Suddenly Chased by Satan
Risk Responsibility
Hadeuh, don't understand. It's me who guoblok what is there something wrong with this stove and cookware.
"Not really teflon! let me sue the company that made it! time to fry eggs aja gosong mulu!" i ngedumel.
Intentions to make tamago, this square teflon I bought specifically for this cooking event. I also bought the one that makes sushi shimilikitiii. But the boro-boro sushi is weleh-weeleh so. I'm still just making tamago that has been randomadul shape so omelet which is a bit brownish color tends to the item.
I roll up my sleeves, "Not to be let go! not Reva if you can't call the phone the same telor!"
I made another Japanese egg roll that should be smooth and soft. But yes, this can be rolled up already alhamdulillah, even though there is a layer of chocolate in the middle. Consider it a variation.
The problem is already stretched eggs, turn to make the sushi. Ridho ngabarin if he wants to come here at 8 o'clock, he said he needs to be the same sexoy Rimar.
"Cutting vegetables is hard. Try if there's a mama, it's been sorted out of here, mah..."
I tried to roll but it's sliced in shape. I'm too neken what kind of sushinya mleyot begindang, gagaaaa. Back again on principle, Ridho was just asking for dimasakin.
"Mistake myself tell me to cook, if the shape is like this is not my fault." I said myself.
I'm tired, really sushi that has been lame so the shape is also males. I just cut it off and I put it on the plate.
Last time I made salad. Cut into pieces raw vegetables taerus stay ready kocrotan mayonaise the same sauce sambel, and finally the task was stretched.
I'm finishing this random kitchen. Before I take another shower. Wrestling with the stove and pan turned out to make me sultry. While waiting for someone who wants to eat for free, I immediately washed my body.
The bias of small disturbances is heard, but I try to ignore it. Pretend to be a little.
Running the affairs of the body, I tancap lenongan. Yes, how about I am a normal girl who if you want a guest at least really eyebrows should be on the line and lips reddened. If the face looks like shoots, ntar guessed I again got typhoid.
I looked at the clock, "8 hours is less than 5 minutes..."
Just past the mind a few seconds, the person who was waiting for finally came too.
"I'm not late, am I?" Ridho.
But this time with a normal face, it means no slengean. Don't know why.
He had something in his hand, a flower.
"Make you.." he said.
"Not really, but thanks.." I said.
During the new courtship this time she was making flowers. I mean, back then, when we were dating. We are now sitting at the dinner table, I pour soda into the legged glass. Not connect the same concept but bodo is very.
"You made this, Va?" tanya Ridho pointed to the food presented on the table that was shaped like a blur.
"Yes, why?" I raise an eyebrow.
"Nothing, can't wait to try." said Ridho who smiled thinly.
Ridho's behavior that is too normal makes me a little wonder, what is it, O charming Ridho?
Where did he end up? under the sutet pole what? why is he suddenly weird.
"We pray first yes, before enjoying all this food." said Ridho who began to lead the prayer.
Ridho looks at me, "Thank you? I bothered to make all this. It must be very good." said Ridho.
Saying 'definitely very good' makes me sure that Ridho's brain is now sliding a little. I hit my back to his forehead, afraid he's high heat kept choked in the berabe yep.
"It's not hot." I said.
"Why, Vaa?" ask Ridho, astonished.
"It's okay." said my hand.
"I'm kobain ya.." said Ridho before taking the sushi I painstakingly made.
He entered into his mouth with a tamago whose shape from the beginning was dubious. Ridho chews with satay, there is no change in facial features such as surprise or at least the face so enek, nothing.
"Did my experiment work?" my inner.
Okay, if viewed from how to eat Ridho results of my cooking means no problems tend to standard. Out of curiosity I also participated in the trial, the first time I took tamago that was how it looked.
It was chewed twice, but I nodded. Not strong for nelen. The salty taste is too dominant that makes this typical Japanese lipet egg can not pass my mouth sensor.
I take tissue and minglepehin with food. But not with Ridho, he used to eat it even he added salad to combine with the same sushi.
"If it's not good don't have to be forced," I said suddenly.
Early cooking I emang while cobbled, while mengedumel. I said sabodo is very good what is important so make a promise. But squirming this rese guy diem-diem bae as if enjoying all this food, I feel guilty instead. I felt like I was struggling, but I honestly didn't mean it. I can't cook, it's his own fault that told me to do things that are not my expertise.
"If it's not delicious, don't eat it" said I who prevent Ridho's hand that holds chopsticks and want to take food again.
"You've made it, besides I'm a laper." he said who insisted on eating my food which was very terrible both in terms of taste and shape.
I didn't have the heart, so I opened the fridge and picked up the cut fruit.
"Eat this alone," I said while bawarin some kind of fruit that was cut and put in a container box.
"You don't want to? if you don't want to let me finish," said Ridho who took the food rolled up with a sheet of seaweed.
"Why the hell, that's so weird! don't have to be eaten. Now you eat this, "I force you to take a plate that contains food that is not worth consuming and put it on the sink deck of the dishwasher.
"Why are you?" I repeat my words while sitting facing Ridho.
"I? wh why? no why..."
"Some know not. I know it doesn't taste good, it's eaten. You want to make me feel guilty if you finally get diarrhea and go to the hospital?" I'm not even clear.
"You've been working hard, Va. Time I don't eat. I'm the one who asked for it, anyway." said Ridho.
Yes yes, he asked and he had to bear the risk.
"Ehmmm, this morning he came here, huh?" ask Ridho.
"Him? she who?" many spontaneous.