In A Match With a Sucks CEO
episode 31
"oh miss wants to cook, do not miss in the kitchen already there is BI Ratna with the other servants kok, just wait, dona is here as his wife Mr. Fikri, lasa missus have to cook"said one of the waiters forbid orange to cook out of respect, with a friendly smile...
"hehehehe aunty can be, no papa kok BI even I am very happy to be able to cook in this house, and aunt Bibi all here is very good as orange, even I am happy to be able to cook in this house,allow orange to cook breakfast this morning BI orange please"say orange smile while pleading...
the waiter, who saw orange begging to cook for breakfast this morning, felt heartless and unpleasant...
*a Allah this miss orange is very good, it is beautiful, humble, cook again, Mr. Fikri is very lucky to be married to this miss orange, this orange lady is very sincerely*said the waiter praising the orange in the heart...
"bi, auntie even dreamt, whatever, can orange cook, can BI mother Goddess would not be angry really" said orange called the waiter by begging to cook...
"yeh yes miss, it's already not papa, yes miss can cook kok, definitely later miss deh deh deh delicious cuisine heh" replied the waiter smiled allowing orange to cook...
"aibi can aja, actually BI, thank you very much BI, later if aunt wants her orange cooking later orange for her food that much so that everyone here can feel orange cuisine, later if you want her orange food,yes even though it is not good hehe"p orange with a happy smile finally allowed to cook...
"yes miss the same, yes thank you loh non, aunty can later taste the cuisine of the lady, it must be the cuisine of the lady must be delicious dong, people whose cooking is also beautiful like this miss"said the waiter smiled kindly, praising the orange, to the point that his orange cheeks were flushed with embarrassment, praised excessively by the waiter...
"aibi can aja aja aja,jingga so ashamed of this, he already then orange to the kitchen first yes want to cook the same BI Ratna" said orange with a smile...
"oh yes miss please, I also have a job that still needs to be done" the waiter replied with a smile...
orange also immediately breezed to go to the kitchen to cook, and arrived in the kitchen it turns out that there was already BI Ratna with other service servants are in order...
"asalamualaikum all" said orange greeting the servants and BI Ratna who was in the kitchen...
"waalaikumsalam" said everyone simultaneously...
BI Ratna then turned to Jingah...
"loh my dear lady why go to the kitchen this morning, do you need something let auntie get it" BI Ratna smiled as she lowered her head respectfully to orange...
"yes aunt, so you don't need anything, so come here because orange wants to cook for breakfast this morning, help aunty and help everything, can BI"said orange smiling while holding his hand BI Ratna...
"jeez, miss, this lady is very good, no papa non let aunty just cook, dona wait aja, or sit there in the chair, he said,later his hand miss injured again like that aunty did not have the heart to squirm, right now miss has become his wife Mr. Fikri" replied BI Ratna smiling while returning the grip of orange hands...
"ihh this aunt is like anyone, even though now orange has become his wife Fikri, it can not be anything orange cooking, kayak at that time, even though it was,already aunt do not have to worry yes now orange will heart cook, can yes BI, if not allowed to cook, so later will be angry"say orange with a face made to make sad and angry...
BI Ratna also saw orange talk so and it looks very sad if it is forbidden to cook, BI Ratna so bad, and feel sorry as orange...
"yes already, aunty may be in miss orange cooking, but must be careful yes not to be hurt again" said BI Ratna with a smile, and orange to cook...
"yes aunty will be orange heart of heart coch, thank you BI" said orange with a happy smile finally orange can be cooked too...
"yes miss orange is beautiful, this hona is good, beautiful, cook again" BI Ratna praised to orange...
while those who are praised instead look down embarrassed with cheeks that have been reddened like boiled shrimp...
"this aunt can be aja, so it will be embarrassed" said orange shy...
"already ah BI let's start cooking it" said orange...
"uhhh ayok non, do you need aunty to help?"ask BI Ratna...
"no need to help mom take the ingredients" replied orange with a smile...
"oh yes not ready" BI Ratna said...
"what do we cook for?"ask BI Ratna...
"emmmhhh cook fried rice only BI, so what else is BI?"answer the confused orange by tapping his finger to the chin...
"oh yes non, Mr. Fikri was very fond of eating chicken soy sauce" replied BI Ratna informed...
"ohh so Fikri likes chicken soy sauce?"ask back the orange who just knew that Fikri apparently liked chicken soy sauce cooking...
"yes, miss, Mr. Fikri is very fond of soy sauce chicken" replied BI Ratna...
"yes then we cook fried rice, chicken soy sauce, and cook the others aja BI" said orange with a smile...
"yes non aunty ngikutja, whatever is cooked by the lady will certainly be delicious" BI Ratna said praising orange...
"auntie can aja" said orange with a shy smile...
jinga and bi Ratna started cooking for breakfast this morning...
an hour later, the two of them in the kitchen were finally finished...
while Fikri in his room was still not awake, then Fikri started to blink his eyes because of the bright light coming through the window...
slowly the fikri began to open his eyes...
"hoooaamm..."Fikri also yawned while stretching his hands and stretching his muscles, then Fikri was slowly sitting...
"it's early in the morning" said Fikri who looked out the window was already bright...
Fikri also saw his blanket and pillow that was covered with orange last night turned out to be neat...
"the girl woke up first, and where was the girl, what was she downstairs?"asked Fikri who saw no orange in his room...
"i'd rather take a shower first, then I'll go downstairs for breakfast" Fikri said as she got up from her seat and wanted to step into the bathroom...
suddenly Fikri saw there was a work shirt that had been prepared as orange, on his bed...
