Sun Princess & Snow Prince
Episode 21 - Cooking In The Castle

~ Finally, cooking at the palace of the Snow Prince! (Avelia) ~

Avelia hummed cheerfully into the Snowy Devil castle. Hm... Hm... Hmmmm...

This is really the Snow prince's castle. Everything is white, gray, and silver. Cold boring colors. Grey leather guest sofa without pillow. White walls with large abstract images. Silver lights and gray chairs of various versions that adorn the corner of the room. Colorful dining chair made of metal. Stainless steel kitchen is still shiny and clean of all typical kitchen trinkets.

Still bagusan picture Kak Lily again raging than this, thought Ave while tilting his head trying to understand the abstract image in the form of a mixture of unclear color sweeps.

The whole living room gets to the kitchen, it's like coming out of a furniture magazine. But there was no sign of the warmth that could arouse the spirit in the whole house. Clean indeed. However, Avelia still would not be interested in living in this house.

Home sweet home. 

Suddenly Avelia kangen with Papa's house full of furniture and home decoration that she chose herself. Ave even bought some of Mom's products in the form of pillows for the sofa in the living room. Unique and very colorful. Paintings from his students during the practice of work used to also decorate one of the walls of the family room in the house Papa. The paintings of the Kindergarten children were much better than all the abstract drawings in this cold castle.

But nevermind. That later. What's clear is that Ave is not here to stay. He will hitchhike and work. It's nice to be able to save on the cost of living, eating and. hey! Ave just realized that in this castle the wifi is very tight. Ashiiks! She can surf as she pleases, activate her recipe blog again. protest on her Youtube account and of course watch her favorite dramas.

But what's the password yak?

That's a recent affair. He could ask Jenny later. Now, he has to start working. Feeding Zaid her stomach was full and her cold brain was slightly warm. Ave thought, today might be good cooking something spicy times huh? Ave wanted to make the Snowy Devil's thin lips thicker because of smacking Chicken Clams with special whimper sauce. It must look sexier.

Hi hi hi hi... 

Quickly, Ave started to take out the ingredients and immediately prepared his beloved knife. A gift knife from Mas Ajie and Lily during her birthday a few months ago.

Oh yes, do not forget Ave wearing an apron, pocketing hp after setting the playlist that has been prepared and wearing earphones. The frenetic music was pounding on his ears, automatically provoking his head to sway slightly. Yup! It's time to start.

Cooking is not just a hobby. For Ave, cooking is a way to have fun. Enjoying music, while moving hands and feet in his own world. Concocting food to produce good taste and admiration and gratitude from the audience, is another happiness that becomes a bonus.

But most importantly, cooking always reminds her of your late mother.

The best part about being with your mom is cooking. Every day in the kitchen, Mama always asked Ave to help her. Just to stir the eggs, take a spoon, sometimes even just tasting the results. As Ave grew older, her duties continued to grow and when Mama was no longer able to stand up from her wheelchair as her illness worsened, it was her first time cooking soup for Mama. First and last time.

Ave will never forget the look on Mama's face at that time. He was still Junior High at the time. But Mama whispered softly, "Enak, Ve. Mama likes it so much. Well done, son. Later if Mama is not there, cook for Papa and Mas Ajie yes, son."

That is why the kitchen has always been the place to let go of that longing. To Mama, who left even before Ave had time to show off the results of better cuisine. For him, whoever ate his cooking, there was always a shadow of Mama's face behind them. A face with a happy and grateful expression. An expression that Ave will never forget.

"Aakhh!" Ave exhaled with all her might. Can't be sad anymore. Not in front of the cooking. It will not taste good. Mama said, cooking it must be happy, loving and should not be sad so that the flavor of the spice increases.

Ave's hands started to get busy seasoning the chicken, making sure it seasoned evenly. He returned to the pan, poured oil and at that moment the song changed to a stomping rhythm. Wiggling his shoulders and head, Ave stuck out her hand on the pan, measuring the heat. He went back to the chicken and moved it closer to the stove. While waiting for the hot oil, Ave started singing.

The boisterous sound of oil touched the wet chicken seasoning, colliding with the voice of Ave who was singing in a voice down and down not because of the low high tone. But the girl did not care, she returned to the kitchen island, and prepared other materials. This time he will prepare samb

Very caring. The Snowy Devil is not home yet. This house is empty. There's no one. Do two things he has not done in a long time. Singing while cooking. Enjoy the 'me time' Avelia.

Outside the house, Zaid, who had just got out of the car, looked at the house in surprise. Like there's something unusual. Ah yes, maybe it's the Eagle, the new cook. Wasn't this the first day the young man started working? Alright. It is not the fault of the young man if he still works at this hour. Today Zaid came home early. He wanted to greet his new cook. At the very least, he wanted to make sure the young man knew what he wanted the most. Free to cook, if you can't keep the rules.

A spicy aroma burst out as Zaid opened the door. It's spicy enough, that Zaid almost sneezed. But it was snuffed because he heard the voice of a girl singing. A very painful cry of the ears!

Who'sis that? What does a girl do in her house?

With a quick step Zaid walked quickly to find the origin of the fake singing voice. He didn't even have to open his shoes anymore. He had to drag the woman out of his house as soon as possible.

"DESPASITO!!! KUIERO RESPIRA TU SELO!!" the screams came from the kitchen. Zaid rushed to the kitchen.

But his steps came to a halt near the wall between the kitchen and the living room. Just this time he saw his usual clean and tidy kitchen change shape.

Various types of foodstuffs scattered on the large marble-topped kitchen island. Clear plastic boxes were piled up in another corner, some were already filled and some were still empty. A wooden cutting board was seen in the middle of the large table. Two flaming stoves on opposite sides were filled with pans and fryers. The sound of the hiss of oil and boiling water sounded authentic, plus the voice of the girl who occasionally shouted it. Either singing or shouting. Definitions that are unclear to Zaid at this time.

The girl's hands were very busy. Occasionally cut, pause, check the cooking on the stove and re-cut. He was so busy working that he didn't see Zaid. Or maybe because there is a headset that clogs his ears, so he remains relaxed working. Zaid knew the girl well.

It's Avelia!

Why is that girl here? Why is he cooking? Where's Eagle? Can the girl cook?

The questions ran through Zaid's mind. But strangely, his legs did not budge. He silently watched Avelia's behavior as it swayed to the rhythm of the music that the girl heard, but Ave's hands and eyes were busy working together to finish the cooking.

Avelia looks different. He did not seem tense, nervous or confused. He also does not look like a village. The girl looks sexy.

Oversized T-shirt with short jeans to knees, the flaming pink apron in the shape of a large heart on the chest with a satin ribbon strap that it wears is just plain clothes that should not make a man's heart beat fast because of it. Or maybe it was because the brownish black hair was coiled carelessly at the top of the girl's head that caused her white-level neck to be clearly visible.

I don't know. Zaid doesn't understand. His legs instead retreated and completely hid behind the wall. Worried that this beating heart is too fast will be heard by the girl. After a split second, he turned around. Decided to find out what happened first. Something was going on, and he wanted to know why.

What is clear now is that he wants to know what is the relationship between Eagle and Avelia?

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