*Neville Pov*

“Deep fry all of these.” She ordered yet again and I just stared at the quantity of Roti’s made from dough which seems to be enough for the whole lane.

“Why to deep fry these, Aunt? Can’t we just do them like normal without much oil?” I asked, to which she as usual glared whenever I gave a suggestion.

“It’s been nearly one month since I have been trying to teach you, but still you didn’t learn a thing.” She said and I stared at her with shock.

“You taught me? When did that happen? Was I sleeping?” I asked, feeling tired like from the past week and...