CHAPTER 49

I can't explain its taste, why does it look like this and still drool...

"Ija, are you okay?"

"Huh? Ahm, I'm really sorry..." I stopped because I was thinking twice whether to tell him or not. My face is too thick if I look for another dish, while I'm just eating here and living here and then wearing clothes.

''Why can't the dish be in your throat?" I bit my lip and nodded. I don't want to admit it, because I'm already nodding, what else can I do?

"Ah, is that so. Do you eat etlog?" he asked.

"Fried etlog ija?" I smiled because I could finally eat.

"I'll cook it for a while."

he promised and was about to stand up if I stopped him.

"Oh! I'll be the one to cook. Where is it?"

"It's there in the plate holder, it's there." He said pointing it to my side. I stood up and approached it, I looked inside for the etlog he was talking about and I found two etlogs.

"I'm fine hehe, just keep eating. Don't think about me here anymore."

I put the oil on the stove. just a few minutes after I put the