Wild Roses For Luqman
11. Basic classes

Finally, all day Mama Firda explained all the names of the equipment, which was in her house on the Rose.

Not only explain the name, he also provides a tutorial on how to use it. Roses pay close attention to the words of Mama Firda. After that, he tried to use it.

The rose that had never once touched those tools, was amazed. Especially when he tried it, he always chuckled to himself, realizing that he was too cathartic.

Giving a basical class to the Rose, it turns out to make Mama Firda hungry. He also invited the Rose to cook the lunch menu.

"Roses, aren't you hungry?"

Not even had time to answer the question of Mama Firda, the stomach of the Rose had sounded loud once. Make him ashamed himself.

"Roses don't have to explain anymore huh, Tan." she replied with a grimace.

"Okay, we're cooking chicken soup now. It looks hot like this, eating hot and warm is fresher."

Mama Firda walked towards the refrigerator. Then take whatever is necessary.

"Rose, you cut the carrots." Mama Firda brought a few carrots closer to the rose that stood near the pantry.

"Good, Auntie." The girl picked up a knife and started cutting carrots.

"Like this, right, Auntie?" The rose showed the cut to Mama Firda. He did not want to make a mistake, making the woman hate him.

Mama Firda who was cutting chicken meat turned her head for a moment, then nodded her assent.

After cutting the carrot, now the Rose cut the potatoes. His stomach was rumbling, a little distracted by his busy cooking.

"Therefore, you fried potatoes, yes, Roses."

"Yes, Aunt."

Roses also pour enough oil into the frying pan. Then put the freshly washed potatoes earlier everything.

He thought about it to finish quickly. But it made the hot oil splash on his hand, so he complained in pain.

"Roses! What's up?" asked Mama Firda looking panicked.

A second later, he saw a potato swimming in the frying pan, with a considerable amount. And the oil is exploding.

Mama Firda quickly turned off the stove. Then help Rose treat her wound.

"You sit down first, let Aunt get me the medicine box first."

"Why just work half a day, I've made a lot of trouble? What if I work here for a month or a year? Will Aunt Firda and Luqman be at home to see my work? Why is being a good person so hard? Should I go back to Miss Nindi? Even though I am not paid, at least not a hassle when it comes to eating." murmured Rose, with a sad look on her face.

Shortly after, Mama Firda came. He brought a medicine box, put it on the table, and he sat down on the chair beside the Rose.

"Give me your hand, let Auntie help treat the wound." The rose stretched out its hand, to the green-veiled tosca woman who was in front of him.

Carefully, Mama Firda treated the hands of the Roses that looked flushed, and even blistered due to the hot oil eruption.

The girl momentarily observed the face of Mama Firda who looked meek, and earthy. Then his eyes look teary.

'It was lucky that Luqman. Already rich, his face handsome, his mother very gentle like this.

As for me, not knowing who my parents are, being a comfort woman, and now a household assistant, not too smart anyway.

Why am I not the only one who is Aunt Firda's son? Luqman is a man. I think I can take care of myself, and it's easier to get a job.'

"You must have fried the potatoes while daydreaming. It is worth getting a splash of oil. May the wound heal quickly."

The rose came from her daydream, when mama Firda said so.

"Eh, actually the rose was not daydreaming, Auntie. After washing, all the potatoes were immediately put Rose into the frying pan." said Rose innocently, while Mama Firda pressed the temple, because it has a different household assistant than usual.

"Come, Auntie teach you how to fry potatoes."

Mama Firda got up from her seat, and walked towards the frying place. The rose walked behind him.

"Note well." The rose nodded its head.

His mother Luqman was sifting potatoes that had already sunk in the frying pan. Then drain somewhere else. Then he lit the stove. After the oil is hot enough, then he put the potatoes little by little. After the golden color, then the potato is lifted.

"Well, now you understand, don't you, Rose?" The girl seemed to nod her head.

"Then it's your turn to fry. Auntie wants to see."

The rose did as its master had commanded. He exclaimed with excitement, when the fry were not bad-ugly very result.

"Not bad. Then you just have to repeat the same thing, until the whole potato runs out." said Mama Firda.

"Yes, Aunt." The rose looks excited.