The Noodle In Love
11. Nonexistent

We enjoyed the meatballs at the dinner table for a long time. No more conversations after that. Each one is quite busy with the contents of the bowl that makes you not want to stop eating. Until this bowl was clean and Rushqi's voice sounded.

"You're willing,,?" ask him while pointing at another pack of meatballs on the table.

It's true that Rush really likes meatballs like me. The food is delicious and not boring.

"Gotong royong?" manya smile. Rush nodded which also widely smiled.

Now, it was Rush who executed the meatball pack into his bowl. And move some of it into my bowl.

"Why not a vegetarian like your dad?" my many. Remember the principle of Mr. Harjo who is a vegetarian, only eat vegetables and all processed vegetables. Not fish and meat, or any other animal.

"Wind it too, but change it, if it's old," Rush smiled broadly at me.

"Of course, mine's a little bit. I don't want my stomach to be big" I rebuked as Rush split more than I wanted.

"You live a diligent sport. Your stomach won't be fat." Rushqi ended the division. Because my hands are busy trying to pull away from my bowl.

"But this is going to sleep. Tomorrow is not necessarily remember, let alone time," I said to the facts.

"And I'm not used to sports."My welcome.

This is true. Since working in this city, with a huge pile of labor, which will be very tired afterwards, sports are no longer a priority for me.

"Have a workout. Now you're single, not feeling. Later if you already have children, then your body will stretch. Easy to store fat. Because the muscles in the body are not trained to be tight," Rush explained so brightly. I admit that his theory is correct.

"Yes, mas. Thanks enlightenment. Actually your mother also provides a sports field in front of the room. No less" I said smiling. Remember the sports that I almost never touch.

"Yes, that's special for you. For the child kos. We will not use it. The second floor is already there" Rush said.

"Yes, mas" I nodded.

There is also a roomy place in the middle of the second floor terrace. Mother Cost often I see light exercise there. Play youtube from a tablet with a sound aerobics that is dispersed. His voice reached my room.

"But, are your delayed vegetarians not the same as a delayed sport?" usikku intentionally. Want to know his opinion.

"Everything, Ling. Rather than not, the term is just detok. Vegetarians are only a minority. Another thing with sports, the majority of the problems are there" Rush said without seeing me. I was silent no longer arguing.

Our chatter around fitness has come to a halt. Rush started to focus on the bowl, and so did I. We started scooping the second keloter meatballs in this bowl quickly. Although I think it's better at the first keloter that still feels warm hot.

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Rush was watering the plants when I got home from work in the afternoon at three o'clock. Not at seven as usual. Because Sunday, production only runs the machine up to eight hours of work only. The man looked up and approached me.

"Assalamu'alaikum," I said to him who was now stopped in front of me.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. You over time?" asked Rush frowning at me.

"Yes. We are only two people.," I explained after nodding. I didn't see each other at the dinner table this morning. Last night we met.

"Rest." Rush moved my chin so I could pass.

"Excuse me" I said to Rush. Which greeted a nod of the head by him. I left him with a hose of water in his hand.

"Corn,,! There's a salad at the dinner table for you,,!" rush exclaimed before my feet swerved to the side of his house.

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Although not wanting to eat, it is not legal if after work, absolutely do not greet the kitchen for a moment. Moreover, there is a message from the host child if there is a salad for me. I don't know what salad means.

"Ling, this is Ling,,!" bu Yanti's exclamation welcomed me when I just passed the kitchen door. My feet are approaching quickly.

"What's up, ma'am?" ask me while taking drinking water in the glass from the pot. It feels thirsty.

"Here, buy the same salad as Rush. Oh, you know, Ling.." Bu Yanti raised her right thumb at me.

"Mr Yanti has eaten?" ask me while sitting on the dining table chair.

"Already, Ling. Mas Rush buy four, all can," Bu Yanti while going to the sink. Wash some carrot sticks in the shower.

"But only one is not the same. He said, got you a strawberry topping.." Bu Yanti while looking at me.

I just nod. Although inwardly a little excited, mine was specially distinguished. Although I don't know what Rush means don't equalize everything.

This fruit salad tastes delicious. Wanted to know where Rush bought it. The cheese is abundant and it feels very satisfied. Moreover, Bu Yanti had to save a while in the refrigeration closet. Immediately so fit and not an outrageous cold.

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It's been a week now getting rations in the night. During this time also me and Rush no longer meet. Because, the man was flown by the company to participate in a seminar on the island of Java across. In a very large instant noodle company in the city of Surabaya, East Java. Accompanying Mr. Sung spent a week there.

Two QC guys are in the night. Me and Mbak Ita. I keep the back end, mbak Ita keep packing. Soup room is not open at night.

My work is not so light, but it can also be a burden to replace. Miss Yong couldn't possibly let us feel a little loose and relaxed.

The burden of that replacement is while making AV oil in the lab. I have to do it every two hours and also on time. And the result I must leave immediately to bang Nurlahi. The back end supervisor who also looks after the night like me.

"Bang Faruuuq, you know,,,!" I gently seduce the back end leader. Faruq turned my head then looked at the tray and the barrel of oil I was carrying. His face looked lazy but smiling. I approached her place standing near the mixer ladder.

"Take it yourself, Ling. It's your duty," Faruq refused while pretending to be stern.

"Purpose a high AV," I threatened without further ado.

"Just put," said bang Faruq sounding resigned.

"Thank you, yeah bang." I'll immediately put the tray on the stairs.

Taking very hot oil from the giant tubes in each line has been resolved. Faruq has no power to refuse. The threat of high AV, is a scary thing that threatens his calm. After all, draining and exchanging oil was a very hard job for him. Even if the original QC wrote a result with fat content over the limit, Faruq was helpless.

Vice versa. If the back end people get along with QC, any spec outs detected by QC, can be discussed together easily. That's so...

My leg passed towards grinding to create the initial data record earlier tonight. The pitch-black space in grinding suddenly wanted me to control it a little correctly. Turn on all lights until they are bright. Grinding no night entry. His men had come home from five o'clock in the afternoon.

Two rats seem to run away to see me. This is common to me. Feel relieved if the mouse is scared and runs away from me. Imagine if the rat is not afraid and it is approaching, I am the one who will be hysterically afraid like a possessed person.

As I thought. They'd think the QC was just sleeping forever. Though once upon a time it is necessary to open the eyes also for the sake of making a high light for their negligence. One of the three warning letters I'm obliged to publish tonight.

Ginger, turmeric and galangal that were scattered on the washing floor I have photographed several times with my cellphone camera. I'm ready to print on the printer in the QC ofice lab. As a high light participant in a warning letter I made for grinding room tonight.

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