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God of Cooking

By Yangchigi Jali

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Bread is not beautiful.

Maybe a lot of people will not disagree with it. The bread was just bread. Even if it was delicious, it could not be beautiful. Of course, in the case of a cake with all kinds of decor, it would have to be beautiful in itself, but … Generally, it was not.

But to Lisa, the bread was beautiful. It is not a word for a colorful cake with decorations. Even the rye bread that was not seasoned with special sauces or decorations, the baguette that was just baked, and the dough that was still bubbling up and sometimes not baked, was beautiful in Lisa's eyes.

It was a lifetime that I lived in a bakery that I thought was pretty like snow. And Lisa had never thought that she was a lifelong child. Her life was as beautiful as Jack's life. It was worth it.

"Value is …"

Santa Monica Beach. Parking lot Lisa sat still in her car. It was not a rainy town, but there was a lot of rain over the glass of the car. It was not such a big rainwater that was usually large. Every single drop of water was broken like a flour like a flour.

Still, the sea was visible. The outside looked. Even though a lot of raindrops cover the window, the sea far away seems to be coming to her as soon as it arrives. "envy. My life is not raindrops, but the ink has poured out. There is nothing that looks straight. "

Lisa muttered like a lament. She stared at the sea for a long time. My heart broke.

Even in the raindrops scattered, it is not the heart that has been taken away in the sea.

I can not hide myself in my car to hide my collapsed appearance.

It was just empty. The raindrops that are so beautifully attached like this dry out in the daytime. Just as the sea that many people have been standing quiet in the rain. And then one day it gets noisy again. It all shines, it all seems to be meaningless.

It's like her life.

I wanted to be a sea, not a rain. I did not want to be thrown out to the ground in any way, to meet rocks, to flow into dirty sewers, and to go to places where no one could remember. Like that sea. If you can always be there like that. If only I could.

Unexpectedly, a person's face came up in front of Lisa's eyes. Lisa turned her chockley around almost reflexively. The raindrops filled with windshields suddenly started to breathe and start to hover somewhere.

And it was when the car arrived at her house that there were more drops of water falling on the ends of the branches than raindrops falling from the sky. Lisa went into the house with an urgent look like a hungry person. I was about to turn my keys too hard, and I had been in the house about three times, and Ela sat on the couch in the living room and got up.

Mother

Ellah

"Where have you been? How bored I was with my grandfather. "

At Ella's, Lisa quietly smiled.

"In a quiet place."

"Fuck you. Mom alone went to play with you. "

Ella spiked her lips and pulled Lisa's arm and sat on the sofa. And she began to talk about what happened in elementary school today. Lisa laughed quietly and stroked Ella 's head. In fact, her story was not heard in the ear. It was just this time. This warmth, comfort.

But there was a crying voice inside Lisa that should not be so comfortable.

You should not be comfortable with this comfort. I have to prepare. So Lisa opened her mouth. I did not want to ask questions, thoughts I did not want to think, out of my mouth.

"What will Ella do when she's gone?"

"You do not have a mother."

"No, but my mom could go on a business trip or something like that."

"I will follow!"

"If you can not follow …?"

Ella frowned at the horse. I could not understand why you were asking such a question, and I could not imagine the situation itself. Eventually, Ella repeated the stubborn words.

"But I will follow."

By that time, Lisa could not say anything more. There was no point in asking more.

Instead, she asked with a smile somewhere.

"What will Ella be after?"

Baker

Baker I want to be a model for the last time. "

"I'll do the model and the baker."

"The baker is tough. Why does a baker suddenly want to do it? "

At the end of the day, Ella began licking her eyeballs. I do not know why, or it is hard to say. He waited patiently and waited, and Ela soon began to open his mouth carefully.

"I want to make delicious bread like my mother."

"Like mom?"

"Yeah, it 's really cool when I make my mom' s bread. Chan. "

"· · · · When I stopped making bread and asked me to play.

"I do not want to be busy with my mom making bread, but I like bread. Mom is also good to make bread. "

"Really······."

Lisa cried out. okay . . . I did not laugh, I cried. She saw her mother's tears and she was embarrassed, but Lisa could not help but catch her.

My mother is perfect. strong. I know everything and I do everything. Mother is ….

No, she is not. Those who are pillars in front of their children may be holding their children as pillars. I want to be Ella 's baker, as if to make Lisa think it' s okay to be rain instead of the sea. If it could be rainwater to raise Ella's sprout, like I think it's good.

