Married On Agreement
(Season 2) 54. I really suck!
Seen Aunt maid is busy washing kitchen utensils, she felt shocked to see Beautiful was busy looking around for something in the refrigerator. One of his hands was still staring at the screen of the phone, reading the recipe that Melly sent through a message.
"What's the lovely Miss looking for?" aunty asked, she wiped her hand off the remaining water on the napkin and approached Beautiful in front of the refrigerator.
Beautifully turned to her, "I want to find the ingredients to make Bi fried rice. As in this recipe," she showed her phone before the eyes of the maid's aunt.
"I just got a red onion" the other hand has 4 red onion cloves.
"Dear Miss want some fried rice?"
Lovely nods. "I want fried rice to make it too."
"Don't make Miss, let's just get Aunt. Let Auntie find the recipe according to the message on Miss's phone."
His hand was outstretched asking for a phone Beautiful, Beautiful directly gave it to him. "But Bi, I want to make it myself. It seems like making fried rice is easy!" beautiful with certainty.
Though he had never made fried rice at all, he recalled the last time he cooked. Yes with her mother, when she was pregnant. It also just slices red onions.
"Don't! Let Auntie be. Mending Miss just eat and sit sweet," said Bibi while taking all the ingredients in the refrigerator.
But Indah still ngeyel and kekeh want to make it yourself. Auntie put all the ingredients as prescribed and put them in a small tub. To make it easy beautiful.
Beautiful already holding a cutting board and a knife, ready to slice the material. First is the red onion.
"Let Auntie alone Miss, later caught by Mr. Mawan Bibi can be angry," he said preventing and holding the hand of Beautiful who had managed to slice half an onion.
Beautifully smiled and brushed off Aunt's hand. "What is this aunt talking about? Why Papah is angry, Papah will be happy if I make fried rice for him," replied Indah confidently. Feel like it's gonna work.
After finishing slicing all the ingredients, Auntie picked up a few eggs. "This is Miss' egg, you want Auntie to shake it, right?"
"No. Let me be alone," Lovely take the egg in her hand. Break it into a bowl and shake it slowly with a spoon.
But his assistant was still busy accompanying, as if feeling scared and anxious. He also did not believe that Indah would succeed in making fried rice.
"Auntie is standing there. Don't comenigh!Don't disturb my concentration in making fried rice."
Feel very uncomfortable and can not be free. Finally the Aunt relented, she withdrew her body away a little from Indah, but she still noticed the movements of Beautiful in cooking.
He had already lit the stove and put a frying pan on it, Beautiful looking for vegetable oil, his eyes were going around. "Gegetable oil next to the salt place Non."
Beautifully raised her thumb up and poured vegetable oil slowly.
He went back to looking at the phone screen, what the first step Lovely did.
"Enter onions with garlic," he said while reading. His hand was already holding the cutting board to pour it over the hot oil.
But instead his arm nudged the pan until it spilled, onions were already splattered on the floor and the hot oil was spilled towards the back of his left hand.
"Aawww ..." Beautiful pekik, feeling very sore.
Aunty's eyes widened she immediately ran closer to Indah, the back of her hand was already reddened and like it was about to blister.
"God! Wait a minute Miss, Auntie's gonna get some toothpaste."
Aunty ran to her bathroom, to immediately take what she said just now.
"Good, what happened!" said someone behind Beautiful body, he looks so panicked. His hand is holding his arm.
"I want breakfast with you and Bayu."
Aunty maid came and directly helped Indah to wash her hands. "In the toothpaste first Miss, let's not blister," he slowly smeared it.
"We'll just go to the hospital, I'll take you," Rio asked. He held back his beautiful hand.
"No need this is okay," declined Beautiful.
"What's this about? Why is it so noisy in the kitchen!" mawan said loudly.
He was already neatly wearing a maroon-red suit and riding Bayu, he just woke up. His feet approached the three of them.
Her eyes widened. "Beautiful, why your hands, dear? Why is it like this?" mawan asked worriedly while stroking his son's hair.
"It's okay, Pah. It's only exposed to hot oil" replied Indah casually.
"Hot oil?! What the hell are you doing? Why is it in the kitchen?"
"I want to make fried rice, Pah."
"You're doing it yourself! There's an Auntie!" it's still early in the morning, but Mawan's tubers are already hot.
"Father, don't be angry Beautiful. Poor thing, I will drive her to the hospital," Rio said, he felt sorry for Beautiful, his face was even now crowning while looking at his own hands.
"No need. It's okay, I want to continue making rice ...."
"Is this how you still want to make it again? What is kapok?! Why are you always acting so weird! Been there to the hospital, don't let your hands get infected!" assault Mawan loudly.
Beautiful looking at Mawan's face, his eyes have glared at him. Beautiful did not dare to answer because she was afraid. Finally he complied and came with Rio, to take him to the hospital.
Papah this is excessive, the time his son wants to make fried rice is said to act strange?! What a weird thing! He should be happy to see his son cooking. Huh ... But I failed too, I suck! I even just wanted to pour the material, but it's been messed up like this. Mamma.... I am so ashamed of myself at my age. I can only boil water and fry eggs. I used to be too busy working, so lazy to go to the kitchen.
Beautiful mind, feeling disappointed in yourself.
After leaving Beautiful and Rio out of the house. Mawan stared intently at the maid, Aunt is still busy cleaning up the remaining onions scattered on the floor.
"Can Aunt just shut up? Shouldn't let Auntie cook! He can't!"
Aunty stood in front of Mawan, but lowered her gaze in fear. "I'm sorry, sir. But Miss Beautiful is forcing. He said he wanted to make his own fried rice."
"I don't want this incident to happen again, what more beautiful wretch! If that happens, you don't have to work here anymore!" mawan threatened.
His feet had already stepped away from the kitchen.
Bayu held Mawan's face that was sweaty and emotionally visible, his little hand rubbed the sweat water on Grandpa's forehead.
"Opa ... Opa don't even. Kacian Bunda cama Aunty in omelin."
Mawan smiled and kissed Bayu's cheek. "Opa is not angry, baby," he said slowly.
"You smell asem. You want to take a shower with Opa, right?"
"You Opa!" sahut Bayu with pleasure.
Mawan re-entered the beautiful room. invited Bayu to take a bath.