Forced Flow of Life
Tempeh Gosongs
"Mak, which container to put the temple on, Mak?" nisa said without looking at Bu Tin one bit. He was busy with frying.
"Find yourself Nis, on the plate rack!" said mamak who was busy mengolek sambal lombok ijo.
"Yahh, Mak, but it will be later if I stay can be scorched this temple."
"The candle used to be the fire, just keep taking it for yourself!"
"Yes yes, Mommy." With a lethargic face, Nisa picked up the plate on the plate rack. Previously he had reduced the fire stove in accordance with his mammoth recommendations.
Nisa wants to take one plate, but she blurted it when the phone in her pocket rang. He checked his phone. Video calls from his two best friends are seen on his phone screen. Nisa pressed the green phone button.
"Hi!" Nisa waved her hand.
"Nis going to the market tonight?" ask Okta to the point. Coincidentally tonight is Saturday Night, so that tomorrow they will not be bad luck even though they go home late.
"Who is Ta, Rin?"
"Yes we, Nis," replied Rindang.
Nisa thought for a moment. "Can't you go to the night market?"
"Anyone, Nis?"
"Sama Okta, same Rindang. Can you, Mom?"
"Come, just be careful!"
"Okay Mak!" said Nisa, Okta, and Rindang together. Bu Tin's voice was also heard by Okta and Rindang.
Nisa and her two best friends continued their video call with a light chat. There was a strange smell in Nisa's nose.
"Mommy, smell something, don't you, Mom?" nisa said while sniffing her nose.
Ms. Tin sniffed. He also smells the same as Nisa.
"Temp!!" nisa and Bu Tin together.
Nisa instantly turned off the video call with her two best friends. He ran over to his fried tempeh which had turned black. Fortunately, the fire did not burn.
"Yahh my temple." Nisa raised the tempe that had been charred. He was very fond of his favorite fried tempe.
Bu Tin's sarcastic speech made Nisa smile at him.
"Sorry, Mom, not intentionally." Nisa's not feeling well has made one of their dinner menus scorched.
Bu Tin sighed. "Next time don't repeat, Nis."
"Yes, Mommy."
"Remember! If it's cooking, keep the phone in. Turn one off. If you want to pick up the phone, turn off the stove first. If you want to finish the cooking first, turn off the phone, and give understanding to him who called you. If it burns up, it's dangerous, Nis." A long, wide wejangan came out of Bu Tin's mouth.
"Yes yes, Mama. I was sorry!" Nisa's face pouted because she felt cornered even though she had apologized.
"Yes, I'm sorry. But mamak also just reminded me not to repeat it later," said Bu Tin gave understanding to Nisa.
"Yes, Mommy" said Nisa. The lethargic look was very noticeable on Nisa's face. Ms. Tin can't bear to see it.
"Easy! Take the new selonjor tempe. Season the tempeh continues to be fried all over Nis. Mamak wants to take a shower first" said Bu Tin while closing the sauce with a hood. Then it passed leaving Nisa there alone.
"Yes, Mommy."
"Haihh gegara over time VC (video call ) nih, my temple became empty."
Nisa's deadlocked is unclear as she cuts thin on the new tempe. The sound of a meeting between a knife with a wooden cutting board sounded quite loud.
"The sincere, the Deck, the cooking. Ntar gosong again the temple!" said someone from behind who was accompanied by the sound of crisp laughter from him. He wants to get some water in the kitchen. He knows the tragedy of the scorching tempeh that has not happened long ago.
Nisa had already memorized that voice. Who else would not have mocked Nisa if not Setyo? Nisa rolled her eyes lazily.
"Diem is a napa, Mas? I knew his brother's distress was still being waged. Not funny!" Nisa is getting upset because of Setyo. But that is Setyo. He laughed even more when he saw Nisa's sour face.
Nisa doesn't pay attention to Setyo's teasing anymore. He continued to do his cooking activities again, to quickly finish and he could rest. While Setyo walked to the terrace of his house, to enjoy the twilight at that time.
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Hi haii all, has anyone ever experienced anything like Nisa ever experienced? Haha
Happy reading all 💕💕
