
"Geek!" Hanan regurgitated the vegetable soup that had not yet passed through his throat.
Whatisthis? It tastes so salty. How much salt did you get in?"
"Well, what a vomit. Is my cooking not good?" ask Naomi.
"You try it yourself."
Naomi then put a spoonful of soup into her mouth.
The same expression was also shown by him. He quickly took a tissue and cleaned his lips.
"How does it feel? Delicious' right? Can you cook this?!"
"Maybe I was mostly in the salt. Let me make another one" said Naomi.
"no need. It feels the same at best. Let me ask bi Sumi to cook. Bi! Sumi Bi!"
Not long after that Shanum entered Hanan's room.
"Loh, I called bi Sumi, how did you show up."
"Bi Sumi hasn't come home from the market yet, Mas. He said he bought meat and chicken. What's wrong?"
"Can you cook some soup?"
"God can."
"You're making me right now."
"Well, didn't Naomi just cook soup for Mas Hanan? It's ripe." Shanum pointed his index finger at the bowl of soup on the table.
"That's a waste, it can't be eaten. You just made the one."
"I think Naomi is smart to cook" Shanum said.
"Already, don't have much to comment, take this bowl to the kitchen, then cook a new one for me."
"Good, Mas. Excuse me first."
Shanum grabbed the bowl of salty vegetable soup and took it to the kitchen room.
Not long after, Miss Elina entered the kitchen again.
"Loh, Naomi was cooking here, so it was you. Is the cooking cooked?"
"Here you go, madam."
"Yes, Madam. But Hanan said this sop can't be eaten."
"Why indeed?"
"Ehm .. anu .. anu."
The curious Lady Elina began to take a spoonful of Naomi's cooking soup and put it in her mouth.
"Hoooo! What is this cuisine? It feels weird like this. Just salty, that's salty."
"Ehm .. That's Naomi's cooking."
"Whatever beauty she is, if you can't cook, don't expect to be a part of this family" Elina said. "So, what do you want to cook now?" tanyanya.
"Ehm .. mas Hanan asked me to make a new vegetable soup."
"Yes, you cook the right, don't make my child's pain worse. I want to talk to that lousy girl."
The mistress left the kitchen and headed for Hanan's room on the second floor.
"Naomi!" exclaimed madam Elina who suddenly just stood in the doorway.
"I-i-iya, Mistress. What's up?"
"Are you able to cook or not?"
"Bi-bi-bi-sa really, ma'am."
"If you can cook, there's no way the vegetable soup will be ruined the way it tastes."
"Where does Madam know the taste of her vegetable soup? Must be that camp maid complaining."
"Shanum doesn't complain about anything. I personally tasted your cooking. Just so you know, anyone who will become a daughter-in-law in this house, he must be good at cooking. You understand what I mean, don't you?"
"I-i-iya, Madam."
"If you are serious about being in a relationship with my son, I hope from now on you will learn to cook," said Ms. Elina.
"Why should that be? After marriage, I can use the services of a housekeeper."
"Unfortunately that doesn't apply to my future daughter-in-law."
"God. If something is easy, why is it complicated?" nautical Naomi is upset.
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