Intan, Tomboy Girl

Chapter .10. Fried Rice Egg Ceplok

Intan selects one menu only along with the drinks all. He chose the most affordable menu at the cafe. Although what he saw the cheapest ranged from Rp 100,000.00.

"Didiih, expensive very well? this can make you buy 10 kg of mother rice," he said in his heart. While looking at one by one the menu list with wide eyes.

The waiter hid his smile, even though it was already unbearable.

But for the sake of his current job he had to hold back his laughter. Who wouldn't want to laugh at the silliness of the woman in front of him right now.

"Yes?" Ask Zaky.

"Lord. I pointed to the writers" replied Intan.

"I didn't listen to you talk?" Zaky asked again

"Yes, I was just pointing, not talking about Zak," Intan was tired of talking to the man.

"Yes, the menu is the same as my girlfriend!" Zaky said, making Intan wide in shock at Zacky's words just now.

"Eh what, say it again? Where's the boyfriend from?" Speak Intan with sewot. Feeling her pride being trampled on because of Zaki's unsettling words.

"What's wrong, embarrassed to have a boyfriend like me?" Zaky purposely humiliated him in front of the writers.

"You guys please wait for the order yes I'm sorry first" said the waiters leaving the man and woman clashing.

After some distance from them the writers took off his laughter, until the kitchen friends saw him as a new madman.

"Eh Zaky, if you're joking don't like that dong way, for example throwing stones at dogs continue to be pursued at that time, don't be shy I'm like now gini dong. Want to put where my face is now in front of the waiters?" Intan puckered his mouth forward.

"You're not happy to be my boyfriend, for example. Heheh," Zaky giggled at Intan.

"Inget yes, we're just friends! Can't be more than that!" Warning from Intan by pointing at Zaky's nose. Zaky followed his finger to the cross of his eye.

"This is the order, ladies and gentlemen," the writers said, putting two plates and two iced teas on his desk. Zaky looked at him in surprise.

"Lho! What the fuck is this, Ma'am, who ordered fried rice just use a ceplok gini egg?" Zaky felt humiliated.

"Indeed, ladies and gentlemen, this message is this" the writers asserted.

"What did you order, Intan?" Zaky didn't believe it.

"Yes that's right," The incumbent replied without shame.

Zaky sighed for a while, and exhaled.

"Basar girly so-genesis, time to the expensive cafe menu in the pick of egg side dishes ceplok, mendingan had stopped by the mbok stall Darmi aja, after all the same cuisine," Zaky muttered nonstop. Covering his face with both hands.

"Are you talking about me in your heart?" Intan amplifies the sound.

"Bas Demit, how can you listen to my heart, heheheh," Zaky still sat him down, and giggled at Intan.

Intan was still glaring at him deeply, like wanting to kill him right now.

"Tuh, right. You talked again. Why are you so bad, huh?" Intan said with a cynical look. Haven't touched the food on his desk

"Ih, this kid. Do you have a seventh sense? Until he could hear the voice of his heart," Zaky shook his head.

"Eh Zaky, if you want to talk, say it. What the hell did I do just now?" Threaten Intan.

"Who is talking to you anyway, so girls don't have to be smart!" Zaki is no less cynical with diamond speech.

"Udah ah, I'm hungry quarrel followed later only now we eat first my stomach was rattled," asked Zaky directly to take a spoon and fork on the plate.

"Eh, it must be completed right now Zak!" Intan.

"It's back again, say I'm uda laper, from morning not yet breakfast," explained Zaky.

"Yes, we'll continue later, I'll kill you if you say bad to me!"intan pointed at Zaky's nose with his finger.

Zaky threw Intan's hand aside.

"I want to eat, you shut up and eat!" Zaky didn't care about Intan's look at him.

"Other times, if invited to eat people so look for a good menu. Free mumbling!" Zaky.

"Well, who knows you don't bring much money, I just feel sorry for you, Zaky. If it does bring money, pity is also money that is the result of your mother's request," explained plain Intan.

"Have it, if you didn't know you were cuddled!" Riding his motorcycle, their conversation continued.

"Yes home,"...

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The next day, Intan wants to go out again. In his mother's camp.

"Where are you going, Intan?" Minah pursed her lips. With hands out of waist.

"Eh, Mommy. Why do you like to live my life now, Mom?" Intan.

Misbah listened to Intan speak a high tone to his wife, he approached and angered Intan.

"Why can't you be polite to your mother, Diamond!" Shouted Misbah

"Mom now likes to manage my life, Dad," Intan talks to her father.

"You from now on, listen to your mother's words!" Misbah Command.

"I've been listening, Dad, but mom forbids me to come out!" Said Intan again.

"Yes you just listen, but you don't obey" Misbah grumbled.

"If I can't go out, what should I do at home, Dad?"

"You helped me cook and get some at home!" Ask Minah.

"I can't do housework, Mom. I'm not ordinary," his whine.

"Now help mom in the kitchen first!" Minah dragged Intan's hand into the kitchen behind the house.

Arriving in the kitchen, Intan was given a knife by his mother,

"It! You're chopping that vegetable right now!" By thrusting chickpeas and carrots in front of him.

"This diapain?" Intan muttered with a scratch of his hair because he was confused.

With makeshift skill he cut into pieces as good as his heart, without equating the shape.

Minah who was currently chopping onions looked at him in annoyance, and approached him.

"Pardon Intan, you just cut like a gini!"

"Let's watch mom, cut it long like this, then cut it small as a match" Minah gave an example.

"Can you?" Tanyanya.

"Yes, Mom, let me try again, yeah," Intan tries to be patient with the job she doesn't like the most, which is cooking.

From ancient times, Intan never entered the kitchen. Haha.

With a little slowly he was finally able to cut the carrot.

"Yey, I can Ma!" Shouted Intan.

At high speed Intan cut all the carrots, and accidentally hit his finger.

"Ouch!" Intan screams in pain. Because the blood was pouring so hard from his index finger

"Duh Intan, what can you be careful of? Why did it hit your hand?" Minah immediately poked her finger, and took out the plaster and the wound obt.

"Udah, let me continue on my own" said Minah.

Gina came out of the kitchen happy.

"Yes, you can escape!" Mumbled.

Unbeknownst to Minah and Misbah she has left the house.

"Cone, Intan!" Looking for him but it's gone.

"Bas with this child" Minah stroked her chest.