SISTER IN LAW
I invited him and he sat down in the seat in front of me and spooned some rice and took some of my cooked omelette.
"Omelette huh?" he softly whispered but still it reaches my ear.
“Ah-huh. As if I have a choice? There is nothing else I could cook having just eggs in your refrigerator; does my sister even know how to cook another dish rather than just eggs and hotdogs. Surprisingly, because my sister loves to taste different types of dishes, especially when she is itching, I mean her taste bud, you know,” I sarcastically said that made my older brother looked at me. And with confusion look, he still laughed at my joke. That’s why I just simply smirked and shrugged it off.