The Sacrifice of Love 1
Chapter 29
Three days passed after their engagement. Everything feels safe, peaceful, and prosperous. Today is the weekend everyone is looking forward to.
The Wijaya family is traveling to America to meet Isyan's grandparents and to inform Isyan and Dion of their marriage.
While Praditya's family was away in Bandung, they told Arya's parents' family about their children's marriage.
There are two couples who are drunk with romance in their respective homes. They plan to spend the weekend at the Wijaya family home.
"Okay how if we make a race" said Dion.
"What race?"ask Rara.
"Well to ngetes our compactness and what kind of partner if we are cooking competition" explained Dion.
"Well, that was your idea too. Tumben pinter"sahut Isyan's.
"Whose eggs?"ask Arya.
Dion clapped his hands and appeared to all the servants in the house of Vijaya who numbered ten people. Rara and Arya glared at the total maids present in this house.
"They're judges" Dion said
"Okee can too. It just so happens that lunch hours can be all" said Isyan.
"Well for the menu is determined from this match. So one paper had a menu of main meals and desserts" Dion explained, taking out a glass jar containing paper that had been written on various menus.
"Jeez Yon, feel the final night Putri Indonesia wear this shuffle" Isyan laughed.
"Okay Raraku baby, you take the paper first" Dion said shone the jar at Rara.
Rara took one of the many papers inside the jar.
"Emm..menu that we cook is chicken sambel terasi, sauteed chickpea same dragon fruit milk pudding" said Rara with a flat expression.
"Huh? How hard is it" grumbled Dion with an annoyed face.
"What a hard Yon. It was easy" Arya continued holding back a laugh.
"To my turn, yes." said Isyan taking the paper from the jar.
Dion stomped while glancing at the writing inside the paper Isyan was holding.
"No need to look later your eyes are timbilen"celtuk Rara while patting dion's arm.
"Your design.."ledek Arya.
"Okay the menu is sweet sour gurame fish, mushroom stir-fry, and basil mango pudding" said Isyan.
"Wah tuh tuh" said Arya spirit 45.
"Sorry ladies and gentlemen. There are rules in this race" cried the butler.
"When did I tell you to make the rules?"dion sewot.
"Oh my goodness, Mr. Dion, let me be like a masterchef." said the butler.
"Well, this is smart" Isyan laughed triumphantly.
"The first rule of cooking is the man, whose girl is just giving instructions for cooking steps" said the butler.
"Secondly, you should not taste the dish before serving, so you should be careful when seasoning" he continued.
"Thirdly, you must not interfere with the opposing team will be disqualified" explained the butler.
"It's hard when I'm cooking. Delicious Arya dong can cook"grutu Dion.
"No papa dear, we must be optimistic to lose Kak Isyan and Kak Arya" he said while nodding his arms like a bodybuilder.
"How long is the cooking time?"ask Isyan.
"It's only three hours. So at twelve o'clock exactly, the cooking must be ready to be served" added the butler.
The two couples were given time to negotiate and prepare like wearing apron and staring at ingredients for cooking.
"Are you ladies and gentlemen ready?"ask the butler.
"READY!!"tell them simultaneously
"One."
"Two."
"Three."
The butler blew the whistle sign the cooking time began. With the direction of the women, the men perform every step of cooking.
"Ra..how was it?"ask Dion.
"The chicken was washed first" explained Rara.
Dion also did Rara's orders.
"Arya.ikannya sliced in the body so that the spice seeps continue to be given orange water as salt yes let not fish" Isyan ordered.
"Okay dear" replied Aryam
"Dion make the season first" Rara ordered.
"What's the spice?"ask Dion
"Red and garlic" explained Rara.
"Arya..ikannya fried first so you make fried fish seasoning" said Isyan.
Arya obeys Isyan's orders, although she can cook but the way Isyan cooks with her is quite different. So he felt a bit need a little adjustment.
"Sayang.kunyitnya not as much as that time also" grumbled Isyan when Arya took turmeric as big as a thumb.
"Continue?"arya asked, frowning. Actually he just took turmeric it has not determined how much he will use turmeric.
"As big as the tip of the nail is enough" Isyan explained.
They were busy with their own cooking. Don't forget the butlers go around looking at their performance. If it feels like a masterchef competition they are.
