Metallmorphosis
CHAPTER 61. The Right Person For Wound Backrest.

The appearance of the message in the morning made Zinnia's spirit full again. He continued to develop a smile. His mood is improving.

‘good morning my love. The spirit today. Love you.’

The look on his face turned bright. As bright as the morning sun that pierces the smoke of the capital's pollutants today.

Today is his day off work. He asked Pak Jaya for permission and said that he was not feeling well.

But it is not his body that is sick. But feelings. Fortunately Pak Jaya never disputed the attitude of Zinnia who often skipped the job.

The condition of the house is empty. His mother may have gone to the office. So did his father and brother. Only Zinnia and Lida are left who still seem to clean up their former dishes.

“You have breakfast, Non?” Tawar Lida's.

“Gak laper, Mbak.” Answer the original Zinnia. “Mbak, have ingredients for cake, no?”

“What's cake?”

“Bika.”

“Non Zinnia want to make bika cake?”

Zinnia nodded.

“Buy already, Non.”

“This is for a special person, Ma'am.”

“Idiihh. Toh. There's the. But he couldn't help, non. You want to go to market.”

“Nothing, Ma'am. Ready for the material.” Pinta Zinnia later.

After finishing the cooking utensils, Lida immediately prepared the ingredients requested by Zinnia.

“Still, Mbak.”

“Sama-sama, Non. But can you really make it? Kan Non Zinnia never made cake before.”

“Quiet aja, Ma'am. Many tutorials. I've made it anyway.” Clearly Zinnia was smiling.

Actually Lida was worried about leaving Zinnia alone in such a house. But he had to shop for necessities because most of the stock in the house had run out.

Zinnia plans to make Ren's favorite cake. He tried to remember the way of making that Esta had taught him. In part, he combined his memory with looking at tutorials on video sharing apps.

After struggling with the cake, at eleven o'clock Zinnia finally managed to finish one cake. He was satisfied with the result. The appearance was good even though it was a bit charred. He believes that it also feels not inferior to his appearance.

Zinnia wrapped the cake carefully and put it in the box. It also gives a touch of pink ribbon as a sweetener.

After bathing and changing clothes, Zinnia immediately headed to FD Corp by taxi.

Zinnia is more comfortable to travel by taxi. At home, there is an unused car. But basically Zinnia can't drive.

Before entering the FD Corp building, Zinnia took the time to greet Pak Jaya who seemed busy serving customers.

“Lho, Zinnia? Said it hurt?”

“Days aside, Sir.”

“Where are you? What do you want to come here?”

“You have business there, Sir.” Zinnia answered while pointing towards the FD Corp building.

“Ooh.”

“Then I'll excuse you, sir.” Pamit Zinnia later. He left Pak Jaya.

Previously, Zinnia had sent a message to Ren that he would visit. And Ren had already told the receptionist staff about it. So when Zinnia approached the reception desk, he was immediately asked to go upstairs.

“Hai, Zinnia.” Sapa Ariga raised a friendly hand to Zinnia.

“Hai also. Brother Ren is?”

Zinnia just nodded and smiled then opened the wide door slowly.

As she tilted her head, Zinnia could see that Ren was sitting on her throne and focused on reading the documents on the table.

Zinnia deliberately entered slowly. He stumbled like a thief.

“Kak?” Greet Zinnia when he was in front of Ren's desk.

Ren who heard the voice of the person who missed him immediately looked up. His eyes sparkled as soon as he saw Zinnia standing up and smiling at him.

“Hei. How come it's suddenly here?” Ren asked who immediately stood up from his chair and walked over to Zinnia.

“Lhah? I told you about Brother.”

“Ya kirain afternoon. Don't know now.” Ren. The man then held Zinnia's body into his arms. Hold him tight.

After Ren released his embrace, the man invited Zinnia to sit on the sofa. Then Zinnia put the box of his homemade cake on the table.

“What is it?”

“I made a cake for Kak Ren.” Said Zinnia while opening the box.

“Kue bika?”

The scent of legit instantly burst out from behind the open box. It filled Ren's nasal cavity and instantly aroused his hunger. But over time, the aroma changed and was increasingly dominated by the smell of charred.

“Wah. It smells great.” Praise Ren. He examined the shape of the cake that seemed to be other than what was often made by his mother.

In the spirit of 45 Zinnia sliced the cake and gave it to Ren.

Ren frowned. Somehow he seemed to be able to smell the increasingly pungent smell of the cake. He refused, but he praised.

Okay, good to try first. Inner Ren.

Ren turned over the piece of cake he was holding. And sure enough, the bottom looks blackened former charred. Makes Ren frown and feel unbearable to eat it.

“Kok gosong like this?” Ren Protest.

“Do not see how it looks, Brother. Black is exotic.” Bela Zinnia's.

No. Zinnia doesn't know that the cake is a scorch. Since at home also he already knew that the cake made by him was burnt. It was just that he missed Ren and had no other reason to meet him. So he had to wrap the cake and bring it. Count as a hand. Haha.

Ren did not seem to have the heart to eat the cake. But he was more heartless after seeing the expression of hope implied on Zinnia's face. Eventually, Ren had to eat the cake.

Ren frowned as the cake entered his mouth. It feels so weird. Too sweet coupled with a bitter taste due to scorching. What a fusion of taste that should not pass through his tongue.

Zinnia followed Ren's expression which seemed to be forcing himself to swallow the cake. From there he knew that it must have felt very bad.

“Why, Brother?”

“Tick.” Honestly Ren.

Zinnia. Although he had expected it, but he still did not expect that Ren would say it so clearly. Just make him ashamed. And that shame turned into a half-dead resentment. Be Zinnia scowling to Ren.

“Can't be angry. Than I lie keep saying good. Better to be honest, right?” Ren defended himself. He knew Zinnia was holding back his irritation.

“Yes but it doesn't have to be that honest too times. Brother Ren ngeselin ih.” Dengus.

“Hahahahahaha. But luckily eat it in your kitchen. Maybe that's what makes the cake taste sweet and legit.” Goda Ren's.

“Like dreadlocks.”

“That's important you like. Lifetime dreadlocks also I am aja.” Seloroh Ren's.

Finally, a smile slowly appeared on Zinnia's lips. He could not bear it when Ren teased him like that. A question arises, is Ren the right person for him to expect to be the back of his wound?

Hope so.

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