Cooking rice

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When I wake up next morning, the sun is already shining. I see Silvie still sleep peacefully with her head lean on my chest. We sleep a little longer than usual tonight. I wake her up, so her parent that still sleep will not know her sneaking here to sleep.

"Silvie, wake up, it's already morning"

I wake her up while rubbing her cheek. Slowly she opens her eyes and looks at me with sleepy eyes

"Morning Ikki, is this really morning?"

"Good morning Silvie, look you can see sunlight from ventilation"

"Um, you right Ikki, I must wake up now and prepare something to eat for father. Usually, he always brings something to eat when he going out"

She gives me a kiss before getting up and steps down from the bed, takes a siwak brush and goes to the well to clean up. I also follow her to wash my face and brush my teeth. After that, I check my alkali container before help Silvie takes some firewood in the storage and make the fire. Well, with my lighter, make fire is easier and faster than before. Silvie start boil some potatoes and water to make a drink.

"Ikki, do you have any idea what I should prepare for father? we don't have any fish or meat anymore"

"You can make vegetarian Frikadel, Silvie, just add with some other spices like garlic or onion or vegetables like leeks to replace meat, half fry them before mix with mashed boiled kentang, then you can fry them like usual"

"Oh, okay. I can make it"

"Can you get me some rice? I want to make something from that too"

"Alright"

After Silvie gives me the sack contains rice, I take some handful of rice and put in the pot. I go to well to rinse the rice because it still contains some dirt and small stones. After the rice is clean enough, I start to boil it in the stove. I still don't know what should I make with this rice, but I should make it first before making it into something else. It's been several days before eating rice, make me really miss its taste

We still busy in the kitchen when chief Harvard come in.

"Good morning, you two wake up earlier than us, hahaha"

"Morning chief, since you want to meet people from other refugee camps, we prepared something for your provision in the road"

"Oh that's great, make it a bit more, maybe I can use that to attract those people to join our village"

"Good thinking chief, we will make much more for that"

"Ah, right, if you need meat just go to Matius place and ask for that, I'll be the one who takes care the payment for that, master Ikki"

"Sure chief"

"Um, I'll wash my face first then inspect the village before going to meet those people. Master Ikki, you need a horse to go to find the ingredient? I can bring one for you here"

"No need chief, I prefer to walk and look at the surroundings thoroughly, I'm afraid I will miss something if I ride a horse"

"Okay, just be careful, then"

After that, he leaves us to go to the well in the backyard. According to Silvie, because her father has a duty as village chief, it's her mother that takes care of the field they owned. Her father only works for plowing the field and the other field job that needs manpower. Other jobs like planting, nurturing, remove weed all done by her mother. No wonder I hardly see Mrs. Harvard at home. She usually only back for a while before lunch to cook with Silvie, but after my arrival, It seems cooking job become me and Silvie's duty in this house.

I'm a bit lucky they have their own salt, although originally it used for ceremonial use, after I come here and introduce the salt taste for the dish, Silvie start uses it for the cooking. Moreover, I also know how to make it, so they expect they can get salt again without having to buy it from the merchant.

I leave Silvie to make the Frikadel by herself because I believe she can make it. I just watch my rice pot. I don't want to leave it and make it burnt. It's something that I already dreamed to eat again after I come to this world.

After twenty minutes finally, the rice in the pot already cooked. I grab a spoon and take a scoop from the rice pot, it still has some steam on it and it's hot. I blow it several times to make it cool before putting it into my mouth and chew it.

That's it!

This is a taste that I've missed for several days, the taste of rice. The textures of its grains when I chewing it, the feeling when it rubbed my tongue gently. Ugh, I want to cry from happiness to be able to eat this rice again. Although it's not the same white rice that I eat at home, rice still rice, no matter what its color.