Teacher's Love Formulas

CHAPTER 42

The night was getting late, the cold air was very felt because outside the house the rain fell quite heavily. Fara is now sitting in the living room holding her phone. She was discussing a prom night event in her class chat group. Suddenly everything was off topic when discussing the food that accompanied them on that cold night.

When Fara saw the martabak photo of her friend, suddenly Fara wanted to eat it too. He closed his group chat and then opened the ijo application intending to order martabak online.

Finally he found his martabak seller. He chose a special meat variant. But when waiting for driver confirmation, the order is also not accepted.

"Where the hell no one received orders, what because of the rain." then Fara tried again. "No, no one will take it anymore" grumbled Fara as she was impatient to eat it.

"Why, Far?" asked Aslan who heard Fara from earlier muttering to herself. He was now standing behind the sofa that Fara was sitting on. "Martabak's pen?" asked Aslan who could see Fara was ordering martabak but not yet accepted by the driver.

Instantly Fara put down her phone. "Yes, but the driver has nothing to confirm. Hmm, yeah, it's not."

"Yes, I bought it. Just a minute."

"No need. Out of the rain." stop Fara but Aslan's gone to get his jacket.

"Sir papa. I bought it, rather than later you can't sleep. Want a special beef variant?" ask Aslan to make sure again.

Fara nodded her head.

"Well, wait a minute." Aslan rubbed a moment at the top of Fara's head and then he came out of the house.

Fara smiled a little. He was now waiting for Aslan while playing back his phone. Join again with group chat chat, it turns out food chat has changed with outfit. "Dresscode white color. I don't have any. I forgot to dress her yet. The show's tomorrow night again. Did Ayla buy it. Hmm, or Mr Aslan?"

Fara rolled her eyes while thinking. "Look tomorrow, come."

A few moments later Aslan arrived. He brought two martabak boxes and then he put them on the table. "I'll change my clothes first."

Fara looked up and looked at Aslan's wet jacket and pants, and Fara followed. "So wet, didn't you have a car?" asked Fara who was now standing by the door.

"No. I just brought a motorbike to go faster. I was wearing a raincoat but it was still wet. You see the rain is more heavy" Aslan said as he opened the closet to take his clothes.

Suddenly, Fara's mood changed. There was pity mixed with annoyance and worry. "Other times if it rains bring a car. If it's still hard, don't walk yet. Tomorrow don't have to be bought if I want anything."

Fara stomped her feet then she sat back on the sofa of the living room.

"Loh, Fara's even crashing." Aslan let out a long sigh then quickly she changed clothes and caught up with Fara. He sat down next to Fara. "Far, don't be angry. Yes, I'm sorry."

Fara was now staring at Aslan. "Why did Mr. Aslan apologize. I'm the one who's been troublesome, sorry."

Aslan smiled. Fara's attitude has changed a lot, he is now much better than before. "Sir papa. It is my duty to fulfill all your wishes. Nih, now you're eating mumpung still warm."

Aslan opened the martabak cardboard. The smell of his delicacy was immediately smelled in Fara's nose. He could hardly wait to eat it. He approached and took one piece of the martabak but stopped him from putting it in his mouth. It turns out that he still can't eat on his own.

"Here, I'm a bribe." Aslan took over the martabak and began to bribe it.

Fara ate it voraciously, even in just a few seconds Fara had spent half a portion.

"Sir Aslan ate as well" said Fara with a mouthful.

"Yes, later. Spend it if you still want to."

Having just been fed to Fara, Aslan's heart rate increased drastically. Is this really Fara? Or did Fara do this because of the wishes of her future child?

"Great boy, this is my subscription. I usually buy online."

"It's so good." Of course it tastes better because it eats directly from Fara's hands.

Fara continued to feed Aslan. "Sir Aslan don't let me keep going. Well, Mr. Aslan is skinny now. I'm no longer a lion."

A smile was still imprinted on the tip of Aslan's lips. Have all his do'a-do'as been accomplished? Aslan's heart was still pounding and flowery. "Far, I'm full. Here, you eat again."

Fara shook her head. "My stomach is full. The hardness of the portion is large and I've been exhausted by half. One cardboard love Bi Sri alone to be eaten with Pak Darto as well."

"Yes already. I made milk, will you?"

Fara nodded her head. "What a strawberry taste."

"Yes." Yeah." Aslan stood up while carrying the rest of the martabak into the kitchen.

Fara now just feel good pampered husband like this.

Eh, why am I even spoiled with Mr. Aslan? My angry mode is gone now.

Fara thought about her feelings. Was he able to accept Aslan's presence in his life?

A while later Aslan came up with a glass of strawberry-flavored warm milk as Fara wished. "After drinking milk go to sleep."

Fara nodded her head and then she gulped the milk down. After that he stood up. He would step towards his room but his footsteps stopped in front of Aslan's room.

"You're sleeping in my room, no papa" Aslan said. He was always sensitive to Fara's behavior.

Fara finally went into Aslan's room and laid herself in Aslan's bed.

A little while later, Aslan went into the room and laid himself down beside Fara. He left a blank space between them.

"Quick sleep is night."

Fara nodded her head. He closed his eyes now. But he can't sleep either. Why did it feel like he wanted to get closer to Aslan. The baby-to-be really wants to continue to be spoiled by his father.

Without opening her eyes, Fara shifted herself. He grabbed Aslan's arm and hugged her only then could he finally fall asleep.

Aslan only smiled slightly looking at her, the more days Fara could not get away from her. He hopes this is not because of mere cravings but also the desire of Fara.

Then Aslan pulled the blanket to cover Fara's body, then he rubbed Fara's hair and gave more comfort to Fara.

If only we could be like this forever...

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