One hundred and Forty-Four

Naomi

We danced until our feet hurt and after Tia and Asher opened their gifts, it was time for the food. Asher couldn't contain his relief as we sat down to eat.

"Finally. I've been starving." He rubbed his hands together as the waiters brought plates of steaming food, first starting with appetisers.

My dish was the last, and I hoped they were going to enjoy the dish I specially prepared from my mother's recipe.

The aroma of the dish filled the air as the waiters placed it on the table. I couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness. Tia and Asher looked at the dish with curiosity.

"What's this?" Tia asked, eying the dish.

"It's a traditional recipe from my mother. I hope you like it," I replied, a hint of anticipation in my voice.

Tia studied the dish, while Asher took a bite.

"It looks delicious. What are the ingredients you used in making this?"

"Doest look like much to me," Sheila muttered under her breath, while I ignored her, beaming with pride.

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