Don't despise my Shortcomings
Naqi Chef

"Mas actually can not even balance wheat? Why mess everywhere," cried Cyra when he saw Naqi weighing flour but instead the powdery object scattered down on the table and elsewhere.

"It could be, time just do the easy thing rich gini alone can not. Partially if the fall can be cleaned, very difficult," Naqi snorted not to blame.

"Kalo kaya is the name added to the work of Mas. If the work of anything is neat, let all neat so do not add other work afterwards." Cyra took over Naqi's work and exemplified it. While Naqi saw the work of Cyra neat and clean. Not as messy as he is. Which leaves marks everywhere.

"Want to help the mixer fall asleep?" cyra asked by thrusting a mixer with a split egg inside.

"Never mess up again?" reply Naqi, afraid that even later added work again.

"No, if you work slowly, everything has a trick so as not to fall apart" said Cyra softly so that Naqi does not easily blush.

Finally Naqi wanted to try using a mixer, a tool that he had only held for the rest of his life. After Cyra had taught step by step, Naqi's work was not a mess and the dough consisting of eggs, sugar and emulsifiers that were originally diluted had now turned white.

Cyra decreased the speed and began to include bananas that had previously been humiliated Cyra stirring using a shoe and Naqi seemed to focus on paying attention to the flexibility of Cyra stirring the dough, and Naqi looked focused on the flexibility of Cyra stirring the dough, alternately Cyra put wheat flour and butter that has been melted with chocolate drak. do not forget Cyra also added chocolate porridge so that the chocolate taste more. After the dough is mixed evenly Cyra pours the dough on a baking sheet that has previously been smeared with margarine and breadboard paper.

Previously Cyra had set the oven to a predetermined temperature.

Next Cyra and Naqi again start preparing the dough again, this time will make old balls with the same taste that is banana. This time the theme is bananas.

After struggling with all the complexity of making banana cake now the fragrant aroma has begun to smell from behind the oven.

Two brown banana brownie pans and two banana bowls were in the oven. While waiting for the cake made by chef Cyra and chef Naqi mateng. Cyra used the time to wait to clean up the kitchen, whose appearance is now very chaotic.

While Naqi sat on the kitchen floor, leaning on the kichen set, and massaging her legs, which felt very sore back and forth helped the lady Cyra take all the cake-making necessities. Naqi was the assistant to Chef Cyra.

"Mas don't sit there dong, ngalangin jalan ajah. What about keinjek?" nagging Cyra who found it difficult to move because Naqi blocked the path with her long legs.

"You don't know my feet pegel, from back and forth keep bantun you make cake. If you know how to suffer like this, I'm mending overtime in the office" Naqi snorted.

"Geez Mas you even just stand as the audience is exhausted it complains pegel. Very cool of you," Cyra replied in a mocking tone.

"What you said was just watching! You who keep asking me to help you take this take it! You are not aware," replied Naqi did not accept to be said only as a spectator. When the debate happened, suddenly came.

"Well, this smells good, it's very tempting." Mamih sniffed the origin of the fragrant aroma that filled the house.

"Obviously Mih, this is Cyra making Mamih's favorite cake." Cyra arrogantly said that the cake was only made, of course Naqi did not accept.

"Enak sajah made you. It all makes me too time, I'm more cape here," Naqi said not to lose.

"What is this smell? Qari is hungry." Qari suddenly entered adding to the crowd in the kitchen.

"You're home, is work done?" asked Naqi sarcastically. He thought that Qari must have escaped.

"Udah dong bang is done, I can now do my own report. My smart brain is reliable now." Qari boasted of herself who could already work on the report.

"Switchy brains from Hong Kong. Even though you should be a former student who has studied abroad can do more than that. But you lost far the same brain as Alzam. He can even contribute his brilliant ideas. While you work on the report still depends on Alzam," taunted Naqi, who was the same when he invited his sister to fight. Qari does not want to be confused with Alzam.

For Qari he with his minimal brain was the cleverest.

In the midst of the debate Naqi and Qari were where Mamih was present in their midst as a referee.

"Well." Cyra carried a Bronis pan with a sprinkling of cheese on top and a banana-flavored old-fashioned sponge pan with a sprinkling of grated chocolate on top.

Cyra had already cut with equal parts flat.

"Where's my grandfather?" ask Cyra who wants to divide the pieces of cake, but does not see grandfather join them.

"Grandfather in his study. Lately he is like dealing with a big business. Not to be bothered if you are already in the room.

"Did Cyra bring this cake. Grandpa's not angry later." Cyra was still afraid that she would be angry with him.

"You try sajah. I think if you bring it will not be angry anyway. Because surely grandfather likes cake buata you cake delicious so it can relieve the stress because of work." Mamih gave her proposal.

Naqi, Qari and Mamih, enjoying the cake that Cyra makes is indeed every Cyra made is always delicious and makes the eating do not want to stop. Like the current Qari he again picked up the piece of cake for the third time. I think working on the report already made his body lose a lot of energy.

Cyra left the others who still enjoy the pleasure of the cake made by Cyra. While Cyra brought a plate of cake for him with two flavors and a cup of coffee in accordance with grandfather's favorite.

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"Get in!!" Sounds authenticated from the inside, when Cyra just knocked on the door of grandfather's office.

Cyra opened the door slowly so that the tray he was carrying did not shake especially until it fell.

"Sorry, Cyra is bothering Grandpa. Cyra brought a cake made by Cyra and Mas Naqi for Grandpa to taste." Cyra carefully brought the tray to grandfather's desk.

Grandpa seemed to be frowning his forehead. "Naqi makes cakes?" ask Grandpa strangely.

"Yes, this is the result. Cobain deh tastes no less delicious than the results made by famous cake shops," praise Cyra by placing a plate of cake and a cup of coffee in front of Grandpa.

"Who's the cake?" ask Cyra who saw a woman who looked like her, but it was clear it was not her, the article in the photo appears once that the woman is older than Cyra.