"This is not gas fire pit." Sahib said when he came back with vegetables, rice flour, oil and some spices. Siya didn't even wanted to know how he managed to get the rice and flour so early in the morning. She rose her brows at him, rolling her eyes as she looked down at her gas fire pit.
"Then what it is? A mouse trap?" Siya asked sarcastically with a tight smile, making Sahib to narrow his eyes at her. How can he forget Siya was more sarcastic then any other person he had ever met. And when he said sarcastic, he meant brutally sarcastic.
"You haven't used any clay or mud." Sahib said, making Siya's eyes to narrow as she stood up, her eyes darkening with humor as she took a few steps towards him.
"And I thought, you're the educated one." Siya said, snorting as she sat down on the cot
