"I don't think I am going to eat again," I announced.
"You've barely eating a slice of plantains, if you do not want me to actually go mad at you now and allow you here alone... you better finish your meal," he announced.
I widened my eyes as his striking words penetrated my mind.
I could not tell if he was bluffing or serious but I better not challenge him.
"Okay Sir," I responded sarcastically.
He brushed away the last part of my sentence ignoring it.
It took a while before I could finish my second slice of plantain. I was hungry but I had low stamina to eat. If not for his threat I could just have eaten only my meat and shove the rest of the meal in the bin.
Picking my piece of meat, I chewed it. It had a small bone in it, yet did not stop me from savoring it.
"I don't think I can push it down, I am good," I said.
