Tiffany rolled her eyes. “Whatever.

Tiffany rolled her eyes. “Whatever.”

Mr. Hwang watched as the two continued to bicker with each other. He has seen his niece’s playful side many times before, but this what he was seeing now was a bit different.

“Uncle?”

Mr. Hwang snapped out of his thoughts when his niece called him. “Yes?”

“Are you okay? You’re quiet.”

He smiled. “Of course. I’m just a bit hungry because the two of you were late,” he joked.

“That’s not my fault!” Tiffany quickly defended and pointed at Taeyeon.

Taeyeon eyes widened. “I- uh... um... I’m sorry.”

Tiffany grinned victoriously while Mr. Hwang chuckled. “That’s alright, Taeyeon-ah. It was partly Miyoung’s fault too. I called about 5 times before she answered the phone.”

It was Taeyeon’s turn to grin. Tiffany didn’t say anything but slapped Taeyeon’s arm softly.

“I see that you two are closer now,” he said. “Very well then, why don’t I make lunch for the three of us?” He was about to stand up when two voices stopped him.

“I’ll do it, Uncle.” “No, let me, Mr. Hwang.” Tiffany and Taeyeon said simultaneously. They looked at each other before laughing.

“No, you two are guests, so let me,” he said. He stood up and proceeded to the kitchen.

The two girls followed behind, still persuading him to let them do the work. “But Mr. Hwang, let me do it. That’s what I’m hired for,” Taeyeon said.

“Uncle, let me do it. You shouldn’t be moving around that much.”

He chuckled before going closer to the two. “First of all,” he faced Taeyeon, “you were hired to help Tiffany, not me,” then he turned to Tiffany, “second, I’m not that old.” He held up a fist and knocked Tiffany’s head softly.

“Please let me do it, Uncle!” Tiffany pleaded.

“Yes, let her do it!” Taeyeon said, earning a confused stare from Tiffany, “Kidding. Let me do it, Mr. Hwang!”

“You two just sit over there and let me do it. I don’t have time to argue with you, I’m hungry.”

“But wouldn’t cooking be faster if we help?” Taeyeon said logically with a wide grin. She was used to arguing with the stubborn Tiffany, so handling Mr. Hwang was a breeze.

“Aigoo Taeyeon, you’re too smart, and Miyoung-ah, you’re too stubborn,” he sighed, “Fine. You go cook, I’ll sit by the counter. It’ll be too crowded if there are three of us.”

“Why did I get the insult?” Tiffany mumbled before preparing the ingredients.

“Because you are stubborn,” Taeyeon said nonchalantly, earning a hard push from Tiffany.

The two were busy preparing and bickering that they didn’t notice the pair of eyes quietly observing them from behind.

---

“Miyoung-ah.” The sound of her uncle’s voice made her stop eating.

“Yes, Uncle?”

“How are you?”

“Oh? Me? I’m fine, as you can see,” she was confused, but answered anyway.

Mr. Hwang nodded. “Have you finally found someone you like?” He briefly glanced at Taeyeon without the two girls noticing.

She choked. “W-what?” she reached for her glass to drink some water, attempting to calm herself down. She felt Taeyeon pat her back. “Uncle, why are we talking about that?” she almost whined. “We have a guest here,” she pointed to Taeyeon who went back to eating.

Taeyeon looked up when she felt eyes staring at her. “Oh! Don’t mind me. Pretend I’m not here.” She smiled and began eating again.

Mr. Hwang looked at Tiffany again. “Well?”

She sighed, “No, Uncle, I don’t.”

“Are you sure?”

“Never have I been more sure.”

“How do you know? Have you ever experienced liking anyone before?”

She shook her head. “No, but I’d like to think that I’ll know when I like someone.”

Her uncle had an amused expression. “Okay then.”

---

After a few more hours of chatting, Tiffany and Taeyeon bid goodbye.

The old man waited for the car to disappear from his sight before pulling out his phone and dialing a number.

“Hello?”

“It’s me.”

“Mr. Hwang!” the voice sounded happy, “good to hear from you again. How may I help you?”

“Good to hear from you too. Listen, I need a favor from you. You think you can do it

