Dear Mr. Brutal Mario

Val Feelings

Val is done with her morning routine to prepare all the needs of her husband. He will jog for a while so that his body is fresh. Val has only circled the back court a few times. When enough was felt, she went back inside to wake her husband.

"Dad. Wakes up. It's seven o'clock. You said there was a meeting today."

"Still sleepy. We'll go back to sleep."

"No ah. I'm gonna take a shower. Ready to go to the cafe."

Mario rushes to his feet and catches up with his wife to the bathroom.

Mario is so spoiled with his wife. Just to dress the man asked to be served as well. Val patiently obeyed everything her husband said. So complicated but inevitably Val just obeyed. It does not seem like the only one using t-shirts, jeans, sneakers and also shirts. Her husband is very perfectionist. The man wore an office suit, shoes, tie and a fancy watch. Not to mention the perfume that every day must be different. The typical masculine fragrance of elegant men men. Men with high standing and high class.

Val is now wearing her husband's tie.

"It's over." He said after the tie was neatly attached.

Mario hugged the waist of his wife who was standing in front of him. He inhaled the fragrant aroma from Val's body inside. The smell that made him so long.

The two are having breakfast together.

"Dad sit down first. Eat it yourself. I'm going to the kitchen for a second. I made the fried rice healthy. No cooking oil. I'm wearing olive oil."

"Yes." Yeah." Mario said the man began eating his own breakfast without being fed to his wife. Mario eats while pouting. He wants to be fed Val. But the vale is still busy. I don't know what he did in the kitchen.

Val came and sat down near her husband. He serves a cup of expresso and toast with chocolate jam on it. Aroma expresso so seductive enter in Mario's sense of smell. The man took his wife's cup and took a slow sip. 'Very delicious' her inner.

"Dad's mine."

"Solicit a little. Don't be stingy. You don't make me all of you."

"She had stomach acid. I dare not make you."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Judah, don't drink anymore." Val moved the cup so that it could not be reached by her husband.

It doesn't feel like it's lunchtime. Val immediately delivered lunch to her husband. After arriving at Mario Val's office, he left it to the receptionist to give it to his husband.

The sound of knocking on the door made Mario rise from his seat. He opened the door to see a male receptionist standing with a paper bag.

"Master. It's lunch from Madam."

"Where is my wife?"

"She said there is business, sir. So the lady left lunch for the Master."

"All right." Mario received the paper bag and entered the room again.

Mami hugged her only child as soon as Val came.

"Sweet you're not here to tell me."

"Surprise Mi's. What's your mom cooking?"

"Mami makes meatballs. Eat yuk."

"OK."

Mami immediately invited Val to the dining room.

He watched his son eat with great gusto. He knew Val was so depressed. Children who should still play and spend their teenage years must be tied to an unwanted marriage.

Mami clasping her son's hand made Val look up at the sad face of the woman who had given birth to him.

Val stopped eating. He could not hold back the tears that he had so far wept. Val cried too after he was 6 years old and promised not to cry. Today he broke his own promise. Her tears just fell naturally without her preventing or forcing.

"Take everything out, baby. Don't you hold it." Said Mami hugging her son tightly making Val's cry even louder.

"Why should it happen to Val Mi? Why can't Val make her own choice? why did Val have to get married this way? why can't Val enjoy Val's youth like everyone else?"

"You're strong, baby. You're terrific. You are the chosen one. Eat it God chose you to face all this because you can."

After a while Val calmed down. He washes his face to make it fresh. He did not want Mario to ask questions like if he knew he was crying.

"I'm from Mami Dad's house. Mommy's cooking meatballs. I eat there."

"Next time where you go to say dong."

"Yes I'm sorry."

Val sat down on the couch with Mario sitting next to her.

Val opened his shoes and laid his body on the sofa. Mario took his wife's head into his lap.

"You tired?" Mario stroked his head and kissed Val several times.

"Satiety."

"How much do you eat?"

"Two bowls plus a dimsum. It's delicious."

"Eats you a lot."

"From a long time ago. Good thing Mami didn't get poor enough to feed me."

"You. Your parents are rich. It's not possible because you're poor."

"The rich definition is rich how is Dad?"

"That's a lot of money."

"Looks?"

"Yes that. People are seen as rich or not from their wealth."

"Oh...Uh, Papi called."

"Yes Pi."

"Papi's camera where's your taro, baby?"

"Yes in place dong Pi."

"Nothing. Papi Obrak, everything is still nothing."

"Where are you?" Val said while remembering.

"Try in Val Pi's room. Maybe Val forgot."

"But Papi is looking for. Don't shut it down yet."

"Yes." Yeah."

"God baby. You taro the camera haphazardly on the balcony of the room. Thankfully it did not rain." Mario smiled at his father-in-law nagging his wife.

"The hell."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Sorry Pi Val forgot."

"Ga papa."

"Jaudah Val closed ya."

"Yes. Love you dear."

"Love you too Pi." Val said he ended his call.

"You thirsty By? I'll get you a drink, okay?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Mario approached his wife. Val was asleep. He took Val and took her to his room. Putting on the bed with heart. He kissed his wife's lips and went to sleep hugging her tightly.