Young Lecturer Small Wife

Young Lecturer Small Wife
Bikin martabak


"Hehe." Ray smiled broadly.


"That's even pepsoden's smile again." Delik Ella's.


"He's cold, honey. Eat up" whispered Ray.


"Surprisingly, the feeling of staying in a hidden place. How can it be cold."


"Tell bobo the bird, huh. I'm not comfortable sitting weird," Ella complained.


"It's not a baby that's in the middle of a nap, honey. Kudu is done first, then he sleeps."


"Neighborly whispers... Now it's starting to sound disturbing..." Satria's shrill voice made the couple stop whispering.


"Sorry, Brother. Just interrupt!" ketus Ella's.


"The one..." The spoiled Dalina in the neck of Satria called out to her with a slight whisper.


"What, Beb?" Satria looked down to see the wife's face.


"I want a martabak" Dalina said.


"Ok, I bought it first, yes," said Satria.


"But I don't want to buy" whined Dalina.


"Kok, I don't feel good, baby," said Ray because he saw Dalina's eyes always glancing at him and Andi.


"Sweep too" said Andi who sat not far from them.


"What do you want, hm?" Satria stroked the gentle mane of the wife.


"I want martabak to make you three." Dalina looked at Satria and then she turned to look at Ray and Andi.


"That's it... Pantes feeling bad," said Ray.


"Udah si, just stay. Say you know Lizard cravings," said Ella.


"The problem is that you can't make martabak, baby," complained Ray.


"Watch the tutorial on youtube. Don't just do it anyway." Ella Cibir.


"You are, pliss." Please Dalina.


"Ok, but if it's not good, don't snack?" satria.


"Ready, Boss," cried Dalina.


Satria rises after removing Dalina from her lap. "Yok, Pih. Ray," take Satria.


"Where?" ask Andi.


"To Mecca, yes to the kitchen," delik Satria.


"Ray actually made it" Ella said after Ray got up.


The three men stepped into the kitchen to make Dalina's martabak. Until there, Satria immediately took out the ingredients. From start wheat flour, sugar, eggplant, instant yeast etc.


"Why first, Ray?" ask Andi to Ray who is watching a tutorial video on how to make a simple martabak.


"So old instant yeast use water angel, Pih," replied Ray.


Andi did what Ray said, then he prepared a medium container. He filled the container with wheat flour, eggplant, margarine etc. Then he stirred until it slightly expanded and all the ingredients were mixed together.


"Garem's love a little, Pih," said Ray.


"Then?"


"Pour the yeast, just a little bit, Pih."


"Well, what else is it?"


"Close the clean cloth, the sampe ngembang."


"Gembang kayak bini lo" said Satria.


"Skepticism."


"Now you ask the same bini lo, martabaknya want to be loved topping what?" word Ray.


"OK." Satria walked forward to meet the relaxed wife.


"Try opening, Pih," pinta Ray.


"Yes, yes, Ray." Andi opened the cover after a while in let.


"Yes, stay in the make. It's the son of a bitch's turn" said Ray.


"But Papih is already sugar, right?" keep Ray.


"Udah, really."


"Hm, great. Fear of forgetting, so not sweet."


"Wouldn't martabak fit in roasted sugar again, Ray?"


"Yes, anyway. But in the tutor's video, the dough also uses sugar."


A little while later Satria has returned,


"Stay roasted, Sat," said Ray.


"OK." Satria took teplon to bake the martabak, because there was no martabak grill.


Satria put the teplon on the stove, and then she smeared it with margarine. After that he lit the fire and continued pouring the dough.


"Sir, you know not. My wife's attitude has been strange lately. Masa, he told me to brush my teeth with odol kodomo. Pan kayak brat, which strawberry taste again," complained Satria while staring at the martabak dough that began to thicken towards maturity.


"So far, I was told to use a pink cd where the picture hello kitty again. Where would you put my face if people knew I was wearing a cello hello kitty? Time on taroh in pantatt skillet? Can be destroyed, my reputation if they know the ultimate weapon I use a hello kitty costume," he continued with a clear face.


