SHAPESHIFTERS
The Part 13
"What would you do with that much fresh apple?" ask Bella while helping Marco clean the apples that are too late to cook, which is planned to be made jam and pie.
"Hmmm... You can take it to take home!" said Marco.
"That much? No. gabe. You better sell it. Even if there's only one tree in my house, it's more than enough for us to eat" said Bella, who had just finished cutting the last fruit on the table.
Bella put some of the washed fruit, and it was cut into pieces, into a large pot.
Marco then lit the fireplace, because the plan, apple jam will be cooked Marco on the stove alone.
In addition to saving fuel, fireplace can be used to warm the entire house.
"Can you stir it up for a minute? I prepared the ingredients to make the pie peel," said Marco, after lifting a pot of apples, and a large amount of sugar on the stove.
Bella stirred the jam material slowly, so that the bottom is not charred, and can interfere with the taste of jam.
"Actually, what happens until you and your Daddy move to another city?" ask Bella suddenly.
Marco almost dropped the flour, which he had just removed from the kitchen cupboard.
"Hmmm... There aren't. Daddy just wanted us to be calmer, and not grieve over Mommy's death" Marco said.
Bella seemed to nod her head, while still stirring the jam, with a long wooden spatula.
"I expected it... You must be very sad because of your sudden death, Mommy" Bella said.
A little curious about Marco, who was mixing the ingredients of Pai's skin on the table.
"Is there something you're listening to, about our move?" ask Marco carefully.
"Nothing special. Only a rumour has it that your Mommy died too soon. And, many people think, that your Daddy went to get married again," replied Bella.
"Nothing else?" ask Marco.
"To my knowledge, nothing. That'sthat's all. Why why?" said Bella.
"Hmmm... Its alright. I just want to know... 'And we moved that moment suddenly, just in case someone gossiped something strange.
And, it turns out, it's true...
In fact, Daddy has never been in contact with another woman. Daddy was really just busy taking care of me, until Daddy died" Marco replied.
"Pardon the mouths of the citizens here! Supposedly, they did not make rumors carelessly," said Bella slowly.
Bella's face looks sad, and she seems really disappointed, with the townspeople talking about Daddy Marco.
"That's it... No need to think about it anymore. Everything has happened" Marco said.
Marco took out two pies and put the Pai leather dough in it, along with the filling, and then cooked the Pies in the oven.
Marco replaced Bella stirring the jam in the pot, after all the marks made Pies already she cleaned from the table.
"You're good at making pies. You never thought of making it for sale?" bella asked, peeking at the cooked pie, through the glass in the oven door.
Marco laughed a little.
"Who would buy it?" ask Marco.
"I'm talking seriously. I can help you sell it" Bella said, raising her eyes to Marco.
"Hmmm... Ii'm sorry. But, with all the work taking care of this place, I won't have time to make Pai in the morning" Marco said.
"But you can prepare it at night, right? So, in the morning tomorrow, you just have to roast it," said Bella.
"What exactly are you talking about this for?" marco asked curiously, because it felt like Bella was forcing Marco right now.
"Makanya, I came to visit you. I want to know if you can make Pies for my cake shop" Bella continued.
"Hmmm... When do you plan to open your cake shop?" ask Marco.
"You want to make pie for my shop?" Bella asked back.
"The plan is next week. I've found a suitable place, and it's still in the preparatory stage" Bella continued.
"I thought about it, huh?! I dare not promise. If I'm sure I can do it, I'll call you" Marco said.
"But... Do you really want to stay in this town?" ask Marco wonder.
"Yes. In the meantime, it feels better. Unless, my store doesn't work, then there's a chance, I'll find a job in another city, and use my graduate diploma" Bella replied.
Marco nods his head, then returns to notice the jam in the pot, which has now begun to boil.
Before long, Marco's Pies are ripe, and Bella replaces Marco stirring the jam, while Marco takes out the Pies from the oven.
"How fragrant...! I can't wait to try it" said Bella, then chuckled.
Marco smiled, then cut the pie into pieces, and took a piece and placed it on a plate.
"It! You can try it first!" marco said, while thrusting a plate containing Pai to Bella, then stirring jam in place of Bella.
"Good indeed! It is in accordance with its fragrant aroma!" bella said, then feed a spoonful of Pai into Marco's mouth.
"I really hope you'll fill my cake shop with your homemade Pies" Bella continued, then continued to eat the Pies she held.
It was ripe, and Marco lifted the pot from the top of the furnace.
While waiting other than cold, Marco sat down at his desk with Bella, and took a piece of Pai for himself.
"Aren't you thinking of finding a partner?" ask Bella suddenly.
Marco, who had just put a little pie in his mouth, only spouted his food out of his mouth.
Bella looked at Marco with a look of wonder.
"I'm sorry!" marco said, then hurriedly cleaned up the food waste, which was scattered on the table.
Bella then laughed out loud, while blocking her mouth with her hands.
"I'm sorry! Apparently, I just made you feel awkward" said Bella, who had stopped laughing.
"But... I was a little curious. You live alone here. Aren't you lonely?" continued Bella.
This time, Marco did feel very awkward, and confusion would say what.
"You don't have to answer my question. That's a stupid question!" said Bella.
"I just haven't got a partner. Most of our friends are married. Some even have children...
You are still waiting for the beautiful princess. As for me, waiting for the handsome prince...
I don't know until when, we can both find them" continued Bella, then laugh.
Marco fell silent and took a deep breath, and then put a little Pai in his mouth.
It does not have to be a beautiful princess, as Marco dreamed of as a child.
Marco only wanted him to be reunited with someone, who could accept his flaws.
That'sthat's all.