These footsteps moved quickly towards the kitchen, I saw aunt was busy preparing breakfast alone. Tasting the gravy in the pot, put the warm fried tempeh on a serving plate.

"Morning Auntie, can I help you?"

"Nothing, it's over! Please just wake up Fendi. He's the hardest to wake up," Aunt Fena grumbled smiling at me.

Without thinking I rushed to Fendi's room, knocking on the door several times. "Fen. Fendi... are you awake yet?” I shouted his name from behind the door. No definite answer came out of the room, “Come on, wake up! Your mother told you to have breakfast."

Forced, I had to go in and wake...