My Angel Baby's
Still Safe
...The MAB by VizcaVida...
...|11. Making Cake And Establishing Familiarity|...
...Happy reading...
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Angel had already prepared all the ingredients needed to make a sponge cake like she made her some time ago. Among others wheat flour, sugar, liquid milk, vegetable oil, some white and egg yolk that he had separated earlier, whole eggs, lemon, vanilla, and salt. While on the table there are already several aluminum basins and mixers prepared by Jenita.
“This . . . the way I use when making Sponge cakes. So, there may be a difference in the way other people make it.”
“Not a problem. Later can aunty adjust.”
Angel smiled then took the mixer and basin to stir the egg whites and sugar. With deft hands Angel did that and managed to make Jenita amazed in the heart. While Stefany pay close attention, want to practice at home later. Surely his daughter would love to eat her own homemade cake.
“Tante want to make how many recipes?” angel asked seriously while looking at Jenita for a moment, then returned to lower his gaze because staring at Jenita for too long made him feel self-conscious.
“Three.” answered the mantab, which was carried by Angel, who then rushed to weigh and prepare all the ingredients while giving some information to Jenita and Stefany.
“You ever take a course? How can you make a cake?” jenita asked curiously on the sidelines of the noisy mixer because it uses high speed.
Angel smiled warmly. “No, aunt. I just follow the way of one of the yutuber that I follow.”
Angel's softness and polite demeanor completely hypnotized Jenita. There was a sense of comfort around this girl.
“Whose full name are you?”
Angel was a little surprised when Jenita asked her full name. “Angelica Baby Gisamara Ruble.”
“Wah, lengthen.” said Stefany while helping the little one who had trouble stirring flour with a spoon in his hand. While Jenita nodded without releasing her eyes from the tenacity of Angel's hand that was still holding the mixer.
“This is what I made. You who gave instructions to me.” said Jenita took over the mixer from Angel's hands. “Stefy inget-inget order. Later try to make Rere at home.”
“Iya, mam.”
After that, Angel gave Jenita instructions to start making cake batter. They are already at the core of the activity.
Angel grabs another basin, then gives a polite in front of Jenita. Ask the woman to whisk the whole egg yolk and egg until it dissolves with a manual shaker. Then, Angel helps Jenita insert the wheat flour while holding the filter, starts to lay and shake the filter slowly. While Jenita still do the manual stir as Angel told you until everything is completely mixed.
After that, Angel began to pull other ingredients and tell how to mix all the ingredients into Jenita. The woman was so enthusiastic and confident. And when Jenita and Stefany were busy with the dough, Angel headed to where the oven was and started setting the temperature to 170° Celsius so that later when the dough was ready, they would no longer have to wait for the oven to heat up.
In addition, Angel also began to prepare baking paper that he installed in the baking sheet so that it will be easy to lift when it is mature. He also took another pan and he gave water as a second base.
Angel returns to where Jenita and Stefany are. They look so familiar and fit as a pair of waiting and in-laws. Angel smiled at the interaction.
“How's the dough, brother stefy? Auntie?” ask Angel while checking if the dough has changed color to solid white. “Ah, that is enough.” said Angel when he saw the batter had changed color as he wanted.
In this session, Angel continued to make do'a so that the results were not bad.
He let Jenita pour the cake batter herself into the baking pan, then put it into the oven that has been set with the temperature of the top and bottom heat with the temperature that should be.
“Well, just wait about fifty minutes, and the cake so.” said Angel semringah because the work is done and waiting for results. Hopefully not fail.
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“He's your lover?” ask Robert to know. He was playing PlayStation in the middle room with Louis while waiting for the women to make cakes in the kitchen. Hutama only listened to the talk of his two favorite sons from sitting on a chair.
“Not, brother. She's my secretary at the office.”
Hearing Louis reply, Hutama stopped his heart and brain that was in sync reading the mass media in his hand. He looked at Louis' burly back and turned to the kitchen where Angel and his wife and daughter-in-law and first grandchild were.
“Secretary?”
“Yes. Secretary other than Rita. He usually arranges a schedule and keeps me if there is a visit outside the office.”
“One faith?”
Louis began to dislike being asked about such equality. To him, all beings are the same. He is a creation of God, and deserves to be appreciated.
“Kak, please don't discuss that now. I'm not in the mood.”
“Ah, okay.” replied Robert quickly then, returning focus to the very wide television screen with that thunderous sound.
“If his parents?”
Louis grunted. It's like an interview about to download a ghost.
“Kak, he's just temen. Not a future wife.”
“Who knows later can be a consideration for your heart. Yes no?!” robert's temptation that made Louis threw a fist in one arm of the brother.
“Ngak first. New also temenan.”
Hutama. He knows why Louis did it. His son is still recovering from the end of his heartbreak from Caca.
“Move on lah, deck. Women are not just Caca.” joked Robert who invited Louis wry smile on his lips. “She has one too. Not good ngarep and thinking of people's wives.”
“It's so big brother. But difficult.” whispered Louis while glancing at his papa who looks kepo. “Caca has been lying in the heart.” he continued giggling did not know himself even though his sister had warned.
“Tuh, the kitchen is also beautiful, good too.” again Robert invites joking beloved sister who is heartbroken.
Louis shook his head inexhaustibly seeing this effort of his brother. But Louis remained firm on the stand, for the time being they were just friends. “Oh, the beautiful Stefany? Can you do me?” seductive Louis gets a wide shot from Robert.
Not long after, a single blow landed on Louis' head. Robert did not accept it. “Awas aja if dare!” threatening him with wide-eyed snorting, while Louis laughed wide to make their papa who was behind the backs of his two sons were bobbing their heads. The other one tried, the other was tempting. It's amazing these kids.
“Makanya. Brother, Lou no longer wants to think about it for now. Lou wants to fix yourself first.”
Robert looked at Louis softly, then patted his sister slowly to divert the awkwardness that had suddenly crept between them.
“They are so long yes make her cake?” robert said he attracted Louis to look back at the kitchen.
Suddenly,
“Rebecca pingin has brother.”
Louis and Robert looked at the source of the voice. It turned out to his father who started talking.
“Why see papa kayak like that? Papa bener, right? Poor Rebecca playing alone. He needs a partner to play.”
Robert patted the eel, while Louis grimaced while scratching the nape of his neck that did not itch.
“Papa is old, Lou. You don't want to see papa to your child before papa returns to the Power?”
Louis was at a loss for words.
“Papa also want to see your child. Play with your child too. Try asking your mama, must be the same reason.”
Hutama rarely spoke, but once speaking always made his two sons speechless a thousand languages.
“Maybe that reason doesn't make sense to young people like you, because you've never been a parent like papa and mama. Think again of your words. Papa and mama just want to spend our old age with our children and grandchildren with joy.” []
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Would Louis change his mind after hearing the reason his father had told him?
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Source of the cake: IDN TIMES
