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"Aryl?"

A little snapped, Indri turned around. It was only dim that he saw because the light was only in the kitchen. Next to his hand who was holding the knife was on standby.

"What's early in the morning?" The person concerned finally stepped out of the dimness-almost making Indri directly put up the horses. He's astonished.

How relieved Indri when he saw who it was. "Jeez .. You surprised me."

Indra nodded in ignorance. He yawned and rubbed a glimpse of his messy hair as he walked closer. "What are you doing?"

Indri regained his senses and turned around to hide something, but the impediment seen by Indra who knew had arrived right behind him. The shadow of the man's body that almost swallowed it made Indri was silent stiff. That was before Indra's voice came back to resuscitate him.

"What's this?" Still with a sleepy face and half-open eyes, Indra stuck one hand out through the side of Indri's body. The hand lifted the box from the thick cardboard until the writing printed on it was visible by the light of the lamp. The man nodded. "... It's the cake package Adi ordered yesterday, right?"

Indri barely held his breath as Indra's low, sleepy tone sounded very clearly in his ears. The man's breath tickled his neck. "Yes-Yes."

"Not many ate this yesterday. Besides why are you taking this out-" Indra didn't blink looking at the thing in Indri's hand. "What's the knife for?"

It's too late to avoid. Extremely forced and embarrassed, Indri mengirirkan something.

"Hm?" The senses are not clearly listening and advancing the head. "What did you say?"

Almost shocked by Indra's face that was suddenly at his side, Indri hurriedly threw his face to the side. "I-I don't know .. how to open it."

Not aware of Indri's gelagat, Indra was actually made to not blink hearing Indri's answer. The man stared at the cake-box at a glance - it would be hard to know how to open it. The box is unlike any ordinary box that can be opened vertically. If Indra hadn't seen the way Adi opened the box yesterday, he wouldn't know how either. Indra then glanced at the knife in Indri's hand.

Indra powerless to withstand the amused grunts.

"Lu-forget it. I'm just curious." More embarrassed when he heard Indra's reaction, Indri immediately put down the knife and took the box to be returned to the refrigerator.

It was before both of Indri's arms were held from behind by Indra. "liks. You want to eat it, don't you?" he said he was calm, too calm until he actually sounded seductive. "I just found out. It turns out that this early in the morning, you do have a habit of snacking."

Indri's face warmed up great. Fortunately invisible to Indra. "... How are you?"

"I've seen you early in the morning blind in the palace kitchen. Ah no. Always."

Indri could not speak so shamefully. If Indra wasn't supporting her from behind, she might have gone back to the room, hidden her face in the pillow, and not come out until tomorrow morning.

At that time also, Indri really realized that Indra did support him.

"Then let me open it-"

"T-No need. Let me-"

"And do you know how?"

Indri successfully silenced again. His expression is no longer defined. He shyly shook his head.

Indra smiled thinly. "I'll teach you." Slowly, his hand which was originally holding Indri's arm began to switch cupping the back of the woman's hand - almost drowning in his big hand. His hand moved his hand. Indra approached to freely give directions. His chin rests on Indri's shoulder. "It's simple if you look carefully over here ...."

She felt pressure on her lips. It turned out that Indra was thrusting a piece of cake into front of her mouth-like intent on offering a bribe.

"K-You don't need-hmmph"

"I know you like it." Indra had casually fed the piece into Indri's mouth despite the tip of his finger as if it had been absorbed by the woman.

Indri can only chew on that cake. Somewhat difficult because trying to suppress the nervousness and shame that arouses. However, the soft sweet taste of honey in his mouth makes Indri finally really enjoy the chew.

"You should love it." Indra had apparently tried other pieces and chewed on them before being swallowed. "It's dominated by honey." Indra took another new cut. The man liked it enough even to lick the crumbs in his fingers.

Indri almost choked when he realized something. Didn't Indra also bribe her with the same finger earlier? His face warmed up again. Indri immediately took another piece so that Indra would not do that again.

It turned out that Indra also intended to take the same piece. Their hands are also piled up. Unfortunately, that was the last piece.

Indri hurriedly pulled a hand. "For you."

Indra actually took and thrust the piece into the mouth of Indri.

Indri's cheeks are back. It's still the same finger. "Say .. for you."

"You don't want to?"

"But you like it too"

"You like it a lot more, don't you."

"I'm full already."

"You just ate one."

"You must be hungrier."

"I've eaten two and I'm full."

"Then just put it down."

"Adi would get angry if there was leftover food in the refrigerator. Too wasteful of space and energy to store just one piece."

Indri exhausted the argument. He looked at the nervous fingers Indra who was still offering cake. Thas right. Why would Indri be nervous about something like this? After all Indra has done many times more things—

The thought immediately burned Indri's face and made him quickly devour the cake. He chews a little messy.

Indra was astonished and unable to hold back the amused look at Indri's behavior, then turned worried when the woman actually choked. He immediately went to the other side of the kitchen to get water, then helped Indri drink. "Basic. Why are you in such a hurry to eat it?"

Indri heaved a sigh of relief, but soon turned nervous and felt guilty. "Sorry."