NATASHA.
"This is," sniff. "This is pure torture, Nala. Why didn't you warn me?" Aiden sniffed again, tears rolling down his cheeks as he used his elbow to wipe them off.
"Well, you wanted to impress Nana. Not my fault," I shrugged, laughing at his pain. "I can do it if you'll just let me and... "
"No!" He hissed, startling me for a bit. "I can do this. I have to."
Struggling to hold down my laughter, I nodded and walked up to check on the moringa leaves that were cooking. Noticing it was cooked, I turned the cooker off and strained the water in the sink, while Nana walked into the kitchen.
"Kun gama? (Are you two done)?"
"I'm done. He's yet to finish though," I answered, gesturing towards Aiden who was still fighting a battle he couldn't and wouldn't win with the onions he was slici
