Ryanthi: Sweet Cake, Bitter Reality
● FORTY ONE : Adrian Vs Cake Dough

It was ridiculous, when a man with a dapper appearance, parked his luxury car in front of a grocery store and pastry equipment. Adrian exits his white Range Rover, while taking off the sunglasses he wears. The man walked into the store. Some of the servants who happened to be a teenage girl, looked at each other and whispered when they saw the handsome figure of the tall sturdy posture.

Adrian stood up and looked around. He did not know how, until one of the shopkeepers came to him. The waiter smiled while nodding politely. "Can you help me, sir?" tanyanya friendly.

Adrian did not answer. The only thing on his mind was wheat. "Terriguously," replied the man admiringly

The waiter then asked again about the wheat brand Adrian was looking for. However, Adrian did not know, because in the video he watched last night and repeatedly it was not mentioned the brand of wheat used.

The waiter explained several brands of wheat with their respective qualities. It also offers premium materials. Finally, Adrian asked for all premium materials only.

Not long after, Adrian had gone out of the store accompanied by the anxious gaze of the servants earlier. He put all his groceries in the trunk. Adrian decides not to go back to his apartment, but to Indira's house.

Once in the kitchen, Adrian just stood staring at the mound of white powder in front of him. He doesn't know what to do first. Adrian then reopened the previously downloaded video.

However, the more observed, Adrian's head even more dizzy. Flour splattered everywhere. On clothes, face, and hair. Adrian grumbled and almost threw all the eggs he had bought.

"Son." Fortunately, Indira came and made him undo that intention. Indira approached with an amused smile, because Adrian's appearance was filled with flour and resembled a snow princess cake.

Meanwhile, Adrian continues to grumble in annoyance, unable to create anything but chaos. He didn't even know how to separate the yolks quickly. "It's not as easy as I imagined, '" he lamented in despair.

Indira laughed softly at her son who was desperate for cake. "Adrian does not give up easily in everything, even for something that no one else has ever imagined. And now he feels unable to conquer a cake? Just a cake, honey. Things that are very soft, fragile, you can even find with your fingertips," said Indira while helping Adrian separate the yolk one by one.

Adrian silent. He digested Indira's speech just now. What my mother said is true. Supposedly, he meant that the cake he was going to make could be accepted by Ryanthi.

Yes, Adrian did do all this for Ryanthi. He wanted to apologize again to the girl, bringing his homemade cake. May Ryanthi be willing to accept.

"Aren't you willing to do all this for Ryanthi? I'm sure she's thinking about you, too. It could be that Ryanthi misses you a lot" Indira said. He had already prepared a mixer and some other equipment. "Get in little by little!" tell Indira, while offering the flour that almost invites Adrian to fight.

Adrian according. He did it very carefully and thoroughly. The man pensively for a moment while paying attention to the mixing of the ingredients. The longer, everything turned into something thicker and soft-looking.

A moment later, the well-mixed dough was put into the baking pan, which had previously been covered in butter and a little wheat flour. Adrian keeps watching Indira who does that. The mother turned out to be quite good.

"I just found out, it turns out Mama can make something like this" said Adrian. He did not expect, that Indira is also good at cooking. During this time, Adrian knew Indira preferred social activities outside the home, which made her the busiest woman.

"Have I ever eaten Mama's cooking?" adrian asked, remembering. He could not distinguish between his mother's cooking and the steward's cooking.

Indira gave a crisp laugh hearing her son's innocent question. He then put a baking sheet containing tadu dough into the oven that has been heated first, for approximately ten minutes.

"Sometimes, you eat Mama's cooking. However, maybe you can not distinguish it from Asmi cuisine," replied Indira. He returns to meet Adrian who is still standing looking at him, with his face and hair full of wheat flour stains.

"You're rarely home. Moreover, after deciding to live alone in the apartment. Countless once a week you visit mlMama here." The look on Indira's face suddenly changed. A sad and disappointed look there.

"After your father died, Andrea decided to get married. My mom is very lonely in this house. Mama told your late father not to build a house that is too big, because Mama already knows if you and Andrea will eventually leave us from this house. However, Mama also never thought that your papa would leave so soon." Indira felt sad when she remembered the passing of her husband who she loved so much.

"That's it, Ma, don't talk about it. We all miss papa, even I always remember him every time I go to sleep at night. Too many memories between us that are hard to forget. I also feel very lost," said Adrian softly.

"However, even though neither I nor Andrea live in this house anymore, it doesn't mean we'll just ignore Mama." Adrian tried to comfort Indira who looked sad, until the middle-aged woman smiled again.

"Come here. Especially if you can make up with Ryanthi as soon as possible. My mom really liked that girl. He's so big," hoped Indira. There was a smile on her lips when she mentioned Ryanthi. Apparently, Indira really liked the daughter of Surya Wijaya.

Adrian smiled faintly at her mother touching her uneasy relationship with Ryanthi.

Actually, Adrian is not sure if after this Ryanthi will forgive him. However, for sure he will be determined and try harder, so that Ryanthi is willing to get close to him again. Adrian's daydreams instantly froze, when Indira photographed it secretly. The man raised a look of protest to the mother, who was just smiling at the photo of the shots.

"Look!" Indira showed the photo to Adrian.

Instantly, Adrian widened his eyes. He laughed softly looking at his strange-looking face, as it was filled with wheat flour.

"Mama sent the photo to Ryanthi. I think Ryanthi would love it. That photo would be a fun pastime for him." Indira said with satisfaction. He laughs amusedly, imagining Ryanthi's face later after seeing a strange-looking photo of Adrian.

Meanwhile, Adrian only gawked at what his mother had done. "How are you doing with my good looks after Ryanthi saw the photo?" mumbling worried. However, shortly afterwards Adrian smiled calmly.

His good looks were no more important, when compared to Ryanthi's apology. Adrian hopes, hopefully the girl can consider the hard work he has done this time. "Wait for me, Ryanthi," he said confidently.