UNREQUITED LOVE'S
KOQ HAS PAPA AND DADDY?
Do not judge a book by its cover. That's a saying I hear often. Now I prove it myself. Often we suspect, the son of successful entrepreneurs who want anything just point. Need anything just tell because many aides, certainly can not cook and behave spoiled. That doesn't apply to my friend Vella. He is very independent and good at cooking when he can just buy without the need to cape and bother. ~Surti~
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Vella asks Anis to bring her cooking for her dinner and breakfast tomorrow. At least I can eat twice. Let's have lunch tomorrow Anis is still eating dikantin.
“You want to take Ti home?” ask Anis to Surti.
“I've tasted enough here Nis. Tomorrow afternoon we will study again. And what I see today I will practice tomorrow morning. Tomorrow I bring the results for you to judge,” does not want Surti to try what he saw just now.
Maghrib Surti and Anis return. Their cooking time is only a short time.
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“Can we chat again?” asked Baskoro this morning when he saw Vella had just parked her bike.
“Today I can't Sir. Tomorrow or the day after, I will do it. I will tell friends who learn to cook for the holidays,” said Vella.
“You taught your friend to cook?” Baskoro does not believe the daughter of a businessman and lives in Jakarta is good at cooking.
“Iya Sir. I cook every day and bring supplies because it is safer for my body health. And friends want to learn because they want to be more efficient,” replied Vella.
“What time do they finish studying?” Baskoro.
“They went home before maghrib sir.
“I can come to your hostel after Maghrib?” ask Baskoro.
“Monggo. If you want to come tomorrow after Maghrib prayers,” Vella does not mind. The hostel has an open living room for conversation.
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“How? My mom said long beans were undercooked. But if it feels right,” Surti brings a sample of the results of the test. There was nothing he changed to get good judgment from his two best friends,
“If about the ripeness of green beans is also taste. If my daddy likes something like this. He said there were kries. But my papa doesn't like it. She likes a very soft one,” says Vella.
“You koq have daddy and papa?” ask Surti.
“Ha ha ha, I also have mommy, mom and mom and dad. My family does call aunty or om with the name according to their children call him,” Vella lazy to tell the truth.
“Agree Vell. If my tongue is too sweet. But if it's a long bean I like something like this. Same with your daddy,” Anis also gave an honest assessment.
“Mama can't believe I went to a vegetable shop, shopped and cooked. Because it was the first time it happened. Mama wants to know you Vell,” Surti has indeed made the mother confused.
Mama Surti does not believe that the one who taught her daughter to cook is a Jakarta girl, the son of a businessman.
“Simple set, later we cook together at the house of Surti ya Nis. Day of Abtu or Sunday. So we cook for lunch all over the house,” reply Vella without hesitation.
“Asyiiiik, how about Saturday tomorrow? Tanya Anis was excited.
“OK. We met at the market near Surti's house at seven in the morning. So you can know which one is right for our cooking,” Vella does teach her friend from how to choose ingredients. Not just tilling it.
They also agreed to a meeting on Saturday. Now they will go to their own classes. Anis separated from her two friends.
“But the course class later in the afternoon keep going?” ask Anis before they split up.
“I'm ready. There is no other schedule than to teach you guys,” replied Vella sweetly.
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