
As soon as possible Mr. Raza ran into the kitchen. He found Gwen standing in the corner carrying a spatula in her hand and also a large pot lid in her next hand.
"What's wrong? Why do you live with such a big fire?" Mr. Raza immediately turned off the stove.
"I just found out that the fish will live when fried, sir. Look at! The fish swam in the oil that wasn't even hot." point to Gwen with widened eyes.
Mr. Raza saw the mess in the kitchen. Everything is messy, oil for frying fish is also almost 1 liter used. Only one fish. Then, there is a ceplok egg with a shell that is still stuck there. Not to mention, Mr. Raza also saw a peanut saute that he did not cut and was still very long.
"Allahu O Rabb .. Why are you, Gwen?" asked Mr. Raza to take a long breath.
"I'm okay, sir. Just relax!"
"This what? Why saute long beans, nuts all this time?" show Mr. Raza to take the stir-fry plate.
"Over time, if cut. The name is also a long bean, if it is short, it becomes a vegetable short dong bean," replied Gwen still miserly.
"Astaghfirullah, then this egg?" continued Mr. Raza.
"Oh, if that's .. My hand just accidentally touched the hot frying pan. So spilled out a fragment." replied Gwen grimacingly showing her teeth without guilt.
Mr. Raza just patted his forehead while beristighfar. He asks Gwen to clean it up, and she cooks for them to eat.
"Oh God, what kind of creature is Gwen? The son of a chef, the owner of a restaurant too, even he can't cook?" batin Pak Raza's. "The egg failed, O Allah."
Finished the omelet, Mr. Raza asked Gwen to take the rice and prepare it at the dinner table. But what happened?
"Gwen, please take the rice, yeah. Here's the omelet ready, thank you, "please ask Mr. Raza patiently.
Shortly after, Gwen approached Mr. Raza again. He stamped Mr. Raza's arm spoiled. Then he showed his teeth again. Feeling suspicious, Mr. Raza looked at the rice cooker and examined it. Turns ....
"Why not mature? It should have been dong, this was also down," Mr. Raza pointed to the cook rice cooker mode.
Gwen approached and replied, "Hehe, I haven't made fun of it yet, sir. Stupid me-"
Mr. Raza raised his gaze. He pulled Gwen by the arm and asked her to sit down and eat what was there. Because, indeed Mr. Raza does not like cooking that makes him wait longer.
"Out egg omelet? Where's full?" gwen protest.
Mr. Raza responded coldly. He took Gwen's share and ate it. This time, Mr. Raza was really upset for him.
"Loh, that's my part, sir. Why did Mr Raza take it, anyway? What do I keep eating? I'm going to starve ...," whined Gwen, hoping to get some attention from Mr. Raza.
"Just starve till night. When are you gonna grow up, Gwen!" Mr. Raza is really upset. He was involved in a mission he did not know about. Then, it was blamed by Airy for obeying the will of Gwen who flew after Aisyah to Thailand. Haven't. Again, he had left his mother at home alone.
Gwen continued to persuade Mr. Raza not to sun her again. A thousand words of apology apparently can not melt the heart of Mr. Raza easily. Mr. Raza instead gave him a piece of college assignment and asked him to do it immediately.
"What's? The assignment? Sir, this will be after we get home, how about it?"
Mr. Raza rolled his eyes. Calming his emotions that should have been overflowing since earlier. He thought of a way to get Gwen to study properly that day.
"Gwen Kalina Lim, father of Yusuf Ali. Can't you do the nego again? I'll make sure you don't graduate this year!" bully Mr. Raza with a scary face.
Slowly, Gwen distanced herself first from the body of Mr. Raza who was very close to her. Then, according to him, he took the paper side by side of the task slowly and began to understand it.