Arto entered the house and saw his wife still busy in the kitchen since finishing breakfast earlier. Finally, he couldn't suppress the curiosity that had been stirring in his heart.
"Honey, are we expecting important guests that you're cooking so many different dishes?" he asked with a very curious expression as he approached his wife, who was busy in front of the stove.
"You've been cooking since this morning. Is there something special today?" Arto asked again as he looked at each dish.
However, when Arto saw the variety of dishes his wife had cooked, his brow furrowed deeply. His eyes narrowed as he tried to make sure he was seeing correctly.
Atri, who had already anticipated this would happen, looked at her husband with a smile. "What's on your mind is the answer," she said as she returned to busy herself with the fried chicken in front of her, flipping it over so it would cook evenly.
