Thin Differences

Cake None Second Cake Made Nyokap

The young man who had just entered the study came to his two brothers. A bogem headed towards the chest of the Big Brother.

"You sick know." He complained while holding the chest that had just been hit by the brother's bogem.

"You again?" Ask the Guard who has raised his hand to prepare with his bogem again.

"Even." Pinta Axel by folding both hands in front of the chest.

"Why didn't you wake up?" Ask Garda to look at the table with drinks and cakes.

The three of them were sitting just on a sofa there was no ethics in the three as usual. If only three fools are very willing to sit in a chair, want to sit down, want to sleep anywhere okay, even want to sit or sleep in their oversized chair is not a problem.

"So much." Praise Garda by plucking a little cake on the table.

"Say you're starving." Said The Brother

"Don't believe it, try it, brother." Said the Guard to Axel's older brother.

"Where to buy Daf?" Ask Garda with his mouth full of chewed cakes.

"That cake?" Ask Daffa by frowning while thinking.

"So I came out but I didn't buy cake."

"This delicious cake tastes the same as a nyokap." Chirpe Guard.

"Auntie can't buy cake he knows we don't like all kinds of cakes." Axel who has been a listener.

"Elu laper or starving cake that much you run out on your own?" Axel asked by showing his index finger on a plate that only stayed a few pieces of cake.

"But actually this is as delicious as Nyokap you make on try it already." Garda.

"Gue's so kangen's just as nyokap." Further.

Curious his two brothers also took part in picking a cake that only stayed a few pieces. The two closed their eyes as they chewed on the cake.

"Feed." Shouted Axel and Daffa simultaneously.

"You said Kak, smudge on the tongue." Daffa.

"Kaya made Nyokap, good right." Axel.

"It feels like it's second to none." Daffa.

"If it's not made, it means there's a second one now." Guard.

"It can be you." Daffa.

"Mr... longs for his miss." The three young men said simultaneously.

While chanting the song their eyes glanced at the plate that only one piece of cake remained. The three fought each other, but unfortunately, each of them only got a small cut.

The three young men are not with their mother now. Everyone has their own responsibility.

"Or don't you come here too." Chirps Axel who finally looked at each other.

Daffa decided to go to the kitchen. He was looking for the Baya Part Woman who worked as ART at the Villa.

Arriving in the kitchen the young man only found a girl he had met twice. The girl was rummaging through the entire kitchen.

"Auntie." Call the Young man on his ART.

"It's Den." Reply to the Aunt from the back garden.

"Auntie made the cake?" Ask Daffa while walking to get a glass.

"Ti-ti-no Den." Aunty answered softly for fear of making a mistake.

"Who was that cake from?" Ask the young man again.

"Auntie doesn't know." Reply Aunty.

"So it's already here." Further again.

"Did mama come here?" Ask Daffa.

"Nobody's here Den." Reply Aunty.

The young man closed his eyes for a very long time as he smelled a fragrant smell that was lurking in the kitchen. This fragrant smell is the smell of a cake that has just been cooked.

"Who made Bi's cake?" Tanya Daffa walked over to the kitchen with the glass she had taken.

The young man and the middle-aged woman saw a girl who had been rummaging through the kitchen taking out a cake from her grill. Daffa turned his body upside down while the Aunt only looked down afraid of getting angry.

Bibi was afraid that the girl would get angry because she had made a cake that was disliked by the three young men who had just gathered in the villa. The three young men did not like to eat a variety of cakes that taste bad.

"Bring that cake to Bi's study." The young man's orders were firm.

"Good Den." Said The Aunt.

The young man returned to the study with his long steps. He wants to meet his two brothers soon.

Chequelek

The door was wide open and a young man entered the room. The two young men in the room fell silent and looked at his brother who had just entered.

"Where is Mama here? Ask Axel the son closest to the Mother.

"Mommy didn't come here said Auntie." Answer Daffa.

"Where was the cake?" Ask Garda.

"There's more? Ask again.

"My dear brother, do you demen what do you do?" Ask Daffa who was still holding the glass unconsciously.

"both." Answer Garda.

"The people who make it." Tempt Daffa because he knows who made it.

"Doyan is like the cake." Further.

The three young men in the study laughed crisply at his sister's words. From inside the room it had begun to smell the fragrance of the cake that had just been cooked.

Tok tok tok tok

Tok tok tok tok

Tok tok tok tok

The door was knocked by a middle-aged woman whom Daffa asked to deliver. It didn't take long for a sound to be heard from inside the room.

"Come in Bi." Daffa's Command.

Chequelek

"Excuse me Den." Said Aunt opening the door slowly with the same plate of cake.

"Thank you Bi." Daffa said after the cake was placed on the table.

A quiet atmosphere when someone else was among them. Good at putting yourself and seeing situations.

"So who made Auntie's cake?" Ask the Guard by swallowing his own saliva remembering the words from the Brother earlier.

"Why not eat?" Ask the Brother Smirk.

"It's served warm like this, it's getting better." Axel chirps with a mouth full of cake.

"Gue is full." Garda.

"Truly I've finished the plates ntar you just nanyain?" Ask Axel.

This time a plate of cake was spent by the Big Brother and Sister. His brother and sister knew what the Guard was thinking.

"Who makes a cake as delicious as Nyokap Daf?" Ask The Brother.

"A girl in this villa." Answer The Brother.

"The girl who broke the stuff?" Ask The Brother.

"Hem." Replied the Sister did not want to discuss the issue of women.

"Well, that pretty girl?" Ask the Guard began to be enthusiastic.

"Have the cake finished?" Ask Garda.

"Have they been full?" Axel asked to accuse his sister.

A slightly disappointed face was engraved on the face of the handsome Guard. Daffa himself is tired of taking care of a girl, because all this time he has been the target of girls.

Both of his brothers became the target of the girls but all this time very avoid with the name of a girl. It was no different from her two brothers, but Daffa responded a little to the girls.