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I want to laugh in a very disrespectful way. Pinipigilan kong tumawa nang tingnan niya ako nang seryoso, iniwas ko ang mata ko sa kanya at tinakpan ang bunganga.

“What? Is there something funny with what I said?” she seriously stated.

Hindi ako sumagot at patuloy lang sa pagtakip ng bunganga kasi once na alisin ko ito ay tatawa talaga ako nang malala.

She stood in front of the tray, looking at me with a serious expression, and I struggled to contain my laughter.

"What's so funny?" she asked, crossing her arms.

Finally, I managed to control my laughter. "Oh, nothing."

"You're a professor, you should know these basics," I pointed out.

She response and she raised her eyebrows at me, "I'm not an animal specialist, veterinarian, or a food professional." Her comment sent me into another fit of laughter.

Halos umiyak na ako sa kakatawa nang sabihin niya ʼyon. She rolled her eyes and shot me a playful glare as I tapped the table in amusement due to my laughter.

"Quit laughing!" she exclaimed, her voice filled with frustration, while my laughter continued to fill the kitchen.

Binatukan niya ako causing me to stop. Napatingin ako dito at seryoso pa rin talaga siya. Tumungo ako sa nilagyan ng tray at kumuha ng isang itlog.

I presented her with an egg and clarified, "When eggs are intended for consumption, they're usually collected and processed before fertilization occurs. Occasionally, certain chemicals may be used to preserve or prevent fertilization, ensuring there's no development of a chick inside the egg." I observed her attentive expression as she absorbed my explanation.

Baliktad na ang sitwasyon, parang ako na ʼyong professor habang siya naman ang student ko.

“Gusto mo lutuan kita?” tanong ko sa kanya. Tumango naman ito at ngumiti.

"I truly appreciate how you answer my questions so concisely and with great detail. You've never disappointed me from day one," she remarked, her smile bright, her eyes locked on mine.

"So, you've been impressed by my answers all along?" I asked, chuckling.

"Yes, exactly. I'd love for our future kids to be as brainy as you," she declared, making me blush with embarrassment.

“I'm sure they will...” sagot ko sa kanya. Tumawa naman siya nang malambing at nagsimula na akong magluto.

Nagluto ako ng itlog, boiled egg kasi gusto niya. Apat lang. Kumuha ako ng beef sa refrigerator, as I skillfully sliced the beef and marinated it, I noticed her keen gaze fixed on my every move. She stood there, hands resting on her cheeks, looking utterly adorable as if she were committing the process to memory. With the leftover rice, I expertly whipped up a batch of garlic fried rice, tossing in some spring onions and other essential ingredients.

Simultaneously, I cracked an egg into a sizzling pan, preparing a sunny-side-up egg to crown the rice. The scent of cooking beef filled the air, and her voice chimed in with a heartfelt.

"Wow," she said as her arms embraced my waist from behind.

Sinusundan niya talaga ang mga galaw ko, kung hindi siya nakatayo at panoorin ako, nakaupo naman ito tapos ito ulit, nakagapos na naman ang mga bisig niya sakin.

She really loves hugging me from behind. Pero napadaing ako nang mas sumiksik pa siya sa likod ko.

“Ah!”

Nataranta naman siya, “What happened? Are you hurt?” she asked.

“My back, it hurts so fvcking much...” sabi ko habang niluluto pa ang beef.

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