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210. Rizky and Reymond

"Just kid, you." Rizky clucked in annoyance. "It doesn't matter what name, what matters is that I win" he said, embracing Risma's shoulder.

"You won't win. It must be me and the Beautiful who won!" Reymond does not want to lose, he now embraces the shoulder of Beautiful.

"Well, can it cook?" ask Rizky not sure.

"Can dong. Isn't that right, sweetheart?" Reymond turned his head briefly at his wife with one of his eyes flashing.

"Yes," replied Indah with a pede and nodded vigorously. Though the last to make fried rice alone is burnt.

"Sister and Brother Rizky must have lost!" Now it's Rio's turn to boast about his team. The pantry is next to Reymond's pantry. "My wife's whistle is good at cooking, you must lose!" Rio's embracing Wulan's shoulder.

"Whisper!" Gita squealed which made the three men turn to her. "The talkative lot must be the loser!" he smiled while smiling.

"Ah yes." The thunder came. "Mama Gita is far experienced, surely we won." Proudly he said while embracing his wife's shoulder. Though his wife can only cook water so mateng.

"Okay everyone please pay attention to a few points when entering the race!" The host's speech deciphered their unprofitable conversation. All the participants looked towards the front.

"You cook on the ingredients we're going to prepare."

Before long there were some people who came to bring a large basket to the kitchen table of each participant. They all immediately saw the contents inside.

There were so many materials that Rizky did not know, but he only focused on staring at the 5 puffer fish inside the white plastic.

"You will cook bloated fish, whatever you want to make with the ingredients we provide. But the record don't cheat. That is looking at recipes or opening a hape. Do you all understand?" ask the host.

"understand!" Some participants answered out loud.

"Before it starts ... are there any questions?"

Rizky raised her hand. Then be responded by the hots.

"Yes, what's wrong, sir?" The host walked up to him.

"Can I change my team mate, ma'am?" Rizky's question made Nella turn to him.

"I'm sorry, sir" he replied, shaking his head.

'Ah, I suppose I could. Though I'd like to ask for a tuker with Nella.' Rizky.

"Sister must have wanted to trade me for Nella's mom, huh?" guess which Risma Rizky calls.

"Wah .. cheated you, Riz. You must be willing to trade for fear of losing to me, right?" babble Reymond from behind.

Rizky turned her head back while chopping her lips. "Well, who's afraid of losing to you. Lu's not my level, Rey," Rizky led.

"That's not gonna happen. There's you crying right slicing an onion!"

"Okay, everybody get ready." Host gives instructions. "Your cooking time is 45 minutes and two people should work together in a team. Everything ... When you cook starts now!"

Ting~

The sound of a clock to organize the race rang immediately, and at that moment they were all preparing to cook.

"Sister, what are we cooking?" asked Risma nervously. Seen her brother was watching all the ingredients in the basket, she also thought about what to cook.

"Fry the sambel balado, Ris." Rizky gave 5 puffer fish that were in the plastic to his sister.

"Don't know the roof?"

"Why do you ask brother? He said you can cook? Brother, it's just a gesture." Rizky squinted her eyes while looking suspiciously at Risma. Rizky became increasingly convinced, if his sister was indeed unable to cook.

"I can do it" said Risma with a nod of encouragement.

Not to be underestimated, Risma immediately cut the white plastic and poured 5 puffer fish in the basin. He immediately washed, without removing the contents in the stomach of the fish first.

Rizky turned to Nella and Steven. His wife was very agile in cooking. His skills need not be doubted.

The smile was engraved on the corner of her lips, slowly Rizky touched her chest that was pounding fiercely. 'Gue's lucky to have you, Nell. Hope you win, huh?'

Rizky also wants to win, but if he has to lose because Nella certainly does not matter. Not from the others, let alone Reymond.

"Sister don't daydream, dong. Peel the onions or what cake." Risma grumbled at Rizky who was busy staring at his wife. Risma had already heated the oil-filled pan on the stove.

"Yes, yes, bring me ah!" Rizky immediately took some onions in the basket, which were red and white. Then take a small knife and peel it slowly.

"Aww!"

Someone behind him screamed in pain. Rizky who heard it immediately turned around. It turns out he was Reymond.

"Mas why?" tanya Indah was worried as she touched Reymond's hand.

The tip of the man's index finger was spitting out a lot of blood. And Rizky saw in front of his friend that there was a red onion on the cutting board. It seemed like he was cutting an onion earlier, but instead missed it to his hand.

"Your cup, Rey! Just cut the onion has been hit by a knife," led Rizky while laughing. He was so happy to see his friend suffer. "Lu test guts, huh?" Rizky again sneered at her friend who was grimacing in pain when Indah gave a bandage to her finger.

However, not long ago Rizky also screamed in pain because his hand was peeling onions slashed with a knife. "Aaww's sick!"