He held the door whining. "Make me noodles, miss your noodles," he asked.

"Excuses me... You can do it yourself."

"I want your cooking," he insists, grabbing my wrist, leading me into the kitchen.

Forced, I obeyed his wishes. I took the pot off the shelf and took some water and boiled it. After that, peel the onion and garlic, thinly slice the sausage and meatballs. Take spaghetti, bolognese sauce from the food supply cupboard. Add a spoonful of cooking oil into the water, after the spaghetti starts to cook

After 15 minutes, my spaghetti is ready to be served. I serve it at the dinner table. A happy expression...