
The dining table has some luxurious foods that Yesa has served neatly. Now he looks like he's putting down his empty plate. Not how long Dery came suddenly, pulled up the chair then sat down while giving a warm smile to him
"Do you cook all the food at this table ?"Dery asked after circulating his gaze at the food on the table.
"Yes Young Master "
"I told you, you don't have to call me by name. Young Master, just say my name." Said Dery with a tone of dislike.
"Ahh I forgot. All right, Dery hehe"
"Why are you standing there, come here." Pat the empty seat next to him. "Friend me eat here." Dery continued
"Well, wait a minute, I want to call Arya upstairs."
"Aryan ?" Dery was surprised, all this time he always understood the situation, that Yesa was dedicated to serving his brother. But times
this is another story. Why call him by his name. As soon as he thought it ended with a smile. It seems like something has been missed" Well I understand, you better call my brother first."
"Good.''
Yet Yesa stepped, Arya had already come down from the stairs. Her lips smiled as Arya walked almost close to the dining table.
"Welcome to Arya." Pulling the chair allowed his young master to sit politely.
"Sadly," Arya threw away a face." It's like I'm the young master who always wants to be served. You sit there I can do it myself." He refused to walk past Yesa. Pulling up a chair and sitting in front of him.
"Ahh well "Sahut Yesa then occupied the chair he had drawn. Next to Dery
"Silver this food is so delicious." Dery praised breaking the silence created.
"Sure, at least he's been trying hard." Arya's voice was cold while cutting food on her plate.
"He was great and persistent. I'm starting to like him. Lately he has become warmer than before.''
Arya just smiled coldly
Yesa did not listen to what her two Young Masters were talking about. It doesn't matter how he behaves if he meets his favorite food.
"Sister, you like this kind of girl, don't you ? That's what you said."
"I never said that." Arya denies it fast." And I don't like it."
"Do you think she's very pretty ?" Arya did ask, but her eyes were fixed on Yesa's lips
"Ahh brother, are your eyes blind? I think she's very pretty and funny. I heard Brother
it helped him drown."
Arya just silently looked at the face of Yesa. His gaze was still fixed on his thin lips. Which is already flooded with food. The girl didn't care if Arya looked at her tightly as if she wanted to wipe her with her lips.
"If you don't like her, then what kind of woman do you like? Dery continued his sentence.
"Yesa." Because it was not able to bear to see him finally Arya called while biting spoonyna.
"Huh !" Dery was even stunned, and it was realized that Arya did not touch his chatter at all. It is true or not it may be the answer Arya once she thought.
"Yesa !" His tone was raised because his first call did not make the girl react. Dery and Yesa turned their heads simultaneously to his face after hearing it.
"Yes" The Yesa just said.
"You're a slob" Pointed Yesa's lips with her spoon." And clean it up right now. That bothers me a lot.'' Cynic words
"Oh. Sorry "Yesa rubbed her lips with the back of her hand
Dery looked at Arya while chuckling
It seems like Big Brother has yet to realize that Big Brother already likes him huh. Then I'll help make you aware of your own feelings Brother.
"That's still "Dery said as he pointed at Yesa's lips in the same way as Arya
"really ?" Hurriedly rubbed his lips back the same way. Dery seemed to want to touch her lips. But it stopped after Arya threw a piece of eating tissue towards her face. Growled.
"Use that, you're making me lose my appetite." Arya got up from her seat and left the dining table
"I'm sorry." Yesa cleaned her lips with the eating tissue that had been thrown from Arya's hand just now.
Why did he eat so little. My cooking is not good.
While Dery smilingly looked at Arya as she walked away from the dining table. It was as if he had found the answer he wanted