
I quickly closed the door and my breath was still puffed up as Aulia's face looked so pitifully at the sight of my ice cream being showcased with pleasure. I stood my back to the vaguely tragic door Aulia was still decorating the living room where Dad was busy persuading the little boy.
" Let's take the medicine first I'll buy a lot for you, later if Angel asked you not to share it."
Father's voice echoed and may have been furious because Aulia still did not comply.
" See ya promise! "
" Yes, Come on Mun'im first your medicine."
Finally the drama of taking medicine finished after my ice cream exhibition on the title.
I stared at the frame in the small photo study desk bag with a big smile adorning my face sitting while playing rabbit. The rabbit I named Hiro at the time was with an adult male and mother who was holding a basket filled with carrots, and unfortunately he died because he was hit by a motorbike that passed in front of my house. I was crying at the time and it made me remember how happy my life was .
" Angel misses yah!"
I spoke to the picture frame gently rubbing and tears back down the cheeks .
I lay my body on the bed, swinging both hands like the wings of a butterfly flying freely . I enjoy the cold of the light blue bed linen in harmony with the walls of my room.
I enjoyed the clockwork sound of being on the study table before being piqued with the rustle of worms in my stomach.
" Aiiiss you're interrupting my melow time !".
I get upset and laugh at myself.
You can imagine yourself not when we are in a sad atmosphere and suddenly the yoke of worms sounds loud from inside your stomach.
" Can't you see something, stomach ? I know I haven't filled solid food for you yet but you've swallowed two ice creams!"
I spoke to myself and the louder the second voice my intestines gave me.
" Hhaaiiisss! Let's go get some food!."
I gave in as my stomach grew hungry.
I came out after meditating for almost an hour and now my stomach is starting to wriggle for the missed lunch ration.
" It looks like you'll have to postpone your lunch again Angel!".
My spirit was gone when the hood was empty without contents, I rubbed my flat stomach and walked around the kitchen.
Do not want to eat instant noodles finally I intend to play a little with the equipment in the kitchen .
I rolled up my half-decomposed display hair, rolled up the origin and I tied it up and I started picking up some ingredients for me to cook.
Tuk tuk tukk
The sound of a wooden coaster clashed with a sharp knife as my hand cut a carrot in fresh orange .
My hands are a little adept at applying foodstuffs, then I stir-fry the seasonings I've milled .
Ssrreenngggg
The sound of hot oil collides with the wet seasoning which contains little water .
My sweat was quite a lot when the steam from the burning stove gushed warmly into my body, then I poured water into the pot and poured the seasoning from inside the small teflon after the seasoning was cooked.
The soup had already boiled with the pieces of meat that I had previously boiled separately and I moved them to the same pot containing the seasoning.
The meat soup is almost cooked and there is a lack of taste when eating if there is nothing that makes our lips feel hot . My hands move back to open the refrigerator again and I will make red sauce as a complement to the soup dish that only waits for a few more minutes .
" sister?"
Call the woman from behind me all of a sudden.
" Angel is hungry Ma'am! ".
I answered before I asked what I was doing.
Didn't want to argue and let mom see my activities from the chair at the dinner table .
" I'm sorry you haven't had time to cook, it's hard to persuade Aulia to just make lunch."
" No need to apologize Mom, Angel can do it !".
I sped up my activities before my mood deteriorated again.
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You know what a messy mood feels like against a kitchen appliance? Cuisine can not be delicious if we process it in a messy heart condition! Cook happily then your cooking will taste delicious even if only limited to an omelet!