My Story Of Becoming A Werewolf
Must be late
Day starts at dusk. The wind also started to get colder. Rosse and I got home with orange rays. Just entering the courtyard of the house I already smelled such a delicious scent. My hunger suddenly rose instantly. I know the smell of this cuisine. Nostalgia swirled in my head. When Rosse opened the door the smell was getting sharper to welcome us. Looks like aunt is serving a special dinner today.
"Ah, you're home. I've been waiting for you guys for a long time. Come quickly here. I've made each one of your favorite meals, "please welcome Aunt Marry warmly. He was in the kitchen arranging all the dishes he made.
"Yes mother. I went upstairs to get changed, "Rosse walked a little quickly while hiding the paper bag on the stripes.
"Alright, I'm waiting for you at the dinner table."
I followed Rosse back to the room. Arriving at the door of the room I saw he kept the paper bag in a place that was quite hidden, under the bed. I just stepped in when Rosse walked into the bathroom. I put my paper bag and a gift for Rosse in the closet. He wouldn't suspect that I put it there. After showering and changing, we went down for a special dinner. Arriving in the kitchen, I saw all the dishes were arranged neatly on the table. I pulled out the second of the four seats on this round-shaped dining table.
"Em.." I took a deep breath inhaling a delicious aroma that was so appetizing. "The smell is so good that I can smell it when I just enter the yard."
"If you can smell it when you're just entering the yard, I think it can only be done by a dog," in his usual tone Rosse's sentence was really piercing.
"What did you say just now? I hope you never do it again because I hate this one animal so much!!" or I'm really gonna bite you. I stared intently at Rosse, who kept her still.
"It's over, stop fighting. You better enjoy the dishes that mom has made all day. For Ririn, auntie has made your favorite dish Pollo A la Riojana," Aunt Marry placed the dish in front of me.
The hot steam from this cooking brought my annoyance flying away. Um... Pollo A la Riojana, I often ask the chef at home to make me this dish but it does not taste as good as Aunt Marry. This food is one of the typical Spanish food, where the pollo itself is processed chicken cooked using white wine. For its own flavoring spices using garlic, red peppers, Spanish chorizo, all these ingredients make this food super delicious. But again I ate it with memories.
"And for my dear daughter of course your favorite food, Enchiladas."
"Thank you mother" Rosse said with a smile as she received the dish.
It is clear from the look on his face that Rosse really likes the food when he tastes it. No, not liking. More precisely the look of the face describes something sweet memories stored in the menu of cooking. What story was Enchiladas hiding to the point of making this ice crystal in front of me smile? If I ask... Will he answer? Or did I just ask Aunt Mary? Enchiladas are corn tortillas filled with small fish. But now the filling starts from a variety of meat, chicken, nuts, or seafood with additional cheese and cream. The fully loaded tortilla is then doused with chili sauce.
Not only these two menus, aunt Mary also made Pozole. This dish is made from grits mixed with meat, plus special spices, and in addition, can also be given lettuce or cabbage, chili, onion, garlic, radish, avocado, and, and limes. Then there is also processed shellfish and fish with the name Suquet. This food is usually used as a dessert menu at night. Not to forget also the top will be sprinkled almonds as a topping that should not be missed. For her drink Aunt Marry made Champurrado. Champurrado is very suitable for cold days like today. So this Champurrado consists of brown sugar, milk, cinnamon, chocolate, and the uniqueness of this Champurrado will be mixed with corn flour so as to make a drink called Champurrado has a thick texture. Champurrado is usually drunk at night, and breakfast.
Finished enjoying a super special meal from Aunt Marry, me and Rosse parted ways to work lung-time. I saw the wall clock right on the TV. The clock shows at 18:15 it is very late to work. I hope Brother Cia doesn't scold us for this delay. I suggested using one bike to go to the Lotus store with me as the driver. At first Rosse refused, of course I had already accepted it. However, I still convinced Rosse that I could get to Lotus' tavern only took about a minute and a half.
After persuading him long enough and I had to use words of seduction and temptation, he finally agreed. I saturate the bike pedal with each pedal getting faster. Rosse who was alone was sitting quietly in the back is now starting to scream tight while holding on to my clothes. I don't care about the screams. I'm getting faster on the bike. By nimbin me through the people who pass by. Some of them screamed at me. Just an apology I can say from a distance. One minute less, we arrived at the store. I got off the bike when I saw Rosse's messed up. Her hair was disheveled with a trembling body.
"I'll take over!!!" he shouted with an angry face. He passed away leaving me.
"Rosse, Rin, you've come. Why late?" the question I've been expecting will be asked, sister Cia.
"Aunt Marry made us dinner, which is why we were late" I said honestly.
"Isn't this because you've been blinded for too long" Rosse said.
"DID?!"
"Rin... It's just your second day at work and you're too late. Then you brought my best employees. How do I punish you?" said sister Cia.
"Sorry, sister Cia, I won't do it again."
"Here you go, I'm just a barcanda. I should have thanked you guys. Thanks to your sweet looks and friendly service, my customers today are growing rapidly. So quickly change your clothes, don't make our customers wait."
"Can't we just serve, don't need to wear all uniforms?" I asked sister Cia.
"It was your color that made them stop by here."
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