LOVE FOR AMOR
KNOW HUSBAND'S FAVORITE CUISINE

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"What's the mama cooking?" moya asked the mother-in-law slowly. Moya approached the mother and uwak who were in the kitchen.

"Mother cooks nothing at all. This is all Uwak on making Palembang cuisine. So Mother just eat," said Hermien. 

"What's Bun cooking?" Amora noticed everything. She doesn't want to go blind from her husband's cooking.

"They make catfish soup and pindang patin. Earlier, all patin shopping in large quantities so make two menus with the basic ingredients of catfish."

"Indeed if in Palembang most like catin Bun fish?"

"It's not just patin. All kinds of fish. It just so happened that today we were shopping for catfish."

"Abangmu also likes catfish, only he likes fried patin flour or baked.  He's a master cook really," continued Hermien.

"I can't cook anything" said Moya lirih.

"Don't like to be so low. I know you are good at cooking. Your mommy told me since Junior High you started jumping into your own kitchen without being told to" Dava said from behind Moya. Dava hugged his wife's waist and put his chin on Moya's shoulder.

"This is me who is just a crumb of the kitchen" said Moya.

Dava was of course anxious to listen to his wife's words like that. He ruffled the top of his wife's head.

"Oh yes Wak, how is the outline of the processing?" Moya hears all the recipes called uwak without taking notes. He immediately remembered in his brain.

"I only know patin goreng doang," said Moya.

"Fried and then cook again in a non-stick pan without oil, then flush with soy sauce later as burned. That was yes," said a uwak.

"Oh that?" Moya asked in disbelief.

"It's just like that. In addition to good patin digininin tuh bawal tawal and goldfish also delicious."

"So it's fried and then put it in a non-stick pan without oil?" Moya made sure of what he heard.

"Wow I want to try ah Bun tomorrow." Moya was curious to try the unburned "*fish.

"I like it best" said Moya.

"Teach me to make a good cake dong Wak." Pinta Moya is curious.

"Are you able to make the bricks?" ask a uwak.

"Not really, but at least I can feel it. You can search from google. But have opened some recipes, have not found the secret of a good shop," replied Moya without shame.

"I've made a shop like a tutorial several times, but less delicious."

"Uwak did not expect you are diligent cook usually *children as you age* it likes to be rah-hura aja."

"I'm not a child by Wa," Moya protested sulking with his uppercut.

"Oh yes, I mean Uwak, *woman of your age*." The uwak also read his words.

"It's not all the same. Mommy was a rich kid from childhood, but in her family there was never a birthday. It's like that."

"We have to humble. Everyone should be able to cook since SD even men. I was taught mommy to take responsibility for one family's meal every Sunday."

"So every Sunday since Elementary School, lunch is my responsibility."

"You can cook anything, no one can help me cook. I have to take responsibility myself. Uwak can shadow me at the protest by daddy: *it seems like the menu today must be vegetable soup and tempe fried Mom*, so the satire of daddy at that time."

"Why do you say that?" Ask Hermien curiously.

"Because every Sunday I can only cook vegetable soup and fried tempeh until they memorized. Since then I have continued to learn to cook vegetables, vegetable lodeh, stir-fry and others."

"Learning and learning always without a doubt I try. Then SMP without being told I've jumped into the kitchen."

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