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The newly opened tome had to be put back on the table, after knocking the door a few times. Beatrice moved from her place. The beautiful girl then swung a step to see who was knocking on the door of her room.

"What's up, Bi Mun?" beatrice asked after seeing the presence of the housekeeper, who was standing behind the door. The middle-aged woman nodded politely to the master's daughter.

"I'm sorry, young lady ..mm I just wanted to tell you that the big lady is cooking in the kitchen. This is something that rarely happens, does the young Miss not want to see it in person?" asked Munaroh doubtfully.

"Mom entered the kitchen to cook?" Beatrice convinced herself of the report from the housekeeper. It was indeed something that rarely even almost never happened during this time. I don't know what happened to my mother? Beatrice was stunned and thought deeply.

"Yes, Miss. Fifteen minutes ago, the big lady was in the kitchen," replied Munaroh, "excuse me. Sorry if I've been interrupting young Miss's time." Munaroh immediately resigned from the presence of Beatrice because it did not get any response from the girl of Spanish blood. His departure was not even realized by the young girl, because Beatrice still continued to be silent.

"Mama cook? Wow, that's so awesome. I'd better see it in person," Beatrice thought after closing the door to her room. The brown haired girl set her foot on the stairs to the first floor. One by one the stairs had been passed until he reached the ground floor of his house.

Beatrice then continued on towards the kitchen. The room turned out to be very luxurious and spacious, so it can accommodate all the cooking furniture along with other ornaments that look very classy for the size of kitchen furniture. Everything there was covered in black marble, from the stove table, to a special table with many drawers arranged at the bottom.

Beatrice stood in the doorway. The long-haired girl leaned her right arm on the sills. He smiled a little while watching the mother who was busy with various stainless cookware that looked very shiny.

The smell began to smell ever since Beatrice arrived in the dining room. The aroma of onions, meat and seafood that was being sauteed managed to make Beatrice feel hungry. The brunette decided to continue standing at the connecting door between the kitchen and the dining room, wanting to see her mother struggling with the frying pan and spatula there.

Paella, a typical Spanish food chosen as the dinner menu this time by Soraya. All the ingredients have been put into one in the frying pan. Starting from spices, vegetables, meat and some seafood additives have been mixed into one with rice that has been processed with spices. Food originating from the Mediterranean region, Spain is a favorite food Beatrice when still in the country of his birth. Of course Soraya is very good at making the cuisine because not only Beatrice likes it, but Francesco also likes paella.

"Hmmm ... Bea must love the special menu of the tomb tonight," muttered Soraya after tasting the taste of paella made.

"This is the plate, Ma!" Beatrice offers a container of white ceramic.

Prangs. Soraya dropped the spatula that had been in her hand since then, after hearing Beatrice's voice that turned out to be behind her body. Soraya was so focused on her work that she was unaware of the princess' presence there. He immediately turned his back after taking the spatula on the floor and placing it in the sink. The woman then took a new one.

"When have you been here, Bea?" ask Soraya.

"Since a few minutes ago, Ma," Beatrice replied with a smile on her face.

"Let Mama prepare. Just wait in the dining room," prevent Soraya after standing next to Beatrice. The mother-of-one just wanted to prepare a special dinner for the two of them.

"It's okay, Ma. I'm also actually learning to cook and get used to it in the kitchen" Beatrice said calmly.

"You learned to cook?" repeat Soraya can't believe it.

"Yes. I even had time to hunt for recipe books, but even simple cooking felt so complicated for me," complained the girl.

"There's nothing complicated or difficult as long as we're proficient, Bea. To become proficient, we must practice often. How diligent are we? It all comes back to intent. So, for the beginning you should round the intention so that the results are not half-and-half. Everything that is done with all my heart, then the results will definitely be much more satisfying," Soraya said while helping Beatrice prepare a drink.

"I always do everything to the maximum. I enjoy taking up hobbies, because it makes me enjoy everything I do. You know that comfort is above everything else. When we feel comfortable, we will be able to enjoy everything we do. However, if we lose that comfort, then ...."

"Everything will be a disaster, because you don't enjoy it at all" Soraya continued.

"Yes, Mama's right. Therefore, I will remain in my comfort zone for the time being" Beatrice confirmed her mother's remarks.

"Not wrong, dear . Staying in your comfort zone will make your life boring. Everything feels the same and there are hardly any challenges. Over time, you will feel bored because your life goes into the trap of routine. That's when you try to go out and look for something anti-mainstream," Soraya said with a slightly glaring gaze.

"Example?" ask Beatrice.

"An example is ...." Soraya smiled bitterly. He then looked at his favorite daughter. Soraya gently stroked the girl's long hair. Something that made Beatrice even more astonished. For a long time she had not felt all that from her mother, since they returned from Spain.

"Did you also get stuck in a boring routine, so you often do something strange?" beatrice suddenly asked, leaving Soraya speechless for a moment.

"There are times when we feel really tired, and need a place that makes us feel comfortable," Soraya replied with a sad face.

...🌹TBC🌹...