THE TWO-DIMENSIONAL CONQUEROR

GOOD AT COOKING

Nurbaiti darted to take Syria to the hut where the grandfather of Braja Sewu lived. The two of them passed through the wilderness to reach where the grandfather of Braja Sewu was. Upon his arrival there, Braja Sewu's grandfather was taken aback by Nurbaiti who came along with a young girl.

" Who is Nurbaiti?" asked the grandfather of Braja Sewu while pulling Nurbaiti's arm away from Syria. His voice was made slowly so that Syria could not hear him.

" He's Syrian, cake! Just when I was traveling home I heard a voice asking for help, and it turned out to be a Syrian voice that was disturbed by some bandit men." Nurbaiti explained.

" After you helped and saved the girl, you took her to Grandpa's hut? Did you never think that the girl turned out to be just an eye-eye who deliberately trapped you in order to come with you in this hut." thought Braja Sewu's grandfather.

" No, grandpa! That's not possible! Girls like Syria are not like that. Even some of the men who had disturbed Syria earlier, all of them I was neigh to helplessness. Grandpa knows? I took out a fifth-level srigusting style at once to destroy them" Nurbaiti said excitedly. For a moment, Braja Sewu's grandfather smiled happily because Nurbaiti had used his manager to fight people who like to troublemaker.

" But I still don't like it, if you bring Syria to this hut! Return the young girl to her habitat! Anyway I don't want to know!" said grandpa Braja Sewu.

" Why, cake? Even that girl is very young, she can adopt grandfather as the disciple of Grandpa Sewu after me. I won't be here much longer, cake. Grandfather can train Syrians some moves and canuragan to keep himself from those who do evil" said Nurbaiti. Grandpa Braja Sewu momentarily fell silent thinking about what Nurbaiti had said.

Not far away they had a conversation between Nurbaiti and Grandpa Braja Sewu, Syria had left the saung and was in the wasp or cooking place next to the hut of Braja Sewu's grandfather. Syria is now busy processing food from the ingredients that are still available there. Moreover, Nurbaiti was home also brought groceries. The aroma of cooking has now pierced the nose of Nurbaiti and also the grandfather of Braja Sewu. Grandfather of Braja Sewu looking for the source of the smell that has been evocative of his appetite.

" Who's cooking? This cuisine is so delicious and delicious. The smell of meat with complete spices really makes the stomach more rumbling.

" I thought, Syrian cake! The young girl must have cooked." said Nurbaiti.

Not long after, Syria arrived with some clay plates in her hands. On it the food that for the grandfather of Braja Sewu and Nurbaiti is a type of cuisine that has never been seen. The Syrians put the dishes in the saung. Syria walked back to the cooking room to pick up the food. Grandpa Braja Sewu and also Nurbaiti were curious about the taste of the type of food cooked by Syria.

Grandpa Braja Sewu and Nurbaiti immediately devoured the food that had been served on the table before Syria came back.

" It tastes really good Cake! I thought, Syria must stay here in order to cook every day here." said Nurbaiti as he chewed his food that had entered his mouth.