
BDJ 59: FEELING
“Abang from earlier why go back and forth?”
The handsome man who was wearing casual clothes with a black apron asked while opening the lid of the cornet can. Since he prepared the materials to make the internet, the brother seemed to walk around while calling. He got dizzy himself seeing the behavior of the candidate manten one.
“Why? Ma'am Alea didn't pick up the phone?” guess it while switching to open a pack of instant noodles. Take out the contents and the seasoning, then throw the wrapper into the trash can near the water dispenser.
“Hm.”
“May busy times, Bang. There's a lot to take care of before you get back here, plus you'll be taking almost two months off. Tomorrow is also Jakarta. Just relax.”
“My feelings are not good,” said the brother. He just dropped the phone that was stuck in his ear.
“It's just brother's feeling. Berdo’a only so that the prospective wife Abang there is fine. After all, there is Om Galaxies the same Om Gemintang. They have a qualified security force,” said Gean, trying to calm his worried brother, because his future wife is difficult to contact.
“Mending now Brother is sitting. Take the same bowl spoon. I want to make internet, would you like?”
“Internet?”
Nathan looked at the sister in confusion. Gean wants to create internet— an electronic communication network that connects computer networks and computer facilities organized around the world by telephone or satellite, but what is prepared is not software (software) or hardware (hardware) in general. Except for two eggs, one can of corned beef, two instant noodles soup, two cloves of garlic, and 15 red cayenne seeds. Don't blame Nathan if he's confused now. Want to make the internet prepared even food ingredients?
“In addition to the internet, I also want to make maklor. Brother want to not? If you want, I make a lot of.”
Gean again voiced while showing the macaroni that was being soaked in hot water that had been given enough oil.
“Wait a minute, internet? Baclor? What are you really doing?”
Gean laughed out loud at the look on his brother's face that looked confused. Nathan doesn't know what the Internet and baklor are. Two types of delicious foods that are easy to make, but a little minus nutrition.
“Internet stands for indomie, telor, and cornet, Bang. So the cornet is cooked the same as two suing garlic and red cayenne pepper. Keep giving a little water, just inserted noodles equal eggs. So noodles are not just cooked conventional kayak usually.”
Nathan seemed to be frowning. Trying to imagine a form of food called the internet aka Indomie, telor, and cornet. Indomie alone he rarely eats, unless he wants to. Especially this is the internet. Nathan only heard the name of such a food this time.
“Well, if the maklor stands for macaroni telor,” said Gean. “One of the most sought-after street food snacks, because it tastes spicy, savory, plus makes nibil.”
Gean moves to retrieve a pan. “Make it easy too, no hassle. The ingredients consist of only 80 grams of macaroni, soak in hot water to taste. Don't forget to add oil, just a little. Continue to be cooked with two eggs, scratched. Lastly, new seasoning sow according to taste.”
Stepping into the sink, Gean then washed both hands cleanly. “Good snack pen, but don't want worry? From buy, mending make your own.”
“Agood looking?”
“Abang has never eaten ‘kan? try the internet and baklor made me. Guaranteed to make nibih.”
Nathan nodded briefly while taking a sitting position in one of the dining chairs. Allowing the sister to return to creation as she pleases. If the cooking problem, Gean need not be doubted. The man who had studied at Prescott even worked at a cafe that provided home-made food and drinks. Gean also won a cooking competition with his judges as members of the TNI. Cook traditionally cooked pepes.
Overall, men in their families are usually multi-functional. Those who were educated hard since childhood, of course, used to live independently in the future. For matters of stomach tiddka need to worry, because they are equipped with the ability to cook with enough qualified. However, even if they have expertise in the field of cooking that is quite qualified, when married they will tend to prefer to enjoy the results of wife cuisine. No matter what the taste, they will always eat it. It is all a form of appreciation for their wives who have spent more effort to cook.
“Still no news?” tenya Gean currently serves a portion of the internet complete with half-cooked cow's eye eggs in front of Nathan. “Eat the internet first. Later continue phone Mbak Alea.”
“Hm.”
Nathan shifted the internet that his sister had just served. The feeling is not good, maybe something will happen. Does it have anything to do with the lover of the heart? Just thinking about it made Nathan nervous.
“Do not forget to read the prayer,” added Gean who just put a small ceramic bowl filled with baklor in front of the brother. “Worried also need energy. So you eat the internet just like baklor first until full. Be careful, the level of dewa.”
