Plan B
With slow steps, Mr. K entered his house with several bags of groceries in his right and left hands.
Somehow, Mr. K, this time, looked much happier, and his face was clearly shining with a satisfied smile.
Mr. K put all the ingredients in the kitchen and started to cook the food Clara liked. He already knew that Clara was on the sofa asleep because he had a glimpse of the girl's face when he was going to the kitchen.
The serene expression on her face and wrestling in a beautiful dream is what Mr. K concluded after reading the look on Clara's sleeping face.
'Thank God, you can dream sweet,' whispered Mr. K in mind.
Mr. K is busy making steak with the spices he mixes himself and mashed potatoes to complement their lunch this time.
After feeling finished and neatly arranged on the dining table, then Mr. K stepped his feet towards the sofa where there was where Clara fell asleep.