Hadyan stroked Tasia's head with all of his heart.
"I have something for you," Hadyan peeped.
Tasia didn't know since when he held a medium-sized box. Maybe he brought it up with his magical powers?
"Is it for me?" Tasia asked by accepting the box.
Hadyan nodded, "Open it."
Tasia opened the box, and immediately laughed in surprise. She took out a small red pillow that felt a bit heavy like it was filled with sand. She knew what this thing was. It was the hot pillow her father used to use when he came home from work to warm his aching waist.
"Why do you give me this?" Tasia laughed still.
"I saw a guy in Patra's class using this when he was sick. Patra said the pillow could provide warmth. That's why I asked him to buy one for me." He explained. Tasia stared in confusion, not understanding what the explanation of the use and origin of the pillow had to do with her.
