In one time at the dawn, at village when anyone is still sound asleep, on peculiar day when he wakes up early to prepare for an examination for selective chef in region. With the thought that no one would wake up early like him, he heard the sound of humming, crunching, munching, gulping and slurping. He was curious as to want to know it was a girl in green dress, wearing a high boot, have a long brown hair tied in bun. There's a girl on the wood bench eating quite food on her own in the early morning while her beautiful clear crystal eyes to dairy cattle munching on green grass. The drop dew hasn't yet fallen onto the soil. But it has. The dew shaped drop dropped into the surface of his heart. Creating ripples in at the surface. Homelike has ticked it tickled his heart, and he's having a chuckle for a no reason in the morning when he's usually all serious … just of preparation coming examination.

"Oh, are you here for milk? The shop hasn't opened yet. Can you wait for a while?" asked Tesla.

People would come at early for milk, but the milkman was a young man this time. Frequently, it was older men wearing rugged clothes contrasted with how the one in front is fine looking as the clothes very well-dressed. Maybe the usual milkman delivery man has his vacation today.

"No, I am not. I'm just passing by here by curiosity."

"Curiosity? What curiosity do you have in the morning?"

"The sounds I heard earlier."

"Sound? What sound?"

"I think it comes from you drinking and eating, little lady."

Tesla realized something. "Oh, I'm sorry. I was eating something crunchy. Perhaps the sound was only because I was biting them bit by bit. I like it that way because of the fun. Both of it. Sound and taste."

Typically, no one would accompany her because she was eating them in a place that no one came around, and it's still early morning. That's why she eats them in a way she likes it. Because no one was in her eyes. But this morning, God sent a young man, discovered her embracement ways of eating.

"Do you dislike it? I'm not going to stop just because you don't like it. If so, don't bypass here tomorrow. Because tomorrow it's the same. It's a kind reminder, so you won't hear the things you don't like."

Melas was a little surprised, but also funny feelings came to him. The kind of 'This girl is unlike the other girls' definition in the heart of the one-man taking interest in her. She's very direct and blunt with thoughts, but in a kind and gentle way. Something like the sun's warmth on a cold morning. Giving the feelings of today's sweet and sunny day that last till tomorrow.

"No, it's fine. I glad it is hard to find someone who enjoys eating like you do. I'm happy."

"Is that so? I'm giving you my thanks, chef apprentice."

"How did you know?"

"You're wearing a chef apprentice clothes. I have seen men wearing the one of kind clothes you're wearing." She's been lingering around her father, and she's seen men in plain clothes. She asked father about clothes. It was the clothes of chef apprentices of royal palace. Only a few could pass all kinds of exams presented to those chef apprentices. Tesla had no interest in them. She only wanted to bake whatever sweets she had in mind, learning and creating new recipes for all kinds of people and ages. The only dream since childhood.

"Thank you. You too. I hope tomorrow you'll have the food in the way you have fun and like it."

Tesla nodded. Her head turned to the left when she heard a rough and hoarse voice. Her father. It's time to be her father apprentice, inhered and mastered the skills and … knowledge rather than be someone else apprentice or working with someone else. She wants to keep continuing the family generation's unique that's no can't be found but only in Melocholy family. Off to open the shop. Usually, someone will complain with the way she ate, but the man wishes diverse from something she heard from others daily.

"Hoping for your successful career. Goodbye, young gentleman."

Don't worry. My hope always a come true wishes. A something like magic.

She tossed leftover food and others carelessly into a basket and ran towards the house. Still, looking at dairy cattle, she said, "Have fun with your foods too, cattle!"

She disappears behind the closed door. Melas eyes keep eyes on her till after the door closed minutes passed. He turns to look back to the wooden bench she sat on and also the dairy cattle. A question pops up in his mind, does she live here?

It's a good place. Never thought today he would come across the path where he met the little girl who enjoyed her food without caring about others and not minding other people's opinion of her. Like enjoying what she had fun doing. She is a very interesting girl.

Behind the closed door of the shop, Tesla felt embarrassed. Almost asked the young man are you the new delivery milkman before she recognized the uniform of chef apprentice. Luckily, there were several young men come shopping wearing the same uniform. Otherwise, she wouldn't know. Rare, she paid attention to other people's clothes because they're just clothes but the clothes that indicate it wear in by people in kitchen, she had a bit of interest in it.

They don't see each other often after that because they're focusing and busy with something they like and determined to reach the goal they have set since the beginning. The dream they want to fulfill, no matter the difficulties along the road.

It ended when Melas proposed to marry Tesla after he passed the chef apprentice examination and became chef at the royal palace. The interest in being in love is only a bit because they have something they love already. Kitchen and food. The love for cooking makes them pay less attention to other things or people. Most of the time in the kitchen, studying recipes books, or buying or surveying ingredients at shops. Because their paths are identical and the same, they come across each other occasionally, but they had nothing to talk about except for some greetings and well wishes. Familiarity is needed for two people to open up to each other.

The love between them is always there because their love is in what they love and treasure dearly. The love in foods formed and firmed the ties between not to be separated by other things and people because they have something that they shared everything in one thing only. They ate foods made by other people, sharing, discussing, critics, improving, tasting and having a delicacy after work is how romance built up between them. It's a tale of food romance.