Chapter 19

Aydin was angry because I did not tell him that I was sick, but I assured her that I just didn't get enough rest.

Aydin turned the car into our yard when she arrived. "Thank you, Din." I just got out of her car while closing the car door.

"Yeah, take a break right away so don't get sick again, and remember if there's anything just contact me right away." She said more like a threat in my opinion.

I waited for her until he started the car and then I went inside.

This house is very spacious, so it took me a little while to get to the room, especially having to climb the stairs again.

I stopped my intention to take a shower because suddenly I felt thirsty and the drinking water in my room was gone so I went to the kitchen to get water.

I was really surprised to see Jimin who seemed having difficulty when cutting onions, it seems like he wants to cook?

"What are you doing?" I approached him then put the glass that I brought earlier.

"Oh here, I suddenly want to eat bulgogi."

"Why don't you order?" I asked in surprise.

"It's not as good as you made it." Oh great, I'm flattered by the answer.

"What? So you cook it yourself so it tastes the same as what I made? Oh my God, why don't you ask me to make it directly." I took the knife from his hand after washing my hands.

"I don't want to bother." Jimin washed his hands.

"Of course not, cooking is my hobby and expertise so relax."

"Alright, I'll leave it to you." He said before moving to the TV room.

Lately we haven't been so awkward since I fell into that moment. When I was sick, Jimin brought me food because my aunt still returned to her hometown, it seemed like she would just be back in a few days.

He is an old maid at Jimin's house that Jimin brought to work at our house, he hasn't been back in his village for a long time so Jimin allowed him to take a week off.

Nothing wrong with me majoring in Food and Nutrition, because cooking is like a part of my life.

Did not take long I finally finished cooking a bowl of bulgogi with a taste that was definitely delicious.

"The Bulgogi is cooked, I put it on the table." I screamed.

"Where are you going?" He asked.

"To the room."

"You didn't eat? You might as well eat together."

"I have not taken a bath yet."

"I'll take the bath later, eat first."

"I'm so hot, you eat first, leave me just a little." I continued my steps to the room, I can not wait to clean myself who is very dirty.

If my mother knew that if I showered at this hour she would be very angry.