Lung cancer.

The doctor gave her six months.

€ "… What did you say, now?"

Rachel's eyebrows trembled. Just as I heard a ridiculous sound, the whole face seemed clear to want to turn away from reality. But when Rachel looks at her, she may well have been quite loved.

With such childish and ridiculous thoughts, Lisa answered with a loud voice.

"Cancer. Lung cancer

"Does that make sense? That is ………. "

Rachel was not able to talk to him about it just a few times. Lisa did not tell Rachel to calm down. Rachel can not calm her down as much as she loves her. She just looked at Rachel's agitation, her mind.

"· · · · How is the status?

"The doctor said that you can not live. Even though surgery can be a little longer, it can be a more difficult time. The price is also the price. "

"It's good to hear a lot of money. I can support all the surgery costs. So do not do anything you think you'll stay for money. "

"That's fortunate. Actually, I'm not in a position to face it now. That's why I came to see Rachel. I need help. "

Lisa laughed. It was a laugh that Rachel really showed in a long time. But so much more, Rachel could not laugh together. Lisa said to her.

"I want to live. that."

I could not speak with a voice of conscience in my mouth.

"I have to live. I can not die. I want to see Ella go to college, I want to watch her in my passenger seat when I first drive, I have a love affair, I am happy and sad because of it, I am laughing at the end, I get married, I have a child. I want to see everything that looks like that. Not dead but alive. Not by the sky, but by Ella. "

"Yup." okay . . . It should. I have to. I will help you so. "

At the moment, Rachel stopped trying to ask one thing. That was how much survival was. But I did not ask. I did not want to leave all this to a certain probability. If Lisa wins, it will not matter how odd the survival rate actually is.

In the beginning they were people who have always done what others have said impossible. I thought it was no different from the disease. I wanted to think so. They kept silent for a long time.

Comfortable, not comfortable. It was such a silence.

"I wish I had lived Rachel a lot. Me too, my dad too. "

"······I'm sorry."

"But I thought it was funny. Why do we blame. We just have to live our lives, and if Rachel is tired and exhausted on the way, then we want to move on with us. Why did all my dreams seem to be broken. Why do I leave my dreams to others. I think that. "

"Thanks for saying that … Thank you."

"Do not thank me. I do not think Rachel did well. That's what I thought, I did not say I liked that idea. "

Is it brave enough to have death in sight? Rachel's bitter look on Lisa's attitude of pouring horses without distance. Lisa paced her lips for a moment, looking at Rachel. Rachel did not urge Lisa. I knew I'd do it if I had to.

"I want to talk about it. But I do not want to talk. "

I did not even ask what that was. While Rachel was still staring at Lisa, Lisa opened her mouth with a trembling voice.

"My father is not in good health. If that's the case, I will not have much time to be with Ella. I do not really want to talk about the same thing, but … I still have to worry about it. I mean, Rachel. please."

"If you think the situation will not come."

"It is a journey of many years between the child, the mother, and I. " I will not come. I will not let you come. But if that really happens, do not you have to worry about it?

Rachel did not answer. I guess the answer will weaken Lisa. Lisa even understood that hesitation. I wonder if death is in front of me. Why do I notice so fast. Lisa smiled bitterly and opened her mouth.

"I'm going to the cathedral these days. Do you look a little slow? "

"It's a lot of people. I find God when I need it. If you stand in front of death, no matter how great you are, it will be weak. "

"And I do not usually respond. But I want you to listen to my prayer this time. I have gathered my hands and I have not gathered eyes, but in fact, I've been shouting enormously for a while. Please try to save me. I want you to save it. Let the day deviate from the mud. "

"Was there an answer?"

Well… It seemed to be, and it seemed to have not existed. No, maybe Ella might have been a gift. So this time, once again, I'm going to be the last one. Give me a gift, a little more. "

Lisa asked in a gentle expression.

"If you have a god, you will not take back the gift you gave me?"

So, finally, I will shout out the deepest voice in my heart. I do not know who my opponent is, I just wait for coincidence and miracle, I hide myself in shame.

"I can ignore the prayer for gold treasure, but …"

Said Lisa. I asked. To Rachel. To God. To herself. Fear in her.

"Do you mind if I pray that you will be with my daughter?"

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