One day

Chapter 9

I am Sen, today I cook a dish I love.

I wanted to rush home and do so, but I was stuck at the police station. Unfortunately, I did see a few figures walking around outside, people who were clearly waiting for something.

And maybe what they were waiting for was me getting kicked out by the police.

That was just my conjecture, but what I heard at Sana's inn had me haunted by my own conjecture. I'm sure that in the future just people looking at me would scare me enough to scream.

One person saw that I was too embarrassed and asked, "If there is anything you can tell us."

Declare what? If I told them, would they send someone to take me home? Or take me outside, point out there and say no one is there and I'm safe?

I can't accept that, getting hit once is more than enough for me. Moreover, according to the other girl, I am revenged, so if I am caught by those thugs, I am sure I will have to go to the hospital.

I have an important exam coming up so I can't let anything take my time.

I replied, "Actually, I am afraid of the dark, so I can't go out alone."

“So how did you get here? Apparently, it was already dark by the time you got here.” The policewoman seemed to be incredulous and asked me back with a frown.

I was afraid she would kick me out, so I looked for all sorts of excuses to stay, and when it was morning and there were many people on the street, I would leave.

“I fell asleep at the cafe when the restaurant closed I was forced to leave. I'm telling the truth, I am really scared of the dark, please do not send me away."

The policewoman stepped outside, it was obvious in her eyes that the road was very bright and there were no problems, even the light was so bright that there was no hidden corner. She said, "You see, it is not dark outside at all."

It makes me sad, I know, the police can't understand the fear of other people.

The policewoman continued: "If you can't go alone, I can go with you."

“Thanks, sorry to bother you…” I replied hesitantly, feeling rather surprised by the policewoman's attitude.

Originally, I thought that everyone in the police station was always very busy, no one would take the time to help me get home. But the police here are very comfortable solving my problems, I have not even asked them for help.

Perhaps because I was so surprised that I forgot a big problem, someone in the motel once said that thugs could follow me home.

“Excuse me, can you let me go back to the police station? Now-"

The policewoman interrupted me: "We have arranged to close the door, and you should go home if you do not want your family to worry."

That is right, I still have to call my parents tonight.

I looked around, it was true that no one was following us, I was still a little scared. I once read an article about a family lost in safety by members of the gang, that family lost almost everything and had to move far away to live a normal life.

That content is mostly the way that family is harassed.

I should have forgotten about that article long ago, but when I was in this situation, I remembered every little detail. Nightmare for only one very silly reason, that is a family member that accidentally disparages a gang on social media.

Normally, they would not pay attention to what they said on social media, so of course, they would not expect them to become miserable because of it. 

The most unexpected thing is that their home address is publicly displayed.

So what happens will come, the next day their family was attacked, even one member was hospitalized in critical condition. The thugs bought fruit knives, duct tape, and other crime tools from a small store, then openly attacked a ten-year-old boy on his way home from school.

Later, things became more serious, the police tried their best to help them but still could not catch the thugs completely because there was no clear evidence. As soon as the police finished working, the thugs immediately beat the family members.

The police also investigated that they had been robbed for a long time. The thugs force the man in the family to borrow money for all sorts of reasons, if not, they will beat his daughter.

Gradually he could not stand the unreasonable demands so he came forward to denounce, then sadly no agency was able to arrest a large number of criminals in a short time. As a result, the wife borrowed money from relatives so that they could go abroad to live.

It ended badly, and I might end up like that if the thugs found my house.

I honestly hope the person I hit is okay, if he gets seriously injured then I have committed a huge sin.

I comforted myself that the security here is very good, nothing like that will happen. 

But even if it did happen, my parents would have a solution, because as far as I know, my father has a pretty good relationship with the powerful.

As for moving, it is not a problem, my family is not rich, but can still build a good life for me elsewhere.

Thinking like that makes me feel much more secure, no longer feeling scared like before.

I stood in front of the house with the policewoman, not knowing how to explain it properly.

The only way to enter the house now is to climb through the gate because I have lost the key.

The policewoman said, "You quickly call your relatives to open the gate." Because the lights in the house were still on, the policewoman thought someone was in the house, and then urged me to call someone to open the gate.

And I could not say that I was alone at home for safety reasons, so I said, "Maybe they are watching a movie right now, so they can't hear me, I will just climb the wall."

Under the policewoman's suspicious gaze, I added: "I know the door lock password."

Fortunately, my house uses an electronic door, just need to enter the code to be able to enter.

"You are quick."

The policewoman helped me climb the wall into the yard, I found it a bit odd but did not say, went to unlock the door. Before entering the house, I still saw that policewoman looking, I think she has stopped doubting me. I waved goodbye to her and closed the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief, finally made it home.

The first thing I did when I got home was to open the fridge to see if there was anything to eat, as a result, there was nothing even edible. Maybe there were still some ingredients that could be used to cook the noodles, so I decided to make Italian.

First I went to the kitchen and washed the beef, I did not clean it for three days, making the utensils a bit dusty, but never mind, I will clean it up tomorrow. Then I chopped it up and marinated it, this is the hardest part for me, somehow I get different results every time.

Next, wash the tomatoes, cut them into small pieces, remove the seeds. Normally, I would put it in a blender to puree, today I want to do it quickly, so I just cut it into small pieces. The same goes for onions, and garlic, I just mince it in moderation.

I don't like vegetables very much, but making pasta requires adding vegetables so I regretfully picked up some herbs.

During that time, the water was boiling, I put in the pot two tablespoons of cooking oil and a little salt so that when the noodles are cooked, they will have a darker color, and I also quite like the salty taste of sea salt. Drop the noodles in the water, a few minutes later the noodles are soft and completely submerged in the water, I quickly stir the noodles so they don't stick together.

The process of stirring the noodles with my hand was a bit flustered due to the wounds that had not completely healed, so I accidentally dropped the chopsticks into the pasta requires pot, then I reflexively dipped my hand in to pick up the chopsticks. 

As expected, my hand was burned.

I endured the pain and put my hand under the faucet when suddenly the doorbell rang.

It occurred to me that the only people likely to come looking for me at this hour were the thugs. So I turned off the faucet, ran up to the second floor to see clearly who rang the bell. 

What I saw in my vision was a black car parked in front of the gate, then I looked at the person who rang the bell.

Because that person was wearing a hat, I didn't know who it was, so I was so busy looking that I didn't notice that the person sitting in the car had seen me. I ducked my head in fear, praying that they wouldn't find me, or at least not know who I was.

But how is it possible, those people ring my doorbell, they will surely know who I am.

The bell rang several times, I pretended not to hear it, continued to sit motionless against the wall. I miss the pot cooking, so I tiptoed downstairs, fortunately just enough time, the noodles are fully cooked and very tasty.

After that I didn't hear the doorbell ring anymore, maybe those people were gone.

With nothing to worry about, I immediately started making the sauce. I put finely chopped onions and garlic in the pan, turned on the gas stove. After a while, I continued adding chopped onions until the ingredients were colored and scented.

Then add the tomato sauce along with a pinch of salt. When the sauce was a little thick, I added the beef and stirred it, because the sauce was too thick, I added a little water.

Finally, I added a little more seasoning to the sauce mixture and turned off the heat. The pasta noodles process is basically done, now I just need to mix the noodles with the sauce and enjoy.

But when it comes to the decoration, I don't want to add more vegetables, I know it will be beautiful, but I still don't like it. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to throw away the vegetable stalks, and start eating.