also completed the challenge.

***

The clamps!!

Loka pushed the apartment door after attaching her access card first.

A fairly large building. There is a large sofa with a luxurious design located in the middle of the room, not to forget the round-shaped glass table, also furniture that looks very beautiful meets every corner of the room that the man will occupy for the next few months.

His feet took several steps forward, pushing his large suitcase, and closing the door of the apartment first, before he threw himself on the large sofa that was there.

Brugh!!

He laid his back on the back of the sofa, trying to normalize the tiredness that little Loka felt.

"Return to the world. Where you're in a crowded place, yet always feeling very lonely." Mumbled Loka, while gazing at the ceiling of the room with a dominating light gray paint.

Loka reached into the pocket of the jacket still attached to her body, brought a flat-shaped object out, and immediately turned it on to send a message to her beloved mother's number.

"Loka just got here, Ma. Take a short break before we meet Alia and Andrew."

Loka pressed the green arrow keys, and the message was sent immediately, with a double check mark in sight.

After sending the message, Loka disabled her phone first, got up from her seat, and walked towards the tightly closed room door, intending to rest inside.

Loka opened the jacket, threw the thing in any direction, then dropped herself on the bed there, and began to close her eyes with a calm feeling.