I was fully drenched with seawater, leaving me no choice but to take a shower again. Coming out from the bathroom I ran towards the kitchen to make breakfast but to my surprise I found Ahmed making tea for us. He also fried eggs which already served on the kitchen counter. I slowly reached him and stood beside.
"Let me help."
"No, it's fine. Have a seat and start your breakfast." He said without making eye contact.
Is he mad at me???
Feeling somewhat dejected I silently start eating, soon joined me in my plate after putting our teacups on the counter.