Young Master's Lovely Chef

Chapter 10: Why Is It So Sick?

VC Restaurant

At 7 p.m

Kitchen

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Nada has just finished making dishes for the visitors who come. Although initially he was quite difficult, but he began to be able to adapt to all the busyness in the kitchen. Since a few hours ago, he never sat at all because the restaurant was never empty of visitors.

"It's not as easy as I thought."

The tone wiped away the sweat that splashed on his face using a special cloth. Currently, he is wearing a white chef suit, complete with a hat, gloves, and kitchen mask. The oversized clothes look very funny wrapped his slender body.

Nada had just wanted to sit her body down when she heard the commotion from the direction of the kitchen entrance.

"Hey, you know what? The young master came with the madam and the great lord!" pekik Faris, his senior.

"I already know. Miss Finna and her father will join them. We have to prepare a good meal tonight. You all listen to me" said Mira, Finna's assistant

"Make Steak Tenderloin Blackpapper Sauce 4 servings and Spaghetti Aglio Olio with Tuna 1 serving. Nada, you make the spaghetti, the rest will be taken care of. Move fast!" yelled Mira at the end of the sentence.

Everyone quickly completed their tasks. Just because of the arrival of 3 important people, 15 chefs there immediately made ketar-ketir, including Nada. The woman was very nervous because she felt that this guest was so special that it made everyone very super busy. He could see from the look on the faces of his seniors, they were very tense.

"You can, Nada. Just making spaghetti isn't a hard thing."

Carefully, he read the restaurant's recipe and began to work on it with great care, as if it were a determinant of his future.

He began to boil spaghetti noodles and then mix with a little oil and salt. It feels perfectly ripe, he rinses spaghetti with cold water to get a chewy texture.

Next, he used olive oil to saute garlic and onions until fragrant and then put fresh tuna. The next step is to include spaghetti noodles, oregano, salt, pepper, and powdered broth.

A fragrant aroma as fragrant as it directly pierced the sense of smell of Tone until he swallowed his own saliva.

"Damn! Why am I hungry?!" inner Tone.

He immediately plated it very beautifully on a white ceramic plate measuring 22 cm. The last touch, he sprinkled dried chili and finely chopped parsley.

"Wow .. You look so beautiful, baby."

Tone spoke as if it was a living being while fixing the location of his already sagging glasses. Although he felt his bones seemed to want to escape from his body, but he was always satisfied if he managed to create a good, healthy, and beautiful food.

"Sister, I'm done" Nada told Mira, who was watching the other chef. The woman came to him and tasted the leftovers from Nada's food.

"Why does it feel so different?" ask Mira.

"Be-different? Is it not delicious?" tanya Nada was worried.

"No. This is very tasty and different from the usual taste this restaurant serves. All right, you're coming with me."

Mira immediately stepped towards the trolley on which there was already food she asked for. Nada puts her cooking between steak and also the fancy drinks that she estimates are very expensive.

They started walking towards the private room on the 3rd floor and entered one of the rooms there.

"Excuse me, we deliver your food" said Mira politely and then began serving the food on the table. Nada had not paid attention to the occupants of the room because he was still bowing.

He painstakingly did his job and placed his artificial spaghettii in front of someone as directed by Mira. However, just as someone was calling out, his eyes suddenly glanced towards that person and immediately met with eyes that looked at him lovingly like on top of the rooftop yesterday.

She's she? Inner Tone.

Deg

Tone felt his heart pierced by thousands of knives. He and Mira still did not move and retreated slowly towards the corner of the room to always be ready when needed.

Them two? Inner Nada stared in turn at Samuel and Finna.

Finna was smiling very prettyly towards Jasmine. Of course the woman will hide her real face in front of the Admadewa family. Her stunning makeup and sexy clothes attached beautifully to the body, making Nada instantly compare with the clothes she was wearing.

Samuel looked at Nada who was standing across from him, right behind Finna who was sitting facing him. Their eyes tightly intertwined trying to dive into each other's feelings. The man wanted to argue that very second, but he remembered his mother's words.

"You want Nada to kill herself because of her guilt? Did you forget that you were the one who would trigger his memory back?! If he dies it's because of you!"

Samuel took a slow breath, but to breathe out he felt unable. Those plain and clear round eyes were staring at him, and somehow it felt like he wanted to cry that very second.

He wanted to hold the woman tightly. Take him to a place where there are only two of them. Of course Samuel would take care of him wholeheartedly and not let anyone separate them.

Am I being too selfish? Wish you could remember me back, but I don't think about your condition being in danger. His mind sliced without diverting a single moment of his attention from Nada who also returned his gaze.

I just think about myself and forget about the risks that will happen. Is my request to God too heavy? I only asked for one. Yourselves.

I just want to be happy with you because you are my happiness. I can only entrust my happiness to you. If you get hurt just for my own satisfaction, isn't that getting unfair to you, Cherry? Samuel was crying.

Samuel held his very sore chest. His hand was firmly clenched under the table there.

Am I meant to be just your shadow? If that's true, I'm sincere as long as you stay fine even if I'm the one who's not okay. His mind again with a wound that was increasingly gaping wide in his heart.

As well as Nada, her heart suddenly felt extremely ill like hers had been forcibly captured. Separated from himself and left himself alone in this cruel world.

The two did not disconnect the view that even Jasmine who was still speaking was no longer heard in their ears. For a long time the two were swept away in the endless whirlpool before Samuel cut off his gaze and turned his gaze to his mother.

"Yes, it's up to you" he said flatly and removed a tear from the corner of his eye.

Deg

Wh why? Why is this so sick? Inner Tone while holding his extremely claustrophobic chest. His body immediately shivered and cold sweat began to pour out violently.

"Vio,"call him in the heart.

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..."You know, even though my body isn't with you, my heart always chooses you."...

...Samuel Octavio Admadewa...

...♡♡♡♡...

Translate :

Kitchen mask \= Kitchen Mask

Oregano \= An herbal plant that has a sharp flavor and strong taste

Plating \= Arrangement or serving

Private room \= Private space