My Son Is My Strength
Chef Azzam and Bian Cuisine

The plan was of course directly run by the two of them, they both went down to the first floor and headed straight for the kitchen.

Yes, the plan is. they will cook special food for the woman they love. Hope the sulking woman can see the sincerity of their apologies through the cooking they are cooking.

"Eh... Master, Young Master, how can I help you?" Tanya Bi Minah saw the arrival of Bian and Azzam.

"No Bi, we're just gonna use the kitchen for a minute." Said Bian walking closer to the refrigerator where the ingredients were stored, Azzam followed him from behind.

"If the Master and Young Master want to eat something, let Auntie cook." Bi Minah offered help.

"No need to Bi, thank you." Said Bian and Azzam simultaneously, while giving a smile to Bi Minah at her offer.

Bi Minah nodded, returning their smiles. Then he went back to his own work.

Bian and Azzam looked through the contents of the refrigerator, looking for foodstuffs they could cook.

"What food do you like?" Bian asked scratching his head that did not itch, did not know the favorite food of the wife.

"Hmmm... Azzam also does not know the reward, mama always eat anything, never picky. But if Azzam fried rice eggs beef eyes, hehehe...." Azzam was whiny, and even called his own favorite food.

"Hm... So what time are we?" Bian's eyes unceasingly looked at the contents of the refrigerator, confused as to what dishes they would cook. Because to be honest, he will only cook something this time, usually just stay to eat.

"Egg-fried rice cooked beef egg pah, mama often cook it for Azzam." Azzam gave an idea, because he also did not know what to cook.

"Okay, let's cook that." Bian nodded in agreement to his son's idea.

"Eh.. wait, what are the ingredients?" Bian asked, scratching his head again, Azzam scratched his head, and did not know.

"Ask Bi Minah a reward, she must know." Azzam looked towards Bi Minah.

Bi Minah who had observed the behavior of the two masters immediately understood Azzam's gaze.

"Can I help Young Master?" Tanya Bi Minah is friendly to her employer's son.

"Eh... that's Bi, the ingredients for cooking fried rice beef eggs what are they?" Azzam said timidly, because he claimed the food was his favorite food, while the ingredients alone he did not know.

"Oh beef fried rice, the ingredients are rice, chicken eggs, garlic, pepper, soy sauce, sweet soy sauce, flavoring.. if you want to add chives, curly red chili, red chili, cayenne pepper, and others may also be sir. Just according to taste." Bi Minah said, Bian and Azzam both gawked, then looked at each other, what ingredients it was, they both did not know at all.

"Eh. can auntie prepare all those ingredients." Said Bian was not happy, but they had refused help from Bi Minah.

"Of course you can Mr." Bi Minah nodded happily, then started to prepare all the ingredients.

When the ingredients were all available, now a new problem again befell the two men. They looked at each other, how they were made.

"How do I make it?" Lirih Bian looked at his son. Azzam shrugged his shoulders and did not know. Huft.

The faces of the two turned limp, the burning spirit earlier seemed to disappear somewhere. They sat at the table, thinking. And fortunately, no one saw the face of the two, because Bi Minah was already out doing other things.

"Huft.. if you ask for help with Bi Minah again, later the cuisine is not special. Bi Minah has helped a lot." Azzam propped up his chin.

"Ma...." Bian nodded in agreement. "So how's dong...?" He asked, and the two thought again.

And a moment later, Azzam seemed to get an idea. "How about we see how to cook on YouTube just reward...."

"True, why haven't you thought about it since." Bian immediately pulled out his phone in his pocket, began to open YouTube looking about how to cook beef-eye fried rice.

After getting the right video, they watched it for a while, then decided to start cooking as exemplified in the video.

Their cooking show went well, yes, as well as Bian who was confused because their cow's eye eggs were burnt to give off thick black smoke.

"Huft, it's finally done." Say Bian and Azzam together and wipe the sweat of those who pour.

*****

It was night time, but Arini still did not come out of the guest room. Is that how angry he is with me? Just go out to eat. Inner Bian stared sadly at the guest room door.

While Arini was in the room, she had just woken up from her sleep. And how surprised he was, not when it was dark.

"Yes, my gosh, I haven't prayed magrib." Arini pulled out the blanket, then ran towards the bathroom.

"Well... how? Is it planned to run or not?" Azzam also looked at the guest room door.

"It looks like we should run." Bian nodded steadily with their plans.

"OK." Azzam said, and they both turned their bodies down to the first floor.

Arini had just finished the magrib prayer, the lights of the house suddenly died, making him walk slowly in the darkness towards the nightstand to pick up his phone.

"Why do you suddenly turn off the lights." Arini muttered in the middle of the darkness.

"Mamaaaa...." There was a voice calling out to him.

"Mamaaaa...." The voice was heard again, and now it was becoming clearer.

Arini's face immediately turned worried, he released his face quickly, then ran out with the light of his phone.

"Azzam where are you, son...?" Shouted Arini very worried, he heard clearly the voice of his son who was calling him.

"Mamaaaa...." The sound of Azzam on the first floor, Arini immediately went down the stairs quickly, and ran towards the origin of his son's voice.

And he arrived at the dining room, he swept across the corner of the room, candles lit on the dining table, rose petals filled the floor around the table, and there was a, and there was a candle that had been lit with an arrangement forming an apology. But all of that was ignored by Arini, because what he thought now was his son.

"Where are you, baby? Mama has come." Arini kept calling Azzam's name, her eyes now glazed over so worried for the child.

"Mama." Azzam emerged from the darkness with a sweet smile on his lips, his hand carrying the special fried rice he cooked with the papa.

Arini was glued for a moment, crying to see her fine son. Just now he wanted to approach the child, his waist was immediately hugged from the back by the burly hand that Arini knew so well. The man keeps his face on Arini's shoulder while whispering an apology.

"Mass...." Arini turned her body, still crying, she directly hit Bian's chest.

"Auuf." Bian grimaced, getting a punch from Arini who was not kidding.

"Why are you doing something like this?!" Ask Arini in a sobbing tone.

"Eh.. don't cry baby. We just want to apologize, and make this little surprise for you." Obviously Bian, wiped his wife's tears.

"Ihh... yes! But not like this either, you've made me very worried!!!" Arini hits Bian again, pinches his waist, then switches to Azzam. Leaving Bian who was grimacing in pain.

"Darling you're okay, right?" Arini aligns her height with the child, fumbling her body, who knows if someone is hurt.

"Hehehe... Azzam is okay mah, and this egg fried rice beef dishes Azzam same papa. Special." Azzam grinned, then showed their cooking.

"Thank God, my mom was so worried." Arini nodded, and looked towards the fried rice with eggs that were not black-brown cow eyes.

"Yes come now we eat, Azzam's stomach is hungry hehehe...." Azzam takes his cooking to the dining table, Bian and Arini follow in his son's footsteps.

And so the little family got back together, the three of them ate and enjoyed the fried rice with the taste of haru, so badanya even Arini tears until out.

*****

Seriate...