The Fortitude of a Mother
chicken opor

In the afternoon Mirah had returned from her home, and before going to the cafeteria she took the time to shop at a new market to buy groceries that she would cook tomorrow.

"Ah, by for ka omi has not been given, it is already later," murmured mirah, she remembered her older brother who had not been part by by from disah.

"Nana, mom asked dong' son for advice" he asked the princess

"What advice is ma'am?" ask the lovely girl

"Your mother is confused, about the chicken your mother gave her, what's it cooked 'yes,?" the mother put one index finger on her rannum lips

"Emm, it looks like just cooked opor 'bu, besides nana really want the chicken opor kampung, definitely delicious," his brain was filled with images of delicious chicken opor, even the boy spoke with his drool almost dripping.

Mirah laughed crisply at the babbling of her daughter,

"Lap used to be that ill," said the mother while chuckling

"Ah, where there is nana ileran," he said, but he quickly held the corner of his lips afraid that what the mother said was right

Mirah laughed with laughter at the sight of Nana who arrived reflexively grasped the corner of her lips.

"Dad, mom lied!" he stomped his feet with pursed lips.

Mother and child were very busy joking in the room, before arriving their room door was knocked on someone from outside

Then he approached the door to see who was coming

After the door opened, he knew that his older brother had come.

"Every night, I came here, but you and your son are not there, where have you been?" ask ya full of searching

"Nana same mom staying at her house mak anis," very honest answer indeed

"Sorry brother, I was just going to take you by myself, but brother Anisah asked me to stay anyway, nana whine pengenap nginap there," he explained

"Lantas, where by for me? have you forgotten me? I'm your brother too?" a little not accept if he is not part by

"So calm down, want to take it home and cook for yourself? or does the ripe mirah keep eating here?" haggardly

"What is it about him?" her curious soul thrashed

"Gurame fried the same chicken village, it just so happens that the chicken village has been boiled before, avoiding so as not to rot," explained the younger brother

"Ah, I want you to cook it chicken, if for fish gurame want brother take home, then let your sister-in-law just cook, continue, no longer by her?" still wish there were by others

"Let's just relax, there's still pete, palm sugar and young coconut," mirah shook her head,

"Alright, for the chicken, I want to make an opor only.So'alnya nana want that," he said to the brother

"No problem, I like chicken opor very much" said the brother beaming

Mirah immediately went to the kitchen to cultivate the chicken village into a delicious opor

"Nana plays by herself 'yes, mom wants to cook first,"

"Every 'mom," soon the child took a little vegetable belonging to the mother, who looked ugly, then with her henchmen the child played cooking his own cooking.

After the chicken is cut into several parts, Mirah immediately process it into opor that looks very tempting.

Haduuhh, so laper😋