I made all of us a supper ~ only for Me, Mini-Mean, and new Rafflesian, I haven't come up with the nickname yet ~ any idea?
The Supermie Goreng that I've made were divided for three people [by me]. Then I put 'em in bowls, prepared the chopsticks, and carry it for Rafflesian. Mini-Mean and the still-un-named Rafflesian "THANK YOU" me. And then...
Mini-Mean : [innocently] What happened to you, cinta? You made us dinner and now you're making us Supermie for supper ~ Are you sick? Is it because your bone-sickness thing? What's wrong with you?
Young Majesty : [inside my head] *thank you so much*
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