Cangkir Mas Novels & Stories

Cecep shouted to his members while embracing Tukijo. "Got it!" they answered in unison. There were around eighteen of them sitting beside a long table. Various dishes such as, rames rice, fried rice, yellow rice, uduk rice, batagor, dumplings, crackers, and various kinds of fried foods such as, mendoan, bakwan, brontak tofu, risoles, comro equipped with green cayenne pepper as a tongue starter, making the stomach they growl. There are also one cartons of Airqu glasses available which are located in the corner of the canteen.

Her laughter boomed until she clapped her hands together, drawing attention to her surroundings until she realized she needed to shut her mouth as soon as possible. Serena shook her head in surprise. Her eyebrows furrowed high. "I thought the dere would be cool enough to get you, but it turned out to be cute too." "It's just that I'm really insistent on making it official with Angga," Maureen complained before sipping from the straw stuck in her iced coffee. Amerikano, a type of espresso that is diluted and can be accepted on an empty stomach without sugar. It was still bitter on Maureen's tongue.

My hand was shaking until I couldn't hold the cellphone "Na, what's wrong with you?" "Daddy ..." ~Note: Wedang is a traditional drink from Indonesia

"Green is my favourite color as well." Oh, he wouldn't live this one down, would he? "Here," He said, passing her the green mug. "I'll take the pink instead. I didn't drink out of this, so don't worry." Her brows furrowed. "Okay..." She reached for the green mug and held it between her hands. It was warm, and kinda smelled nice. "What's this?" "It's Masala Chai tea. A combination of black pepper, ginger and cloves. It's great for post-rain warmth."

Setelah dia keluar kamar buru-buru kutuang susu di botol air mineral yang ada di nakas lalu kubungkus plastik hitam yang memang disediakan Kartika untuk tempat menaruh sampah. "Nih, Tiara, sendoknya, cepetan diminum. Lha kok sudah kosong cangkirnya?" "Tadi nyeruput sedikit ternyata seger juga jadi langsung kuhabisin, deh." "Nakal kamu, sengaja ngerjain aku, ya," ucap Mas Fikri memencet hidungku, kutahan saja rasa jijik dan muak ini.

ketus Iqbal while staring at Gilang. Gilang smiled obliquely while looking at the coffee given Iqbal, Dita who was confused to see those who seemed to be fighting. "It seems, ice affogato is very powerful to improve mood betol said Iqbal."say Dita while giving to Gilang while smiling. "Really?"I asked, Dita nodded. Gilang immediately took out his wallet and gave the card to Iqbal, Iqbal received it and returned it after payment was completed. "Thank you, please go."Iqbal said while telling Gilang to leave with open arms.

Kartika chuckles with her head full of dirty stuff. Kartika walks forward entering the kitchen. She finds herself in a small room full of kitchen utensils like pots, pans, woks, knives, etc. Suddenly, everything goes dark. She suddenly sees two kitchen stations with stoves, cutting boards, and baskets full of ingredients. Jeje then appears before her. He wears a blazer and he is holding a microphone just like an MC. He then says, ”Ladies, and Gentlemen! Welcome to "Masak Apa Saja, yang Penting Enak"! (Cooking anything tastes good) Today, the competitors are...”

Walang special sa kape na iyon, milk, sugar at brewed coffee beans lang naman iyon. "Here's your order, sir." "Thank you," Sambit niya. Tumango lang ako sa kanya. "Go, tikman mo na." Udyok ko. Gusto ko lang kasing makita ang reaksyon niya. Kaya ko siya pinapa-madali. Bumilis ang tibok ng puso ko, habang dahan-dahan niyang tinatanggal ang facemask niya. Pa-suspense naman 'tong nurse na 'to.

she snapped her fingers in the air as a grin escaped her lips, "and he's begging for mine." Her laughter boomed to the point of applause, drawing attention all around until she realized she needed to shut her mouth as soon as possible. Serena shook her head in surprise. Her eyebrows furrowed high. "I thought the dere would be cool enough to get you. " "It's just that I'm really insistent on making it official for Angga and I," Maureen complained before taking a sip from the straw stuck in her iced coffee. Americano, a type of espresso that is diluted and acceptable on an empty stomach without sugar. It was still bitter on Maureen's tongue.

The man also wanted to talk to his lawyer for a while. A male barista greeted Camilla with a smile. "Good afternoon, how may I help you?" On the young man's uniform shirt was a name pin on his chest. "Steve". "I'd like two iced Americanos and one mushroom spaghetti, and ah let me remember, what would Kairav like to eat?" Camilla was talking to herself but the girl's gesture remained relaxed. "Ah, yes, perhaps roasted beef," she said then. She who already knew what Kairav's habitual and favorite drink was didn't need to ask her fiancé first.