Quality Love's

Quality Love's
Episode 32



*Course Cooking


"Mammy? Bela's sister?" I was a little surprised when I opened the door and found two beautiful and glamorous women who also had the status of mother-in-law and my sister-in-law was about to visit home without any news first, no longer do I invite them to enter.


"A.ayo in mah, brother" I said a little stiff.


I let them walk first, then I follow them from behind with a little keeping my attitude and speech, just in case I miss a word or attitude can be a long affair, he said, I tried to get up to being more familiar with them.


"Mah.kak, you guys here do not say anything, at least Salwa can prepare special food for mamah and Bela"


"Nothing, mamah Sama Bela far come here not want to ask for food with you, but want to teach you to cook some of the most preferred food menu Nuge" mamah's speech sounded slow but quite piercing in my heart.


"So Gini Salwa, I used to kanji with you, want to give cooking courses about some of Nuge's favorite menus, well I happen to be free today so I and mamah took the time here, here, ow ya all the ingredients are also already Bela brother buy kok, we just cook" said Bela straighten out a mamah answer that may also sound a little smoky in the ear.


"Who's home is this cake, Nuge where?" continued.


"Aam! earlier.tadi mas Qiyas came out mah" I replied a little hesitating.


"Where are you going?" ask my in-laws who are starting to sound cynical.


"Aam..got know the problem earlier mas Qiyas out not say-bil.." immediately with a slightly high tone of voice he snatched my speech.


"Loh, husband himself out, you don't know where he's going, what kind of wife are you?"


"Well, we're not here to find Nuge!" bela also voiced.


"Yes not Bela, at least she knows where her husband went, it turns out true feeling mamah, from the beginning papah you are too confident to match Nuge with this woman, he said he could change Nuge's bad habits, could this be, could it be, in fact what? No one changed at all from Nuge, he was still wandering, where else if not to the old woman's house!"


My eyelids were sore again when I heard the scolding of my mother-in-law, again before everyone I was the most worthy container to spill all their emotions and anger over the wrongs of the Qiyas mas, even if they find it hard to understand that I am also one of those beings who have a heart and feelings, I also have tears that if I could see them, I could see them, the possibility of stock is only a few milliseconds left, so often I use to neutralize the disappointment and heartache that almost every day infect my body.


"Had it been, we're here to give a cooking course for Salwa kok discussion so long as the cake is like this anyway, Salwa let's go to the kitchen, don't be horrified that mama" it turned out that Bela's sister was not what I thought she was, at least she looked a little friendly from Sheila's sister as well as my mother-in-law.


He then pulled my hand and brought me into the kitchen, I then walked to the kitchen set while at the dining table, Bela began to bring out some food that she brought in a jumbo parcel for the course menu that she would practice with me, looking at me who kept staring in front of the kitchen set he then walked up to me.


"I.iya sister" I immediately grabbed the container and rushed towards the sink.


"No need to be taken heart by the mama's words earlier" he said slowly, I just nodded to hear his words, among the family of this conglomerate, he said, at least God still leaves two people who still care a little about my position when I start to get stuck in their midst, who else if not my father-in-law and also my brother-in-law who is currently standing next to me.


"Your mother is the kek that person, too honest with his feelings, to the point that he forgot that he was hurting his daughter-in-law, sometimes mamah is also not aware that his words and actions have interfered in the household affairs of his children" his expression this time pecking question in my mind.


"What do you mean, Bela?"


"Yes.me and Sheila failed in the household because of the actions of mama, mamah also interfere in our household affairs, she said, to the extent that my husband and sister husband Sheila also prefer to divorce us because they are unable to with a mamah attitude" I just gawked to hear the bitter story of the household sister Sheila and sister Bela at a glance I also had time to imagine the fate of my household in the future will be like what.


"So Brother Bela hope, Salwa must be able to be more patient in dealing with a mamah attitude, if you can not have the word divorce in your marriage, prove to mamah that you are not like what you think" continued again.


When he mentioned about my marriage with mas Qiyas, the oath at that time also my eyes began to tear up again, the words of the divorce were already unfolded with 5 conditions that we had agreed together in a conscious state, immediately I turned my gaze in all directions, as if to find something so that Bela did not pay attention to my two eyes that began to glaze over.


"Kok jatohnya so the vent session yes, hehe yes already Salwa please prepare some cow sausage yes and then cut into pieces" said Bela to divert the topic.


"Hehe shiap sak, ow ya today we cook menu what sis?" I said with a cheerful voice without daring to look at his face, while continuing to blink both my eyeballs.


"Today we will cook two menus that Nuge likes the most, namely stoemp and boudin blanch, have you heard the name of the food? There are many restaurants in Indonesia that provide this food"


"Hehe boro-boro brother, I rarely eat in restaurants, often hehe eating on the edge" my answer sounded very honest in his ears, he then looked at me with a small smile.


"So.this is typical Belgian food, Nuge really likes this food"


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"Include the spice now, it's potatoes do not forget to be in the sap of yah" said Bela, occasionally giving directions to me, said, I diligently follow step by step every step of Bela's instructions regarding the recipe for making this Belgian special food.


Almost two hours we were creative in the kitchen, finally boudin blanch and stoemp ala Salwa was ready to be served, the first person to taste it was mamah, I began to deg-degkan waiting for his comments, he said, I don't know what kind of comments he'll make to me after this.


"Huum...It's yummy! Mamah likes..mamah likes" he said with a smile as if it was a mamah comment beyond my expectations, sober I also expressed my joy by tightly hugging Bela, as well as Bela, he also returned my arms, he also returned my arms, while Mamah still continues to eat by moving to the TV room, it feels timeless from the view so happy when enjoying the dish.