
Yuki returned to the dining room. Both of his parents were waiting there. Madame Marlina Moon braided her fingers with elbows on the table. The woman could not hide her pride in her only daughter.
While Mr. Bhanu was still folding his hands, waiting for Yuki to hand over the money.
"This, Papi ...."
Yuki put down the three mumps of money that she wrapped in plastic. Similar to a bank that comes from the market.
"Count!" yuki's first love man orders it.
Yuki was excited to count the money he had collected in front of his parents. He calculated exactly the last money sheet as big as his mission.
"This, Pi. Then, this is twelve million flowers" Yuki said, putting the money he got on the table, right in front of his papa.
The smug smile of the man in front of Yuki was engraved clearly, implying his own pride as a father who had a formidable daughter.
"Good, son. That's not fake money, is it?"
"Bapy! Check the money detector!" sewot the girl.
Time, a two-year effort is considered a fake money syndicate??
The laughter of the middle-aged man boomed filled the dining room. Everything melts after that.
"Welcome back home, son!" welcome Mr. Bhanu who forgot to take a bath after returning home from his company because he found his daughter had arrived home.
"Thank God. Thanks, Papi ...."
Yuki stood up then hugged the man tightly. Madam Marlina looked at them with haru. He chose to be silent so that the two men would complete their longing.
The man, the man who loves Yuki, who actually does not have the heart to release his son to an outside life, but for a reason so that his son becomes a tough and strong woman for the girl's own life, finally the path she chose and it turned out that her son had metamorphosed into a strong woman beyond her expectations.
"Bath first, huh? That Abis we had dinner together. Papi wants to talk about what you did during the mission," said Mr. Bhanu.
Suddenly Yuki got up from sitting down and immediately came out of the dining room.
"Let me prepare dinner!" he screamed as he walked into the kitchen.
The two old men looked at their daughter.
"But, why is he so diligent?"
"Yes, the change is huge" decak Mr. Bhanu saw his son.
*
"Sar, what do you want to cook?" ask Yuki in the kitchen.
The kitchen room was always in the handling of Bik Sar, Mbak Koneng and Cici. In addition to them, other servants are in charge of cleaning the entire household, swimming pool and garden.
"You cook fried fish, young mango sauce, same ca kale, Non! Miss why go to the kitchen? Want a drink or need a snack? Let Cici be ready!" said Bik Sar will almost call Cici who is preparing spices and cooking ingredients.
"No, Bik. Mm. .. I'm the only one cooking!" yuki.
"Eh, you can't hold a knife, if you hit your hand, it'll bleed and sting!" scold the middle-aged woman who served in the house since Yuki was a baby.
"Well, if you get a knife, there's plaster! Here, let me do it all, Bik! Bik Sar sit down, sit down!"
Yuki pushed and sat the woman down quietly to the kitchen chair. Bik Sar looks very confused, but also according to his young lady. Meanwhile, Mbak Koneng and Cici looked at Nonanya worried.
"Miss doesn't hurt, does it?" whisper them.
Yuki took the seasoning prepared by Cici. He had him memorize his way out of his head and sliced his spice swiftly. The three people just saw it.
"That's what Nita said. Miss changed, greatly changed ..." sizzled Bik Sar at his two assistants who were terrified to see her nona.
"Miss doesn't get possessed by handsome chef Juno, does she?" tukas Cici whispered.
In a short period of time, like the cooking scene on television, Yuki had prepared three dishes at once. The three spectators simply gawked and clapped to see it finished.
"Great Miss, it smells amazing. Could've shifted this Sar Bik!" koneng Mbak Cappe.
"Ah, I can, but calm Bik Sar, I will not shift you. Smells good, but first taste it, Ma'am Koneng. It doesn't taste good!" yuki said thrusting her cooking.
Mbak Koneng slowly scooped the sauce, then let a moment and sipped it, awaited by two people who were hopefully anxious to see his honest expression.
Mbak Koneng held the ca briefly in his mouth and swallowed it wide, but briefly then narrowed his eyes with his mouth showing pleasure.
"Delicious!" his praise.
"Ah, the biggest lie! Try the same fish!" tell Yuki to Bik Sar and Cici.
They took a spoonful of mango chili and a piece of fish.
"Yes, you know! It's yummy! Kayak in the restaurants! Uh, Non Yuki didn't see the recipe either, did she?" cici said to Mbak Koneng and Bik Sar who were also busy tasting all the dishes.
"Ah yes, Non Yuki pin-...."
"Lho, where's Miss?"
The girl they were looking for was washing dirty dishes, knives, cutting boards, basins to pans that had been used for cooking.
Bik Sar patted his eel, "Come on helpin Miss!"
"L-yes, Bik!"
*
"Is this you cooking?" asked Mr. Bhanu to his son when they finished eating all the dishes.
"Yes, not good, Pi?" ask Yuki.
"Great boy!" mrs Marlina Moon.
"Yes, it's delicious!" said Mr. Bhanu.
"Times, anyway?" ask Yuki.
"Yes!" sahut Mr. Bhanu and Mrs Marlina together.
The two did not expect his daughter to be able to process such delicious cuisine. Even slightly better than the Bik Sar they had chosen as the head of the kitchen because of the woman's proficiency in cooking.
"Eh, what are you doing out there, Yuki?" asked the man while taking the kale back into his plate.
"Much, Pi!"
Yuki told me everything she had experienced during those two years. Meeting with Bu Yayah until the Fall of the Awakening pioneered the business. He didn't tell her about things that worried his parents, like an accident in a pine forest.
"The money Papi returns to you, whatever you want to wear for what," said the man heard his son's efforts.
"You want me to rent a business and buy kitchenware, Pi!" yuki was excited.
"Lease?? Can you buy it?" asked her mama frowned.
"Mommy, this is my business, I have to build it myself. Later if I can't buy, then I use your money."
Mr. Bhanu and Mrs Marlina Moon looked at each other and shrugged.
"Have you guys seen me, Pi, Mi!" yuki laughed.
"Huh, whatever."
The woman sighed, realizing her son was very stubborn if he wanted something.