Burgled Heart (Their Romantic Journey)

*TRJ* 47

Issa short chap!

Enjoy!!!

Amirah was in the kitchen when she heard Amin's footsteps coming towards the Kitchen.

As he entered into the kitchen, he took a chair from the stacked rubber chairs close to the store and set himself on.

"What should I help you with?" He asked, glancing at the pile of vegetables on the counter.

"I can manage it on my own." Amirah grinned.

After spending three weeks at the countryside, Amirah had susceptibly dematerialized some of her fancy perceptions on life riches. Life means to live simple and virtuous, she'd composed. Even as Amin proposed to bring back their cook Akira, she declined the offer vehemently. Since she had not started working, she will be a full time house wife thereof.

"Husnah just called a while ago," Amirah promulgated. "She threatened with all vehemence to a life winching torture if I didn't make it to her wedding. Me in particular." She smiled, recalling how ardent her friend had begged her to make it to the wedding. Even threatening to cut the thread of their friendship. What a goose!

Amin smiled too. "You're not changing your mind about going, are you?"

"Of course no," she put some tomatoes and onions in a bowl and poured water over it. "I've talked to Hannah she'll come over so that we can make arrangement for the trip."

'"When are you guys leaving then?"

As she washed the tomatoes and onions and placed on top of a cutting board, she casted a glance towards Amin and shrugged.

"Well, Hannah was saying we should leave a week before, and that's definitely next week."

"No, it's too early. I guess you should go two days to the wedding." Amin suggestively casted, and Amirah nodded.

"That's what I said too, but you know how eager that moth can be, I'm hoping she's catching up some sleep on top of that eagerness else, she'll fall sick before the wedding." Amirah smiled and shifted aside the bowl of dirty water, then begin chopping off the tomatoes, her mood hyper-elated about the upcoming wedding too, but not as enthusiastic as Hanna.

"Are you sure you don't want me to help you with anything? I know how to do all those cooking things."

"What are the cooking things?"

Amirah peeked at him from the corner of her eyes then fixed her eyes firmly on the board as she grated the tomatoes in a slily manner, listening to Amin utter;

"Cutting, chopping, grating, picking, salting, peppering, smoking, oiling and so many of them."

"Are we trying to roast a cow here." Amirah smiled and went for a flat tray to pour out the chopped tomatoes in. "What brought peppering and oiling here."

'They're all process of cooking I guess?"

"Yeah, that's if you're planning on frying mushroom."

Amin laughed and tilted his head backward, almost agitating the chair he was set on. "That means my cooking skills is superb since I'm able to fish-out how to cook even the most hideous meals."

"Yeah, your cooking skill is outstanding." She clapped her hands together before taking the onion and begin unshelling it back. "But if you keep on like that one day someone will die of food poisoning.

Amin got up from the chair and turned to leave the kitchen. "Then I rather work in a restaurant to save many people's pathetic life by sending them to their early grave."