AISHA
After three years…
"Jeez, I wonder what's taking Rosalia so long," Aisha pondered as her copper eyes anxiously glanced outside the small door of their wooden cabin.
Rosalia said she would be back to bring some butyron before lunch. But it was already lunchtime and there was no sign of her yet.
Butyron is like butter in her former world. She needs it if she wants to make the cake that she was cooking fluffy.
Aisha pinched her lower lip as she recalled that Rosalia also said that she would visit a relative if she has more time. It must probably be the reason why it's taking her up a while.
Because of this, she stood up and paced back and forth across the small area of their living room. 'Maybe it wouldn't hurt if I would go and get the ingredients myself,' she contemplated as her eyes darted to the door again.
Aisha drew in a deep breath as she decided to not wait for Rosalia any longer.
