MY CHATTY WIFE
VEGETABLE ASEM

I have permission with Mas Baskoro to buy little by little kitchen equipment. Yes because we only have a rice cooker and a small pot to cook noodles.

Yesterday afternoon was invited by Mpok Rodiyah and with some complex mothers to the grocery store.

"It's a frying pan, it's a pot, it's a boiler, it's a basin. Your surname is Ma'am." giggled Mpok Rodiyah while teaching the name of the kitchen furniture. Actually I already know his name, only I can't cook it yet. Mom always told me to take this, wash this, but when she asked me to cook I always run away for various reasons.

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"S a-y ur. vegetable."." cried Mpok Surgical in front of the alley.

I ran outside to see it was near Mpok Rodiyah's house.

Mpok Rodiyah who just came out saw me standing in front of the fence.

I wave my hand.

Mpok Rodiyah approached me.

I approached and waited for the vegetable.

"What do you want to cook, Ma'am?" tanyakanya.

We walked towards the corner post of the alley near my house.

I'm confused what to cook, because I haven't thought about what to cook. I just want to learn to cook. I was embarrassed when I first ate here with the voraciously I ate the delicious mother's cooking on my tongue.

"Hmmm. greens asem, Mpok. The one at that time was cooked Bu RT seger delicious, Mpok." said I while holding my saliva dripping, remembering while enjoying the vegetables with sambal and salted fish.

"It's okay then."

"Sayur. greens.." said Mpok Surgeon stopped in front of us. It just so happened that my house was at the end of the alley, so a couple of mothers were waiting for the greengrocer.

"Mpok, want a vegetable" I said.

Mpok Rodiyah laughed, "Lah, why should I ask Mbak. It's an asem vegetable in front of you." pointing at the package in front of me.

I was embarrassed by smiling a little.

RT's mom helped me talk, "face, Mpok. His name does not know, ask. Yes, Ma'am.."

I laughed thinly, "Yes Ma'am." I said.

I take the vegetables in front of me, I doubt if this is not yes. Don't be ashamed a second time, my heart.

I see the contents are exactly like the vegetables I ate the other day, but this is why there are eggplants. There was time, but I didn't eat. I nodded my head which was not itchy.

"You want to cook your vegetables, Mommy?" ask Rengganis' mother. He looked at my hesitant hand turning the vegetable pack.

"Yes." Yeah."

"May I help you choose.." he asked in reticence. Means right my guess, this is not a vegetable. I smiled and nodded.

"Don't ma'am, justin learn. Tell me the difference, vegetable lodeh is the same vegetable assem." said Mpok Rodiyah.

I scratched my head.

"Yes, Mpok." replied Rengganis' mother resignedly.

"The eggplant is lodeh, Ma'am. Although the same but different spices and cooking ways. Vegetables do not use eggplant. Although some like to use eggplant, but green eggplant is not purple" said Rengganis' mother. I nodded my head and looked for a plastic package that contained exactly what I had eaten and without eggplant.

"Mpok, if you want to teach not half or half.." ledek Mpok Surgical.

"Not half, Mpok. The mbakannya said that they want asem vegetables that are eaten at mealtimes the other day. Means already know what the contents are, I just let him hold his own what he wants to cook. The cooking business is the same as the spice later I teach" said Mpok Rodiyah.

I can't be angry, Mpok Rodiyah said. I've eaten, I should know his name even if I can't cook. At this age and have been married, it is very necessary to know the name of the cuisine at least. I'm more embarrassed.