The Super Chef System
The Hungry Informant

Elisha looked at Rafi who had not yet awakened. Raka takes Rafi to her house, the safest place.

"He, fainted what's sleeping anyway?! Long time really." 

"Once you sleep because you're sleepy, he's tired all day work." Raka answered the origin. "You want coffee?" He asked Elisha again.

"Can, low sugar if there is." Elisa did not take her eyes off Rafi's face which was actually quite handsome when the glasses were removed.

"Low sugar? Fear of fat, thin body that still reduces sugar." 

Elisha breathed withholding his patience. "Sugar is trivial but it causes problems. You know not a balanced sugar level in the body that nguhkan health. Your sugar is stable all problems in your body can be minimized. A little sugar levels rise or fall the effect is immediately felt in the body."

Raka mangosteen mangosteen, then stood up while muttering softly. "Feeling my college, nawarin coffee so widened gini. It was wrong to say that."

The smell of coffee tickled Elisa's nose a few minutes later. Raka offered a cup of coffee to Elisha. The attached coffee cup and Elisa enjoy the fragrant aroma of arabica coffee beans that are ideally brewed at temperatures of 90° to 96° centigrade.

"Where is the mother, is the smell appropriate?" Raka's sarcastic question was answered with a smile by Elisha.

"Perfecto!"

Rafi's nose moved sniffing the end of the smell of coffee, "Great boy, can ask for one coffee." His words still closed his eyes.

Elisha raised his eyebrows, "Wake up lazy, if you want coffee open your eyes!"

Rafi squinted her eyes slightly, peeking out from behind her thick eyelashes. When the look on Elisha's face loomed in the lens of his eye he jumped for a moment. 

"I-mom Elisha?!"

Rafi blinked her eyes many times while distancing herself from Elisha. "I didn't dream?" 

Rafi slapped her cheek twice making sure she was conscious. Elisha folded his hands in front of his chest.

"illness?" Asked sternly and intimidatingly, Rafi nodded quickly.

"This is Miss Elisa really? Not ghosts?" Rafi still did not believe her vision.

Elisha was upset and patted Rafi on the cheek, "Can ghosts do something like this?"

Rafi shook her head quickly, slowly sitting up straight and closer to Elisha. Raka holds out a cup of coffee for Rafi.

"Drink, let's not shock the heart." 

After a while and Rafi has calmed down Elisha starts to find out information from Rafi. 

"Where's the office now, I need to know what happens after everything's gone."

Rafi placed the coffee cup on the table, taking a breath before replying. "If I may say, fucked Mom."

"Sir, I'm not your boss anymore."

"Oh, yes ma'am .. uh mbak. The sudden and rapid change in management caused every department to go awry. We are confused as to who to follow. Mr. Alex is so arrogant and makes a system that is much different from the old management under the leadership of mbak Elisa."

Elisa listened carefully to the details of the information Rafi provided including how Luna and Banyu were positioned. The two people who became Elisha's trust were apparently still maintained by Alex to manage management. 

"Do you think Luna and Banyu can be trusted?" 

"Sir, ask for my advice?"

"Not the Sulis! You are where there are other people here besides us!" Elisha was upset.

"Oh yeah, what's the reason you said that? They're my right hand, you know."

"I once caught Mbak Luna settling into the room mbak Elisha when mbak was still there. If Banyu once I've seen him called Alex sir and it's a long time ago came out and didn't know anything?" Rafi deliberately brought her body closer to whisper.

"What?"

"He …,"

KRUUK!!

Rafi grinned, her stomach voice even exceeded the sound of a frog concert when the rainy season arrived. "He's hungry mbak!"

DYING!!

'Oh Amy! Why cook again!'

[You have to practice a lot, miss! The more frequency you cook the more honed your ability as a chef.]

'You are so, so annoying!'

[Thank you for the compliment! This time the mission is to prepare pasta for dinner. Pasta must be made must be al dente and sauces made must use the original ingredients instead of instant.]

"What, you're crazy!" Elisha massaged his forehead which was instantly dizzy.

"Who's crazy? What hunger is forbidden and considered madness?" Rafi asked in astonishment.

Raka grunted in annoyance, "Hhhm, I like him. You want to cook again?"

Raka asked probing, more than forty-eight hours involved with Elisha made him memorized by the behavior of the girl. Elisha nodded and smiled wryly.

"Kan, it's starting to get weird! Hope you can eat the cooking. So how long is it?"

[You are forty-five minutes!]

"Damn!"

"What, how angry?" Raka asked curiously.

"No, take me to the kitchen again!"

"Well beautiful lady, this way!" Raka bowed like serving a royal member.

Rafi followed the two, he was also no less surprised if the former director was anti-cooking. Elisha never even wanted to go down directly to the factory making frozen food. Rumors circulating Elisa's allergic to frozen food. Anita's mother was again astonished by Elisha's entry into her clean kitchen.

"Cooking again? Are you a hobby of Masakin Raka? Want to be Raka's wife?" Anita's mother winks her eyes at Raka.

"Mother, don't start!"

"Boleh Tan, if Auntie ngijin anyway. It's also Raka rather than lu Manyun, isn't it Tan?"

Anita's mother laughed amusedly, while Raka's mouth was said to be upset. Elisha prepared with his apron.

'Okay, show me Amy's recipe! I don't want to lose my money!'

[Each lady, featuring a selection of pasta recipes. This is spaghetti carbonara.]

'Oh my God, you're driving me crazy Amy!'