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Tiffany memutar matanya. "Apa pun." Mr. Hwang menyaksikan dua terus bertengkar satu sama lain. Dia telah melihat sisi lucu keponakan nya berkali-kali sebelumnya, tapi apa ini yang ia lihat sekarang adalah sedikit berbeda. "Paman?" Mr. Hwang tersentak dari pikirannya ketika keponakannya memanggilnya. "Ya?" "Apakah kau baik-baik saja? Anda tenang. "Dia tersenyum. "Tentu saja. Aku hanya sedikit lapar karena Anda berdua terlambat, "candanya." Itu bukan salahku! "Tiffany cepat membela dan menunjuk Taeyeon. Mata Taeyeon melebar. "I- uh ... um ... aku minta maaf." Tiffany tersenyum penuh kemenangan sementara Mr Hwang terkekeh. "Itu baik-baik saja, Taeyeon-ah. Itu sebagian kesalahan Miyoung juga. Aku menelepon sekitar 5 kali sebelum dia menjawab telepon. "Sekarang giliran Taeyeon untuk tersenyum. Tiffany tidak mengatakan apa-apa tapi menampar lengan Taeyeon dengan lembut. "Saya melihat bahwa kalian berdua lebih dekat sekarang," katanya. "Baiklah kalau begitu, kenapa tidak saya membuat makan siang untuk kami bertiga?" Dia hendak berdiri ketika dua suara menghentikannya. "Aku akan melakukannya, Paman." "Tidak, biarkan aku, Mr. Hwang . "Tiffany dan Taeyeon mengatakan secara bersamaan. Mereka saling memandang sebelum tertawa. "Tidak, kalian berdua adalah tamu, jadi biar," katanya. Dia berdiri dan melanjutkan ke dapur. Kedua gadis mengikuti di belakang, masih membujuk dia untuk membiarkan mereka melakukan pekerjaan. "Tapi Pak Hwang, biarkan aku melakukannya. Itulah apa yang saya disewa untuk, "kata Taeyeon." Paman, biarkan aku melakukannya. Anda tidak harus bergerak di sekitar yang banyak. "Dia tertawa kecil sebelum pergi lebih dekat ke dua. "Pertama-tama," ia menghadapi Taeyeon, "Anda dipekerjakan untuk membantu Tiffany, bukan aku," kemudian ia berpaling ke Tiffany, "kedua, aku tidak setua." Dia mengangkat kepalan tangan dan mengetuk kepala Tiffany dengan lembut. "Tolong biarkan aku melakukannya, Paman!" Tiffany memohon. "Ya, biarkan dia melakukannya!" kata Taeyeon, mendapatkan tatapan bingung dari Tiffany, "Kidding. Biarkan aku melakukannya, Mr. Hwang! "" Kalian berdua hanya duduk di sana dan membiarkan saya melakukannya. Saya tidak punya waktu untuk berdebat dengan Anda, aku lapar. "" Tapi tidak akan memasak lebih cepat jika kita membantu? "Taeyeon mengatakan secara logis dengan senyum lebar. Dia digunakan untuk berdebat dengan keras kepala Tiffany, sehingga penanganan Mr Hwang adalah angin. "Aigoo Taeyeon, kau terlalu pintar, dan Miyoung-ah, kau terlalu keras kepala," dia menghela napas, "Baik. Anda pergi memasak, saya akan duduk dengan meja. Itu akan terlalu ramai jika ada tiga dari kami. "" Mengapa saya mendapatkan penghinaan? "Tiffany bergumam sebelum menyiapkan bahan." Karena Anda keras kepala, "Taeyeon kata acuh tak acuh, mendapatkan dorongan keras dari Tiffany. Kedua sibuk mempersiapkan dan pertengkaran bahwa mereka tidak melihat sepasang mata diam-diam mengamati mereka dari belakang. --- "Miyoung-ah." Suara pamannya membuatnya berhenti makan. "Ya, Paman?" "Bagaimana Anda? "" Oh? Saya? Aku baik-baik, seperti yang Anda lihat, "dia bingung, tapi tetap menjawabnya. Mr. Hwang mengangguk. "Apakah Anda akhirnya menemukan seseorang yang Anda sukai?" Dia sebentar melirik Taeyeon tanpa memperhatikan dua gadis. Dia tersedak. "A-apa?" Dia meraih gelas untuk minum air, mencoba untuk menenangkan diri. Dia merasa Taeyeon menepuk punggungnya. "Paman, mengapa kita berbicara tentang itu?" Ia hampir rengek. "Kami memiliki tamu di sini," dia menunjuk Taeyeon yang kembali ke makan. Taeyeon tampak ketika dia merasa mata menatapnya. "Oh! Tidak keberatan saya. Berpura-pura aku tidak ada di sini. "Dia tersenyum dan mulai makan lagi. Mr. Hwang menatap Tiffany lagi. "Yah?" Dia mendesah, "Tidak, Paman, aku tidak." "Apakah Anda yakin?" "Aku pernah lebih yakin." "Bagaimana Anda tahu? Apakah Anda pernah mengalami menyukai siapa pun sebelumnya? "Dia menggeleng. "Tidak, tapi saya ingin berpikir bahwa saya akan tahu ketika saya menyukai seseorang." Pamannya memiliki ekspresi geli. "Oke kalau begitu." --- Setelah beberapa jam lebih chatting, Tiffany dan Taeyeon tawaran selamat tinggal. Orang tua menunggu mobil menghilang dari pandangan sebelum menarik keluar telepon dan pemanggilan nomor. "Halo?" "Ini saya. "" Mr. Hwang! "Suara terdengar bahagia," baik untuk mendengar dari Anda lagi. Bagaimana saya bisa membantu Anda? "" Senang mendengar dari Anda juga. Dengar, aku butuh bantuan dari Anda. Anda pikir Anda dapat melakukannya