Princess Renjana
Thirty Two
Renjana took a carefree step towards Gumilar's room. He just finished contacting Ms. Arumi. The woman left food for him through the child. Renjana happy not to play. This morning, he left in a hurry and forgot to eat breakfast.
“Tax?” Gumilar was surprised when Renjana opened the door of the room, without knocking first. This had already happened a few days after they were familiar, Renjana no longer felt awkward towards the man. To him, Gumilar was like Gerald.
“Where is my food? Ms Arumi said, she left me food through you?” the girl raised her right hand, as if asking Gumilar for money, making Gumilar chuckle.
“You are the owner of a famous restaurant, but you really like the mother-made food of your employees,” said Gumilar amused.
Renjana snorted, “you know, your mother's cooking tastes even better than this Restaurant Chef.
“If Chef Ameer finds out, he will definitely feel hurt,” joked Gumilar.
“He won't know unless you report what I said to him. After all, Chef Ameer won't be able to get mad at me,” Renjana said. What Renjana said was true. The chef won't be able to get mad at him. Because Renjana knows what Ameer's weakness is, handsome guy. Ah, one more thing, don't think Chef Ameer's a man. She is a woman. His real name was Ameera Ruqayya, but because it was too long, Gerald who had interviewed him instead casually abbreviated it to Ameer. Never mind, Gerald is a shitty guy who likes to be careless. In fact, in the beginning Ameer and Gerald often bicker because of the call. Renjana even thought that Gerald and Ameer would end up dating.
“Come, where's my food. My stomach was hungry, and immediately roared for filling when Bu Arumi said that she left food for me.”
Gumilar snorted, then handed the bushel containing the food his mother sent. Ms. Arumi often left food for Renjana when the girl did not visit her. And will leave food for Gumilar, when Renjana comes to cook with him. Therefore also Renjana and Gumilar are getting more familiar.
“Hmmm, fragrance!” Renjana immediately praised when the smell of cooking waned as he opened the lid of the bushel. While Gumilar, only able to shake his head to see the behavior of his chatty boss.
“Sweet sour sauce, wow!” The eyes of Renjana sparkled, a thing that often happened when he admired something.
“eat, Renjana. You're too pleasant-nonsense to just eat.” Renjana grunts quietly, “that's his name appreciates food, Gumilar. Ckk!”
Renjana began to eat his food, even he did not bother to offer Gumilar.
“Hmm. I plan to cook a cake with Ms. Arumi,” replied Renjana while chewing food.
“What do you want to make a cake for? I told him to, so that the material is right back home from work later I will buy it.”
Renjana thought for a moment. “No idea too, anyway, what cake to make. But I want a simple cake. Change, I think again.”
“Kue Putu is delicious. Have you ever eaten it?” ask Gumilar.
Renjana looked up, she shifted the gaze from the food to Gumilar's face. “kue putu? Wait..that's what it looks like?” He then raised his hand as Gumilar looked at him in shock. Such a nice cake, Renjana don't know? Ah, Gumilar forgot, that Renjana came from the Sultan's family.
“I mean, I once ate some simple cookies. But, I don't really know his name,” Ralat Renjana.
Gumilar nodded in understanding. He then took his phone, and opened the internet and typed the sentence ‘picture putu’ cake there. After that, various pictures appeared on the page, and he immediately showed them to Renjana.
“Oh, I remember. I once ate this while Bi Susi was still working at home. Tastes good. Here, the one with the grated coconut, right?” he said enthusiastically.
Gumilar. “Iya.”
“Unfortunately, Bi Susi has returned home. I also don't know the name of the cake, so confused if you want to have ART at home make it.” Gumilar chuckled amusedly, because the expression pouting was also a funny sentence that Renjana said.
“Ya. Tomorrow, I want to make this cake with Ms. Arumi. Oh yes, later if you're going home, call me yes. We go home together, let me accompany you when shopping later.”
