The Heart of Old Menjakaka
57. Your neck is sweating
"What do you want me to masakin?" image asked nervously, for some reason he suddenly felt scared. Afraid that the challenge from Steven failed and honestly he could not cook anything.
"It's easy first, cook rice and omelet."
"Yes, I made it." The image nodded obediently then stood up, but Steven felt strange as the girl was even walking towards his room.
"Would you like to cook in the room?" asked Steven who made a step Citra stopped on the doorstep. Steven knows how ridiculous the image is. So he thought that Citra would cook in the room.
"No, Om. I'm cooking in the kitchen."
"Keep into the room to do what?"
"You take the hair tie."
"Oh."
The image ran into the room, then took her hairband inside the nightstand drawer and then tucked her hair. He also has a cell phone in his pocket.
"If you're confused look for the information on Google. It's modern times. You're also not a kind of kindergarten kid who doesn't know, doesn't understand," Steven replied with a slanted smile. His words sounded so loud, then he stood up and put his feet into the room.
"Enak only if you talk," Citra grumbled with pursed lips. "It's a habit to talk, a real hook." The image immediately stomped its feet, walking towards the kitchen.
When he reached the kitchen that looked clean and shiny, some kitchen utensils are very complete there. Everything is all-in.
"What was the first thing I did, huh? Cook rice first or an omelet first?" ask him to yourself.
"Beef rice first, Cit," replied someone who knew who it was. But Citra immediately turned to the right where the voice came from, but there was no one there.
"Who's talking?" tanyakanya.
No one answered, quiet.
"Om ...?"
"Om handsome!" scream Image but no word. "Ah, Om Ganteng must be pranking me. I'll cook some rice first."
Image looking for a place to store rice, almost all the places he opened and finally could find it. Before that he remembered Steven's remark that said that looking for information on google if confused and indeed the reason for carrying a mobile phone is that.
"How to cook rice," he told google assistant and before long an article and video popped up.
While in the room, Steven had finished bathing and wearing a long-sleeved shirt with green tosca. Then he also looked at the reflection of his face on a large mirror while combing his hair, then before long he smiled sweetly to display dimples of his cheeks.
"Am I that handsome until Citra and Fira like me the first time they meet?" ask her to yourself while fingering both dimples of her cheeks. "It seems like yes, I am indeed handsome," he said confidently. He immediately walked out of the room, then stepped into the kitchen.
'We saw Citra, what could she be but crying?' inner curious.
His steps immediately stopped, his eyes perfectly rounded when he saw the beloved kitchen was a mess. It was like a ship broke. Many kitchen utensils scattered on the table, some even on the floor.
"What are you cooking in the kitchen, Cit?" steven asked irritatedly, then walked over to Citra who was holding a large bowl of eggs she had already broken. There are pieces of red pepper, cayenne, onion and garlic in it.
"Sorry Om, I was looking for cooking tools in accordance with what I saw digoogle. Later if I am wrong diomelin," Citra replied casually. The girl then shakes the eggs. "But I'll finish it again when I'm done, Om just calm down."
Steven sighed violently and stroked his chest, wanting to feel like he was angry. But he still tries to be patient. He walked to the dispenser to get some cold water.
"Ten."
"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Steven instantly slammed into the water he swallowed while listening to that answer, sounding ridiculous. "You cooked me a kilo egg? You want me to whisper?!" tanyanya emotions.
"Eggs can make noise, right? And I'm cooking this egg not for Om doang kok."
"meaning?"
"Yes I made omelet instead of Om doang, for me and Om Satpam too."
"Why do you love Ajis too?" asked Steven who somehow suddenly his face turned red.
"Who is that?"
"Om the security guard you said earlier, he's called Ajis."
"Oh, so Om Satpam it's called Ajis." Citra nodded and then stared at the video on her phone again.
"Well, I asked why did you make Ajis too? How come you didn't answer?" steven asked angry. His chest suddenly rumbled and was claustrophobic.
"On that." The image fell silent for a moment, then said, "Eemm .. sorry in advance if I lied, Om. This is actually my first time cooking. And I want not only Om to feel it, but Om Ajis too. Maybe if there's Om Gugun here I'd like to take him with me. We're eating together."
"Gapain take them? Really important?" steven is upset.
"It's no big deal, I told you to let them taste my cooking."
"I'm enough to feel it!" sternly Steven was emotionless, his hands clenched on the table.
"But there are many eggs. He said he was afraid of the whisper."
"Not anything whispers either, the important thing is that Ajis and Gugun can't eat your cooking!"
The image stared strangely at Steven who suddenly cried out and got angry. He didn't understand what he was doing wrong until he looked so emotional. But he chose to continue cooking.
Image's hand was stretched out towards the stove, just now he was about to touch the stove knob, willing to light a fire. But suddenly Steven's hand was already there and the handsome man was standing behind him.
"You can use your own stove" Steven's great-grandson. "Later your hand will be hit by a blaze" he added.
Steven's nose immediately smelled as fragrant as the body scent of the image that was so fragrant. Their distance was so close and Steven's eyes immediately stared at the white and smooth nape of Citra's. Instantly he gulped his saliva violently and for some reason suddenly felt tight in his pants.
The image placed the pan carefully, then poured vegetable oil over it. But suddenly he felt amused at the nape of his neck, like something was tickling and felt wet.
The image's hand stretched out backwards and touched it. But instead it landed on someone's hair and it was Steven's hair. The man was secretly licking the nape of Citra.
"Om what? Tingly." The image wriggled and shifted his body away from Steven. The man immediately looked up and rubbed his face rough. I don't know what he was doing, but he also felt strange to himself why he could do that.
"Your nape was sweating, so I rubbed it," he replied reasoned. Then rub the saliva attached to the nape of the girl.
...Where there is wiping sweat pake tongue 🙈 no-anya 🤣 says there is enchanted the same smooth nape nan white it ðŸ¤...