Yusuf Zuck had never seen Fatty eat before, nor had he understood what it meant to devour food like a ravenous beast.
Honestly, he was terrified, an entire marinated sheep, more than a dozen rice balls, over a hundred pastries, two chickens—this woman was frightening.
What Yusuf found most disturbing was that she didn't just eat the meat; she crunched the bones and swallowed them too.
Watching her face and hands smeared with grease, then licking her greasy fingers, Yusuf stood up and ran to find a quiet place to vomit.
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After two hours, Fatty sheepishly approached Yusuf and said timidly, "Husband, we can depart now."
"Alright, let's set off," Yusuf nodded repeatedly, unconsciously keeping a greater distance from this plump woman, for he feared she might eat him if she became hungry again.