
Chapter 18
Brisa took a slow step towards returning to her room. The girl immediately changed into a more simple and loose-fitting outfit.
"I was about to catch my breath" Brisa muttered trying to restore her already drained energy.
The girl had completely lost her strength. Brisa immediately stepped towards the kitchen to grab a drink.
The thirst that torments him can finally be treated with one glass of water. However, it seemed like Brisa was unable to overcome her hunger easily.
"Why is there nothing in the kitchen?" grumbled Brisa upset not playing. The girl was really starving, but Brisa could only fill her stomach with water.
"There's no dinner left?" brisa's growl annoyed. There was nothing he could eat to fill his stomach.
Brisa had scratched the contents of the kitchen, but he did not manage to find cooked food. Fortunately there were still raw materials he could use to make things. Forced Brisa must endure her hunger and make food first to fill her stomach.
"For him there are still some ingredients that I can use," Brisa muttered. The girl could make a simple dish as dinner. As much as possible Brisa did not make a fuss in the kitchen even though the girl was currently scrambling the pot and also the vegetables.
When the woman was busy preparing food, Brisa suddenly felt that someone was touching her arm at this time. Brisa who was shocked, reflexively caught that hand and almost twisted it. Brisa is really alert in the face of threats.
Brisa looked back and saw who the person who surprised her was. It turns out that the one who touches the arm can be none other than Mr. Adam.
"Geez, since when is this guy standing here?" inner Brisa.
"What are you doing in the kitchen at night?" ask Mr. Adam.
Brisa threw away her face and focused on her cooking. It seems that the girl was very lazy to respond to Mr. Adam, moreover, the girl was starved because of Mr. Adam.
"Calculate the carrots!" cynical Brisa deliberately gave an answer that upset Mr. Adam. It was obvious that the girl was cooking, but Mr. Adam still asked.
Fortunately Mr. Adam did not dispute Brisa's upsetting answer. The man just stood in the kitchen while observing Brisa who was cooking skillfully.
Just cooking alone was not a complicated thing for Brisa. As a spy, Brisa must have a myriad of skills. Brisa should be able to do anything and play any role perfectly.
"You starve nights like this? Aren't you afraid of being fat if you eat food late at night like this?" mr. Adam's lips invited Brisa to talk as long as the girl finished her cooking. "But just being fat certainly doesn't matter to you, right? An unattractive girl like you doesn't need to pay attention to looks."
"Thank you for the compliment! I'm not afraid of fat either! I'm more afraid of hunger!" timpal Brisa's.
"Feel what you're doing? Can you cook food that can be eaten?" ledek Mr. Adam again.
The man really likes to flirt and make a fuss with Brisa. Fortunately, Brisa is not easily hooked. "Although this food is poisonous, at least I ate it myself!" sahut Brisa's.
Mr. Adam looked closely at how he could process food. "Why are you cooking the season like that?" the Omelette of Mr. Adam.