Genius Son My name is Aji
Javanese Noodles

"Oh, you mean Javanese bakmi?" tanya Aji made sure, that Elisha's desire is indeed as it is in the picture of his mind.

Elisha, nod quickly. He was so excited to be able to taste noodles, with typical Javanese spices. Especially if her husband is the one who cooks for her.

Finally, Aji accepted his wife's request. He would go to the kitchen to make boiled noodles at the request of his pregnant wife. He did not want, Elisha resisted his will, if only to eat food.

Aji, get out of the room. He headed towards the kitchen to meet Aunt Lasmi. He asked permission, to be able to use the kitchen tonight, so that he could make his wife May Godok ala java.

Aunt Lasmi, actually not sure if Aji can fulfill the request of his wife. Moreover, the existing kitchen spices, may not be the same as those in Indonesia there. But, Aji assured aunt Lasmi, that she can make Javanese noodles without having to use the most complete spices possible, as commonly used in Indonesia. He also asked Lasmi's aunt to prepare charcoal to cook the noodles later.

Finally, Lasmi's aunt lets Aji into the kitchen and cook. He even, comes to notice how Aji prepares all the ingredients he needs.

Aji, take noodles, which certainly is not the same as wet yellow noodles in Indonesia, especially in Java, and also chicken meat and eggs.

Aji also looks for vegetables, such as mustard, cabbage, tomatoes, celery, chives and others in the refrigerator. He also prepared all the necessary herbs.

Onion he replaced with onions. He also did not make pickled pickles, because Elisha could not he pasted the noodle menu with a spicy taste. Only chili that he followed as a seasoning only.

Aunt Lasmi, still paying attention to how Aji concocted and cooked all the ingredients and seasonings she had prepared. He is amazed, by the way Aji, who turns out to be good at cooking. In fact, earlier he had doubted the ability of Aji, the adopted son of his great master.

Bibi Lasmi, pay attention to Aji, because all of you want to learn, how to make noodles typical of Indonesians, especially Javanese, because who, tomorrow-tomorrow, Elisha wants the food again, so he can make it.

Aji, making java noodles is not just one portion. He also made it for his adoptive father, Lasmi's aunt and of course for Elisha himself, who had wanted it.

A few minutes later, all the noodles were ready. There are three plates, which contain the Javanese-style mei godok. Aji, asked Lasmi's aunt, to call her father, to be able to enjoy the food.

Dutifully, Lasmi's aunt went to address the great master Sangkoer Singh, who was in the room. He asked the great master Sangkoer Singh to come out and head to the dining table. There, Aji was waiting for her.

"Is there anything Aji asked me to come to the dinner table?" ask the great lord Sangkoer Singh.

"Master was asked to eat, the food that was requested by your daughter-in-law," replied Aunt Lasmi, explaining to her master.

"What did Elisha ask for?" ask the great lord Sangkoer Singh again. He was curious about her daughter-in-law's request.

"May Java Tuan," replied Aunt Lasmi, according to what she knew.

"May Java? Can you cook Javanese noodles?" ask the great lord Sangkoer Singh, not believing.

"Not me sir, but young master Aji. Sorry, he asked permission to use the kitchen. I forbid it, but he said, if his wife, ask him to cook the noodles himself. Moreover, I have not been able to cook it yet" Aunt Lasmi replied, with a fearful feeling, if the great master Sangkoer Singh was angry.

"Oh, so Aji cooked it himself?" ask the great lord Sangkoer Singh to make sure.

Aunt Lasmi nodded, confirming the question from her master.

Grand master Sangkoer Singh, so curious about the food he asked for. He has been to Indonesia many times, but has never tasted the food.

Apparently at the dining table, there was Elisha who was waiting for his arrival, so that he could both enjoy Javanese noodles, the results of her husband's cooking.

"Dad, please."

Aji, thrusting a plate containing Javanese noodles, just like the one in front of Elisha. One more plate, Aji gave to Aunt Lasmi, so that she could feel the food.

"Sit down Aunt Lasmi, and come eat with us," Aji asked, to Aunt Lasmi.

But, Aji urges Aunt Lasmi to take the plate from him. Aunt Lasmi can't turn it down anymore, so she just takes the plate Aji gave her, then takes it to the kitchen. He will eat there, because in the kitchen, there are also tables and chairs, which are commonly used as a place to eat himself, and also other servants in this house.

Aji let aunt Lasmi go. He could not possibly impose his will on Lasmi's aunt, who upheld courtesy and was so obedient to her father's rules.

"Dad eat yes. This is a typical Indonesian food, which was said to be asked by the son-in-law?" ask Sangkoer Singh's father, Aji.

Aji, nodding to the question from her father. He explained that, the taste of this Javanese noodle, is not exactly the same as in Indonesia, because the material is also not the same.

The great lord Sangkoer Singh, became more and more curious about the taste of the noodles. Moreover, Elisha began to eat it voraciously. Elisha, too, fed her husband with the same spoon he used to eat, for there was only one plate for the two of them.

The first bribe, the great lord Sangkoer Singh was silent for a while. He felt the unique taste sensation that was in the seasoning that fused with the noodle sauce. He was so happy to eat it again.

Elisa, too, did the same. Although he knows, if the taste of noodles he eats is not the same as usual in Indonesia, but this is enough to treat his longing with food in Indonesia.

"Thank you, brother. Elisha felt that he was in Jakarta at this time" said Elisha, while feeding her husband.

Aji nodded, then asked for a spoon held by his wife. He instead wanted to feed Elisha, as if he was in Jakarta, in the apartment they occupied first.

"If you want something, say yes, don't just shut up. When it comes to food, Brother is happy to respond to your request, my dear."

The great lord Sangkoer Singh, seeing the togetherness of his son and daughter-in-law with a sense of haru. He wished that they could live happily and happily ever after.

*****

The night was getting late, but it seemed like it had no effect on the great lord Sangkoer Singh, who was waiting for someone to arrive. The guest, who was mentioned this afternoon to Aji.

Elisha has been escorted Aji to the room, so that he can rest and sleep first. He also accompanied his wife, until she was completely asleep.

He rubbed Elisha's stomach, talking with the child still in his wife's womb. As if, his son could hear all his words.

After a few minutes, Elisha was completely asleep, tilted. There was a small pillow that she used for her stomach, in order to be comfortable. Aji, fix the blanket, so that Elisha does not feel cold. After that, Aji just got out of his seat and went outside the room.

Fortunately, their room had already moved down, and was no longer in the upper room. This made it easier for Elisha, not to go up and down the stairs, for the safety of Elisha and his womb.

Aji follows her father Sangkoer Singh, who is in the living room. Waiting for guests who have not yet arrived.

"No news yet, Dad?" aji asked, while sitting on the sofa, not far from where her father was sitting.

"Maybe in a minute. Earlier, the person who picked up gave word that the plane had arrived at the airport" replied Sangkoer Singh's father.

Aji, frowned thinking about what her father said. He felt that something was hidden by his foster father, from him.

This guest, on a plane, was picked up by his father's men as well. Aji, so wonder, "who exactly is that guest?"

But, Aji just kept quiet and waited. He does not want to, thwart his father's plans, with surprises that may be aimed at him as well as Elisha. The people they both miss.

A few minutes later, there was the sound of people chatting outside the house. Although Aji did not hear their words clearly, Aji was convinced that they were speaking Indonesian.

Aji was more and more convinced that what he had been thinking was true.