storyteller

Baiklah. Oleh kerana twitter berperangai anjing malam ni, aku bercadang nk udate blog. Hihi.

There's one story I used to read.

In a kingdom far far away live a couple of wife and husband. They have a daughter called tiara. Their king, raja idris have a son name mahathir.

One day, raja idris make a contest to find his son's wife. He doesn't believe at 'darjat'. He want his son marry one of the village girl. So, the contest contain, 1. Cooking. 2. Sewing. Because his son, mahathir love to eat. Then he called every girl in the country to join this contest. The prize is, 1. Marry his son. 2. 500 thousand cash.

Tiara is one of the girl that want to join the contest. She didn't have a beatiful face like her other friends. Instead of that, she still want to join the contest. Her cooking is superb. No one can beat her on cooking.

The day come. The palace is start yo full with girl who want to join the contest. The condition is, they must cook at the place. No home made food allowed. So, there's a lot of girl who draw from the contest. Tiara is pretty confident when she look around and found only a few left. She don't want to marry Mahathir because she know that this Mahathir is so charming, handsome and everything that can related to perfect. She, hell no. Far away from perfect. She just want the cash prize. Using the money, she can renovate her house.

The contest start. Tiara start to cook his trademark dish. Chicken in soy sauce. Always. She know what she do. That's everyone in her village favourite. Othe girl she see, is cooking pasta, chicken chop and other western menu. She is too poor that she never eat that kind of food. But she didn't care. She eat what she can afford.

After 2 hours of cooking, the test is over. Now sewing skills is on the table. The girls need to sew a few of sewing technique. Jahit sembat, jahit silang, leher karipap and others. Tiara, she's not really good in sewing. She only know few of the technique.

"Whatever happen, I need to try." She said.

After also 2 hours of the sewing test, the works need to be judge by the royal taylor.everyone passed their works infront.

"Thank God its over."

Tiara join her family members to wait for the ending ceremony.

"How was it ?" Her mother asked.
"Okay I guess. I cooked our favourite dish. I hope it turns out to be what I want" she hope.

The bell is ringing. Every girl who joined the contest need to be infront of the king. The king want to say something.

"Hye everyone. So, you know why all of you here right ? Now, without any furthe due, I called my son, Mahathir to announce the winner, as long as her future wife." He smile.

"Hye girls. I've taste everyone's dish and lokk at your sewing works. Some were good, some were upseting me. Now for the winner."

The sound of the drums is around. Tiara who didn't expect her name will be pronounce as a winner just sit close to the exit. She want to be the first to back home. She's ready to walk towards the exist when she heard something familiar.

"Ahh, it must just my ear." She thought.

"Tiara ! Tiara is the winner ! Where's my Tiara ?" Mahathir said.

Slowly she turns and raise her hand up in the air. In her face, she was so suprised untill not even a word spill out from her mouth.

"Come here. Come here my dear future wife." Mahathir smile. What he see is a girl with nice scarf, plain face and afraid.

She was so shocked ! She really don't expect that she won the contest.

"She's ugly ! She's not fit with you!" Someone scream.

"Shut up ! What I see is a strong girl and know how too cook my favourote dish." Mahathir said.

"Thank you my highness." She said in tears.

-the end-

Ending ?

As usual, typical story, Mahathir and Tiara live happily ever after. Tiara managed to persuade her parents to live at the palace. :)

Okey, aku tatau apa angin aku tulis ni. Btw, thanks for reading ! 'If there's any.' Hihi.