Cat Eyed Girl

Chapters. 25 – Abstinence

Milea stared at how adept the boss was at cutting vegetables. Even he can't be like that. Um, that means yes, Milea can't cook. There is shame in himself, for he alone cannot be as thin as it is in slicing an onion and holding a knife.

"So, you're taking cooking courses?" asked Milea curiously.

"No, why?"

"Can't you be good at it?" milea asked as she looked at the hand movements of Paradise.

"Oh, I used to cook alone in America" Firdaus replied.

"really?? Wow, you're amazing," Milea praised. “Padalaan you are a lot of money, can just buy side dishes, eat at restaurants, or can also rest,” said Milea with a smile showing her teeth.

“Rantian?” firdaus asked by stopping the movement of his hand cutting the carrot.

“Hmm, I don't know?” asked Milea who was answered with a scroll by Paradise.

“That's loh, sir, the business of housewives, where later we order a home-cooked menu, and later the side dish is entered into the bushel. There are three stackings and there are four stackings.depending on how many rows are in the message. Tau?” ask Milea again.

Firdaus seemed to think, then the man shook his head. “Neg. I don't know what kind of taboo it looks like.”

Milea also patted her own body. “Enjoy if you say the same bule that is not bule,” lirih Milea.

“What did you say?” ask Firdaus.

“Hah? Didn't say anything,” said Milea while pulling out her phone and looking for a picture.

Milea got up from her seat and showed Paradise the results of her search.

“This is loh, sir, whose name is rantang.” Milea said while showing her phone.

Firdaus turned to Milea's phone screen and frowned. “That's what?” ask Firdaus.

“Huff ... This is a loh whose name is loud,” said Milea by displaying her neat teeth.

“Rantang?” rework Firdaus again.

“Duh, it's difficult to explain if you don't understand,” sneer Milea and save her phone back.

“Father want me to help cook?” milea asked to switch the conversation.

“Emang can you cook?” ask Firdaus.

“Can.”

“Nice cooking equals instant noodles,” replied Milea with a smile which made Firdaus turn to her.

“rice cook?”

“Hmm, cook rice. You know rice, right?” milea asked as she slightly advanced her body.

“Yes know,” Firdaus replied. “But, in my apartment there is no rice,” he said later.

“Hah? So you haven't eaten rice?” ask Milea.

“Eat, but I've only been here a few days. So, while here, I haven't had any rice cooking at home. You see for yourself if I buy a lot of groceries, it's because I have not stocked it in the refrigerator.” Firdaus told Milea.

“So I eat what dong now?” ask Milea.

“This,” said Firdaus while showing vegetables to be made salad.

“Yes Allah, let me goat what eat grass,” sneer Milea with annoyance.

“This is not grass, but vegetable. Very nice of you,” hiss Firdaus.

“Bapak know the meaning of bego?” ask Milea.

“Tau, that means stupid,” replied Firdaus while stirring vegetables that have been mixed with mayonnaise, pepper, and other friends to make a delicious salad.

“In my eyes it's the same, sir. Green without any other color, yes the name is grass,” sneer Milea.

“You're color blind huh? This cabbage is purple, carrots are orange, can't you see?” firdaus.

“Same, grass,” sneer Milea again.

“This you base. Already, do not want much, just eat this salad, it tastes good, healthy again. Believed

same me,” said Firdaus.

“Males, ah. I eat honey chicken only,” said Milea and walked towards the plastic grocery bag that had not been unloaded by Firdaus and himself earlier.

“What are you looking for?” ask Firdaus.

“Honey chicken,” replied Milea with sparkling eyes while getting what she wanted.