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Origin Can Cook

After two hours of wallowing in the bookstore accompanied Anara. Finally Candra came out also breathing fresh air. His intention was to invite his women to go to a romantic place to pay for their time that had been cheated by working hours.

Rati and Bryan who had been out of nowhere had joined again. Both look happy, different from Candra's face. The man with the thin sideburn looks depressed.

Not because I don't like to accompany Anara, but Candra is a bit less able to be indoors within a long deadline. Unless it's just her and Anara in the room. For more than two hours, it seemed like it was okay.

"But happy. Where are you from?" Candra asked her sister.

"From riding andong."

"Huh? Not wrong with."

"No. We just went around riding andong." Bryan Sahut.

"I'm left? Yes your canoe. Can be around the city riding andong, not sure me anyway." Sergey Anara.

"Yes, Mas Djata, Brother!" Rati Say.

"No. I'm laper."

"Yes. Eat it yuk!" Limpal Bryan felt his stomach was starving as well.

"What breakfast, Rat?" Ask Candra.

"Rath-ti!"

"Yes, yeah. Scribbles! The darkness."

"Brongkos breakfast in Alkid, yuk!"

"What?" Kaget Candra's.

"Brongkos. You congek kuping?" Bryan told Candra.

"I'm just horrified, lizard. You know what that is?"

"No. That's obviously food and can fill my tummy's rumbling." Bryan Sahut.

"Yes, yuk Rati! You guys are ahead!" Anara.

Rati and Bryan were already ahead. Heading to the alkyd area to find breakfast named brongkos it. At a simple food stall the four stopped and ordered breakfast.

"What breakfast do you want?" Ask Rati.

"Same all! Follow you." Answer Candra.

"okay."

Borneo girl with jeans chime black v-neck sweatshirt clad in blue sweater dongker walked to the message place. While the other three headed for the bench at the end there.

Rati rejoins her brothers. Clutched while waiting for orders to come. Grateful to be present among those who are warm.

A few minutes later, an order of four complete brongkos dishes with four wedang uwuh glasses landed on their table. The aroma of the spices from the brongkos gushed into each other's noses.

"It looks good." Said Anara swallowing her saliva.

"Laper really is." Reply Candra.

"hey are. It's breakfast at this hour."

"Who told you at the bookstore two hours?"

"Aren't you sincere?"

"Ikhla. Already! We eat!"

Rati and Bryan who had just shook their heads because of the act of the pair of lebay in front of him now began to bribe brongkos and let him fill an empty stomach until it was filled enough. Wedang uwuh ended the breakfast procession this time.

"Away home?"

"Where to?" Bryan asked Candra.

"Yes you to your place. We go to Rati's kos."

"No, I still want to walk." Tukas Rati while walking.

Finally the four of them were already in one of the malls of Jogja City. Following the direction of Rati's foot in and out of one booth to another. This time the girl was busy weighing a selection of bags from Chinese brands.

"Udah?" Ask Candra when she sees Rati coming out of a Chinese product outlet.

"Not yet."

"Huh?" Seeing Candra's shocked expression, Bryan let out a laugh.

I've been bullied from yesterday, Ndra. Your sister's talent is amazing pissed off. Hahaha

"Where else are you going?"

"Mas Djata's got money, right?"

"Bring."

"Good."

What is this boy going to do?

Candra followed Rati's steps painstakingly. Bryan and Anara followed. Sometimes shocked, holding back laughter, to not express anything. Sucking speechless.

"Three pockets, Rat."

"Mas Djata's money is up?" Ask Rati.

"Truly morotin is you." Candra LEDek.

"Gue is known from yesterday." Bryan Sahut.

"Last year. Buy soap, shampoo, lotion, and friends."

Rati entered the family shopping area downstairs. He took his need for in the cost. Aji mumpung according to him, when will his brother come here again?

"Jeez Rati."

"Why the hell, Mas?"

"That's plenty. Want to share with the neighbors kos?"

"Yes if you want to." Answer Rati ketus.

Hulled. He is even the sewot. It's actually one. Making a deflated bag.

"It." Said Rati carrying three bags of groceries. The other three bags were taken by the brother.

Yes aampuun. I'm now told to buy Bawain. This is emang durhakaa.

"An, you don't do this!"

"Where can? Surely later if shopping for household needs one full trolley is. Mama's machem." Sahut Rati's.

"here! I'm helping you." Tawar Anara took one bag of groceries from Candra's hand.

"Once in a while, do you?" Anara.

"You're rarely here." Said Anara again.

There is no word of any kind from Candra. There was only a smile on his lips. It's forced. While Bryan who followed them from behind only laughed inwardly.

"I'll go home first!" Bryan said farewell after lowering Rati from the seat of the rental motorbike.

"Be careful, Mom! Thanks to ya." Rati waved her hand.

"D-shit!" Connect Candra.

