In Her Dreams

Chapter 5: Purple Yam Bread Roll

I am preparing his breakfast when I feel his presence. He requested a coffee and pancake. I put my homemade pancake syrup in a jar. I made this syrup because he doesn't want too much sweetness on his food. I plate his fluffy pancake with chocolate chip as eyes, strawberry as nose, and whip cream as mouth. I placed his food in front of him. Then I put coffee on his cup.

I seat in front of him. "Eat well." I said.

"Where is your breakfast?" He asked.

"Still on baking process." I answered.

"You don't have to cook later. I have many things to do. You can do swimming when I arrived." He said. Yes we are getting civil to each other.

Why can't I do swimming without him?

I wanted to ask him. But I remembered that his words are final. Nothing can beats to his rules. He let me swim yesterday in just an hour. Because his friends arrived.

I nodded when I noticed that he is staring at me. Maybe he doesn't like what he is eating right now. Almost half of his bread is not yet eaten. His coffee is getting cold.

"Why? Do you want me to cook another breakfast?" I asked him.

"No. I would like to taste yours." He said staring at me.

My jaw dropped to the floor. Is he serious?

Maybe he realized what he said," I mean your breakfast. I wanna taste it." He explained.

" Sure I'll just get my favorite Purple Yam Bread Roll." I replied that makes him dropped his cup. Smash on the floor.

He looks at me with a pair of his tiger eyes.

"When did you learn to bake that thing? I thought you didn't like purple things?"

" I saw it on YouTube. It looks delicious, so I tried to make one! " I exclaimed, trying to hide the fear inside me.

" Okay. I'll go ahead. Tell Marietta to clean this mess." He said not looking at me. He walked towards the front door.