Love for the Mentari

Sambal terasi

This afternoon according to his promise to a house selling agent named Agus, Damar came to the house he would buy. When he got there, Agus had not seen the trunk of his nose. Damar decided to wander around the house himself, his eyes looking around all corners to make sure the house was worth buying.

Suddenly a sweet-faced woman with an elegant appearance descended from the fiery red sports car. This woman seems to be going into the yard of her house. His path stopped when he saw a man standing on his back behind a large tree near the fence. This man was tall, with a striking curve of masculinity. His skin was a bit dark and his hair was black.

"Good day" he said firmly

Damar turned to the sound of "good afternoon ma'am" he replied in a heavy voice and approached.

The woman seemed silent long enough to notice Damar.

"Sorry Mom, I'm here waiting for the real estate agent" he said

She took down her sunglasses and fixed the hair on her forehead and smiled.

"It's my house, I'm here to pick up some of the things left behind. My name is Gia don't wear a mom"

He said to Damar, extending his hand

"I am Damar" he extended his hand to shake his hand

"If you want to look inside, let me just drop by" said Gia look happy

"By Bu .. m. I mean Gia, I don't have to wait for Mr. Agus any longer"

Gia opened the main gate and preceded Damar to enter.

"Yes, this is Gia's private?" Ask Gia

"yes This is my personal property. I sold it because I was tired of living here, and I happen to now have a new place to live closer to where I work"

Damar took out one card from the wallet "this is my business card" he handed the card to Gia

Gia accepted it with a smile, especially after reading Damar's full name.

Gia also took out her business card for Damar. Damar read it at a glance and stored it in a business card wallet.

"The price issue can be discussed really, if I find a suitable buyer I will be happy to release it at the best price" said Gia again, with eyes attached to the face said Damar

"Good day, Mr. Damar, Ms. Gia" the voice of a man shocked them

"Sorry Mr. Damar, I got stuck so a little late"

"It's okay sir, I've also been accompanied by Gia"

Gia's face was radiant when her name was called Damar.

"Sir Agus, I will take Damar around. Later I will tell Pak Agus yes" Gia's face looked sharply at Agus

Agus shuddered at the glint of Bu Gia's sharp eyes. He knew the Gia family well. Several times the Bu Gia family used his services for the property they owned. And he knew very well the habits of judes and light mouth owned by Bu Gia.

"Okay Ma'am, then I leave it to Ms. Gia for today. I am waiting for the next information"

"Ok sir"

"Sir Damar, then we will communicate back by phone only. I say yes sir" Agus said in a polite tone

"well sir, thank you" Damar replied

Agus also left the house

"Please send our sir straight inside" Gia invited Damar to enter first at the main entrance.

Days passed Riri was turning off the laptop and then put it back in the bag. He had asked Bu Widi to buy some vegetables and cut chicken and spices to cook as dinner. Tadi Bu Widi also offered him to help cook, because he was worried when he saw Riri's swollen face. But rejected by Riri because he felt he could still do it himself. Riri longs for healthier and more nutritious home cooking.

Deftly he began to bruise a few pieces of chicken wings with Barbeque seasoning as well as some other additional spices to be roasted later. A few pieces of other chicken thighs will he ungkep to be fried. He worked quickly and cleanly, this was instilled by his parents since he was a teenager. So no wonder for cooking business although its ability is not as great as that but it can still be said to be enough for now.

He always remembered the advice of his mother who said a woman although not too proficient but at least never entered the kitchen, knew spices, cooking utensils, cooking ingredients until he could cook a little home cooking. And this ability said his mother is very useful when he lives alone away from parents and when he has a husband.

I am am amused to think of Mother's advice about having this husband "astaga, what the hell I just thought of" I murmured as I closed my own mouth

I was sauteing slices of chickpeas and carrots when I heard the sound of someone's feet coming into the house.

"Hey, what's the beautiful lady cooking?" there was a soft Sugi voice behind me, he smiled

I turned to him "home cooking, I miss my mother's home cooking"

"Do I need to help you?" He said while putting his bag on the table. He approached and hugged me from behind, then kissed my cheek gently.

"No need to babe, just be done. If you want to buy another one for dinner, just buy it who knows you don't like regular food like this"

"Who said? I'm the only thing that matters is clean and good"

"It's good that I don't dare to be sure, because it's a matter of taste" I replied as I faced her and peeked back at her cheeks on my tiptoes.

