As night fell, Haisley was at Lucas' house. She brought chicken soup—an Indonesian dish suitable for people who are sick.
"Wow, chicken soup. Did you cook it?" asked Lucas, his eyes twinkling at Haisley after he saw the contents of the lunchbox Haisley had brought.
"I was helped by my Indonesian friend. Sorry if you don't like the taste," Haisley said with a smile.
"I'll like it," Lucas replied and lifted his soup bowl.
"Hum... did you bring white rice?" asked Lucas as he looked at Haisley.
"Of course, my friend asked me to bring some rice too and some chili sauce," Haisley replied with a smile as she stood up to get the rice and placed it on the plate in front of Lucas.
"Ah, the chili sauce is soy sauce. I prefer tomato sauce," Lucas said as he poured the vegetable soup onto the plate with the rice.
