
Maya sat in her room that afternoon, her body feeling refreshed after cleaning up and changing clothes. In front of him lies a white sheet of HVS-sized paper containing a record of various needs that he must bring tomorrow.
“Tok..Tok..Tok......”.
A knock on the door rang out loud in the ears, the girl opened the door, the figure of Mbak Atin still wearing a negligee emerging from behind the door.
“Neng Maya, there are guests, guys who yesterday nganterin from Jakarta.”
“Oh...Ryan means?”
Mbak Atin nodded with a goodbye. The artist turned her body down the hallway and down the stairs to continue her work. The atmosphere of the cost at that time was quite quiet, almost all of its residents had returned to their respective rooms. Wulan, the occupant of the next room boarding house, who he said was also a new student, had not yet revealed his nose, his room was still locked.
Maya goes down the stairs, on the first floor, two three students are working together at a large table. The girl had her ears sharpened, there was a sound that resembled the sound of an alarm clock from a room in the distance, a sign that the electric token had run out. The room of the mother of the owner of the boarding house, Ms. Laksmi tamppak closed tightly, the old woman was resting in her room. Ryan was seen sitting in a guest chair located at the very front of the boarding house, in front of which there was a terrace with two iron chairs and a green iron table. The park in front of the house is quite spacious in the form of a garden with rocks and a fish pond with a waterfall that looks beautiful. The sound of the water falling was heart soothing. That day Ryan looked very visible in a black t-shirt combined with light blue jeans and sneakers with matching colors.
“Hai,May..Let's have dinner outside, ” Ryan asked while spreading his sweetest smile.
The beautiful girl sat down next to Ryan while showing him a piece of paper with a list of items he should buy tonight. Ryan took the paper from Maya's hand and read it.
“We have dinner while hunting this.”
“Mi fry 29 centimeters, spinach seven sheets, boiled egg half, bean-ijo sandwich and a bottle of mineral water. This is all for lunch.”
“That means we buy midnight. Let's not stale the afternoon.”
“Basi or don't keep having to eat May,” said the guy while chuckling.
Maya hits Ryan's shoulder softly, and the guy twitches out of the house. The noise from the living room made the owner of the room out of his room. He pushed the wheelchair with his hand, his hand moved to correct the location of his glasses and looked seriously at the two teenagers in front of him.
“Sore,Bu...How are you?”ask Maya with a smile.
“Sore..Okay.Where are you going?”
“You eat while buying needs OSEK tomorrow morning.”
“Oh...The complete one around Malioboro.”
“Iya,Bu. We were waiting for an online taxi too,”sahut Ryan who went back inside the house.
“Be careful on the road ya!”order Laksmi's mother while pushing her wheelchair back into the room.
An online taxi came, a skinny young man got out of the car and stood in front of the fence.
“Sore..I'd like to pick up Maya.”.
“Sore,Bang. I myself.”
“Oh..Please mbak.” he said while opening the back door, the two teenagers were sitting side by side in the back seat.
The car was traveling at a moderate speed, the vehicle was quite dense, some workers were still on their way home but not as chaotic as the capital.
“Bang..Where are culinary places other than Malioboro?ask the handsome guy while advancing his sitting position.
“There is a pretty big resto in Kotabaru.”
“Judah, Bang. We try to get there.”
The driver enthusiastically and kindly followed the wishes of his passengers. Cars walk down dark streets illuminated with street lights and stars in the sky.
A restaurant that sells a variety of Indonesian cuisine is quite extensive. In the front yard is parked an ancient rickshaw and delman where all visitors can capture memories with the two ancient vehicles. The menu of dishes is very varied ranging from porridge, soto, gudeg, various dishes from noodles, various juices and much more. A maid gave a menu book and recorded all the orders, her hair tied in a circular shape, her crazy body clad in batik cloth, as well as the male servant. They wear trousers covered with batik-patterned fabrics. Apparently this restaurant carries the theme of regionalism and elevates the values of local culture in accordance with the taste of the cuisine presented so that it seems unique and interesting. Visitors seem very crowded, many of whom bring family, while others are office employees who just came home from work and deliberately stopped by this place.
“Mbak or mas any other extras?”asked the waiter while spreading a friendly smile.
“Pesa napa ya.Mbak?”
“Tomach stir fry.”
“Alright I ask later to my manager,”his shoulder while turning around.
“Not wrong? Sauteed spinach eaten tomorrow afternoon?”asked Ryan in astonishment.
“Should be morning cook. But the raw spinach hasn't been bought yet. Enter the campus tomorrow at 4 am, not to cook.”
“Oh.yaw. Hopefully not stale. But if they can not make, we look for spinach in the market. Vegetable traders at 3 o'clock already arrived at the market kok,” said the guy while opening a bottle of mineral water that had just been served.
“Where to hunt,Ryan?”
“Let me buy,May. Let me help masakin.”
“Totally? Since when can you cook?”ask the girl while chuckling.
“Kan just sauteed. I've also seen art in vegetable cooking houses.”
“Judah. Just ask permission for the boarding mother to cook first. Cost time girls entered the guy who wants to cook in the kitchen?”
The two teenagers laughed out loud, and a waiter stopped their laughter by placing an order of gudeg rice complete with fresh fruit juice consisting of carrot juice mixed with orange and watermelon juice.
“Please enjoy..”
The waiter took the tray back.
Ryan called him back, and he turned his body to look for the direction of the call.
“Mbak..What about the vegetable order request?”
“Oh..My manager was holding a briefing in the back. Later we info back.”
“Well,Mbak.We wait.”
Ryan stared at a plate of complete gudeg in front of him, his pair of hands holding a spoon and fork.
“It looks delicious,May.”
“It smells good. But it must be sweet. All dishes from Java are like this.”
“This is my first experience eating gudeg rice. Previously I did not like the message that in the restaurant.”
“Oh yes? Why?”
“The form is dark coconut milk anyway. Papa is high cholesterol so he likes advice let me also reduce coconut milk.”
“Oh. All gudeg dishes can be precipitated and the spice is more and more so that the color is dark.”
The waiter came again and picked up the dirty dishes and glasses.
“Sorry,Mbak. Meal requests outside the menu are not allowed, my manager said.”
“Judah is okay. I request the payment note ,Mbak.”
“Please to cashier only,Mas.”
Maya finally came home with a pack of white rice, fried noodles and bread sold there. While sauteed spinach is still a PR that must be done tomorrow morning blind.