"It must be delicious, I'm sure" his eyes looked at me gently

"If the position is like this, I can't even cook" I pretended to frown

"Dad I won't bother you now" she said, peeping at my lips quickly and then taking off her arms

"I think I cooked quite a lot, did you tell Mr. Doni to come by here?"

"No ah, let the old man go home. He is now again checking the car engine in the garage, tomorrow he said he wanted to be taken to the dealer for periodic service"

"Hahaha don't be so, Mr. Doni is so loyal and kind"

I nodded with a smile hearing his answer

"You're the best, my dear" I said, showing my thumb and index finger that formed the curves of the love shape towards him

"Hehehehe" Sugi chuckled at my behavior

"You should shower first, I'll call you when you're done"

"No ah, I'd like to stay here while I see my beautiful girlfriend cook"

"Yes but I don't want to talk, then lost concentration"

"Ok ready Bu Riri" His hand made a gesture of pulling the zipper in front of his mouth.

I smiled at him, then started to get busy with my cooking.

While frying the ingredients for the terasi sambal, suddenly pak Doni appeared from behind the door

"That's good to smell the sambal terasi" he said quickly approached

Sugi's face turned upset "Loh pak Doni why come here? Not going home"

"I was about to go home but suddenly the smell of sambal terasi made me stop by Mr. hehehe" he replied with a chuckle

"Bu Riri cooked for me anyway"

Mr. Doni's face became disappointed "Right Mom? So I'm not part of it"

I saw that the two of them could only shake in astonishment.

"Pak Doni can come to dinner here"

"That said Mrs Riri, can you sir" Mr. Doni's face looked bright again

"Ck!" Sugi glanced sharply at him

Mr. Doni pretended not to see it "I went back to the garage first, Mom, I'll be here again" he said and rushed out

"Father sir" I said as I approached Sugi

"Dong dong smile dear don't frown" I peeked at her neck quickly and returned to the kitchen with a flutter

Sugi smiled his hand intending to reach my body but since I ran quickly he only got wind in his grasp. Sugi then stroked his neck.

When I finished cooking, all the food I put on the table was helped by Sugi. At the right moment Damar has also returned.

"Well, the smell of home cooking!!!" he shouted from behind the door with an excited voice

"Dance, you cook?" He said he rushed to the dining table

"Yes, I miss Mom's cooking"

"Know that I'm coming home early, so I can help you"

"I just want to help you not be loved" Sugi said

"Hahahaha calm down Sam, there is still plenty of time if you want to help him. Help me first, how do I let him not act anymore"

"Hehehe Iyah was right too" Sugi chuckled

"Hhh who's acting? Sanah tell Silvi gebetan your princess to cook sambel terasi first" my grumbling that greeted boisterous laughter from both

"I was almost too late, had started eating apparently" was heard a voice from Mr. Doni who returned from the garage

"Not yet sir, I just want to call Mr. Doni. Let's take a seat over here" I pulled up a chair next to Damar

While eating we chatted about the common and mild things that were happening around us. Laughter filled this house.

"This dinner table feels more alive than usual. My heart feels warm to see this view. There is only ordinary cooking. I didn't expect them to eat greedily, either because there was no other choice or indeed my cooking was to their taste" I murmured inwardly while watching my surroundings

"Eat once Mrs Riri, tomorrow-tomorrow if Bu Riri cook again invite me to eat here again yes! But I request a more spicy sambal than this" exclaimed Mr. Doni

"Had been given free meals still use all requests" said Sugi

"Bu Riri is okay, isn't it Mom?"

"Father sir, thank you for eating here sir, even if so" said I while taking out a large bowl of fruit ice from the refrigerator

"This way is not so much anymore ma'am" replied Mr. Doni

Damar and Mr. Doni helped lift the dirty dishes to take to the sink. While Sugi was busy wiping the table and took some small bowls and spoons.

"Later the plate I helped wash ya ma'am" said Mr. Doni again

"Hahaha Nah that's true" Sugi said with a laugh

Mr. Doni seemed to sneer at Sugi secretly, Damar laughed at the behavior of Mr. Doni next to him

"Later help Mr. Doni, take it easy" Damar said as he sat waiting for Riri to pour ice fruit into a small bowl for him.

Laughter was heard at the dinner table. This time Sugi and Damar told about the cultural shock they experienced and their ignorance when studying abroad.

The night was getting late but their exciting chatter at the dinner table did not seem to be over at all. Under the dining table, Sugi clasped Riri's hand tightly as they chatted. What a wonderful night of fun.