Wound Conqueror Girl

Episode 11

"Yet... The day after Lia came home." Kiara shouted as she ran from the living room towards the kitchen. Ibuk who was sauteing uleg seasoning not so clearly captured the core of Kiara's conversation.

"What to nduk. If you're here by the way." Ibuk is still stirring the stir-fry seasoning .Kiara, who was beside her mother, regained her steps again, because the distinctive smell of the stir-fry invoked Kiara's olfactory senses and made her sneeze several times.

"Lusa mbak Lia came home buk. Now it's at the airport, maybe until here Saturday afternoon."

"What is really nduk? Thank God, my mother is very upset with your mother." Ibuk put the kale that has been cut into pieces and washed thoroughly into the pan, while occasionally stirring it so that the seasoning soaks perfectly.

"Same buk, Kiara is also very kangeeenn same mbak Lia. Although almost every day the phone is the same, but it feels different."

"The day after the mother to the market. I want to cook your favorite food."

"Ready manjeng mami." Kiara replied with jokester. He received a gift from his mother.

"But not even mercy. Just kidding." Kiara.

"Jaskidjobyking. Raincoat outside, again mother sun. I know his mother doesn't know English." Reply Amira was annoyed.

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Early in the morning, Amira was already in the market. Later he will cook orek tempeh and favorite chicken pedal Lia. Behind him was Kiara who walked tailing, while occasionally yawning and rubbing her eyes because she was still sleepy.

"Let's go home buk, have this much to buy what else." Kiara protest that now both hands are full of so much groceries.

"You were invited to the market must be fussy." Amira protests that are still focused on choosing potatoes. "How many ma'am is that?" Amira asked after handing over a bag of plastic potatoes of her choice.

The seller then took it and weighed it. "It's been two kilos, ma'am. Thirty thousand." While pointing towards the needle of the scales that stop at the number two.

Amira immediately paid for it and walked towards the exit.

"Finally." Kiara said with a feeling of relief because the shopping session was so crumpled and draining energy ended as well.

Kiara picked up her motorcycle in the parking lot, and approached her mother who was waiting in front of the main door of the market.

"Let's go buk." Kiara exclaimed before launching her matic motor.

Arriving at home, Bu Amira and Kiara by Arvan and Arumi who since half an hour ago waiting on the terrace. They stood up and kissed the hands of reverence to the man they thought was like his own mother.

"Eh, there's a guest apparently. Come in, son." Miss Amira opened the wallet and took the door key. "Sit boy. Budhe wants to put the groceries in the kitchen."

"Yes budhe, thank you." Arvan and Arumi answered at the same time.

"I made you drink first mbak, mas." Kiara.

"No need to bother Kiara, all her snacks." Arvan said with a sigh.

Plakkkp..

Arumi hits Arvan's arm. "Then be you." His grunt.

"Joking too." Arvan grimaced as he rubbed his palm-shaped reddened arm from Arumi's punch just now.

"Geez, sorry sorry Van. The feeling is just slow. But it's this red." Arumi approached and rubbed Arvan's arm. "But I'll take the compress."

Arumi goes to the kitchen to pick up the basin and fill it with ice water. "The budhe basin's pinjem."

"Yes son, it's next to the plate rack." Replied Bu Amira who is now cutting tempe into small sizes to be crisp perfect when fried and processed into orek tempe.

"There's no handkerchief Kiara?" Arumi asked Kiara, who was now pouring sugar into a glass filled with steeping tea and stirring it.

"There's a madam, I'll get you. Kiara opened the hanging cabinet and picked up the napkin still wrapped in polybag plastic." It's a mbak napkin, but it's still new. Not yet on lap." Kiara answered while dragging a square-shaped cloth towards Arumi.

"Jaudah is okay Ra.Yang important clean." Arumi passed carrying the basin to the living room.

"Udah is okay. My skin is sensitive. The impact of a little bit is directly red. But this doesn't hurt. Seriously." Arvan raised both fingers to form the letter 'V'.

"That's why Arvan's in the compress?" Kiara asked who was carrying a tray of two glasses of warm sweet tea and put it on the table.

"Not what. It was just red because of the bump." Answer Arvan .

"Oh. Drink it first sister, hunt down the cold tea."

"Yes deck thanks. Oh yeah, we're here to surprise Lia on deck. Tomorrow is his birthday. So all right, we're gonna say it when he comes." Arumi explained the meaning of his arrival this early.

"Oh yes, tomorrow is the 11th. I don't remember at all." Kiara patted her own eel.

"So our plan was to make the same house make a cake. I wanted to order a cake, but Arumi said she wanted to make her own. Let it be more special he said." Arvan.

"Well if the business of making a cake mah mbak Arumi jagonya." Praise Kiara in front of Arvan. And that made Arumi wrong.

"Obviously deck, everything can be. Just making cake too." Arumi said with a blushed face.

"Yes, come on." Take Arvan.

"Where?" Ask Kiara and Arumi at the same time.

"To beach". Canda Arvan's. " Yes make a cake". Further again.

"Where's the cake we bought Van?" Arumi dyed in search of wheat flour and the friends he bought this morning."

"Still in the trunk. Let me take it first." Arvan went out and took it.

"So Arumi went to the market?" Ask Kiara.

"Yes dek, that was between the mamah vegetable shopping for masakin workers in the rice fields later."

"What time? How did I not meet my mother?" Ask Kiara.

"From dawn, around reception. Earlier, the purchase was only in the vegetable stand of Mr. Marno. So it doesn't get inside." Arumi explained.

"Oh pantesans". Kiara mangosteen sign understand.

"It's the ingredients of her rum cake." Arvan thrusts two large crackles at Arumi.

"You guys take it to the kitchen Van." Arumi Pinta.

"Ready Ndan." Arvan walks into the kitchen and follows Arumi and Kiara.

"What cooking is buk? I think it's good" asked Arvan to Ms. Arumi.

"Orek tempeh same chicken dish Bagus. Want an icip-chip?" Tawar Bu Amira's.

"Can." Arvan replied just a pleasantries.

"Don't budhe. Ntar in all you same Arvan. He eats a lot of it. Don't be fooled by her gibberish body." Arumi Ledek.

"Don't believe budhe. He ate it a lot. Cook yes yesterday eat chicken noodles in rice love." Arvan defended himself by revealing the facts that had happened.

"Haha. Arumi's mother Lia likes it. He said he hasn't eaten his name yet if he doesn't eat rice." Kiara chuckled considering the habits of the two friends who were so absurd.

"ye. Letit." Arumi then stuck out her tongue.

Seriate