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The next day at noon, Basil Jaak finished watching Mamie Powell leave her home and then received a call from Yetta Astir.

"Hello, where are you right now? I'm almost starving to death!" Yetta Astir cried out in agony.

"Uh... I almost forgot about you," Basil Jaak said with a sheepish smile.

"Bastard!" Yetta Astir cursed angrily, "Can't you take the matters concerning your lady a bit more seriously, even just a little bit?"

Basil Jaak consoled her, "It's my fault. I'll come over right away. Don't get angry, be careful not to hurt your wound."

"You bastard! Hurry up and get here, and remember to buy some groceries on your way. I want to eat the meal you cook with your own hands," Yetta Astir instructed Basil Jaak.

"Understood. You just lie in bed and wait for me. I'll be there soon," Basil Jaak said and then hung up the phone, driving to Yetta Astir's home.