"Come out," called Derek. But Taaliyah did not. He walked into the bed room and opened the wardrobe.
"What are you doing? Close the door," said Taaliyah.
"It's the flat maintenance people, they wanted to ask me if my waste management needs to be taken care," told Derek.
"Oh thank god," Taaliyah was relieved and she stepped out of the closet. "You have good eye for the clothes," she appreciated him and walked back to kitchen. The biriyani was prepared. It smelled really good. But Derek looked at her.
"My labour this is," he claimed.
"How, I cooked this,"
"But chopped the onions, tomatoes, peeled the ginger and garlic, chopped the mint and coriander,"
"Relax, relax, umma and I always have this same quarrel," she patted his head and laughed put loud. He suddenly pulled her into his arms and kissed her cheek and bit her.
"Owww..." she said hit his arms. He was pretty muscular.
