My Angel Baby's
increasingly anxious

...The MAB by VizcaVida...

...|09. Next Weekend Plan|...

...Happy reading...

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Suddenly Angel wanted to immerse himself when Louis agreed to tea at his home. Initially, the invitation was just a fad as a lip sweetener because it felt unethical to let the boss dangle in the apartment yard.

But, after Louis agreed and they sat facing each other like now, Angel was eager to escape and hide wherever she could reach, but impossible.

Two cups of hot black tea, one box of castle, one box of nastar, and one plate of sponge cake made by Angel became a soothing silence between the two. Angel is busy with her own head, while Louis is more than that. In addition to busy with the contents of his brain looking for a topic, Louis was also busy mapping the contents of Angel's apartment that seemed simple and clean. Typical women are neat and like cleanliness.

“Eumm, how is the event and stage preparation going, sir?” angel began the conversation. There was no way they would continue to be silent to each other like statues without chatter. Angel promised herself that she would never repeat her invitation to Louis. Everything feels ambiguous.

“OK, no obstacle.” Louis said as he was. He was only nervous when he actually sat in a woman's apartment after breaking up from Caca. He still did not expect himself to do this.

“Ah, good luck without obstacles until the event is over yes, sir.” Do'a Angel is sincere from the heart.

“Amin.” answered Louis to follow the do'a he needed. He did not want the show to fail and made the name of his television station get poor feedback and low ratings. The reputation and good name of the company is always a bet when there is a big event and bring in guest stars from abroad like now.

“Sorry yes, sir. The only treat is this.” said Angel while staring at her handmade food neatly lined up on the living room table.

“Eh, it's okay, Ngel. I have to thank you for inviting me to tea at your house. Your privacy place.”

Angel smiled narrowly. He stared at Louis' face. “Father want me to bring you a cake, later?”

Actually I would, but Louis had to keep the image in front of Angel. Didn't want her secretary to rate her greedy on food. “Ngerepotin you later, no need Ngel.”

“No, sir. I won't be able to spend myself a sponge cake that still has a full circle, and a few pieces in the fridge. Later you can eat at home while watching television.”

“Oh, alright.”

Apparently, his bossy image must be killed by his love for Angel's sponge cake that feels so soft and delicious on the tongue.

“You ever took a cake making course?” louis asked, so curious because of Angel's skill in making sweet foods taste not a beginner.

“Ti-no. I just learned from one of my favorite Chanel at yutub.”

“Oh . . . I wonder how you can make a cake like this. Even though the mother who took the course, always made a cake and it tastes bitter because of the charred. Failed total.”

“Really?” angel asked withholding laughter. But his defense collapsed when he saw Louis laughing until he was uproarious considering the taste of his own homemade cake.

“Eum, I'm not lying.” said Louis, putting a piece of sponge cake in his mouth. “Later deh, if there is time you come to my house to make me teach you to make a cake so that it can be tasty like your homemade like this.”

For Angel this is too soon. Meeting with Madam Hutama was never on her life list. He can embarrass himself if he fails in front of the woman who gave birth to Louis. Where will he put his face later?

“Hahaha, that's too much, sir. I am still an amateur. Later if my recipe fails, I am embarrassed.”

“Nih, the proof is good. You do not be pessimistic so dong.” said Louis tried to channel positive energy for Angel. “If it fails, yes mama would understand. The guy he never made it.”

Louis took another piece of cake and devoured it without hesitation until both cheeks bloated and looked so adorable in Angel's eyes.

Goddamnit! Why is he so handsome?

Without feeling the clock has pointed to the number nine. Louis returned home with his hands carrying a whole circle of Sponge cake that had not been able to make him stop chewing. Diet problems ordered by his Personal Trainer in the gym, no longer apply. He was hypnotized by the delicious cake made by the secretary, Angel.

“Thank you for the hand, yes. Sorry my presence has been a hassle.”

“No, no.” Angel quickly quipped for not wanting to make Louis apologize to her again. “Bapak is not a hassle. Not at all. And that cake, sorry can only give you the rest of the customer's order too much. Next time, I will make it special for mr.”

Louis laughing. Spoiled with delicious food by Angel, he was more at home and wanted to eat sweet food—padah diet sugar.

“ough, thank you.” said Louis touched with a face like wanting to cry and put an open palm in front of the chest. “Then, I pamit.”

“Eum. Be careful on the road, sir.”

Angel held a smile. It's like a new woman in the apeli of her lover, Ngel, Ngel. You should know that you are your boss. Don't fuck with him.

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“Mama hasn't slept?” louis asked as he placed a bag of pink strawberry-colored cloth in front of him on the table. He saw his mother who was still awake in the living room alone while looking at the television.

“Where are you from? Why just came home.” said Jenita asked back.

“From home temen, mam.”

“Temen what is temen? Where is there play at the temen house from home to work until nine o'clock this evening?” cerocos my mom wanted to know. Then his gaze fell on the bag that Louis had just put down. His eyes turned suspicious. “What is it?”

Louis followed Jenita's line of sight.

“Oh, this. Cake from temen Lou.”

Jenita frowned. Cake from his friend, means Louis' friend is a girl?

“Mama try it. It tastes really good. Mama should learn with Lou. She pinter makes cookies and dry food.”

After Jenita, Louis' friend is the man's working relationship, not someone who is good at making cakes like this.

“Indeed, since when do you have a cake baker friend?”

Louis just realized he was talking wrong. OMG. Been connected already, continue all.

“Let's if there's time, Lou play here so mama can make cake together with him.”

“He is, girl or boy”

The ambiguous question from the mother made Louis face turn flat and horror. “Girl, mam.”

“Yes who knows your friend is a guy but pinter makes a cake like a chef-chef you once knew.”

Louis grunted violently. “Mama want to taste what not. Want Lou take it to the room.” said Louis managed to attract the interest and curiosity of his mother to look at the contents in the bag and take a piece.

“Udah. Mama just taste one? Not less? What is mam?” louis's tease on the mother. Tau peringai his mother who always keep the image even in front of her own child.

“This is enough.” said Jenita then bit the piece of cake.

He's surprised. His beads sparkled instantly after the small piece managed to greet his taste buds. The cake is really nice and soft in the mouth. Jenita became curious about her son's girlfriend.

“What's the name, Lou?” ask Jenita curiously. Stopping Louis's steps to go to the bathroom and rest.

“Angel. He's Louis' secretary at the office, in addition to Rita.” said Louis confident if his mother is now interested in cakes made by Angel.

“He himself made this cake?” tanya Jenita still can not believe if a secretary who usually prefers to pay attention to the nails on their lentic fingers to keep it clean, she can even make cakes as delicious as this. Jenita became curious and wanted to say hello to the girl named Angel.

“Good. Invite him here sometime. Let me teach you mama to make a good cake like gini.”

The corners of Louis' lips were perfectly drawn. She smiled at her mother's request.

“Yes, later if Louis has time, Louis invites him to play here and teach mama to make cakes.”

“Eum.”

After hearing his mother's reply, Louis took another step back. But not until the end of his shoes touched the stairs to go up to the top floor, Jenita's voice echoed back to him.

“Tell him, to take his weekend time. Mama pingin learn cake with her.”

Louis nodded.

“That, mommy wants more cake.” Jenita said as she pointed at the bag that Louis opposed in her hand. []

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