The Super Chef System
Cooking courses 1

Elisha sat with ten other women in a cooking class with one of the top chefs in Indonesia. Unmitigated, Amy registered a short course a week with a chef who entered the ranks of Top Ten Chef. 

Elisa is awkward and also confused, how not to enter in it are the cooks who already have a bona fide and A-accredited catering business while she enters the kitchen alone never.

Amy, are you crazy? How do I adjust all this heh?! Look at them so eloquently and understandably about the world of cooking!

[This best grading system is miss, you can learn everything from scratch! We sort out what you need and here also provide private time outside the course.]

Amy explained clearly the reason for the selection of courses that are classified as exclusive. But Elisha did not dwell, he could not even understand what was said ***-chef appointed head chef. Many times Elisha misguided the instructions and even made his desk messy.

It was a good choice for you Amy and look at me now, being in the killing gaze of the seniors in front of me!

[No easy learning, miss! Enjoy!]

Fuck you! I hate cooking, I hate it!

Elisha cursed in his heart with a special emphasis on Amy. 

"Is there a problem?" A friendly baritone voice greeted him from behind making Elisha surprised.

"Ehm, well that's it! Looks like my aunt misregistered me here!" elisha answered with a wry smile.

Elisha was busy cleaning his table which was filled with broths of meat that spilled when he was about to be poured in a large bowl.

Though the recipe that is being studied only makes simple asparagus cream soup but Elisa has messed things up in the beginning.

"Look at him, can not cook apparently to make a noise daritadi."

"It seems so, if you can't cook why take a professional class course like this? Mending studied at home with her mother!"

"Betul makes us lose focus, you girls don't know themselves!"

The subtle whispers in Elisha's ear made him upset. He returned the cynical gaze of the mothers and also the thick-moustached father who was similar to the husband - the famous dangdut artist - who attended the course with him.

Chef named Sastrawan followed the direction of Elisha and smiled to understand the difficult situation at hand.

"Better you quickly incriminate this mess. We'll talk later after this session ends." Chef Sastrawan whispered before leaving Elisha's table.

"Yes, go and make them happy chef."

The cooking course activities took place again, Elisa was finally able to make a dish of soup which is usually served as an appetizer (appetizer) in luxury hotels. Although the taste is not too pleasant for him but, soup with a calorie content of 65 kcal/100 grams it is a mandatory menu that Elisa must master.

Listening to the explanation from the main chef who had given him spirit made Elisha yawn many times. The day is not fun at all, it can even be said to be boring.

"Please enjoy the work of your father and mother." exclaimed chef Sastrawan with a charming smile.

Aah, yes he was so tempting to the course participants especially the women. The handsome chef with a tattoo on his left hand, a model-like figure with sweet dimples, never fails to lure women from young to old but not to Elisha.

Elisha did not show enthusiasm when he had to enjoy the results of his work, his stomach churned when he smelled the pungent smell of asparagus. Elisha turned back his chair and half ran towards the woman's toilet. He pulled out his entire stomach until it was gone.

"I hate asparagus!"

Elisha washed his face with water, someone touched his shoulder stretched out a few pieces of facial tissue.

"Thanks, though,"

"No taste and smell, but why study here?" the voice of the man surprised Elisha.

"Oh sh! Chef why come in here, this is a woman's toilet?!" Elisha half-cried so surprised.

Chef Sastrawan or known as Chef Wawan was dizzy looking around. "Relatedly this is a ladies' toilet?"

His forehead creased as he asked Elisha, making the girl look around. "Geez! I got it wrong."

Elisha's face flushed when he realized his mistake, fortunately no man entered the toilet other than chef Wawan.

Elisha followed him, not wanting to linger in there for long. It is very dangerous to be alone in a rogues.

"Hey, thank you again" said Elisa when successfully caught up with chef Wawan.

"For?"

"Ehm, accompany me in the rogues?"

Chef Wawan paused for a moment, turned his head towards the men's toilet and smiled widely. "The rogues, huh?!"

Elisha chuckled amusedly, "just take it that way."

"If you don't like the soup, I have a better substitute. At least it can fill your empty stomach."

"Where are we going to be tukeran?"

Chef Wawan frowned, "well, I'm not sure about your cooking …,"

"Hey, it's safe there's no poison I put in it!" hatch Elisha quickly.

"Okay, I believe. But we better join the others. It's time to go home soon."

The two returned to the nearly empty classroom, some of the participants had already resigned and some were still busy asking with**-chef.

"Sit down, I'll get you a little warm soup from my creations." Chef Wawan pulled the chair to Elisa.

"No asparagus?" chef Wawan is back to make sure.

"Yes to asparagus!" sahut Elisha firmly.

The participants began to leave the room, some glancing sharply at him and some smiling while waving at Elisha. 

"Tough day?" ask ***-sweet chef named Indra tag.

"So, I can't cook and taking this course is really torturing me!" elisha replied hesitatingly because he felt he had been given special treatment.

"Well, that's definitely not fun. Then why did you sign up here? Is there any other reason like continuing the family business?"

Elisha flinched, his self-awareness increased. He looked at the ***-chef who put a piece of bread in his asparagus soup.

"Why, is there something wrong with my question?" Indra turned towards Elisha and noticed the change in the look on his face.

Elisha did not answer immediately, he was in a position of standby one if in war. 

"Hello, are you there?" Indra waved her hand in front of Elisha's face.

"Ehm, yes sorry. I'm a little nervous?"

"Looks like you're scared, is cooking really scary?" ask Indra again.

"No, of course not." Elisha misbehaved with the sharp gaze of Indra who drew. He feels uncomfortable.

The situation was silent for a moment, both of them stared at each other in silence before chef Wawan came with a bowl of warm soup that still reflected thin smoke.

"Please enjoy Miss Diana's soup!" 

"Diana? Who's Diana?" Elisha asked puzzled the two handsome chefs in front of him.

"Isn't your name .. Diana?" chef Wawan asked doubtfully.

Elisha's eyes were perfectly rounded, 'fuck I forgot my new name!'