Sweet Love The Tomboy Girl (Davina Hanoraga)
CHAPTER 53
In the morning Ronggo had woken up from his sleep, he let the wife who was still asleep because she was probably very tired with long trips and activities one week before leaving which was very tiring at the Cafe after her wedding.
Well, two days after marriage Davina decided to do her job first at the Cafe because she had decided to go on a honeymoon with her husband. Assisted by Ashana, Davina checks income and expenses and profits earned over the past month because it is nearing the end of the month, they worked on it and finished it within three days as Davina had to get ready for her honeymoon soon.
Ronggo decided to clean his body first, after which he went to the kitchen to make food so that when he woke up his wife could immediately eat it.
In the kitchen, Asih had prepared to cook food for the breakfast of his two masters, but Ronggo stopped him because he was going to cook for breakfast with his wife.
“Let me, Bi who is cooking,” said Ronggo politely.
“What Master can cook?” tanya Asih hesitated, he did not know that Ronggo was a head chef at the Cafe owned by his wife.
“I'm a chef.” Ronggo responded with a smile.
“Ah sorry, Aunty did not know that Mr. is a chef. Then Auntie will help,” the thrill is not good.
“Not necessary, Aunty can do anything else, if Aunt's work is done Aunt can rest, let me prepare this,” reject Ronggo subtly.
“Alright then, Aunty will just go back to take care of the garden,” said Asih who finally chose to go back home.
Ronggo skillfully chose the ingredients he wanted to process, he planned to make seafood fried rice for lunch. Before long he was done with his breakfast menu, there were four dishes of seafood fried rice that he made.
“Bi, there are two dishes of fried rice on the dining table, later eaten together with Mang Asep well,” said Ronggo when he will bring a tray containing two more portions to the room.
“Master, you why bother everything make up for me and my husband, I so feel bad if Master like this,” lamented Asih felt bad, Ronggo smiled.
“Tak need to feel bad, I am willing. Better call Mang Asep and have breakfast with mumpung still warm. I went upstairs first for breakfast together with my wife.” Ronggo rushed to his room.
“Thank you, Mister,” exclaimed Asih before her employer passed away.
“OK, Bi equally.”
In the room, Davina was still wrapped in a thick blanket, the cold countryside made her reluctant to open the blanket that covered her, her eyes still coolly closed even though she had woken up from her sleep.
The door opened and Ronggo came in carrying a tray of two dishes of seafood fried rice, one glass of guava juice and also a cup of black coffee. Ronggo who saw his wife still wrapped around the blanket only smiled, after putting a tray on the table he approached his wife and kissed her forehead.
“August, Babe!” sapa Ronggo makes Davina inevitably open her eyes.
“Hm, morning too, darling. I don't think I want to wake up, the air makes me want to always be this kind of a shrift,” said with a typical hoarse sound of waking up.
“I didn't wake you this morning. But now you have to wake up because the fried seafood rice made by my beloved husband is ready to eat, quickly wash your face and brush your teeth or later the food is cold.” Ronggo grabs a blanket covering his wife's body and helps Davina wake up.
“Alright, because my stomach has also been stolen so I have to wake up, pity if they wait for me too long.” Davina walks into the bathroom to do as her husband tells her to.
After leaving the bathroom, the two had breakfast together.
“After this where to go?” ronggo asked on his side to eat.
“I want to rest today, tomorrow we just go for a walk, it feels like my body is so tired of us marrying until now I have not rested enough, I have not rested enough,” said Davina who still enjoys seafood fried rice made by her beloved husband.
“Alright then, it's up to you when you want to go for a walk, I obey orders from the empress,” said Ronggo with a little joke.
After eating Davina cleaned her body because it was near noon, while Ronggo cleaned their food marks in the kitchen.
“Where are you going?” asked Ronggo who saw his wife was beautiful and fragrant because she had finished bathing.
“We sit in the back garden yuk, it looks like the atmosphere is cool,” sahutnya invite the husband to sit in the garden.
“Alright, ayu we relax for today.”
The atmosphere looks beautiful, though, from the back of the Villa, there are many houses occupied by the villagers because the villa is standing beside the road near residential residents so when in front or behind it will certainly be seen home people.
“If settling here seems to be very comfortable,” said Davina imagine she and her husband settled in the place.
“Do you want to settle here?” ask Ronggo.
“If I stay, then who handles Cafe? Poor Mamah is old, she should rest and enjoy life with Daddy. I did want to stay here when I saw this place that was so beautiful and at home, but not now, maybe later when pregnant I want to stay here until giving birth, she said,” sahutnya set up a scenario that hopes to be realized, because considering he had to handle the Cafe which is now his responsibility he could not take a unilateral decision.
“If you want it like that, I'll talk to Mamah and Daddy later when we get back to the city.”
They sat enjoying the view until noon and lunch hour arrived.
“What do you eat? Let me taste it for you,” asked Ronggo.
“How about if we cook together, there is anything in the refrigerator later I will decide what to cook,” advises Davina who also wants to cook the lunch menu.
“Alright then, cus we execute his kitchen.”
The two went to the kitchen and saw that there was everything in the refrigerator.
“There's shrimp, Mas. I want to eat your sweet sour shrimp looks good,” he said after finding the shrimp in the freezer.
“Alright, you clean the warehouse I will make the roof,” said Ronggo and they also do their respective tasks.
The shrimp has been cleaned, the seasoning is ready and Ronggo immediately cooks it while Davina prepares the rice that is still in the rice cooker.
Ronggo's ripe shrimp divides it into two plates, one plate is carried by Davina towards the dining table and one plate is given to Asih.
“Aduh, Sir. If you need anything you can ask me for help, this even bother making food for Auntie and Mang Asep. Thank you very much, sir, sir,” exclaimed Asih who actually felt bad because his master's son always alone independent unlike Bram and Aberlie who always need his help when cooking when coming to visit the Villa.
“Aibi need not hesitate like that, we are used to it, we are chefs so used to cook by ourselves. Aunty just enjoy the same other work, cooking business let me and my wife do.” Ronggo tried to melt the awkward atmosphere on Asih.
“Good, Sir. Once again thank you.”
“Bi, in the back garden there are cassava trees, is there any content? If there is tomorrow I want to dig it to be made comro, my wife must have never eaten comro so I want to make it for her,” asked Ronggo before Asih left.
“There is, Sir. It was big, ready to be harvested as well. Tomorrow I will ask Mang Asep to dig it, there is also a ubi what do you want?” sahut Asih offers Ubi.
“Bby, Bi if not a hassle.”
“No hassle, Sir. Yes already, I'm sorry.”
After Asih left Ronggo and Davina started eating the food that was waiting for her.
“What did you do?” asked Davina who was curious about the name of the food that seemed to sound strange.
“Oh comro, you've never eaten, have you? Tomorrow I make comro, it contains sambal oncom, tomorrow wake up we all go to the market to buy oncomnya,” said Ronggo tell the name of the food made of shredded cassava, the name of the dish, at once Davina shuddered when she heard the word oncom.
In Davina oncom's mind what she often saw and heard was an oncom that was round and full of flies.
“Ih kok a slovenly disposable oncom,” protest made Ronggo chuckle.
“You don't know oncom yet? How can I assume that oncom is dirty?” asked Ronggo who was still chuckling.
“Yah ajah slob, said the oncom person was a roundabout and also infested with flies, just slovenly deh,” said Davina with an expression that is difficult to interpret.
“Hahaha, you're so funny anyway, where there is so. She was a feather but not a fly too, darling. So tomorrow we go to the market let you know the form of oncom and prove yourself whether he is infested by flies or not.”