Wanitaku Great Warrior

Food for raditya's grandfather

"Later grandfather wants to walk the street and eat with you after you're done working".

The message I read on my what's ap notification screen. Now you have the sustenance so hpnya not the cool anymore. But a little sophisticated even though it is not iPhone pro max. It costs two million, but it's been very useful to me.

But wait a minute. If I think that there is something strange about this Lord Aslan, why always use Raditya's grandfather's excuse to meet my inner self.

Whether there are no other women to be invited to play again, out there are many women who are commensurate and like Mr. Aslan. I'm sure he's just playing with me. After all, if you are satisfied, I will also leave my mind while looking at the message that Mr. Aslan wrote.

I have finally worked here for a year. And next month has entered the month of Ramadan, want to feel back to the house of the father's mother by buying them food snacks and clothes Lebaran. It was just a wishful thinking in my heart. I buried it deep in desire in my heart. Mother's embrace on Lebaran day, of course I miss it very much.

How are they, for almost a year and a half I have never met my brother or my father and my mother. Rather than me continuing to dream and dream if there was no end to it like a circle, mending I thought about how I could avoid the forced lord Aslan.

Aha....

I have a very good idea for rich Mr. Aslan so that I do not continue to ganguin.

I sent a message back to Mr. Aslan.

" Yes, but I don't want to eat in a restaurant that costs so much. Because it doesn't fit my tongue. Mr. Aslan must be willing to eat my cooking. POINT".

I sent a message to Mr. Aslan, unread and I finally decided to go to work. Than I was late for work because I served Mr. Aslan who wanted to play ma girl kayak I my girl while out of the boarding room to go to work.

"Tin...."

My phone reads a sign there is an incoming notification. I read it carefully and it was as usual a message from Mr. Aslan.

Mad Mr. Aslan, but I will work until two in the afternoon just for cooking. Later know the taste of Mr. Aslan I work so as not to disturb me again continue.

It was finally two in the afternoon and I asked Ms. Angela for permission, and she allowed me to go home early.

Shopping in a traditional market is my favorite and it is a fun thing for ordinary people like me.

After getting the materials I was looking for immediately returned to the boarding house.

"Wow.. shop a lot very cit. Tumben" asked Maretha.

"Yes ma'am.

"Good cooking, I will share yes" asked Ms. Maretha.

"Let's just remember Ma Maretha I cooked more so my own adaporsi for Ms. Maretha" I explained to her.

Immediately I headed to the kitchen, and made food and an hour's interval was finished.For grandfather Raditya I masakin vegetable anointing anointing and boiled eggs plus cucumber defaults. To my esteemed lord Aslan, I am masakin chicken crispy plus tofu fried eggplant tempeh. And not to miss the patch. I assembled it into seven boxes, and one according to my promise to Miss Maretha.

I rushed to the city park with six food boxes, three filled with rice and three filled with side dishes. It was unexpected that Raditya's grandfather and Aslan's master were waiting in one of the park chairs.

And here again, lord Aslan shamelessly greeted me and greeted me with a hug.

What a crazy person is not sane yes.my mind. because there is Raditya grandfather I have emotions and angry because hugged carelessly.