Hijrah the Rebel Girl
Cook it?

Missed copying the porridge. He looked at the bik Yanti.” If you eat the cabenya not bik, usually I mah, just skin, my skin is not sensitive but yes like less thrombisit that bi, less defense, so easily blister if exposed to chili. I also get cold easily. When everyone was often hot I was even cold. I don't know, my body temperature is not as stable. I also find it hard to explain. But obviously I can't get AC or fan, if you get a fever tomorrow, can't get sauce or chili but in recent months I have always dealt with chilli and AC. So yeah like gini.”

Longing to open a little hanshoknya, there are blue marks because the practice was almost raped, but also the skin that splashed red and peeling.” This is because of the splash of dishwashing water, even though it is just splashed. What's more fitting Dicafe is often the use of soap that chemicals are large, so yaa gini bik.” He smiled behind his niqob..

Bik Yanti grimaced to see that kind of hand of Miss. It thought blue-blue was too.” It's really kasian dong. If so you do not need to wash the dishes, let the aunt who deals like that. Later on more severe lo..” He stroked a little horrified at the nostalgic skin.

Miss smile.” Bik. We anterin yuk food. I think it's all collected.”

Bik Yanti nodded. Bik yanti brought fried rice while Rindu brought a porridge that smells amazing making the eyes of all who sit there turn their heads. “Wah Wahh's... It smells really good, cook what bik?” Tanya Nina Habib's mother.

Nayla Habib and her parents have just arrived. Bik Yanti smile.” This is. miss masakin ijo bean porridge, he said well if eaten early in the morning.”

“Ijo bean pulp? Papi dong's favorite. Since your grandmother died, papi never ate porridge. Papi want dong.” Panji girang. He smiled happily when he heard Green bean porridge.

Nayla settles.” Hid.. Search attention.” Her lips.

Lazy longs to wait. He just kept quiet then poured porridge grafted pak Panji .” Mami also want dong..” Sahut Nina girang's.

“Ehm.. I also.” Said Habib glancing at Rindu to put it on his bowl. Miss snuggling and then put alternately.

Nayla who feels defiled makes her growled.” Bik. I want to eat fried rice made by bibik aja.” Said loudly. He scoops the fried rice and puts it on his plate roughly.

Panji's eyes rounded as he felt a faint sensation in his mouth. He blew the heat in his mouth. The porridge was still very hot but Panji had absolutely no intention of stopping to taste it. “En Delicious once.” He nodded like a taster in a TV ad to make Miss hold a smile. “It's almost the same as my mother's porridge. It's just that it's more savory the same creami..”.

“Bene... It's so good to miss. “ Sahut Nina smile. He ate more kamen than Panji.” Where did you learn to cook from?”

Misses who are still standing there actually want to leave, but they invite chatting so yes shut up first.” I did not learn kok ma'am, I used to ummi told me to learn to cook, but I say males.” He chuckles at remembering it.” But still forced to learn, so yes I just see aja ummi I cook, but I remember the ingredients and the way the blinds. This is the first time I created it.”

Missing very honest. Umminya used to always force Miss to learn to cook. But Miss does not like to cook, but umminya always forcing, so miss just silence and then pay attention. Fortunately his brain is smart.

“Emm.. Fried rice bik Yanti yummy benget.kok different from the usual yes bik. The rice is very fragrant, continues to pedes-pedes, the taste of food is restored. Definitely eat fried rice instead of that porridge.” Nayla still does not accept Missing being proud to make her speak loudly and then glanced cynically at Miss like a mortal enemy. But he was honest about the really good cooking of fried rice.

“So I was a little late waking up non, so the cook rice Miss, he cooked it pack what leaves it, pandan leaves or what leaves it, so the rice is already fragrant, keep fitting bibik want to cook ehh nasi gorengnya already masakin same Rindu. so that's cuisine Rindu.” Obviously make Yanti there while putting coffee drinks on the Panji.

Nayla's face flushed. “Not so good. Nay wants to go to kulia..!” He slammed his mouth then glanced at Miss sharply.

“Had eaten first. Later depart.” Tell papa.

“OK. Because papi forced.” Nayla smiled a little. He ate his fried rice again. To be honest he was very hungry, plus the food was very good miss. Ahh, he's shy, but he wants to. Fortunately the papa was sensitive.

Not berkremanusian indeed.

Do you miss being invited to sit or eat?. Can you miss the heartache?

“Ehmm. I want to go to the kitchen first ya buk.” Don't want to answer. It is also not pleasant to ask when they are eating. Let alone see people eating, while he just stood up.

“Jawab first my question.” Nina's still insistent.

Missed to breathe. The fate of Gini's maid is very good. I don't know if I miss the laper too.

Ahhh abii.... Miss is not strong..

“My mother always directed me to learn to cook. He said, whatever our position, but if we can't cook, then we're still at the lowest place. Because what? Because the nature of a waita is in the kitchen. Every woman, it will be a wife and mother someday. It's easy if we have money, leave a message and eat, but unfortunately, the food we buy with food made is different. There's a love spice we put on our food, though, there is our affection we present it to our husband and child and there is a smile on our son and husband say’ Your cooking is delicious’ “ Miss smiling first.

“And therefore, although I do not like to cook, and do not want to learn to cook.but I still pay attention to my mother cooking, because I know. I am a future mother... I do not sincerely the first food that enters the body of my child cooking others, and I also do not sincere if every morning I have to hear if my husband or child praises the food of the maid or the chamusaji chaf that I do not recognize at all... I want my name called and proud by my husband and son later.“ Say Miss smile.” If so, excuse me to go back.” He left without looking around.

He did not realize that Nayla and Nina felt a blow on him. Nina who had never taught and did not allow Nayla to cook was now hit if she was not a good mother. So also with Nayla who never studied and listened to papi and mama. Until it makes a state of silence for a few minutes..

Unlike the state of Habib who smiled his own smile. Ahh, I want to have a miss. He even still eats casually.” If we get married, I'll always eat at home.... Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Happy family later..” His inner. He enjoys porridge and chanting.

Ahhh, he was in a very good mood this morning.

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