“You prepared all of this?” I asked in a low voice while scanning the food infront of the table.
Yvvo proudly nod his head as he pulled the nearest chair. “Dad taught me how to cook,” he remarked as he looked towards my direction. “Sit here.”
Napangiti ako dahil sa ginawa niya. Umupo ako sa upuang hinila niya samantalang umupo naman siya sa upuan sa aking harapan. “Niluto mo ‘to lahat?” Hindi makapaniwalang tanong ko sa kaniya.
“Taste it,” nakangiting sabi niya bago nilagyan ng spaghetti ang plato ko.
I pursed my lips together once again as I tried to stop my tears from falling. Walang imik kong kinuha ang tinidor na nakapatong sa plato bago nagsimulang kumain ng inilagay ni Yvvo na pagkain sa aking plato.
My eyes streamed with tears as I tasted the food that he cooked. Tila naalarma
