My Love Is Stupid's

Chapter 38's

"You're not sleeping?" Ask the mother who woke up hearing voices from the kitchen.

"Sorry,ma. Mama is awake. Tomorrow's the last day. If I haven't been able to cook anything Antonio can accept, I'm gonna lose my job." Fara began to take the spaghetti and put it in a hot pot.

Mama turned off the stove suddenly. "Rest. You won't make the food you want if you don't rest."

Fara protest. "But, ma. Tomorrow's the deadline."

Mama nodded. "Mama knows. You need to rest. What are you afraid of anyway? Are you afraid of losing your job? Is that the problem? You've saved up quite a lot over the past two years. Mama thinks you can start the college you want. Even if you get fired, there's plenty of other options you can make." "It's not so ma," said Fara sadly. "I'm not afraid of being fired." "Then what's the problem?" Ask the confused mom.

"If I fail tomorrow, I don't know if I can still learn to cook." Fara looked at Mama desperately. "I admire Antonio as a great pasta chef. If he says I'm not talented, how can I continue to study in this field?"

"Fara, cooking should be fun for you" continued the wise mama. "Mama remembers the first time you cooked for Mama. Now, mama doesn't see the look on your happy face again every time you cook. You've made fun things a workload. I want to see the smile of my daughter cooking. Now rest. Let's wake up tomorrow with a fresh body. And who knows, you could get a good idea for your cooking."

My mother's words were very hard on Fara's heart. Mama was right. Fara had already forgotten how pleasant feeling she got while cooking. Fara cleaned the kitchen, then went to her bedroom.

At her bedroom table, Fara opened Niko's handwriting once again. DON'T SURRENDER. Fara smiled. (I'm not giving up).

When her head touched the pillow, Fara fell asleep.

 

Fara woke up with a light heart. The clock is 07:30. Molly doesn't try cooking anymore. He even does his homework. Washing clothes, drying, cleaning the living room, and mopping the floor. At exactly ten, he left for his workplace. As usual, the restaurant is empty. He looked at his workplace for two years while taking a deep breath.

Then, his feet stepped into the kitchen, where all the food was made. He smiled, then started cooking. During cooking he smiled happily. He did not care that the food he cooked would be the last dish in this restaurant.  He doesn't care today he'll lose his job. He is currently concentrating on his cooking. Mama's right. I haven't been happy while cooking for a long time. Today he felt it again.

Today Fara does not cook for Antonio. He cooked for himself. Half an hour later, his homemade spaghetti was already on the plate and was about to be tasted by his boss.

"It looks good" said Maya from behind Fara.

Fara smiled at Maya. "Thank you, ma'am, I'd like to thank you for all the help he's had over the years."

"You said it like you wanted to say goodbye." Maya looked at Fara. While working for him, Fara was one of his favorite men. And Maya is sad to lose Fara.

"I don't know if I can still survive in this restaurant, but I want to know that I appreciate all the help mbak mbak so far." Fara took the remaining spaghetti from her pancake and prepared a new serving for Maya. "Try, maybe this is my last meal at this restaurant."

Maya takes the plate that Fara is offering and tastes the food. Fara's spaghetti taste made her stunned. "Your spaghetti is really delicious."

Fara smiled. He hopes Antonio feels the same way as Maya.