A moment later the brown-eyed man disappeared from sight. Back to the room he's been in this week. While Candra, Anara, and Rati bring Rati's groceries into the boarding room.

"Shopping with your mom's macem." Gulp Candra.

"Candra." Anara glared at her lover.

"Udah ordinary brother digituin. I've cut my skin off. No problem, the important thing is that my needs are met. My pocket money is not reduced either." Rati followed by her laughter.

"It was intentional."

"Because my sister doesn't know herself."

"This is Mas Djata's rent in my kos."

"Oh, yaaaaaaa." Candra patted her eel.

Girls really green eyes when it comes to money.

The evening sky greeted me beautifully. Anara and Candra this afternoon are enjoying the atmosphere of Jogja from the terrace kos Rati only. They spend the end of the day with small talk. Remembering moments like this is very rare now.

"Tomorrow morning we return to Malang!"

"It's really hunting."

"You've been doing it for a long time. Refresh his mind, right?"

"You're here even was me. Your ex is lo, reckless." Candra.

"Yeah, anyway I want to call the thesis let the chips be finished."

"If it's finished?"

"Find a job."

"Wait for me!"

"What?"

"To your house. So Swara's sister-in-law."

"Dare you?"

"Bold you. Marriage right? It's very brave." Answer Candra without hesitation.

"Will it not only be legitimate trus haha hihi lo, Ndra."

"Yes, tau. There will be a lot of gravel on our way"

"You should also be able to guide the family! You are a priest."

"I'm Candra, I'm."

"You want Candra to Djata. He will be transformed into a priest."

Both are laughing. Welcoming the sky with joy. Candra's desire to propose to the woman next to her was already round. Just waiting for Anara to finish her script. After that, Candra intends to propose to Kediri.

"Have you been neat?" Tanya Anara saw Rati was neat in a casual suit.

"Yes, nemenin Mas Bryan looking for material for inscription material."

"Where's the bry?"

"Still on the way."

"Oh yes, Mas. What is lexicographer?"

"What?"

"Lek-si-ko-gra-fer." Rati places emphasis on each syllable.

"Dictionary expert." Answer Anara.

"Why?" Ask Candra.

"Say Mas Bryan. He's that freelancer, too."

"A lot of it was Bryan's job. No wonder what?"

"The name is also odd." Tukas Candra's.

"Asik tau, Mas. Relax while playing everywhere. Cool right?"

"I want to do that. Just asiik." Read Rati again.

Your bath, Rat! The drawback is if the ubet dapet money. Not even wassalam.

"Udah yes! Bryan is in front. I'm ahead." Said Rati waltzing away.

"Ati-ati, not just any playboy that."

"What the hell? It's always that." Anara rolled her lazy eyes and got up from her seat, leaving Candra.

"Where?"

"To WC. Wanna come?"

"No, hehe." Candra nyengir.

"Party hankong mulu." Anara Gerrutu.

While Bryan and Rati have entered the Malioboro area. Looking for something interesting that can be used as writing material. Bryan occasionally pointed the camera at interesting objects.

"Truly, I want to do this job after graduation." Cetus Rati's.

"Seriously?"

"Yes. That's asik. Really-buy work. Not a prank."

"But isn't income fixed?"

"I'm diligent dong make interesting content. The more I'm diligent the more my money is?"

"Yes! Learn to write from now on!"

"Write it, I can do it, Mom. While we can do it." Tutur Rati's.

"Yes it is. It's up to you." Bryan stepped towards the other object. Leaving the still dumb-ass Rati.

"Mas Bryan doesn't want a girl?"

"Why? Want cariin?" Bryan was still focused on his activities.

"No ah, the criteria must be exorbitant."

"Not really. It is not spoiled, it can be cooked ...." Bryan's sentence was broken.

"What kind of a chick is a chef?" Sewot Rati's.

"Keep not cooking? But nudu work guy? Find money?"

"What's the difference between a girl and not eating out?" Sergey Bryan again.

Yes aampuun. He's avenging the country I consider that guy a motorcycle taxi driver. Now my people are considered cooks.

"A girl isn't a maid?"

"Who said that?"

"Do you have to cook?"

"God. If you can't cook. How anyway? Make telor ceplok ntar can not. It's not helping solve both problems. Even more problems in my life dong."

"Udah! The guy always does that. As it were. I can't understand girls." Rati urgency herself.

Bryan frowning. Massaging his head that increasingly believes that women are a kind of creature that is all right. Unarguably.

"Yes! Then you're looking for a girl boyfriend!" Said Bryan casually.

"Basic kadaaaaal!" Furious Rati.

Bryan chuckled withholding his laughter. Then his eyes found an interesting object across there. Carrying his foot over to the target object.

Rati still followed Bryan behind while bending her face and blushing her lips.

"Argh. The sole heir to the macem how can he sell if he regretted this?"

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