Sweet Cake Memories
Sweet Cakes Memories With Dad

...Chapters 24...

...Sweet Cake Memories With Dad...

"What, anyway? " said Tasia. He turned his face to the side, which Rizal could not stand. Rizal only smiled at her, often seeing her face that looked flushed with embarrassment.

"Your face is funny.make an echo.." he chanted, pinching the cheeks of the girl.

"Aduuuuh.sick tofu!" holding both hands of Rizal.

Tasia pursed her lips "I'm a cute little boy." - she grumbled.

Rizal again chuckled. Then hurrying, Tasia stepped into the kitchen and prepared herself to gather the ingredients of her cake that would be made later with Yogi.

"Did you not go to college today? " ask Tasia.

"Later in the afternoon I'm just off to college, all borrowed Revan's motorcycle! because the Lecturer I was going to meet happened to be out this morning" replied Rizal, walking behind him Tasia.

Tasia's got a beard, okay.

"Hmm so yeah, don't you intend to buy a vehicle?" ask Tasia.

"Yes, I already had the intention to buy it, but now I don't have much money. First entered my college course I had to sell my motorcycle, and trade small on campus KOPMA" said Rizal.

"And in the end for more than 5 years I was able to buy land and build this Cafe here, with my own merchandise! "continue story.

" Who really is that? " tasia said she was amazed to hear Rizal's story. Rizal nodded his head.

After hearing the story of Rizal, Tasia so remembered the words of Maya, her brother first about her.

'He is really hardworking' said Tasia.

"I admit, I really salute you, in just 5 years I have been able to build a cafe like this. Your parents must be so proud to have a son like you?!" sahut Tasia was amazed to praise him.

Rizal polishes a fake smile, with Tasia saying to him, he doesn't think about her parents. His success was only his ambition, who wanted to prove it to his brother, Raffi and his parents. That he had his own skills, and was not as weak as they had expected.

"Ooh..yeah, then I want to get ready to prepare the ingredients first, before Yogi comes!" tasia Mumbles.

"Tasia, teach me to make cookies!" suddenly said.

Tasia was surprised by Rizal's request.

"Are you serious about learning? " sahut Tasia is doubtful. Rizal smiles.

"I wanted to learn to make cookies, the first cake I had time at the bus terminal first, when I accidentally bumped into you" he said. Tasia was glued to her words, she recalled the events of the first time she met Rizal, and the girl smiled again remembering them after a while.

"Which cake did you eat?" tasia asked again with a small laugh.

"What is the cream in the shape of a lily? Wasn't it at your sister's wedding, I've shown it before." said Rizal explained.

Tasia tried to recall it, by pointing her eyes upwards.

"Ooh.. is that? you like that kind of thing?" the thrill just remembered.

"Because the cake looks different from the others, it tastes very tempting, usually if you eat a lot of sweet people will feel blenger, but the first cake I eat from you it even wants to taste it back!" sahut again.

"really?" ask Tasia. "It was just a regular cake, but. actually it was also a special cake in my life." said Tasia looking down pensively, suddenly her eyes stared blankly straight ahead.

"Oh yeah?! " sahut Rizal, curious to listen to Tasia's story as well.

"That's what I make with my dad every year, on my birthday. The cake was actually the first cake my father made for my mother" she said. Rizal sat on the kitchen table beside Tasia who was standing hugging a bag of wheat flour, listening to Tasia's story.

"really? then...? " ask Rizal who is interested

hearing Tasia's story and she asks to continue the story.

"At that time my mother was very difficult to have children, she had 3 miscarriages because of weak womb. Every time Mom cried from sadness and depression, Dad always took the time to make the cake, to please my mom" Tasia murmured.

"Your father is also romantic!" sahut Rizal's.

"Yes that's it...!"tasia smiled fakely. Then hurriedly poured the flour into the container.

Rizal suddenly remembered at Supri's wedding, his bad attitude towards his father.

" Hm, sorry I interfered too much" said Rizal a little hesitant to ask.

"But why was it that at your sister's wedding, you were so indifferent to your father?" he braved himself.

Tasia could already guess it, that Rizal would definitely ask that. Because he used to see her when Tasia and her father met.

Tasia first hesitates to tell Rizal her personal problems. But over time Tasia felt there was warmth in Rizal, so she dared to pour out all her heart.

Suddenly Tasia did not feel tears melted, then she immediately rubbed it with her palm.

"Why, tell me. I'll keep your family secret, trust me! " suddenly Rizal helped wipe the tears of Tasia who fell scattered.

"My father.. he was actually.." stammered "Actually my parents have been divorced for a long time!" sahut Tasia gave up all her burdens.

"My father would leave my mother for the job and the request of my grandparents! " he continued, Tasia sobbed.

Rizal was stunned to hear that. Unable to bear to see Tasia grieving, Rizal unconsciously clasped Tasia's head and pulled her into her chest that was plane. He just wanted Tasia to feel comfortable and calm in that embrace of him.

"Dad.he remarried to my grandfather's woman for their business relationship. Since Junior High I've been depressed and completely lost my father.. My father who always loved me, and gave me comfort. For 5 years I was empty without Dad...! " he continued, his tears finally spread out all, holding back the sadness while squeezing Rizal's shirt near his face. Rizal hugged her even tighter.

The yogi, who had just come and entered the cafe room, overheard the conversation beside the kitchen, and looked at those who were hugging through the kitchen window.

seriate...

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