MY FAT WIFE

Chicken curry

By late afternoon the residence of Mr. Darma seemed all residents were relaxed in their own way, there was a Mr. Darma and Mr. Wiro who coffee in the backyard, there are 2 mothers and 1 young girl chatting in the family room.

" Yes he said Dila also likes to cook and is a good cake maker as well, so there are reports from the office that now the cafeteria is crowded because employees are rarely served outside." Miss Lasmi said.

" Hee is also because of the hard work of other canteen employees ma'am, they are also good at and deftly manage the kitchen." Said Dila humbly.

" If Dila is indeed from childhood already a hobby of cooking buu, because he is the oldest child so he often cooks for his younger brother when I live to go to work. And at school he prefers to major in gourmet." Madam Rohmah told her firstborn.

" Dila is like I was when I was a kid, I also love to cook and want to go to school as well, but my parents did not allow me to take that major because they wanted me to become a doctor like my father, even though my mind wanted to make a culinary business so I wanted to go to school. But I had to obey their wishes even though I didn't like them, I became a doctor at the time but after getting married and having children I decided to stop and want to focus on my family and then channel the hobby of cooking only for the family." Story of Lasmi.

" Previously sorry if I was sassy ma'am, Now why did Miss Lasmi not continue the mind of the mother to open a culinary business?" Madam Rohmah asked.

"Actually I would love to carry it out but no one is supportive, My husband is already very busy with his company and furniture business. While Dewi has a patent to become a doctor because of the blood of his grandfather. If Abi actually he wants to help me but he prefers western and Chinese cuisine while I want Nusantara cuisine with cake. I had to give up again." Said Miss Lasmi smiling.

" It's okay mom, maybe it hasn't been treated the same way God for mothers to run a culinary business." Mrs Rohmah was polite.

" Yes ma'am but one day if there is anyone who helps me God willing I will do." Said Miss Lasmi again.

A moment of silence and they enjoyed the tea served by the assistants of Lasmi's mother.

" Oh yes Dila, how about you help me in the kitchen, can you?" Miss Lasmi said later.

" Of course, ma'am, I'll be happy to help you." Dila answered with a cheerful smile.

Then the two women of different generations walked to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Dinner time came, the two families in one house had gathered at the large dining table. Many of the menus available there are like food depots.

" Wow a lot of food menu ma'am, evocative of all tastes." Said Mr. Darma.

" This is all Dila loo yah who cooks, already rich chef aja if cooking." Miss Lasmi praised Dila.

" Dila just helped a little bit ." Dila was a little embarrassed.

" Abi you have to taste the cuisine Dila loo kak, surely later you like the same Indonesian cuisine." Miss Lasmi told her son.

Abi smiled at his mother.

" Slow buu." Inner Abi.

Dila was just smiling while taking a deep breath until she saw the nose of the kempis hearing the words of Miss Lasmi.

The meal was finished, they also gathered in the family room before Mr. Wiro returned home.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mr. Wiro said goodbye and this time delivered by the driver, before that the aupir drove Dila first to the boarding.

***

In the morning at the office as usual Dila had done her job.

I don't know why today he looks a little lazy than usual.

The lunch menu was finished by the staff.

Now Dila was the one who prepared lunch for her ward.

" Dut what do you want to cook again, instead of uda is all right?" Ask Riska who knows Dila will cook again.

" Make Abi Ris sir." Reply Dila a little lazy.

" Haa for Abi sir? how could he ask you to have lunch? " Riska gasped at Dila's reply.

" Haduuh the story is long and wide Deh Ris, males I if nyeritanainnya now."

" Lha continues why use cooking again will just take the cooked."

" Abi sir doesn't want Ris, he wants to be cooked by himself.."

At lunchtime, all the employees went to the cafeteria to fill their stomachs, and their minds were squeezed from the morning.

Likewise Dila, he was preparing to deliver food to his warder. Trays that already contain food complete with snacks and a glass of water did not forget he brought.

Arriving in front of the room Abhimanyu, Dila met with Beautiful secretary of the wadir.

" It's beautiful afternoon, the wadir is inside?" Sapa Dila on Indah who will go to the cafeteria.

" Oh there's Dut inside the same Mr. Arman, there's a need for you to be the same wadir." Tanya Indah who glanced at Innate Dila.

" It's just about to eat the food order of Mr. Wadir."

Dila just shrugged her shoulders as if she didn't know why her wadir asked her to eat.

" Dut I told you first." Kata Indah again while lifting the handle tlfon in front of him and about to call the person in the room.

"Yes." Yeah." The person in the room.

" Sir, the food order has arrived."

" I haven't ordered Ndah's food."

" Said Dila pes......"

" Oh yes tell me to come in Ndah." Abi immediately said he heard Dila's name because he forgot to ask Dila to prepare lunch for one week.

The phone was closed and Beautiful invited Dila in and opened the door for her.

" Want to put where the food pack is?"

" Put it on the couch table!" Answer Abi.

Arman asked since when his boss ordered food in the cafeteria.

" What menu do you have?" Abi asked Dila as he walked closer to the sofa and sat his body there.

" Kare chicken sir, either snack putu mayang and drink ice tucker." Terang Dila's.

" It's chicken with coconut milk, right?"

" Yes sir."

" What is this broth made of?"

" Use a mixture of coconut milk with java sugar."

" And this ice-strokes if there's no wrong food, too, huh?"

" Yes sir there is."

" You want to make me cholesterol... haa..? all the coconut." Abi said to Dila rather high-pitched.

"Well yeah why all the coconut milk, just realized." Mumbles Dila in the heart.

" I'm sorry sir, I didn't realize it was all coconut milk." Answer Dila honestly without sin.

" Can ya? Are you cooking while you are unconscious?"

Dila just heard the grin without knowing what to answer, and indeed a little lazy to respond to the words of his warder.

"Yes you can go!" Tell Abi next.

Dila also immediately went away before his wadir changed his mind.

" It's a good thing not to be asked to change the menu, can bother his business."

Arman's sharp eyes grinned at his boss who was facing the food. As if there were a lot of questions there.

" I'm just gonna have lunch at Man's office." Said Abi As if aware of Arman's gaze full of probing.

" It's not usually the boss, and actually since when do you like the same Indo cuisine." Arman's question was finally answered.

" I was surprised by people, yesterday I prefer western food at the bother of trying this try it and now I start to want to try Indo food people are also bothered."

" It's only natural that you see strange things keep asking."

" Basic netijen, kepo, weird where my people eat chicken curry instead of chicken tiren."

" I'm paak iyee." Aware of not succeeding in scraping the info more than his boss, Arman also prefers silence. " I'll go out first sir."

" You don't want to eat chicken curry first Man?" Ask Abhimanyu who managed to make his aspirant upset.

Immediately Arman's eyes sparkled to hear his boss's offer and wanted to confirm it.

" Eh don't ding, the fat stingy chicken is just given a piece, you eat the ice!" Said Abi again.

" I'm Cold sir." Arman replied exasperatedly and immediately turned towards the door and stepped out.

Abi seemed to laugh at her aspressive behavior. Not waiting long Abi immediately eat the dishes that are already available at the table.