All Chapters of Recipe of Love: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

On the next day, she bought a veil, covered her face, and went to a doctor. She asked for medicine to wake a person."Let me be clear, the man is sleeping for a long time like in a coma?" The doctor said, sitting behind his wide glass desk, confused with her request.

Ronjon thought of filing a case against the District Chief of Police and Arup. Asha went in their hiding place with a bunch of Bapa Pitha laid on a flat stone covered with a wide banana leaf. She handed one to him. "You don't know Mister Arup's connections. It's not worth your life. Let it be." She said those words, thinking of her father’s death where justice w

Asha and Ronjon arrived at the bus station of Paak City two hours after. It was an exhausting and inconvenient ride for Ronjon. He sat between Asha and an old man while his long legs cramped in a small space. Somehow, Asha took the seat by the window, enjoying the passing view.They chose an excellent restaurant to rest in. Asha thought of wearing her Sharee. Ronjon settled to change to a cotton white Panjabi, more relaxing to him.Ronjon finished first and waited for her inside the diner while she was still in the bathroom changing. Out of nowhere, "Ronjon Bhai, long time no see?" The owner of the voice took the opposite chair.Ronjon’s eyes darted up and an enormous smile broke on his face. "Monojit Bhai? Haha never expected to see you here. Why are you here?" Ronjon's mind wondered back in his high school years. Though he was poor, he got a scholarship in a Christian school while juggling with his odd jobs to feed the family. Monojit and he fought for almost every subject for acade

"I don't believe you. Baba only mentioned that he was planning, but nothing was set in stone." She said with determination. Marriage was not an option for her now. She had to start her own path, become a chef, and show the world her father was truthfully innocent."Why won't you believe me?" Fishal's mind went into a frenzy. This was his only chance to convince her, to

She cooked the dish as quickly as during the competition. Arup didn't allow anyone to serve aside from her. The children thanked her as she scooped the dish on their plates. Asha promised in her heart, she'll come back and provide a better life for these kids. Her last stop was the table where two plates were waiting for her and Arup. Ronjon, Monojit, Fishal, Arup's family doctor, and his Ma watched at the side, faces masked with anxiety.The delight on the children's faces relieved the spectator's heart, but time was in the essence. If things go awry, it would be the end. Though these things plagued the minds of the adults, the kids laughed as they ate."Delicious.""Can I have more?""Please more," said the kids simultaneously as they stood, carrying their plates to her.Their sweet voices were like music to her ears. It lifted Asha's heavy heart. Asha wanted to cry for joy to see their dazzling and satisfied smiles. She was confident of the dish. Her eyes probed Arup. He was silent