Petra just stayed silent, staring at the oven that had just chimed, indicating that the cookies Lyyana made were ready to be taken out. Lyyana followed Petra's gaze, smiled, and nodded. "Do you want a drink too?"
"Whatever," Petra replied flatly and walked away from the kitchen.
Lyyana smiled, for some reason feeling happy that the two men of different ages liked her cooking. She quickly took the cookies out of the oven and placed them on the kitchen table. Lyyana prepared three small jars to store her cookies, and while waiting for them to cool and be ready to store, she opened the refrigerator and took out various types of fruits.
Carefully, Lyyana washed apples, carrots, and oranges. After cleaning, she cut them into smaller pieces. She then started to puree the fruits using a specia
