Patience Love Mr. Ustadz

Patience Love Mr. Ustadz
32. FIRST CUISINE


--- In the house of Mansur and Risma -----


During the 3 months of marriage, Risma could only clean the house and make tea or coffee. Every morning Risma and Mansur always breakfast Nasi Pecel Mak Endang in front of his house. Risma was bored with rice pecel, she wanted to cook but Risma since childhood had never cooked, she had never cooked, even the food that Risma made for the first time since marriage is fruit rujak and even then Risma just cut the fruit and the spice is made by Windi. In the refrigerator there are food ingredients, but Mansur who cook it while Risma only serve it on the tomb table


Today Risma wants to try cooking in the kitchen. In the refrigerator, Risma found 8 pieces of chicken meat. Risma immediately had the idea to make fried chicken KFC-style flour that she imagined was very good.


When Risma took out the chicken meat in the refrigerator, she was confused where to start processing the chicken pieces. Risma opened her phone and searched how to make fried chicken.


"hmm.ok first the chicken is smeared with this spice, continues in the case of flour and fried" grumbled Risma look at her phone and demonstrate how to make fried chicken


30 Minutes later, Risma finished cooking and served it at the dinner table. Risma hopes Mansur will love the cuisine...


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In the living room Mansur and Hakim are discussing evaluating learning in TPQ which has just run 2 meetings. Risma suddenly came to call Mansur and Judge for dinner.


"mas mansur..hakim.ayo we eat" asked Risma.


"lho ris, mas is not yet cooked" replied Mansur


"it's okay mas, let's go to the dining room" said Risma


"take a risma cook ya" asked the Judge


Risma just smiled and left Mansur and the Judge who was still in the guest room. A smile from Risma's gesture made Mansur and Hakim believe that Risma had finished cooking. Mansur finally took the judge to the dining room.


Arriving at the dining room Mansur and Hakim sat down to see fried chicken flour on the table. Mansur today feels himself dreaming of eating his wife's cooking for the first time. The judge also could not believe seeing his brother-in-law was able to cook. Without the aba Mansur and the Judge ate the meal. Risma who still makes iced tea in the kitchen is not poured by her husband and sister-in-law.


When Mansur and Hakim ate his first fried chicken, he suddenly threw his forehead and closed his eyes because they felt the taste of fried chicken flour made by Risma has a strange taste different


"mas, the meat is alot mas and also tastes sweet yes mas, fried chicken is anything sweet" said Hakik


"ssstt..then say if it feels right, let's not be sad, this is the first time he cooks, it's forced" whispered Mansur


"Huwekkkk" Judge's voice vomited as he forced the fried chicken flour into his mouth


"Just go there to the bathroom" Mansur whispered in annoyance.


Risma who had just finished making iced tea towards the dining table sped up her net upon hearing the voice of the Judge who seemed to be vomiting. Arriving at the dinner table.


"no.mas don't listen, the judge again kebelet only" replied Mansur.


"Where do I taste my cooking?" ask Risma


"hmmm.enak" Mansur answered lying to his wife


"eat again dong mas, I also want to eat it" asked Risma


"Don't, I ate it all" replied Mansur


"Haha.mas really greedy anyway, there are still many mas there are 5 pieces for mas, I take just one" said Risma


Mansur just smiled forcefully and resignedly saw Risma about to eat her fried chicken. Risma crowed fried chicken flour for him alot and sweet taste dudiram mutukutuya


"Huwekkkk" Risma's voice vomited


"it's a drink" Mansur said, giving a drink


"this fake gold chicken is still not ripe, but I wonder the same sweet taste I to the kitchen bentar mas" said Risma rose from her seat running towards the kitchen


Mansur followed Risma to the kitchen and saw Risma crying. Mansur approached Risma without asking to calm down and embrace his wife.


"ris, it's okay, sorry, yes" said Mansur


"i was very careless mas, it was not salt that I sowed but sugar hiks.." said Risma.


"Here, it's okay, this is first.when you cook, mas still proud of you, don't be sad, tomorrow we cook together how?" persuade Mansur


"yes, I will learn again" replied Risma


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