"Taburin sugar, Sat," Ray's word to Satria who is still chatting with martabak who is still on teplon.


Satria also took the sugar in the jar, then he sprinkled it on the half-baked martabak.


"There's something worse, Bak." Again Satria chattered.


"My time in using telon oil right abis bath, where a lot more to the whole body. Thankfully, my bird is closed, right? He can get caught in the heat. Mending if fitting diem at home, well this. I want to go to the office, just imagine. I went to the office with the stinging body odor of telon oil. People whisper, he says, how does a baby smell, who brings a baby to the office? Where's the baby? I wish I could say that I am the baby." Still with the look of his memelasnya Satria chattering.


"Why don't you use baby powder? Sampe cemong all let me like a real baby," said Ray who had noticed Satria.


"What the hell lo? Nyaut aja," ketus Satria.


"Let's not say the same teplon, there are still humans here, motherfucker. Why are you even talking to teplon?" ray said glancing.


"Yes, Sat. Strangely you. Teplon time at the talk?" andi timpal.


"Gue doesn't talk about teplon! But I'm not talking martabak!" Satria Correction.


"Well, why did you say martabak, Dodol? You're not in your right mind?" wonder Ray.


"Because I said, the hammer was not in pecans. Yodah I just have a chat," replied Satria relaxed.


"Bangsat! That means don't sprinkle the topping nuts, Dodol!" furious Ray.


A few moments later the hammer was ripe, Satria immediately gave a topping to the martabak while it was hot. He sprinkled sweetened condensed milk and also cheese according to Dalina's request, which is milk cheese.


"Finally it's done as well" said Satria relieved.


"Cutting, Dodol. Bini you want to eat that big gaban? Ntar existing sprain," said Ray.


"Oh yeah, I forgot." Cengir Satria's.


"Basic senile!"


"Ray's habit, this is a child who just wants to feel good" Andi said.


"Diem deh you guys, I muluirin from earlier. It's so bad that I'm on the wronged stepdaughter's cake," Satria said.


"Lebay lo, focus on cutting martabak. Ati thu finger to cut!"


"Whisper!"


After his martab was cut into pieces, Satria took him forward to be presented to his wife.


"My dearest darling the most beautiful in the entire penny market.... Martabak comes yuhuu!" yell Satria.


"Whisper!" ella Plotot.


"Iri said, Deck! You want to too, right? Sono asked to make it the same lakik lo," ledek Satria.


"Relieve it!"


"Ni, Beb." Satria placed the martabak in front of Dalina.


Dalina did not respond, she just fell silent with a grim countenance..


"What's wrong with you, baby?" ask Satria softly.


"Hiks, hyx, hyx." Only a sound was heard.


"Why are you, hm? You don't like the hammer? Is the hammer ugly?" Satria stared at the wife's face.


"The uglier you are, hiks," replied Dalina.


"Is there anything that hurts you?" Dalina.


"Then why are you crying?"


"Maybe the lizard is sad, because it has an ugly husband like, motherfucker," Ella said.


"Diem you, Deck! Let me jump into the neighbor's well." Satria stared fiercely at the sister.


"Uhhhh, don't be afraid..."


"Lad...."


"I'm sad.." lirih Dalina.


"Sad why, hm?"


"I want to be in the same masakin as the four of you."


"These three are the same, Papih. One more who?"


"It's not the same, Papih."


"Then?"


"I want to be in masakin with you, Ray, Galang and... Joints.." lirih Dalina.


The deg!


Satria's heart seemed to stop, it felt tight when he heard the name of his best friend. I still can't believe his best friend is gone. Honestly, Satria also misses the figure of Rendi. They used to cook together until the kitchen was destroyed, yes, even though the cuisine is not shaped. But his memories to this day are still clearly stored in his heart.


"Maybe Dalina cravings, Sat," said Rina who had just arrived.


"No way, Mih. The person he came to the guest again," Satria replied softly because her mood was still sad.


"Udah has stopped" Dalina said.


"Well! That fast? how weird?" shocked Satria at once astonished.


"No idea, I was also confused just the expanse of doang but a lot, it was not there anymore" Lirih Dalina.


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