Handsome Chef Heart Enthusiasts

Chapter XX (Yoga Pratama)

I am not surprised if lately Chef Agusta Wimala fans are increasing. Followers on Instagram alone have reached 100K, even though they just created an Instagram account six months ago. He is indeed a figure to be idolized. Have a diligent nature of charity, never forget to be grateful, high manners, friendly to everyone and the most admired of him is that he loves the land of birth. 

I knew Chef Agusta around 2008, when he first attended university in Malang. Yes, we even live one campus. People used to call us with ‘kembar siam’ because where there is Chef Agusta there must always be me. I smiled to myself when I remembered the good times.  

I thought once he was crowned as the runner up of the biggest competition in Indonesia held by one of the private television he would forget me. I'm just a dust grain for society. Just imagine 2 years of graduating from college never getting a permanent job. I've always been in debt to make ends meet at a stall near the cost. It made the mothers throw cynical gazes as soon as I passed in front of her house. 

Who would have thought in 2012 that the goddess fortuna was approaching me. Chef Agusta offered me a job as his manager. Waw, I never dreamed of being an artist manager at all. Of course, the offer was immediately accepted without a second thought. One side I feel bad for Chef Agus because I think negatively about him.

Being an artist manager is not as easy as I imagined. In 2012, Chef Agusta's schedule was crowded so that from morning until morning again I had to follow wherever he went. My sleep time was only 2-3 hours. But effort will not betray results. Three months ago precisely in early January 2017 I managed to establish a dream house in my homeland of Yogyakarta. 

The dream house I built was in the form of a Joglo. What is Joglo? Joglo is the name for the traditional house of Central Java. Like the love nature of Chef Agusta's birthplace is contagious in me. Not many know this traditional house of Central Java directly intersects with noble values. So, Joglo is not just a dwelling. More than that, it is a symbol. My skeleton is soko guru. There are four main pillars that become the main buffer of the house. These main pillars are respectively, west-north-south and east.

If this house is described in detail again then it consists of several parts, namely pendhopo, pringgitan, and also omah dalem/omah njero. What is meant by pendhopo is the usual part of Joglo to entertain guests. Pringgitan itself is part of the common living room used to receive guests closer. Meanwhile, omah dalem/omah djero room where the family usually chat.

Cool is my home? Just so you know, although the Joglo house is recognized as the traditional house of Central Java, but not all people in Central Java have this house. Wh why? Because even though it looks quite simple, but the complexity of raw materials and manufacturing makes the process of building Jogja time-consuming is also a bountiful cost.

Tell me now that you're unhappy

 I have your body but not your heart

You don't have to lie, you want to.

Kurela, you're with her, so you're happy

My sense of hearing captured the melodious strains of Armada – song Asal Kau Bahagia. I remember very well, the song was set to ringtone phone calls on HP. HP where is HP? Kurogoh shirt pocket to pants pocket I never found the existence of that thing. My eyes turned to the dining table. The thing I'm looking for is right there. Hurry to the dining table.

It says an unknown number. My feeling is that the number is the number of the person who will give Chef Agusta a job in April. To make sure I shifted the green phone icon to the red sign to answer the call.

“Assalamaicum. I'm Yoga Pratama, manager Agusta Wimala. Can I help you?” This is my main sentence if I receive a call.

“Waalaikumsalam, Pak Yoga's. My name is Irene. My intention is to call you with the intention of inviting Chef Agus to be a judge at an event held by my office on April 5. Can ya?”

 The deg!

My guess is correct. What do I have to answer? I'm shuffling frustrating hair. Because of the silly idea of exchanging professions, I was the one who had to bear the dizziness. 

 “Actually there is a way anyway to be able to thwart their silly idea of exchanging professions.”

Suddenly the words girl eyes belo, curly blonde hair wavy bottom, two weeks ago back ringing in my ears. Did I just take the offer from mom on this phone? But if I accept it turns out Adeena's plan failed who's the indemnity? My money's up to build Joglo's house.

“Halo, Mr Yoga. How's diem? Can Chef Agus be a judge at the event held by my office on April 5?”

The question from my mother across the phone rattled me from a long daydream. “Mother, I will ask Chef Agusnya first? If he has given an answer, I will let you know again.”

Adeena oh Adeena where are you going? Twelve o'clock in the afternoon he did not show his nose, but he had promised to my house at nine o'clock exactly. The goal came to the house wanting to submit several Agatha novels as well as take Chef Agus's recipe book. What makes me wait for his arrival is that I want to ask how far he has gone to carry out his plan to thwart the ridiculous idea of exchanging professions Agatha and chef Agusta.

Teng.. teng .

My house has no bells in the house. There are only bells like in the old school Elementary School. Be anti-mainstream. I rushed towards the main door, making sure who was coming?

Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. The figure of the conscious woman I was waiting for was now in plain sight. “Adeena, where the hell are you going this new clock coming? You promised to come to my house at nine in the morning.” I nagged him longxlebarxtall.

“Sorry, I had business first. Wh why? I'm a big miss, is it the same with me?” she asked while smiling her sweet smile. I returned that smile with a sour face. He's obnoxious. At a time like this he can still make jokes.

“Ya has entered.”

After he walked into my house, I let him sit in the new rattan chair. His eyes glared at the entire corner of Jogloku's house. “Wuih, your house is really cool. Definitely ngabisin kocek a lot to build a model gini.”

“Alhamdulillah, hard work as Chef manager for six years.”

“You're good, so an only child. Not like me, five years as a manager Tatha boro-boro deh can wake up home, buy a car just can not.” His face turned cloudy.

“Eh, what are your efforts in thwarting the silly idea of exchanging Agatha and chef Agusta professions?”

“So far I've done 80%.”

“Loh, how new is 80%? It should be 100%.”

“You want me to do 20% now?”

“Itya. When else to try? Tomorrow they officially exchange profession.”

“Belah, bentar.”

Adeena was seen opening a sling bag of light blue. Shortly thereafter, he launched the perfect selfie smartphone. The smartphone is placed in the ear. “Halo, Ma'am Inu. I was told Agatha that from tomorrow printing is a month off. But take it easy, Mbak Inu's salary for one month is still paid. I'll transfer ya.”

Two minutes later Adeena ended the conversation by phone.

“Den, who did you call?” many wonder.

“Mbak Inu, one of the important employees in Agatha printing. If Mbak Inu holiday Tatha who used to replace the work of Mbak Inu. Automatic he will cancel the silly idea of exchanging professions with chef Agusta.”

I smiled with satisfaction at Adeena's words just now. Suddenly a sense of wonder spread in the corner of my heart. She is a deft and resourceful female figure, suitable for being a future wife. Eits, I'm thinking slut. For six months now I have had a woman's name that matches my wife. Unfortunately, she is not Adeena. 

That means from tomorrow I don't have to bother thinking about answers for people who give jobs to Chef Agusta in April.