Choose One
chapter 27
"yes" Arsenio replied briefly and ordered Keisya to sit on the sofa with her eye gesture.
Keisya sat on the sofa, his eyes still around looking around the room. He's looking for where Arsenio's missing.
There was an old mother bringing him a drink "please non" he offered.
"yes, thank you" Keisya replied by developing his sweet smile.
Two hands around his neck. Out of fear of the bad guys, Keisya threw the pillow beside him behind.
"who? go!" keisya shouted while hitting the person behind him using a pillow.
"hey, it's me" whispered Arsenio in Keisya's ear.
Keisya raised his head up. Looking at Arsenio's smiling handsome face looking at Keisya.
Keisya put his lips together. Arsenio felt anxious when she saw Keisya's lips that could be shaved. How cute is it with the eyebrows connected.
Arsenio moved to sit beside Keisya, wrapping her hands around Keisya's neck with her head placed on Keisya's shoulder.
"hunger" whined spoiled Keisya.
Arsenio stood up with her hand which pulled Keisya's hand. Keisya walked towards the kitchen.
"what if we eat our own produce?" asked Arsenio after she got to the kitchen.
"can you cook?" Keisya could not believe that a person as rich as Arsenio could cook on his own, even in a house this big there was only one housekeeper.
"want to eat my food? or do we cook together?" Arsenio asked in her gentle tone to Keisya.
"actually I wanted to cook myself, but because you said you could cook. What if I wait there?" Keisya pointed towards the dining table "don't disappoint!" Keisya made his way to the dining table leaving Arsenio.
After quite a while Keisya got tired of seeing Arsenio busy in the kitchen cooking for him. Keisya actually did not believe that Arsenio could cook.
Feeling saturated, Keisya walked up to Arsenio who was cutting vegetables. Keisya looked at the handsome face of Arsenio who was being serious about her cooking.
"uh uh? ohh no, abis you cut him with a loving look. How do vegetables like you?" Keisya walked around Arsenio around the kitchen.
"don't this not you cooking?" Keisya was suspicious not to believe seeing what was on the plate.
"that was the meat, vegetables and spices went alone" said Arsenio who was still busy with his cooking.
Keisya returned regardless of Arsenio's answer, sitting at the dinner table waiting for Arsenio's cooking to come.
Long enough Keisya waited, Finally the dining table was full of Arsenio cuisine. It looks beautiful from cuisine to other cuisines. Keisya could not wait, his fussy stomach was becoming more and more so.
"take it!" arsenio orders a smile to Keisya.
Keisya took everything he wanted. It turns out that Arsenio's cuisine is better than his own. Once mouthfuls Keisya's eyes widened to taste Arsenio's cuisine.
"how?" ask Arsenio who already knows if her cooking makes Keisya like it.
"lumayan" replied Keisya who did not want to admit if his cuisine lost competitiveness with a man. But his mouth did not stop.
Arsenio smiled seeing Keisya eat.
Keisya spent so much that there was nothing left. Maybe now her stomach is like a 7-month-old pregnant person.
Arsenio brought a drink for Keisya. Giving with a proud smile that managed to make Keisya feel satisfied.
"i know this food tastes better than your cooking" Arsenio said.
"narcissist, this is over because I'm hungry!" ketus Keisya did not want to confess if he liked Arsenio's cooking.
"but I just ate a little already" Arsenio's lips pouted looking at Keisya.
"just you diet!" order Keisya who was enjoying the drink given Arsenio.
"you if you eat a lot like that it will be thick, like bab*!" Arsenio ran away from the tantrum of Keisya who heard it.
