Young Miss Pretends to be Poor

The Natural Beautiful

That afternoon after the lecture was over, Yuki hurried to walk back to Bu Yaah's house so that his work would not be neglected.

A car passed by the girl. Inside, a man named Putra, who had dumped him looks into Yuki's face unaware that the man is in the car.

"Kiki ... beautiful natural, but unfortunately, she is not a girl from among the people ..." murmured looking at the girl to disappear behind the wall of the roadside house.

The car drove back towards the campus, entering and stopping on the lower floor, where the student car park.

"Darling!!"

A spoiled voice of the woman who had added to the thickness of her powder waved at the Son.

Queensya ran to the man's car. The son immediately opened the car door for the spoiled girl who was now kissing her cheek in front of the crowd. The white face of the Son met red because of the shame seen by many people. The girl seemed proud of what she was doing.

"Thank you, Honey!"

The girl came in and sat in the car. He waited for Son to put on his seatbelt like a romantic story on television.

"Wear your seatbelt" tell your son when he gets into the car.

Grumbling because it turns out the Son even told him to use it himself, he then did it too.

"Not romantic!" his nag.

"You mean??" asked the man to hear his girlfriend's tirade.

"Yes, you're not romantic. Time doesn't use me seatbelt!"

Huh, what the heck is standard romance for him? Was it not enough to pick me up every day until I left my own school?

"I'm sorry, tomorrow I'll pair again .." said Putra relented.

"Thank you, Honey. Dong this .... Mmm, I'm not coming to college tomorrow."

"Lho, why?"

"I was suspended because the poor girl slapped and pushed me, but she told the dean that I was the one who did that."

"What??! Why are you quiet?? Is there CCTV??" shouted the angry son.

"Udahlah, dear. I'm not okay. Tomorrow the wrong one will still prove his mistake! Just shut up now, I give up on him!"

"Can't! I'm going downstairs for your dean's explanation!!"

My son is getting out of the car. However, it was prevented by Queensya.

"Don't! He will be expelled from campus! Poor scholarship can be scorched! Go, Honey! Forget about that problem. Anyway, tomorrow we can go for a walk. You want to, right?"

"But I have a lot of activities ...."

"Ah, Honey. Entertain me, I just sad not to be able to come to college ..." whine Queensya.

"Hhh .. okay."

The man immediately started the car, then drove out of the parking lot.

"So dong ... my handsome future husband!"

While chattering about their equivalence from Queensya's mouth, they drove to Queensya's house.

*

"Kiki! You cook it!" the screams of Bu Yayah echoed inside the house. The woman was holding her cell phone in the store.

"Wooh! Cook it?? Can't be me ..." murmured Yuki softly.

"Kikiiii!!!!" reworked.

"Eh, yes, Mom! I heard!"

"Do you have a mouth?? Why not answer that!!"

"Huh, have no eyes anyway, when the mouth is sticking he did not see!" he mumbled again.

"Kikiiii!!!!"

"Yeah, Buuu ...."

"Snap to the kitchen!! There mustard, meatballs, chilli alike tofu! Sawi equally made ca! Stupid's fried! The cabine is soin sambal!!"

"everything. Duh, open the phone! My phone is old!" slowly complained.

He had to find out the same Bu Yamah himself, with the risk of diomeli because girls do not know the recipe ca mustard, sambal and fried tofu.

"Lho! Forgot the kitchen door?? Why come here!!" yell Bu Yayah. His two sons closed their ears because of the screams.

"Mom, sorry. Uh ... What's the recipe?"

"Alahmak! You I thought I couldn't clean the doang, but it also couldn't cook! Gustiiii!!! It's anecama!!!"

Ugh, I want to chocolate the mouth squid Bu Yayah!

"Yes, Mom. Sorry."

Whatever Mother.

"Kutulisin ya on the way paper, you will just follow the recipe! Not bantuin, even ngerepotin! Ambilin paper equals hunting pen!"

"Ready, Mom. Yes ...."

The girl ran to her room, tore off a piece of paper and brought a pen for the fat woman.

"Here, spit!" The woman snatches the paper and pen from Yuki's hand.

He wrote down three recipes for Yuki. The girl sat down, sleepily waiting for her master to write.

"How dare you sleep! Employer work! Sleeping maid! The recipe! Learn a good making trus!"

Bu Yaah gave the paper to Yuki.

"Thank you, Mom!"

Yuki immediately got up, then walked over while reading the recipe carefully.

"Sawi cut into pieces, wash. Onion, pepper salt kneaded. Fried. Enter the water, after boiling, put the meatballs, just put the mustard."

The girl thought for a moment. "It looks easy this. I can't??"

He immediately took out a knife and mustard. Cut it into pieces and then put into a plastic basin.

"Which one is it?"

Yuki returned before Bu Yayah.

"Why again!" greet the woman.

"Which one is it, Mom?"

"Little bouquets! A little heavy and it feels bad! Don't confuse coriander! A light coriander! Garlic knows! Don't know garlic anymore!"

"Or Ma'am, onion."

"Garem know what??"

"Tau Ma'am, salty one, right?"

"Yes! Don't upil you enter!"

"Yes Ma'am" replied Yuki.

The girl immediately returned to the kitchen. Completed all three recipes of Bu Yayah despite sometimes pacing back and forth to meet the woman.

Go at lunch.

"Sir, Mom, the food is ready!"

"Yes! Come on sir, we'll eat together! The kids! Come eat! Don't play with HP!"

"Ah, the mother from earlier was also a mere HP toy!" aurel Protest.

"Mother while guarding the shop! You guys take care of what!"

"Jaga Mama!" answer the two in unison.

"Huh! Udah, come! Stomach rumbling!" take Bu Yayah.

The five of them began to sit down to eat at the dining table. Yuki. It was like waiting for the test results.

Ms. Bayah brought rice for her husband, then her two children, then herself. Then began the woman scooping vegetables onto dishes, taking tofu, then chili for husband.

Bu Yaah started scooping rice and vegetables into her mouth, starting to open her mouth. With her mouth gaping and timid, Yuki looked at them. Bu Yamah had not put a spoon in his mouth because he saw Yuki.

"Ngapain you?? Mangap follow? If you want, eat it! It doesn't have to be!"

The woman's words make Yuki flinch and realize she is hypnotized for fear of the reaction of family members.

"No, Ma. Nope! Sorry!"

Yuki ran behind the door. The girl stood glued, turned her back to the door. Still waiting with worry.

Five minutes. There was no negative reaction.

"Brand!!!"

"Dude!"

Yuki pias's face, pale. Must be complaining, not delicious!

"Kiki! Get me some drinking water! How the hell are you! Until the forgetfulness of the white water supply!"

Yuki breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, yes Buuuu!"

Thank goodness they didn't complain about my cooking!