The Charm of Love Amartha

Adon Mengadon

Fendy with a happy heart invites Sinta to come home together. Sinta's car was accidentally left in the office, and now they are enjoying food in a fine dining restaurant.

"Ngaco really eat here wearing work clothes like gini," said Sinta who felt uncomfortable with her own clothes, work clothes with trousers.

"What is the ban?" ask Fendy.

"It does not fit, so.." said Sinta, who looked around.

"Who cares what?" fendy cuek.

"No need to think too much about the opinions of others against us, the dizziness itself is there!" the man started putting food in his mouth.

"By the same way you are difficult," said Sinta who sipped a red drink with a yellow layer.

"You want to wear whatever clothes are beautiful, Sinta, and will not change that," said Fendy.

"This is not a matter of beauty is not beautiful, but this is very much the same old man who came here," protested Sinta, Sinta,

"Do I need to empty this place? let's not feel like a jomplang?" said Fendy.

the woman shook her head to hear the words of Fendy who originally menggejeplak aja.

"No need to macem, please!" said Sinta.

"Who wants a macem? I'm just a nanya." said Fendy, then he sipped his drink.

"Don't like the food?" ask Fendy who saw Sinta with food that was still intact.

"Likes,"

"Certainly? why just diliatin?" asked Fendy, Sinta sighed slowly.

"If you don't eat, your body is getting thinner, the bone is not protruding," said Fendy.

"Ishhh, rest!" Sinta snorted in annoyance.

"Emang if more work must be lazy to eat, and after eating do not know where to go. What is clear is that now that your body needs something to digest, don't let you hide like I was in the hospital, '" Fendy reminded.

"If you are not eating less, but eating food that makes you allergic, it is fortunate that God still extends your contract in the world, otherwise," said Sinta. Fendy just chuckled.

"And I've applied for a life contract extension so that it can live as much as you," said Fendy.

"But males!" sinta's speech was very different from the look of the face he showed, unconsciously the woman showed her smile.

At Ganendra's residence, Amartha entered before her husband. He's looking for the whereabouts of Sandra's mom.

"Mr? where's mami?" amartha asked Nala who happened to be cleaning up the former drink in the family room.

"There's in the kitchen, ma'am." said Nala who is one of the servants in the house.

"Let's help my master bring it," said Nala when she saw her master's son carrying a black scraping plastic.

"Thank you, Nala." said Satya, he gave his luggage to Nala. Amartha walked into the kitchen. The woman who was two-bodied was very upset with her husband.

"Prishas? Mommy's? what else?" amartha asked when she saw her sister-in-law had spouted flour on her right and left cheeks.

"It's a lick again" said Sandra, who wears a red appron.

"So when I came home from the airport I think I saw there was someone selling cilok, wanted to buy but hesitated, so I asked my mother to help make it deh..." obviously Prisha was stirring something in a big bowl using whisky.

"Why not talk? here I help you, I can also make a nice lick," Amartha put her bag on the chair and started picking up the red aporon in the drawer.

"Let's tired of you, dear ... it's just mami aja," Sandra said.

"Where's the dough? this is?" amartha asked to see a bowl with white dough. Sandra is chopping celery and chives.

"That's a failed dough, mbak. This I made the second dough, but this really can't be dragged, it's hard." said Prisha who was almost desperate.

"Yes how do you see the recipe, pretentious and cook, stove nyalain also can not," Sandra chirped. Amartha chuckled at what Sandra said, she saw the bowl that Prisha was holding.

"Bikin cilok must use hot water, if you use ordinary water will not be, sha .. anyways if you make a peek do not use whisky kayak gini, just use spatulla aja," said Amartha who took the whiskey and bowl from Prisha.

"Yes, my mom didn't say it either" Prisha glanced at Sandra who was now chopping chicken meat with chopper.

"Yes we have made a new dough," said Amartha who cleaned one of the bowls and poured tapioca flour and a little wheat flour with a comparison that has been determined.

"Don't stand, you sit down, let the mother do what you need" said Sandra pulling a chair and telling Amartha to sit down.

"Again what, huh?" ask Satya who suddenly nongol. But the question was not answered Amartha, the woman was busy making spices. Seeing her sister-in-law not answering her brother's questions, Prisha giggled instead.

"Hahahhaha, again marahan huh? the casiaan? it's called karma!" said Prisha.

"Maap Mon! this Satya bang is not the Karma bang, the Karma bang noh that sells solo meatballs that go ahead of the road there," said Satya Dongkol.

"If you're a macem-macem, tell me the same thing, let me pites-pites no one!" said Prisha who even bergorin his sister-in-law.

"Satya, rather than you snarl there, mending you join papi to the workspace," said Abiseka who suddenly appeared.

"Ready, Pap!" satya. Prisha stuck out her tongue rubbing against her brother who was going to follow Abiseka.

Nala was taking out the contents of the black crackle, the smell of chicken goremg grazed delicious when the wrapper was opened. Nala took a large plate to arrange the food Satya and Amartha bought.

"That's Amartha's mother who brought it?" ask Prisha.

"Yes, I bought lamongan, there's fried catfish and fried chicken too. I bought a lot, you have to try! sambelnya really mantep," said Amartha while waiting for boiling water.

"Well, you can! plus the same hot rice and vegetables, must be delicious!" said Sandra who had put the minced meat into a small bowl.

"Nala don't forget the angetin in the microwave, huh?" sandra's orders.

"Why don't you eat at the place, honey? eating kayak gini food will eat directly in place," asked Sandra, she so misses eating fried chicken at the tent stall.

"Can't be the same as Satya, told to be wrapped," said Amartha.

"Part of eating on the side of the road just as Satya is noisier, Mam! all the spoons and dishes she washes using mineral water, straws should be taken first in the car, complicated pkoknya.." explained Amartha, she was upset with her husband's behavior.

"Hahahahaha, that's it. Isn't that right, Mam? exactly like papi!" said Prisha who instead sat down to see Amartha put the seasoning in the bowl containing flour.

"It's really like you too! the three of them also can not eat on the side of the road, different mami same mami .. mami cuek aja want to eat anywhere, too," explained Sandra, Amartha only mangosteen.

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