Handsome Chef Heart Enthusiasts
Chapter III (Naura Khairunnisa)

Today the cafe is quiet, so close early.

Special Promo

New menu. Mi Bancir Katsu's.

Only Rp. 17,000,- can get a bundle with Ice Orange.

Present during August at outlets :

- Curtains : Jl. Brigadier General Hasan Basri. Ruko. 7

Brand-new : Jl. Eastern Panglimabatur. Ruko. 40.

Every day (Eating on the spot).

My heart is hot to see the promotion on Instagram account @miebancir_khasbanjar. Damn, my idea to collaborate with other menus was preceded by Chef Agusta. True said people, if you have an idea it is directly execution. Don't delay, people will be stabbed.

Okay, I can't lose. I tried internet quacks to find new recipes and can be collaborated with mi bancir. However, unfortunately thirty minutes passed by and not a single dish was fitting. Even open Instagtam, also do not find a new menu.

"Arrrgh .. I have to create a new menu to not lose to the Mi Bancir Chef Agusta stalls," I scolded while shuffling hair in frustration.

"Oh, so Rafly wants a vacation to Banjar while working on it? Wow, that's fine. Really, are you taking ngerepotin? If so, I ask to buy Bandeng Presto Semarang aja gin."

From the room came the voice of Mama who was not chatting with whom. For sure when I heard the word 'Bandeng Presto' the light bulb in my brain immediately lit up. I finally found a new menu.

I snatched the jacket because I wanted to go to the supermarket to find new menu ingredients in the cafe tomorrow. It should be Athiyah's job shopping, but the cafe just closed. It's not good to have Athiyah work again. Even though his working hours are still four hours away. Who knows now he's busy keeping his brother at home. If I can do it myself, why do I have to tell people?

I'm out of the room. Suddenly, my mother approached me. "Eh, where are you going? True rapture."

"You go to the supermarket, Ma. Make tomorrow's menu shopping at the cafe."

"Athiyah Same?"

"Sawak. (alone) Just returned home from work, when Athiyah was told to work again? Who knows, wahini (now) Athiyah is busy keeping her adek at home."

"Yes already. Be careful on the road."

...***...

The new menu I mean is Mi Bancir Bandeng. Bandengnya itself is only fried using flour and smeared with lime juice, garlic and coriander.

After an hour of cooking Bandeng Prestonya, it finally ripened as well. Nowadays, cooking cooked instead of tasting is even photographed first. Then posted on Instagram @kafenaura_masakankhasbanjar.

I wrote with the caption, 'The new menu in our cafe is Mi Bancir Bandeng. Special price Rp. 15,000,- if buy 2 free 1 serving. Promo valid until 16 September 2020'

"The "harumnya iwak Bandeng. Who cooked the bandeng?" Athiyah just came straight away.

"Well, the life banar (your banget) came. Try life rasa'i (you taste) new menu that is not processed. Mi Bancir Bandeng."

Athiyah tasted the new menu I made. His expression was melek. Either because it's too good or it's angry.

"Where? Yummy?" I made sure of Athiyah.

"Crazy, this is the most delicious cuisine that pian (you make). Jar Chef Bona and maknyusss."

My confidence has increased drastically. I believe 100% of this new menu is able to beat the new menu mi bancir warung front. Chef Naura is fighting!

...***...

Reality is not in accordance with expectations. Until the afternoon, no visitors came to the cafe.

"No one came, the stalls across the increasingly rame," chirped Gina, waiters at this cafe. His words made the heart hotter.

I glanced at Athiyah. "Eh, Athiyya. Who unda (me) told you last night was alive (you) did balum?"

"c .. anu ... It's already." Athiyah answered my words. I'm sure he's lying.

He did not reject my request, but I knew his religious knowledge was strong. There was no way he could do any cunning. It was wrong of me to tell him too. You should just ask other employees. Yes already. There's another way.

I got up from my seat. Then get out of the cafe. An hour later I came to bring a lot of promo brochures related to the new menu and toa borrowed proceeds in the not far from this cafe.

Athiyah was astonished to see me. "Jeez, what's this for the mosque?"

"Make life wake up." I know the Athiyah was *****. Nempel pillow slightly direct molor. "Yes for the promo," I continued again.

Gina, Siti and Athiyah also approached me. "Task Siti and Gina spread this promo brochure. While unda (aku) and Athiyah koar-koar on the road. If this succeeds in creating a new menu of ludes, you can even get a daily bonus."

"Horee."

Hearing the bonus they are immediately happy. Dehumanised. "Enterprise for us (all)."

We are doing our own job.

"City ... Gentlemen, Mothers, Mas, Adek or anyone else, in Cafe Naura there is a new menu. The new menu in our cafe is Mi Bancir Bandeng. Special price is only fifteen thousand. If buy two free one portion. Can be brought home. Promo valid until 16 September 2020!" I shouted the spirit of promotion.

In a matter of about fifteen minutes, one by one people came. Even the one from Chef Agusta's stall moved into this cafe. Yes, succeeded. Glad my heart.

...***...

At 21:00

Although not as many as the front stall, but quite today the new menu ludes 35 servings. Return the capital to give bonuses to employees who have gone home first. Me and Athiyah are closing the cafe.

Suddenly I saw the car stop at the front stall. It was Chef Agusta's car. Two days the stall was open, only this time to see the owner directly. I went there and made an approach. Who knows, they might get the recipe.

"Came, Athiyah. The life of aja gin (you ajalah) who closed the cafe. Unda (me) has an impromptu affair."

I carefully walked to the front cafe.

"Night, Chef Agusta. How are you?" sapaku friendly.

The guy I was trying to turn his body around. Then I looked at me with a surprised look. "Loh, Chef Naura. How can it be here? Want to eat at my shop?"

"Oh, no thanks. Just want to fuck. My cafe's in front." I pointed to my cafe.

"Well, I didn't think we were neighbors. I'll stop by there sometime. I want to leave first, I want to meet with the team."

Shit, he didn't throw me out. "Wait, can I have a WA no? Who knows we could share a recipe."

"Can. My WA number is 085654910277."

I quickly typed the number on the device. After that, I repeated the number he said making sure no numbers were left behind. "Yup, that's the number."

I kept the number with the contact name 'Sucks Cook'

I tried to miscall Chef Agusta's number. Right, the gawai sounded. "Well, that's my number. Save yes. I'll go home first. Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

...***...

At 24:00

I have prayed isya, cleaned the body, and intolerance on the island of Kapok. The bedtime ritual is read-read chat in Whatsapp group. Nothing seems interesting.

Check Chef Agusta's number. There's the inscription 'Booker Sucks Online' I tried to chat him.

Me : Hello, Chef Agusta. Not sleeping?

Cooks Sucks : New nyampe house nih. Write another recipe.

Me : Wow, same dong. How about we share with each other. I nanya dong, the recipe for pian pian pian (which you make) is what? It was comfortable liwar.

Cooks Sucks: Well, I can just praise. What's your recipe for a pussy?

Shit, he's back. Smart he is not as easy as it leaked the secret of the recipe. Failing, finding out directly through the person means that I have to find Chef Agusta's recipe another way. Get in the stall. But how do you get in there?

...***...

Banjar language dictionary

Scarecrow: alone

Wahini: now

Ading : Brother