Othniel is happy that the sales of the traditional concoctions he makes are quite good.
There are even some who order directly and some who ask Othniel to come to the house so they can check the condition directly.
"That's good enough," Othniel said with a smile.
Othniel had finished bathing; now he was going to work to deliver food.
Othniel had been assigned by his superiors to deliver food at a luxury hotel.
"This hotel is like James and Sehena's engagement place," Othniel looked at the food he was about to deliver.
"Never mind. Whoever orders, my job is just to deliver their order," Othniel said.
When Othniel got there, he brought the food into the hotel.
"Damn! The recipient's name is James," grumbled Othniel.
But Othniel didn't hesitate to go inside; he did his job.
"Honey,
