I'm Pamit...

I'm Pamit...
Part 43's


"dadna, adla wants mimi susyu"


"yes for a minute, don't be noisy Daddy's still bobo okay"


"well, what is unda?"


"dear, I just got home from work yesterday"


"syusu na banak unda"


"yes son"


This morning was a little different, if one week ago Aleena would sleep hugging Andra or bolting then last night she slept hugged by Azriel, her husband.


Today Aleena had to go to the boutique again, because it had been 3 days he did not go to the boutique because he accompanied his son to play, yes, even though there was a mother who nurtured Yeni still Andra did not allow her mother to leave.


Sunlight reached Azriel's eyes, she began to blink her eyes adjusting the ambient light.


A smile rose from Azriel's lips, waking up to see her son playing with a henchman to warm his heart.


"What's the prime?" the distinctive hoarse voice of waking up is still clearly heard


"Adla ain lobot balu"


"is it good for robots?"


"banet's cadaver, see ya"


"same-sama darling"


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A full day passed by Aleena and Azriel with their busy lives, this afternoon Buna Erlin had time to call Aleena to ask permission to take Andra to the mansion.


Aleena did not mind at all because she knew how lonely the mansion was when there was no Azkara or Azriel and herself.


"*Assalamualaikum dear, brother outside yes"


"Wa'alaikumussalam bang, beware yes this is again sorted"


"wait yes"


"yes dear*"


Shortly after the phone call was switched off, Aleena ran into Azriel's car with breathless breathing.


"honey, even though you don't stay you know why you have to run away anyway" Azriel scolded Aleena.


"my brother's pity is long-awaited" Aleena replied after drinking the mineral water in Azriel's car.


"Andra wants to buyin what yank?"


"yes.."


Until their house went straight upstairs to clean up, after bathing Aleena left the room and headed for the kitchen.


He made some snacks that he really wanted since noon, wanted to buy it he was lazy to find where the food seller was.


"what cooking is mbak?" ask mbok warsi


"meat eating thymus yam mbok"


"cock suddenly mbak?"


"actually no mbok, it was the same phone as I saw him again eating and also Aleena long time did not eat so want to be deh" explained Aleena


"i'm here to help mbak"


" let Aleena alone mbok, mbok just rest"


"no papa let me help you"


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Hearing the adzan magrib aleena and mbok warsi rest for prayer first, actually not difficult also make the thymus but Aleena had started already quite late afternoon.


"what did you do with the warsi bok?" ask Azriel before they pray


"make thymus know, right?"


"or, grandma used to do that a lot"


"later try it if the adek who made it"



...photo by google...


Does anyone know about the thymus yet? author try to explain to the author ya gais.


If in the place of the author his name is emang timus, there may be some others also his name but not papa the point remains the same really. So the thymus is a process of ground yam which the initial step is to boil or steam first the yam that has been separated from the skin.


After it is felt to have soft texture of the yam then it can be lifted and mashed, if it is then it can be mixed with a little salt and enough tapioca flour to become calyx.


If it is then can be formed melonjong and put brown sugar in it according to taste after that thymus can be fried and enjoyed.


(Please corrected if wrong, because the author if explaining sometimes lack of detail so please understand)