Love You Brothers
Season 2: Meet Camer 2

Abel smiled at his parents Excel despite being forced, he hoped that this day would soon pass and he could go home. Just set foot in her parents' home Excel. He did not know after this impression of what his parents got Excel to him.

"Hallo om aunt". Sweepings.

There was a vibrating tone that was not too audible and tried to control Abel with difficulty, even though it was still in his sense of hearing felt once. He even wanted to destroy his own fear.

"Yes". Rita's short answer made Abel feel less like this situation and he reached out with a hand holding a paperbag containing a cake made by Mama Dina.

Although the cake is a new recipe that Mama Dina made but Abel sure all the cuisine of Mama Dina nothing bad. So he definitely gave the cake. "It's a cake for auntie sama om".

When at home, Mama Dian advised not to come empty-handed to the home of prospective in-laws, just consider seeking sympathy at the beginning of knowing. Finally the paper bag he brought changed into the hands of Rita's mother.

"Thank you, you shouldn't have to bother carrying anything". He answered after receiving the cake and immediately Abel felt relieved when only words like that, but he felt appreciated.

"No bother with auntie". Embarrassed answer.

"I'm cooking can you help me ?". Ask the prospective daughter-in-law who was standing in front of him. Maybe for people who do not understand will think it is a regular cooking show.

But Abel knew if it was one form of testing that must be passed, who knows indeed Rita's mother is testing whether Abel can cook or not. Although in the business of cooking he can but with all the pressure he faces, his ability at stake here.

"It could be aunt". The answer and Rita's mother took Abel's hand to step back where the kitchen was located. When walking Abel looked back at Excel, asking if this would be okay ?.

But Excel just waved and smiled as if delivering Abel's departure to hell. Abel could only smile grimacingly in the arms of Rita's mother all the way to the kitchen.

Seen some of the ingredients are still there on the cutting board, It looks like Rita's mom was cooking and her arrival mambuat Rita mami stopped the activity of cutting for a moment to welcome her.

"Helper's coming home so it's just the two of us cooking today". Clearly and Abel nodded, he now understood why from that lonely house, it was only Jimmy and Rita's mom at home.

"What can you cook ?". He asked Abel to wake up from his daydreams that there would be so many foodstuffs there, he was sure that the food he wanted to cook was not small in number.

"Of regular aunt's home cooking". He answered and saw Rita's mother nod faintly.

Abel from childhood asked Mami Dina and also bi Asih to teach her to cook to become a dream wife for her future husband, but he did not think that there are so many types of cuisine in this world while he could only cook Indonesian cuisine.

He thought it would be enough but the important thing that Abel forgot is Excel has long lived abroad and of course also must have been less suitable with local cuisine. He wanted to cry in his heart when he thought about it.

"I help what auntie ?". Ask the future-in-law. He was afraid of being wrong so it was better that he would follow all the instructions of his mother Excel rather than acting alone and it was not even according to his mother's will Excel.

"Please cut the onion". Mami Rita thrust a cutting board and a new knife at Abel also pointed the red onion at him.

Just slicing it should be easy but he forgot that the red hand made him poignant to shed tears, the more resistant it was to shed his tears until Abel rubbed his eyes with his arms many times.

"Lho is crying". Mami Rita wants to shake her head to see Abel crying while slicing a red onion.

It is common knowledge that red onions will make anyone shed tears as if someone were crying. But some people believe if you often slice onions over time will also get used to it and will not cry anymore.

But there are also several types of people who will always shed tears when slicing onions even though they have often cooked and Abel is one of the people who cannot stand red onions if it is too much slicing.

"Sorry aunt". Abel was very embarrassed and wiped his tears with the back of his hand hoping that the annoying and uninvited tears would soon disappear.

"Yes you changed please give cooking oil to the frying pan ya". Abel immediately carried out the order of Rita's mother, taking cooking oil that was in the storage but instead fell, causing a sound so that Rita's mother turned her head.

Abel looked down embarrassed while taking the cooking oil, fortunately the lid is still attached so it does not spill. Just told the trivial Abel was wrong, he was really embarrassed.

"Sorry aunt". His word.

"Jude, it's okay". Although Rita's mom says it's okay but Abel can see the look of a disappointed face engraved there, he feels useless in the kitchen.

Abel's hands clenched, he resisted his nervousness and tried to become a future dream daughter-in-law. Although only local cuisine, Abel is confident and will prove that he deserves to be his wife Excel.

Abel who was cooking in the kitchen contrasted with Excel who was playing chess with his papi. They look serious to each other want to drop the opponent's chess piece while rubbing the beard in a fine sideburn.

"I think they're hard to get along with". Said Jimmy's papi and then shifted his horse to eat the white pawn Excel.

Excel hands outstretched to slide his pawn near the horse and kick the pawn belonging to Jimmy's papi. "I think Mommy and Abel would fit in".

"She looks childish, doesn't seem to fit in with your wife". This time Jimmy's papi shifts the black queen to eat Excel's horse.

"Bapi was wrong, he was very different and even very independent if papi knew him better". Papi Jimmy was too focused until now the castle of Excel had kicked the black queen and managed to corner the king.

"Silver papi lost". A clap on the forehead indicates that the game is over, but the giggling sound of two women they know coming from the inside towards the front, surprised by the sounds that seem familiar to each other.

"You guys done cooking ?". Papi asked them, actually wanting to ask why they seemed familiar but afraid of being disrespectful.

"Yes, do you know that Abel is smart with his cooking". Praise Rita to Abel until the girl blushes, finally he can prove that he is worthy of Excel after a little mistake he made earlier.

They all went to the dining table and tasted all the menus served, most of them local cuisine made by Abel. The girl was hoping to be anxious because now it was her turn to take the heart of the future in-laws.

Excel and Jimmy's papi took the rendang and the asem that Abel made into their plates. Only simple dishes can be found anywhere but even so Abel makes it full of seriousness.

"How ?". Abel asked curiously to Excel who had tasted his cooking.

"Very good". Excel replied with a smile, but Abel still felt uneasy before Jimmy also admitted that the food was delicious and only dared to glance at it without daring to ask.

"What about papi ?". Excel asked because he knew Abel's thoughts were continuing to look at Jimmy's papi with a scared look.

Because Jimmy papi lives abroad more make Abel become anxious because only a short-lived middle-aged man who has not lost his charisma lives in Indonesia. Maybe his tongue no longer matches the Indonesian mass.

Abel saw every movement of meat when entering into the mouth of Jimmy's papi like slow motion, he waited to hear the answer to the results of his cooking.

"It turns out it's good for your cooking too".

And as soon as Abel felt his life back in the body, he was greatly relieved that his efforts paid off with smiles from Excel and from his two future parents-in-law. Just a trivial thing but can make Abel like riding a jet coaster that had fallen and is now on top.

"We have to play here all the time in order to get a recipe".

"Yes aunt". The answer is happy but different from her mom Excel whose facial features turn sour.

"Don't auntie dong, will soon be married you should call mami too". Her request.

"Yes mommy".

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This chapter is 1300 words long so if anyone feels less long, believe me it's just your feelings.

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