Handsome Chef Heart Enthusiasts
Chapter I: The Present Time. Chapter I (Naura Khairunnisa)

My gaze was straight ahead towards the newly opened Mi Bancir food stall today. The longer the visitors get more crowded. Even in a car. There are also television reporters and local media.

Mi Bancir is a typical cuisine of South Kalimantan. The material is made of made of yellow noodles or red noodles. Self-serving with broil chicken, duck eggs, fried onions and celery leaves. Banjar special soup seasoning, sweet soy sauce, tomato sauce, cabbage, flavoring seasoning, and chicken broth water blend continues to break on the tongue. The meaning of 'Bancir' means Bencong. So this noodle is confused between fried or broth.

Mi Bancir across the street belongs to Chef Agusta. Chef who rose due to ICI - Idola Chef Indonesia - 2011. In Banjarbaru both branches after opening outlets in Banjarmasin and Pelaihari. What I was confused about, from so many places why did he have to build a restaurant across from my cafe?

This cafe of mine sells a variety of Banjar specialties. There is Soto Banjar, Ketupat Kandangan, Gangan Asam, Ketupat Betumis, and Mi Bancir also exist. Let's see which Sissy Mi tastes better on the buyer's tongue?

"Waws. The longer the more who come at the Mi Bancir stall across it. Where to bemobil wan bedasi. Pian, did you come there? Kan, get an invitation," Cerocos Athiyah, my best friend since Junior High.

When I built this cafe, I deliberately included Athiyah. His position as a cafe manager. Nowadays it is hard to find a trusted person.

"Beh, koler (males) unda (me) to it. Kada (no) would like to set foot in the opponent's house."

"Ayuja, ulun (me) ni still understand that pian tu still irritated wan Chef Agus."

Well, I'll tell you why I'm still upset with Chef Agusta. Actually I also broke up Idola Chef Indonesia 2011. I'm in the top three. Eliminated because the Indonesian menu challenge time is superior to Chef Agusta 1 point jury assessment. I'm pretty sure his win was just a lucky factor. Win by luck, what can you be proud of?

One more thing that makes me annoyed half-dead with Chef Agus is that every event is either a cooking competition jury or a talk show with Chef Agus, always journalists always focus on Chef Agus interviews. It was as if only Chef Agus was boasting Banua Kalsel, whereas I was just a statue at the event. It's a bitch, isn't it?

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09.00 WITA

Mumpung Athiyah lum came, my chance to stop by the food stall Mi Bancir Chef Agusta. I wonder what the hell kind of sissy noodles make him? Prestigious dong if caught by Athiyah I came here.

When I entered the food stall, I looked around. Interior design is ordinary. There are only a few tables and a long chair. The walls are plain with cream color paint. As well as pinned figura photos of him when receiving ICI contest prizes. My cafe design too. Forest patterned wallpaper. Customers feel like having a picnic in the wild.

Now I sit in the front seat. The corner of the table has a menu book. I read the menu. Hmmm .. it turns out not only selling pansir noodles, but there is the exact same typical Banjar cuisine in the cafe. Menu can be the same. But I never thought I was lying. I still believe that the taste in my cafe menu is better than Chef Agusta's.

I waved the sign ordering food. Not long after that his employees came with notebooks.

"Sister, what do you want to order?"

"Eat the bancir noodles and Soto Banjar. Drink iced oranges."

Still early in the morning, said people are not good early in the morning drinking iced oranges. Unfortunately, it was my favorite drink. Thank God, I'm in good health drinking iced oranges early in the morning.

"Wait a minute, brother."

While waiting for the order, suddenly Athiyah came with a guy. The man then steps the helmet into the employee's helmet.

"Pantes aja cafe seberang still closed. It turns out that the owner is eating here again anyway" said Athiyah.

Shit, use getting caught anyway. Bentar, that's Athiyah why can come with this pancir noodle employee? Are they not dating? Hmmm .. suspicious smells. I have to interrogate him after this.

"Oh, so this is the boss I've been telling you about?"

"Athiyah, what's the story to you?"

"Idih, kepo banar (banget) pian (you) ni" said Athiyah.

"Beautiful anyway, but looks like judes nan an extractor. Make her squirm," said the man while whispering. However, with a loud voice. So I can hear his words.

I glared sharply at them. "What was the lifeblood? Don't you look a bad judes?" (What did you say? Do I look like a bad judge?)

"Ups, sorry. Escape ah. Hihih."

He went to the kitchen and Athiyah went back to the opposite cafe habitat with her own smile.

The wanker employee brought my order and put it on the table. "Good fun, brother."

I tried the Soto Banjar menu. Hmmm .. still b it feels. I'm guessing surely this pancir noodle stall is selling because of the branding of the runner up name of the owner. Satisfied eating Soto Banjar, continue eating noodles bancir. Well, this feels different. Broke in the tongue. Danger for my cafe.

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I went back to the cafe. Athiyah looked busy arranging the ingredients in the kitchen. The one preparing the materials was indeed him. I'll just cook.

"Came, Athiyah. What was the life (why did you) earlier to the same bancir mi warung lakian (cowok) employees there? Is this woman's life?" (Your boyfriend is the same as her?)

"Down answer me anyway."

"Jilk. Padahi ulun. (Okay, I'm telling you) We were more than dating. Get married again."

I'm shocked. "Never tell a story?"

"Emang situ ever business of love ulun?"

Yes, yes, I am a duck. Never want to know the personal affairs of others. Because of this, I missed the info about my best friend.

"Pian pang beapa (what are you doing) go there? He said he didn't want to go to the opponent's house?"

"So unda kada remembered breakfast. Pas open cafe ingredients cuisine does not yet exist. Yes, I crossed for a meal first," I replied reasoned.

"God, excuse. Just say the same taste Mi Bancir Chef Agus."

Checkmate. I don't want to answer his question. Because I was curious.

"Where? It tastes better than pian (you), right?"

"No. It feels like a b."

Prestigious dong if I admit the taste better Mi Bancir Chef Agusta in front of Athiyah.

"Ckckck. Prestigious ya admit that having an opponent is better than having your own?"

Shit, Athiyah knows what I'm thinking. "Do you know the taste of Mi Bancir Chef Agus is more delicious than unda cuisine?"

"Yes, he knows. Ayang Bebebku, often bring the pancir noodles to the house. It feels comfortable liwar banar (very nice). Realai (clear) processed runnep up ICI."

Huff, I let out a pissed breath. Athiyah mengedek my cooking abis-abis. However, the positivity triggers me to do three things. First, make a new menu of pancir noodles in combination with other dishes. Second, taste the taste in the pansirnya noodles. And the third to find out the recipe Mi Bancir Chef Agusta by any means.

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Banjar Language Dictionary

Pian : You (used to the older/more polite.)

Ikam: You (used to be the same age or younger)

Ulun : I (used to be older/more polite)

Unda : Me (rough language for younger people.)

Life: You (Rude language for younger people or the same age.)

Filtering: grumpy or angry

Jar: said

Padahi: tell me

Liwar: outrageous

Banar : really

Kada : No

You : Want

Collar : lazy

Wan : Same

Pang : Yes