Married To Chef Jutek

Bolu Steamed

Arjuna cursed himself again. He took off his embrace on Melati and kept his distance.

"You, who are patient" he said flatly. Arjuna raised his hand and patted Melati's head.

The girl kept crying. Arjuna suddenly thought how to make the girl stop crying.

"Hey, bacteria, can you cook?" ask Arjuna suddenly. Jasmine wiped away her tears, those round eyes were now staring at Arjuna full of question marks.

'Is this guy not sane? My heart is sad, why would he ask such a thing?'

"Why look at me like that? Did you say anything?" Melati.

"I'm hungry!"

"I'll get you some food downstairs, sir." Just now the girl was about to stand up Arjuna pulled his hand until he sat back down.

"I don't want to cook flowers, I want you to cook."

"But .. My cooking is not tasty, sir."

"You dare to refuse?" Arjuna glared at his wife, the girl lowered her head while wiping away the rest of her tears.

"All right, I'll try sir. What do you want to eat?"

"I want cake!"

"Sir, it's late."

"Can't you make it? So stupid!"

"I've helped a neighbor several times to make sponge cake in the village, sir. I think I can."

"Then, let's go to the kitchen. I want to see you cook that cake."

Arjuna got up first and went to the kitchen, Melati followed Arjuna's footsteps from behind. Previously Melati grabbed an instant hijab hanging behind the door of the room.

Arriving at the kitchen Arjuna sat on the dining table chair, his legs crossed, his hands folded on his chest. He noticed jasmine preparing the ingredients to make the cake. It appears jasmine takes some eggs, butter, oil meal, wheat, chocolate and so forth.

"Sir, please don't be angry if this cake is not delicious. Please be advised, at home we never cook cakes, even if making cakes is an ordinary cake made of tubers."

"Hurry up!"

Jasmine nodded, she broke the egg into a white-colored bowl, the bowl was special for shaking the ingredients with a mixer. Then Jasmine inserts the cake softener, sugar and begins to shake it with a mixer.

"What do you want to do?"

"If in the village we used to call it a steamed sponge, sir."

"steamed bull?" Arjuna's eyebrows raised one.

"Yes." Yeah." Melati came back with her busyness.

Arjuna kept watching the girl.

"If you want to make a steamed sponge, it has to be thick to trace the shuffle."

Melati was silent, but her ears were listening. Arjuna walked over, took one egg in hand and played it while watching Melati.

Melati finished shuffling her dough. Like Arjuna's command he shuffled the dough until it was fully inflated. He took the melted butter that had been cooled and flour. Then put it into the bowl of dough.

"Hey, get in the flour a little bit, here before it's inserted I want to see first." Arjuna looked at the front of the flour pack.

"Group, listen to me. It's high protein flour. This flour is specifically for making bread, if you want to make a steamed sponge cake that you said earlier, use medium-quality flour." Arjuna walked up and picked up the other flour on the furniture, then placed it in front of Melati.

"This flour cake. It's medium quality flour. If you use that flour." Arjuna pointed at the other flour. "That's low quality flour, special for making pastries. So make no mistake. Remember that always."

"Yes, Sir." Jasmine takes the flour given by Arjuna.

Arjuna continued to long nyerocos sheets explaining the right dose for baking, although Melati was still busy, but her ears listened carefully.

"Ahh, you bacteria! That's not how you stir the flour." Melati. Arjuna took the spatula from Melati's hand, then practiced the way to stir properly. "Return like this. You have to stir it this way." Melati.

The girl took back the spatula that Arjuna had given her. The man sat back on the dining table. He glanced at the clock on his wrist. The clock shows at 01:30 p.m. Jasmine put the dough in a baking sheet that has been coated with baking paper and butter. Then steam.

"Cube for 45 minutes." Arjuna's orders.

After 50 minutes.

"Master, it's cooking. Didn't you say hungry?" Melati wakes Arjuna by patting him on the shoulder. Arjuna blinked, he fell asleep at the dinner table.

"Oh yeah, where's the cake?"

"Delati gives the cake that has been cut into pieces."

Arjuna took one and then put his feathers in.

"Sorry, sir if it's not good."

"Not too bad, just too sweet. I don't like sweet."

"Sorry, Sir."

"Yes, I'm full of eating one slice of your cake. Now go to sleep, stop crying."

"Yes, Sir."

