ELLA AND MICHAEL
You're Not That Close, Jane!
“We're not that close, Jane. I only ate once at home. So, I'll eat with my sister.”
“True too. Alright. Let's go in.” immediately
They both walked into Jane's house.
Now Michael, Marco and Jim live together in Jane's house.
Although Jane's house is not so luxurious, but Jane's house has a size that is wide enough, so it allows many people to live there.
By the time Michael and Jane had returned home, Jim had prepared some of the food he had made at the dinner table.
They'll have dinner together at Jane's.
Marco is also seen who is ready to hold chopsticks, and can't wait to eat the food in front of him.
After settling down, Michael and Jane join them to eat the food.
“Good. Let's eat. Roast pork. It must be delicious.”
Jim started to pick up a few pieces of pork, then grilled them.
“Sayang. Open mouth. AAAAAAP.”
Jim picked up the cooked pork cut, wrapped it in mustard leaves and fed it to Michael.
Michael just smiled, and opened his mouth, taking a bribe from Jim.
Jane just smiled and saw the familiarity of the two friends.
“My leg is limp once. Ouchh.”
Jane's mom came in from the kitchen with some more food for dinner.
“Jeez, Aunt.”
“Get this. Careful, still very hot soup.”
Jim rushed to help Jane's mother bring soup and some other food to the dining table.
“Sup black soybean paste. Wow, this must be delicious.” Jim, who had smelled the delicious aroma of the soup, couldn't wait to eat it.
They also began to take rice and side dishes on their plates.
“Gosh. I'm so glad to see so many people in my house. He said, my luck will increase after I turn 60. Turns out it was true.”
“Three men came and lived in this old house. I even receive rent every month. I'm really very lucky. Hahahaha.”
“Eat a lot. I know you're all hungry.”
Jane's mother began to confide in the presence of Michael and Jim.
“But aunt. My room was in the basement and the sunlight came in just a little. But why is the rent the same as the room on the second floor?”
Jim started yelling and protesting at Jane's mother.
“Gosh. The most spacious room in the house. Even wider than my own room.” said Jane's mother who brandished a spoon to hit Jim's head.
“Give me your plate, Son.”
Jane's mother saw Michael's plate which took very little rice.
“This, Aunt.”
Michael gave the pring to Jane's mother.
“It. I'll add more rice for you.”
Jane's mother added two rice puffs on Michael's plate.
“It's too much for me, Auntie.” Michael said.
“What a stroke, son. The medicine I need to take is plenty, so I can't eat much. You eat very little. You deserve to be skinny.”
Michael just smiled, then started scooping the rice and some side dishes he had taken.
“Mother. Do not force him to eat constantly with large portions. That's not good for digestion.” Jane told her mother who kept forcing Michael to eat.
They laughed together and ate the food that night.
