Dear Mr. Brutal Mario

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Val put away Mario's heavy hand that was hugging him. The man fell asleep so quietly like a baby. Val took off the blanket and......

"Of.."

"Pulse...What the hell is it, honey? Still morning. Let's go to sleep again."

"Om wake up."

"Yes Yang. It's me waking up. You need anything?"

"Get out."

"What?"

"Get out Auntie's call."

"Yes but...."

"Go out I said. Call me Auntie."

"Yes.iya. Just a minute." Mario hurried to call his servant.

"Mrs called me?"

"Yes. I need Aunt's help."

"You need help, I can help Yang."

"Om get out first."

"But Yang..."

"Get out of Om." Firm Val.

"All right." Mario complies and waits at the door of his room. Things he never did before. Thanks to Val, now he knows what it's like to wait.

Auntie came out with a bed cover.

"What's wrong?"

"It's okay, sir."

"So, my wife-to-be called you."

"Mrs asked me to change the bed cover."

"Why indeed?"

"Mrs is menstruating. His blood's dirtying the bad cover."

"Oh. What's he doing now?"

"The shower sir."

"alright. You can go."

"Good sir."

Mario went into the room after his servant left.

Val soaking in warm water. This will relax and reduce the pain in his stomach. He will scold Mario later after his stomach really improves. He will not remain silent. It could be that the man stole the opportunity by sleeping in his arms.

Finished changing clothes Val sat on the sofa while holding his aching stomach. His face was so pale.

"Why you, baby?" Panic Mario approached Val after coming from outside while carrying a tray containing breakfast.

"A stomachache."

"I called the doctor."

"No need. Heals by himself."

"I'm worried about your situation. I'll get a doctor."

"Don't Om. I won't understand."

The sound of knocking on the door from outside was heard.

"Bukain Om."

"No. It's not important either."

"That's Aunt Om. Bukaine. I told you to."

"Yes, yes." Mario opens the door.

"Excuse me Madam. Here's the drink." Said Aunt handing it to Val.

"Whatis that? Don't love my future wife carelessly."

"No Sir. This is what the lady needs. This is a drink to deal with pain during menstruation."

"Thank you Bi." Val handed me a dirty glass.

"Same as Madam. Signore. Excuse me."

"Hm."

Mario sat down next to Val.

"No need for Deket Deket."

"Why the hell is Yang. You let me make it."

"Om where to know."

"Yes, ask. How are you doing?"

"Betters. Why did Om sleep hurt me. We agreed yes. Breaking the promise. Ntar Malem Om sleep can't be the same as me."

"What's that?"

"Now that. Still asking again. Breaking the line, breaking the promise. It has to be punished."

"Val gamau tau. Don't sleep with me."

"yeah. I slept where dong Yang?"

"Chained up, on the couch or where whatever. One more don't call me darling."

"Well that can't. My tongue is used to it."

"You ah."

"Breakfast first."

"Why what?"

"Boat you."

"I have hands and Alhamdulillah works well. I eat by myself."

Mario gave up instead of making Val angry, the man ate too.

"Don't smile. Ugly." Val said seeing Mario watching him with a smile.

"Why the hell. Jutek is very."

"You ah." Val continued his breakfast.

Daytime.

Mario's looking for Val's whereabouts. The girl was left to take a shower for a while but has disappeared.

"Where is my wife going?"

"In the kitchen, sir."

Mario heads straight to the kitchen to meet the Vala.

Val laughs and cooks with the waiters there. The girl looked cheerful. Mario smiled happily to see Val finally did not grieve anymore.

"Sir." Everyone looked down respectfully aware of the presence of the man. While Val did not care still continued his activities.

Everyone left the kitchen looking at the code.

"Make what?"

"Spaghetti bolognese."

"I want to." too."

"I only make one serving. For me."

"Two plates. More romantic."

"Can't."

"Can."

"Can't."

"Can."

"The cheese ambilin." Val's orders don't argue anymore.

"Yes. Just a minute." Said Mario instantly executing.

"Um Yang's. Which cheese is it?" Mario asked in confusion as he opened the refrigerator.

"She's rich. Cheese is not good. Move aside."

"I ate it on a plate. The original form doesn't know."

Regardless of the man's chatter, Val picked the cheese and took it.

Both are in the living room at this time accompanied by a plate of spaghetti that looks appetizing.

"Om lunch in the dining room gih. Everything is done."

"Eat with you."

"I want it myself."

"I want your cooking."

"You said I only made one. Just make me."

"Share." Mario said he picked up a fork and ate Val's spaghetti. Val also had to eat because he was hungry.

"Great son. Next time, do it again."

"How much do you pay?"

"Anything. This mansion can be."

"You are all rich Om. Could be rich."

"You are rich."

"That's an old man's treasure."

"You're the sole heir. So the treasure must be for you."

"Hm." Val lazily answered.

"Eat it so people don't support Sukan." Omel Val's. The man insisted on going with Val to do the dishes and ended up like this. Mario's hand was hit by a broken plate and bled. Val quickly cleaned his wound. The girl looked painstaking and gentle. Mario is happy. He wants to get hurt like this again to get the attention of his girl.

"Not smile. It will be hard to cure."

"More love for you." Mario hugged Val tightly.

"That's loose." Val rebelled but Mario didn't care.