CHEF LOVE

Memories of Arjuna

"Mommy.papa..om Juna!"

"Mommy.papa..om Juna!"

Love calls both her parents and Arjuna.

The girl woke up shocked, and she had been a person many times.

"Astaghfirullah.astaghfirullah..astagfirullahalaadzim...!"

Love rubbed his face roughly.

"Papa.mama..! Love misses you, may you calm down. Aamiin ya Robbal alaamiin." said in Love's heart.

Suddenly the shadow of Arjuna was in the eyes of Love.

"Om Juna, how is he? why do I miss him so much? I wish I could meet Om Juna as soon as possible." said Love in his heart.

Love got up from her bed and stepped out of her room. The girl steps towards the kitchen and she makes warm tea for herself.

"What a weird thing, why suddenly think about om Juna?" ask in the heart of love.

"Om Juna, handsome and kind. He always fails in his love. Why ya?" muttered in the heart of Love who had finished making her warm tea drink and she walked over to sit on the chair that was on the dining table.

"Eh, why am I suddenly thinking about Om Juna huh? hm....!" muttered in the heart of Love who remembered the memories with the young man who was three years older than him.

Finished finishing her drink, Love returned to her room. And she returned to her body in bed, and slowly her eyes closed and Love returned to her dream.

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As he slept in his sleep,

suddenly the door to his room knocked.

"Tokk...misc...tokk...!!"

"Assalamu'alaikum...!"

Greetings of a man whose voice is known by Love.

"Italian..!"

Reply to Love who then opens the door to her room.

"Om Juna, what's wrong?" ask the curious love.

"What's Om bothering you?" asked Arjuna who looked at all the corners of the room, just in case his nephew was bothered

"No Om, Love is not doing anything.!" love by smiling.

"I just want to teach you a little martial arts, to take care of yourself. Because Om isn't always around you!" said Arjuna who was welcomed very well by Love.

"May Om, Love will and Love will not be a spoiled and crybaby girl again" said Love.

"Then before that you should know that Pencak Silat is the art of Nusantara martial arts" Arjuna said before starting training.

"Yes, Love has read it" said love.

"The first basic technique in the sport of pencak silat is the technique of horses. This technique serves to maintain the balance of the body to attack and defend. The trick is to put your foot on the ground. Named horses because the position of a person's feet in doing this technique is like the position of the feet of people who ride on horses." explained Arjuna.

Then Cinta learned a lot about silat in Arjuna Dwi Setya.

Until the morning before, and the voice of Adhan Fajr reverberated in every mosque around the house of Love.

"Om Juna, you should pray first. Before the time for dawn prayer runs out" said Cinta.

"Oiya, thank you lovely niece!" arjuna Goda.

"Now not beautiful anymore!" the word Love that holds his right cheek.

"Eh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to insult you!" said Arjuna, holding the hand of love, to apologize.

"It's okay Om, Love understands!" say love while smiling.

"Yes, shower and pray!" said Arjuna while rubbing the rough head of Love.

"Of Juna...!" love is a little upset.

Arjuna simply commented a smile and stepped onto his feet towards the bathroom.

While Cinta made up her bed and room.

"I want to make an omlet for Juna! surely he is happy and enthusiastic in competing later." said Love in heart.

Love then walked out of her room and headed to the kitchen.

While in the kitchen there were already two maids who were busy cooking.

"Good morning bi!" greetings of love when you are in the kitchen.

"Non Love what do you want in the kitchen?" ask one of the family servants of Love.

"You make Omlet bi, you make Om Juna. Are there any eggs?'" tanya Cinta who then takes the baking sheet and shuffles the eggs.

"There's still Non, I'll get it" said another aunty who then opened the fridge and took four raw eggs.

"The eggs are less non-non?" ask the maid who took the egg for Love.

"That's enough, just for Juna!" love said while breaking the egg with agility.

"Tumben, is there a special non?" ask the love maid who is cooking.

"Om Juna will match, hopefully Omlet made by love can make the spirit of Om Juna compete" said Cinta with a smile.

The two maids smiled.

Then Cinta starts cooking Omlet to give the spirit that will compete.

"Hmmm...! it smells so good. Definitely delicious..!" said the servants.

"Thank you! Who used to donk.." exclaimed Love and the three of them simultaneously said..

"Chef Love!"

"Well.ha..ha..!"

Because of Love, the atmosphere in the kitchen became crowded.

"What's so much?" ask someone who just came.

"Of Juna!" love is surprised when Arjuna is in the kitchen.

"What are you doing Love?" ask the curious Arjuna.

"Make something special for Om Juna!" reply Cinta while giving a plate of Omlet that has been given a saos garrison and celery leaves.

"Thank you my niece who cooks!" said Arjuna who received the love-made Omlet on that plate.

"Yes Om, this Omlet Love is made especially for Om. In order to Om spirit in the match later. Om's Spirit!' exclaim Love.

"Om Juna will remember always. Eat yes, hungry!" said Arjuna who then sat on the dining table chair.

Love takes her omlet and she catches up with Arjuna to the dinner table.

And they both had breakfast together.

"Welcome, Mr. Juna and non-Love!" greet a servant aunt who put one glass of white milk beside Arjuna and one glass of chocolate milk next to Love.

"Thank you bi" replied Arjuna.

"Thank you my dear aunt!" say Love while smiling.

"Non Love could be" said the maid's aunt who replied with a smile.

"Karena papa dan mama sudah tidak ada, kalianlah yang aku sayang!" ucap Cinta yang sekali lagi mengulas senyum, berusaha untuk tabah

"Thank you Love, let's eat again!" arjuna said while showing Omlet on his spoon.

"Yes, um.!" say Love while nodding.

The two of them then finished their breakfast while commenting on their smiles.

"Om Juna, you are so kind" muttered in the heart of Love who was smiling to herself when she saw Arjuna.

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"Om, um Juna....! Um, um Juna...!"

Love continues to deliriously call the name Arjuna Dwi Setya.

Suddenly someone knocked on the door and called out the name Love.

"Tok.tok...mu...!"

"Cin...Love!" call an old woman who is none other than Grandma Asih with her worry.

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