Pears

Chapter 12 (3)

Vallen then pointed at the ceiling with a finger as if Rafa's full name was there and he was trying to spell it out. "Brazil-el ... Han .... Han ...."

Vallen sighed. "Han ...."

"Some," said Rafa.

Netra Vallen immediately glared at the husband. "Did males!" Immediately, he threw the guy in an eraser that happened to go straight into his grasp when the original felt the surface of the mattress.

Next Vallen continued to shudder while trying to snore again.

"Oh yes! Ewhh. Iuhhh," he said disgustedly.

"Dicates know not to believe!"

"Bodo is very, you are not! I wrote Rafa Ugly!"

Out of annoyance, Vallen passes first the long name Rafa and goes on to write the name of his absence under the guy.

Tok tok ...

"Lake in!" Vallen.

The door opened, showing Bi Adab carrying a tray containing two glasses of milk and a plate of snacks. Vallen wet his lips looking at the chocolate cake on the plate. Appetizing.

"Auntie just tried the recipe of the cake, so sorry if it's not good or how." Bi Adab smiled as she kept the food and drinks on Rafa's study table. The man who was reading the book looked up.

"Vallen volunteered to be a judge!" The girl volunteered. He did not want the cake to be captured by Rafa, especially Rafa's eyes had begun to focus on the existence of the plate.

Vallen wakes up from his sleep and crawls up to the bed, steps up near Rafa, and. Effortlessly. Then he raised his hands up to lift the plate. A win for him managed to take over this plate.

Vallen says 'wah' without a sound. Just visible from the movement of his mouth. He cut it a little from the cake and put it in his mouth even though he was still standing. His tongue tastes a fantastic taste that is bloated, sweet that fits, and melted chocolate combined with the soft texture of the cake. The teeth do not need to do heavy tasks in chewing, the food is easily destroyed even just by being punched into the mouth cavities.

"Bi ...," said Vallen. He looked at Bi Adab and shook his head in disbelief.

"Not good, is it not Vallen?"

Vallen shook his head as he closed his eyes thinking about Bi Adab, the older woman from his own mother, how can he have a modern soul, always updating his cuisine, and how can he be, always innovating and following the food that develops in the community?

"Can't, can't, Bi! Vallen can't eat this ...." He wiped away his tears when he was not there. "... With one drop of chocolate left. It must be Vallen abisin!" Vallen hugged the Aunt while holding back her cries. Next he took one more fork on the tray that Bi Adab was still holding, then gave it to Rafa.

Rafa accepts.

The guy then starts to land his fork on the cake.

Syung ....

As fast as lightning, Vallen brought a plate filled with cake to the mattress and enjoyed it alone. He was moved while still shaking his head in amazement at Bi Adab's hard work. His eyes were very sparkling every time he felt the next mouthful.

Rafa was still looking at his fork which was striking the wind. He took a deep breath, indeed Rafa had to prepare a lot of 'patience' stock to live with Vallen.

"Sorry, Den Rafa. Aunt made one. Tomorrow again, huh?"

Rafa shakes. "Father, Bi. Lt's hard."

Bi Adab then left the room.