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Sometimes we do not need to ask about the feelings given to you by him, but should be able to feel what is reflected by the attitude given by someone to you.
Naomi went into her room, then laid herself on a soft mattress, making her heart feel comfortable. He paid no heed to the last call from Kenzo who fell down from the door he opened.
It's good to be bullied people so don't like nosy people as well now you're rasain deh waist want to poke hand over. His words in the heart.
The next day Naomi woke up early. After performing the dawn prayer, he immediately went down to help the waiter who was at the bottom of cooking breakfast. He was already familiar with some of the maids at Kenzo's house and he never felt uncomfortable at all while chatting with the maid.
"What are we going to cook this morning?" naomi asked the waiter who was in the kitchen.
"Miss does not need to come, let us do the work that has become our duty," said the waiter felt bad because it was too often helped by Naomi.
Naomi smiled but immediately joined in concocting spices that were being prepared by the servants in the kitchen.
"Ok, if you don't want to be helped then I want to make fried rice for myself," Naomi replied casually as she began to do what she wanted, saying, yet in his heart he could not possibly make fried rice just for himself.
"Are Miss Naomi sure you want to make your own fried rice, otherwise let us do it."
The waiter felt less certain because he knew that the Lady of his future wife had just come out of the hospital. She did not want to be scolded for letting the woman ruffle her kitchen.
Naomi seemed to understand what the busy cooks in the kitchen were thinking.
"Mother and Father are calm, I will only use one pan and one sutil." spoke while his hand still sliced the ingredients to make fried rice.
Naomi walked up and opened the refrigerator, she contained some petai boards and began to take out the contents. After that he cut it.
"Loh Non, how does the fried rice use petai?" ask a waiter in the kitchen.
"Hemm, I seem to be in the mood to eat petai this morning, let the smell of the mouth become more fragrant hehehe," said casually without looking at the expressions of the servants who felt astonished.
The waiters in the kitchen could do nothing and he just let whatever his employer's future wife did. They also noticed that Naomi deftly and in just how many minutes the special fried rice petai ala Naomi had finished serving it on the dining table.
After he finished his duties in the kitchen, he immediately went back upstairs to clean himself with a bath and also tidied up his own room.
Mama and Papa Kenzo entered the dining room, they sniffed the tantalizing smell of petai, the husband and wife's nose bloomed to ascertain what they were kissing. When they arrived at the dinner table, they saw petai fried rice that had never been served in his house.
"Waaah, there's petai fried rice. Tumben waitress in this house loading fried rice petai in the morning. It's not unusual, but this morning it was amazing" his father Kenzo said with a happy smile.
A waiter placed a few glasses of orange juice and his interest on the dining table.
"Sorry, Sir. But the fried rice was not the servants who made it, but Miss Naomi who made it," explained the waiter, bowing his head and saying himself back.
"Naomi! Can the girl cook, Ma? It's not that she's a student of Ma's, usually girls these days rarely cook."
Mr. Heriyanto was curious about Naomi's petai fried rice flavor, then he picked up the plate and filled it straight away. He immediately tasted it.
"Mm, it tastes good Ma, Mama should try!" said Mr. Heriyanto while spooning the fried rice to his wife.
"Well, Papa's right, mama let's take it yourself ajalah, not satisfied if only bribed," replied mama Kenzo eagerly joined in turning the plate and fill it with Naomi-style fried rice village.
Without the taste of the couple ate the fried rice that had been painstakingly made by Naomi Wulandari they forgot if the fried rice should be eaten together.
So cool because too enjoy fried rice petai special style prospective daughter-in-law, too, they did not realize that Kenzo was sitting in his chair watching the behavior of his mother and papa who greedily spent all the fried rice in the bowl.
"Same Papa tumben breakfast like people are starving, what is special about fried rice anyway?" asked Kenzo in curiosity.
"Hehehe, hunger yes," said his mother and father simultaneously.
"Yes Mama, look at the bowl is empty leaping unceremoniously, Kenzo will too," said Kenzo with a little soft.
"Astagfirullah yes Papa, there is only a bowl to the tok" said the mother while lifting the bowl into the air.
"Hah .. hehehehe, sory Kenzo, because it's good papa to forget to have children," replied Mr. Heriyanto relaxed with his laughter.
"Father!!" exciting Kenzo compact with the Mama.
Meanwhile, a waiter knocks on Naomi's room door, so she goes downstairs as breakfast is waiting for her.
Naomi immediately followed the waiter's steps towards the dining room on the lower floor. Naomi did not smile at her heart because she was happy, imagining her homemade fried rice would soon be enjoyed by the entire house of her future father-in-law.
After arriving at the dining table, he smiled at everyone who was already sitting neatly in their seats. But there was something strange when he looked at the middle of the dining table.
Where's the fried rice I made? How not there, is it thrown away the same master and mistress have a house? Muttering inwardly with a forced smile, a sorrowful feeling suddenly enveloped his heart.
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