Suddenly Husband Wife
Labiqa Cuisine

Amel asked Labiqa out of curiosity about the figure of the girl in front of him, yes value the appearance of Labiqa from head to toe. Both of his hands were placed in front of his chest.

Labiqa stood up and smiled kindly to Amel, his right hand outstretched to shake Amel. "bus Sraya and Pak Akram are inside, Ma'am. My name is Labiqa."

However, Amel who did not know at all and had never met the girl before, ignored Labiqa and chose to be on the sofa. "you're the waiter here?"

Labiqa is still in a standing position, he can judge that Amel is a girl who is quite arrogant from the response he gave. between what relationship Amel with Srayaa and Akram. "I just went to bed at this cafe, Ma'am, Mr. Akram just interviewed."

"Oh, that's it" replied Amel briefly.

Not long after Sraya appeared while holding Sagara, he had found Amel sitting casually on one of the soffa. "What are you here to ride, Mel?"

"Taxi ride, Mba, the caffe is good deh, mas Akram is not wrong choose."

"Yes, Mel. We will change the interior aja. oh yes, Ma'am, want to test cook Labiqa first, you can take care of Sagara for a moment?"

Amel thinks, than he is asked to help sort out. It is better to keep Sagara who is sleeping soundly. "Of course, Ma'am. Let Sagara be with Amel, Ma'am, just focus on cooperation."

"Thank you, Mel."

"Eh, Ma. There's a second floor, right? maybe not if Amel keep Sagara there, because there is an email that Amel must send also." Amel gave an excuse, even though he just wanted to be free to skate on social media, without being monitored by Sraya.

"Yaudah that way, Mel. upstairs is clean too."

After leaving Amel and Sagara, Sraya took Labiqa directly to the kitchen. There Akram has prepared ingredients and cooking utensils.

Labika immediately washed her hands and put on the apron provided by Sraya, before starting her cooking show she prayed in her heart, one thing that had become a Labiqa-tradition before starting anything.

The material provided by Sraya is a variety of seafood. There are squid, shrimp, and fish that have been finely ground. In addition there are additional ingredients, namely kwetiau, rice, sago, wheat flour, complete with spices.

Labiqa was given the freedom to process all the ingredients within an hour and a half. In Labiqa's head, there were several ideas passing by. Rice will it pair with squid that will it by being grilled rice, kwetiaw will it pair with shrimp into processed noodles, and for ground fish will it pair with sago and wheat flour, sago, become brain-brain.

He immediately washed the rice and cooked it, deftly cleaning the shrimp and squid while waiting for the rice to cook, Labiqa prepared the ingredients for three types of cooking.

For grilled rice, Labiqa-needs only sliced seasoning and mushroom broth. Shrimp that he has cleaned immediately blended with garlic and some other additional ingredients for seasoning kwetiaw.

The brains that Labiqa made, using a sago ratio that is not much, so that the taste of the fish can be felt when entering the tongue. To save time, Labiqa worked on grilled rice and brains, then burned them together.

While waiting for the two previous menus to ripen, Labiqa cooks kwetiaw. The aroma of Labiqa cuisine is very fragrant throughout the kitchen. From the smell alone, Sraya is sure that the cuisine of this girl will taste good and shake the tongue.

Akram who is still focused on his maacbook, immediately approached Sraya and Labiqa. "Well, it's done with the cooking?"

"Udah, Mom. This is all the results of Labiqa cuisine, let's try it," asked Sraya.

"The look is delicious, the platting is also cute. Rich food in famous restaurants," praise Akram.

"Oh yes .. I call Amel first, let's ask to follow the value." Sraya got up from his seat, but Akram's hand stopped Sraya. "Why, Mas?" ask Sraya.

"Amel biarin aja keep Sagara above, for food later we can set aside, besides like he still mergjain something on his laptop."

Labiqa was standing with mixed feelings. Although he was quite sure, but there was a bit of fear in his heart, fearing that his cooking did not suit Sraya and Akram's taste. Until he forgot to provide chopsticks for his artificial brain-brain eating utensils, realized. Labiqa went straight back into the kitchen to pick up the chopsticks.

"Excuse me."

The voice of a man made Sraya and Akram turn his head, Sraya recalled who the figure of the young man who stood at the entrance of the handsome men who were the same age as him. "Daren?"

"Mr Daren?" tanya Akram pretended not to know. "Please come in."

Sraya now looks at her husband, looking for answers as to why Daren could be here. Darren stepped into the caffe and smiled at Sraya. "something happens to meet you guys, are you eating here too?" ask Daren.

"The previous cafe is closed and we buy, our plan will open this cafe with a new concept" replied Sraya.

Daren doesn't know. He and Akram had an appointment before, Akram asked Daren to bring the data he requested, since it was impossible to leave Sraya-so he decided that Daren should visit him to Caffe.

"Please sit down" Pinta Akram.

Daren obeyed the words of Akram who incidentally was his superior, he sat his butt on a sofa that Akram and Sraya occupied. "So this caffe now belongs to Pak Akram and Bu Sraya? I just know, because before I eat here quite often," said Daren play his role, so that Akram's wife is not suspicious, plus there is Amel here. Fortunately, Amel was upstairs.

"really? it's a coincidence, Mr. Daren. If so, then you'll take a taste of the cuisine of our prospective chefs." Akram looked at Sraya, as if asking for approval.

Sraya who understood her husband's gaze then prepared dishes and other cutlery for Daren. "You can't refuse, even if this is the cuisine of our future chef. I can guarantee it tastes good."

"Sir, Mum. Sorry I forgot to bring chopsticks" Labiqa said.

Daren spontaneously turned the body. His eyes met Labiqa's. The girl held her breath when she found out that the man in front of her was an arrogant man, she remembered that Daren was the man who ordered flowers and got herself fired from her previous job.