Chapter 49. Dinner

Two months later…

She walks into the enormous kitchen and looked around — a wonderful place to prepare meals and have your thoughts. She breaths out as she strolled into the less-busy kitchen. It was a Sunday evening and Bushra had the kitchen to herself — almost.

The female chef spotted her and briskly approached her; gaze lowered. “Good evening, Ma. Do you need anything?” she asked as she took a glimpse at Bushra. They were specifically ordered to cook whatever Bushra wanted and she wasn’t allowed to stress herself cooking. It was a great tremor to see her in the kitchen when she could just contact them via the intercom in her room.

Today, Bushra wanted to cook dinner for her and Mahir. “Yes, I need just one thing. The kitchen to myself. I want to cook dinner. So, you guys are dismissed for the rest of the evening,” she declared. The cook shoots her head up in amusement. This was something Bushra had never done — not when they were specifically instructed not to