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“Eat first, Alea. Let the same suitcase your goods are taken down the same Bagas.”
Airra broke up the princess who had been coming downstream carrying suitcases and other items. Though there are already designated bodyguards to carry their belongings into the trunk of the car. But the only daughter of Anzar and Airra still wanted to get involved.
“Alea is afraid that someone will be left behind, Mah. Hence all rechecked.”
“God, nothing is left behind. You've checked it repeatedly, Mamah also saw it for yourself.”
The woman with the terracotta-colored robe nodded, but did not heed her mother's intrusion. He still holds a paper containing a list of items that will be taken home to Jakarta. Their flight schedule was later tonight, but Alea had been busy checking things since morning.
The owner of the name nodded. He then kept a list of items on the table with his balpoin, then followed the mother to the dining room.
“Papah same Mamah already ate?”
“Already. Papah ate before going with Om Gemi. Mom has eaten too.”
“Om Gemi here? How does Alea not know?”
Alea looked surprised to hear that her old baby sitter often came to visit, but they did not meet at all. Since then Alea was in the living room, busy taking care of the list.
“Om Gemi did not have time to enter, because it was waiting in the parking lot. He said there is something to take care of with Papah before we leave for Jakarta.”
Alea nodded her head while taking a plate to fill with rice. On the table are available a variety of food menus that look delicious. However, what caught Alea's attention was the spicy chicken cooked in yellow seasoning as well as the tofu cooked oyster sauce. So after filling the plate with a cup of rice, he added spicy yellow seasoning chicken and tofu cook oyster sauce as a side dish.
“The night that came riots was Annante?”
Airra suddenly asked. Reminding Alea of the arrival of an uninvited guest that last night made a scene. It was Annante who came to visit last night. He came because he wanted to meet Alea, but never got a chance. He forced his way in, but was arrested by the bodyguards. As a result of making a scene and causing discomfort for Anzar's family and the surrounding residents, Anzar then asked for help to the security of the complex to secure Annante.
“Iya. Mah. Annante came because he wanted to talk.”
“Then why didn't you give Annante a chance to talk?”
“Already, Mah. Alea has already given that chance, and the result remains the same.” Alea looked down with a down face. Look at the contents of the plate that has not been touched at all.
“You know you're both adults. So Mamah thought, you can already take the best decision for your problems.”
“Iya, Mah. Alea had also forgiven Annante's mistake. However, to start a relationship like it used to be again, Alea can't.”
Airra smiled thinly as she stroked the instant headscarf that the princess used. “It's okay, Alea. After all, it is not you who broke the fraternal rope between you, but Annante. God will surely soon replace a friend like Annante with someone better.”
Alea nodded while looking at the mother. What his mother said was true, Allah Subhanahu wata’ala will replace what has been set by Him. Alea had nothing to worry about, as he believed that if it was good or bad Qada and Qadar, all would have some wisdom behind it.
Now all Alea needed to think about was her marriage to Nathan which was in plain sight. When he arrived in Jakarta, there was a pile of work that he had to do, related to marriage. He has also communicated with Gea— his father-in-law— regarding the marriage settlement. All will be easier to discuss if you have arrived in Jakarta.
“Alea, is there anything left?”
Anzar approached the princess wearing his black blazer. Soon Azar's little family will head to the airport for a flight.
“Nothing, Pah,” Alea replied. He was ready to get into the car when the papah came to say hello. He stopped walking when a flat object in his bag made a sound.
Alea had missed a phone call from the prospective husband, maybe when it sounded he was on the move. When contacted again, the man's phone number was. Maybe the voice just came from a short message notification sent by the prospective husband.
Alea got into the car, following the mother who was already there. He then took his smart phone, unlocked it using a finger screen, then found the notification of the short message that had appeared. Instead of the number of her future husband sending a letter, it turns out there is a series of messages that arise from the contact of CEO Anderson. And Alea has said that he does not want to serve conversations outside the context of work. However, now the man sent a series of messages, even had to call several times.
What exactly does that man want? Alea thought as she opened a chat room between her and CEO Anderson.
Why do men bother themselves? Is it unclear what he said the other day?
“Sir Louis want to meet at JFK airport?” alea muttered after reading the short message left in their chat room.
Louis asked Alea to take some time. The man was waiting at JFK airport and wanted to meet soon.
What is the purpose of this man exactly? Alea doesn't know either.
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Sukabumi 22-08-22