Where is her money coming from?

Everyone who hears Eva's screams comes quickly, witnesses the commotion that is currently happening, and I immediately stand up while looking at the food that is no longer suitable for eating.

Even Eve has trampled the food with her feet.

"Eve, I'm hungry," said Bima, who is still sitting on the bed.

“This is not proper food for you, Bima. This is rubbish, junk food. This food alone looks disgusting," said Eva again. "What did you give Bima to eat, ha? You want to kill him, right? You want to poison him, don't you?" Eva pushes my body hard until I fall to the floor.

I'm too lazy to serve people full of emotions like this. It turns out that Eve can also act like Bima's mother and my mother as well. She's also almost like my father when it comes to cursing people.

I take a slow breath, then I brush off the traces of porridge that stuck to my skin.

“Bim, I still have one more. If you want to eat, it's up to you, if not, that's fine," I say it as I grab the lunch bag I brough