They go up. Arjuna hopes that, by keeping Melati busy making cakes, he can momentarily forget his sadness. If he is tired after making a cake, of course his body will need a break, hopefully immediately asleep when he gets to the top.

***

Melati was shocked not dumbfounded when she saw the clock on the wall. He looked up at the bed Arjuna was no longer there. He remembered after the morning prayer Melati had returned to the room, his intention was to change the hijab that was wet because it was exposed to the morning water. But he even overslept.

[Grass, today you didn't bring me breakfast, you even slept on the couch. If I get hit by Magh, you have to take responsibility!]

Slightly trembling Melati typed a reply message for Arjuna.

[Master, sorry. I fell asleep after dawn. It wasn't intentional, it seemed, because last night we stayed up in the kitchen, making my eyes uncontrollable.] Send.

[So you blame me?]

Melati's eyes closed.

'Ah, you stone head! Why would he want to have a cake for the night?'

[It's not like that, sir.] Send.

[In that case, I will not forgive you if I get sick.]

[Sir, don't pray like that. You can have breakfast outside.] Send.

[You have dared to rule, food outside many is unhealthy.]

[I'm sorry, sir.] Send.

There's no reply. Jasmine up and down. His head was a little dizzy from lack of sleep last night.

***

On set Arjuna more daydreaming. Even his fellow chefs were at a loss to see his behavior.

"Master, it's time to go back to filming." Gilsa. Arjuna stepped gontai towards the location. Two of his friends were already standing at the front, it was time to give an assessment to the new chefs who entered the competition.

After chef Dino delivered the greeting, chef Mariska called one of the competition participants. Her name was Tri Purnama, the slender sweet girl brought her cooking forward, then placed it on the table, in front of the senior chefs.

Arjuna took a step forward, he noticed the Muffin made by the girl named Tri. Arjuna looked at the girl.

"You're stirring it over time, aren't you?" asked Arjuna with sharp eyes.

"I .. Yes chef."

"You have to remember, Muffin, if she keeps stirring later, she can take it, what is this?" Arjuna pressed the top of the Muffin with a small spoon available. "Just look at it I don't have the taste to eat it."

"I'm sorry, Chef." The girl named Tri looked down inside.

Melati who saw the TV show was silent, maybe if Arjuna treated her like that last night she could cry all night. In addition to knowing the truth that his mother is not a real mother, he must also accept the spicy words of Arjuna. It's a good thing that Arjuna was nice enough last night, so Melati wasn't too tormented.

***

After the dance practice Melati saw Aunt Dinda sitting in the back garden. The girl ventured to approach the woman who hated her so much.

"Tante ... "greet Melati.

"Dark, hi!" Aunt Dinda looked clumsy at the arrival of Melati.

"May I, sit down?"

"Oh, please."

"Where's the goddess, Auntie?"

"He's out with some friends."

"Oh, uh Auntie, may I ask you something?"

"Please ... "

"Tante, I heard, Dewi is a Bachelor of Economics graduate. Why didn't the Goddess try to work? It's nothing, Auntie. If I become a Goddess of course I want to feel how to have my own income and determined to make a aunt happy. I'm just a Junior High graduate who wants to work in an office, unfortunately can't."

"What, you graduate from Junior High?"

Melati smiled sincerely while nodding.

"That's why I was amazed when Mr. Arjuna decided to marry me, what was special in me."

Aunt Dinda took a deep breath. "Arjuna, you know, Arjuna used to have a lover named Jelita."

'Is it possible to photograph the woman in the album in white?' Melati asked herself in her heart.

"Then, why don't they marry Auntie?"

"Jelita, getting pregnant at their wedding is approaching its second week."

"What's? Is that Arjuna's son?"

"It was not Arjuna's son, after which the family broke the deal, and the marriage was annulled."

"How are you doing now Auntie?"

"Hadn't it been a long time Aunt hasn't heard from him."

'What, I'm just a runaway?'

"Dear, aunt apologizes for being mean to you, but now Aunt fully supports your relationship with Arjuna. Now Auntie knows, you're the right girl for her."

Melati smiled thinly.

"Thank you Auntie, but, my marriage and Master's is not like marriage in general. Maybe Master just pityes me, or there are other reasons. I don't know ... "

"Whatever it is, Auntie wishes one day you could really be together. Aunt wishes you both happiness." Aunt Dinda clasped Melati's hand. They both smile. The grudge and hate that had been lost in his pendamannya already.