
If the race this time which is only followed by 15 schools in DKI Jakarta is crowded and lively it is already like this. What about the race each year that will be held big next week in Gelora Bung Karno Senayan..?
Which will even be followed by all vocational and hospitality schools from all over the country.
Dafa and his seven other friends, already occupied the table with the number of participants 13. This position can be said to be the worst position or position of hell. Because their table is in the middle of the table from other school participants.
"Later, you guys are messing around to my school huh..." Dafa was still chattering cheerfully, with students from other schools.
At exactly 8 o'clock, two committees stand on the line between the participant area and the jury. The two men explained about the race's manners this morning.
"This morning's race is a traditional exotic culinary theme!" Said the man with a sharp nose fiery.
"And your time is two and a half hours, to make 7 different kinds of dishes!!" Said the man in brown skin, but the sweet face.
The participants seemed enthusiastic about responding. For those who have prepared really in the face of this race, certainly not a big problem.
But it is different from the seven students from SMK Ellite Rovario. They seemed to exchange their eyes in silence.
"We prepared first, knife-towel-grated-pan-parse-herising-pen-pen--pan-pan-wok-wipe wet-wipes- hold..." Dafa remained silent. He looked again at all the things that were nearby. "Otherwise yes..?"
"We can't rely on Dafa." Sizzle Gabriel. "From yesterday's training, he thought we were playing house!"
"YOUR TIME, STARTING FROM NOW...!!"
"Julian, what are we going to do?!" Pekik Tita panicked.
Julian was thinking. But he could not think clearly, at the moment of urgent situation like now.
"Rendang - soto betawi - tofu and tempe bacem - we make it first..!"Tukas Julian's. "Me and Gabriel will take the ingredients, you prepare all the equipment..!"
"Yes..!!"
Meanwhile at the desks of participants from other schools, they were already seen busy with their respective jobs. The chairman of each team worked very well and planned. Dividing the duties of each of its members very fairly.
Return to the table of the participant number 13. Where the eight students had begun to be busy with their respective duties.
Eka and Tita are busy washing beef and chicken. Sheila and Yuliana were busy peeling onions, and preparing all sorts of spices that they would use as a base seasoning later. Then--Dafa who was busy himself with a lump of corn that was still wrapped in green leaves in the outer layer.
Time went on, and 30 minutes passed.
The aroma of fragrance from various types of sauteed spices has also been out in all directions.
"Julian, the beef is still hard.." Whisper Tita with her anxious face.
"The egg balado seasoning is also bitter and salty, Jul---" Yuliana chimed in.
Julian panicked many times. Cooking is not an easy thing. It takes the right instinct to be able to produce a delicious and high-tasting cuisine.
"I'm done..!!" Said Dafa which of course surprised his team-mates.
"What are you doing, Dafa?" ask Sheila.
"Goat fried rice..."
"Where's the fried rice?" Gabriel was puzzled to find the plate of fried rice that Dafa meant.
"It...!!" Dafa showed me something wrapped in banana leaves, then tied up by a thin white rope.
"Fried rice cookies wrapped in banana leaves?" Tita was confused by herself.
But because of this incident, betawi soto soup that they are cooking, until the break of the meal, and as a result besides being unsightly, it also tastes bad.
"Now I want to make goldfish pepes again." said Dafa again with a casual expression. "The season is already. Now I just mix it with the fish, then steam it, and stay grilled.."
Although it may seem very unconvincing, they had to follow everything Dafa ordered.
Arrived at the last minute, where only participants from SMK Ellite Rovario are still seen finishing their last dishes.
Until the time the committee began to avoid retreat, Dafa was still completing its final stage. And here, all the friends, teachers, and also participants from other schools, were stunned by the speed and shrewdness of his hands.
"FINISH...!!" Dafa shouted as he raised his hand. Only five seconds before the end of the race time given by the committee.
With a feeling of pleasure and happiness, he noticed the seven plates of various shapes that were before him.
"Friends, if we do it together, it's all gonna feel easier, right?" Say Dafa to his other seven friends.
But his friends only responded with a thin smile, and a feeling of uncertainty. For them, Dafa is a person who accomplishes all of this with his own hands.
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