Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

A sweet relationship that is not sweet

The aroma of delicious cuisine, smelled fragrant from the kitchen of Melisa's residence. But, it was not the girl who was cooking, it was Arkan. That man, really made busy by the chatter of a Melisa. Spoiled, she asks Arkan to provide food to fill her hungry stomach, but when Arkan turns to asking himself to cook, Melisa refuses.

"My wounded hand is still hurting" he said. It wasn't a deep and severe wound, just scratched glass that caused a cut on his archery skin. While Arkan, the wounds suffered quite badly, but now the two men have both healed perfectly.

"Instead of asking me to cook, aren't you the woman who's supposed to be in the kitchen, not the cell phone she is today" a pair of neutrals looked at Melisa, who was casually finger-surfing on the device, he occasionally swung himself over Hammock.

"I'm hungry" he chirped with a bent face. Eyebrows dropped, lip edges decreased, such are the faces of humans who are persuading their interlocutors.

If Jena was born with a stubborn streak, Gibran with a confidence level soaring sky-high, while Arkan, the man was born with a rambling nature. Prolonged arguments that are useless, waste time and drain energy, especially Melisa is not the type of woman who is obedient. Taking a deep breath, Arkan went to the kitchen, checked the contents of the refrigerator, put on an apron and immediately cooked.

And Melisa, the girl looked at Arkan with a loving look. If only this was the story in the comics, the love-shaped balloons would have been hovering, dancing over Melisa's head.

"You really don't know yourself, Arkan. How am I willing to go down to the kitchen to fill my stomach, while my stomach is always struggling to enjoy your delicacies," he murmured with a small smile.

So agile, the skilled Arkan uses all forms of knives and kitchen furniture, completing cooking activities in a short time.

Smiling happily, the face of the girl's story while mowing down the dishes she had been processing, made Arkan feel greatly appreciated. Hoping to be able to go straight back to her residence after filling Melisa's hungry stomach, Arkan was again made dizzy with the whimper of the girl.

"Guild me take a shower."

Suddenly, Arkan's eyes rounded, almost jumping and bouncing to the floor. As light as a feather, Melisa asks him to accompany her to the bath, hello!!! Arkan wasn't looking after a snot boy! but a bohai girl nan seksoy.

"Did you never look in the mirror!," hardened Arkan.

Melisa looked at him innocently"Glass? is there something strange on my face?."

Pulling on the girl's cheek, Arkan was really anxious"You're not a little boy! why ask a man to accompany you to take a bath?!, beware miss Melisa! just now you've made that absurd request. Next time, don't let you say the same to your other bodyguards."

"Heiii," cried Melisa with a flushed face. The blushing face was not because of shame, but because of the pain in his cheek, the act of the evil hand Arkan who pulled his cheek.

"It hurts!," he shook the man's hand.

Immediately releasing her hand, Arkan looked at Melisa intently"Let's just be aware of your words!."

At such a glance, Melisa instead returned Arkan's gaze"Ohoii, you dare to look so hard at me? I heard you were forced to accept me for being forced by Jake. If you don't dare to go against her orders, what if I persuade her to ask you to marry me!!."

Closing both eyes, trying to maintain sanity within him, Arkan reopened his eyes while taking a deep breath"Jake pleaded, not commanding. You're lucky that I'm not a cruel human being, so your brother's request can't be ignored."

Melisa grieves, scatters as if Arkan is just making it up"Cih! basic man! you're like a motorcycle taxi chasing a deposit! overtaking of reality. Instead of asking me to look in the mirror, you'd better be the one with the glass. For you to see, in your face is only me!, I'm the one you have to take care of and take care of."

Hearing that, Arkan was silent, rejecting the look of Melisa's eyes that were chasing her gaze.

"God....."

"You're blabbing too much, I should have added a lot of chili to the dish earlier, so that you're spiciness and finally silence."

"Hey!! aren't you tired of giving up, Arkan."

Okay, maybe it's not time. Melisa put aside the first heavy chatter between them. He went back to the teaching for the bath, and still Arkan refused.

"Awhile, I'm just taking you to take a bath together, in the basement pool of this apartment."

Seen, the tip of Arkan's eyes trembled, there seemed to be a slight misunderstanding between them.

"You mean, swimming?."

Melisa nodded"And you don't want to, cih! you're really stingy with your time, Arkan," scowled, the girl stepped into the room, preparing to go down to the pool, even without Arkan.

Arkan fell silent, dismissing the strange thoughts that had stopped in his mind. Not only that, the brain even had time to imagine himself actually accompanying Melisa to take a bath, in the bathroom of course. Ckckckckkc!!!

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At the beach residence, Jena is draining her brain to continue the script. From now on, while propping up his chin, ah! why brilliant ideas do not stop in his mind.

If you are running out of ideas like today, Jena will open a Mbah gugel surfing page on the internet looking for interesting ideas about the horror world. However, this time Jena did not intend to do that. First of all, Jena comes to Gibran on the veranda of the cafe, to scrape if only he had a scary experience around ghosts that could be his inspiration.

The man was greeting his fans via a live broadcast on his social media page. Jena is unaware of it, casually walking towards Gibran's desk in front of her, making herself clearly visible on the screen of her sister's phone. Suddenly, the screenshot made Gibran fans curious about the figure of Jena.

"Can you help me" he said, taking a seat in front of Gibran.

The man pointed his phone screen right in front of Jena"Look, I'm live."

Soon, Jena pulls Gibran's phone. Wanting to feel immediately nagged at him, but remembering the sister was live broadcast, Jena also held back.

"Yes, later" he intends to leave.

Gibran is still Gibran, the nosy boy then pranks on the brother"Oho, they recognize you brother," he exclaimed as he turned his phone screen back to Jena"Come on! greet them brother."

Mengulum lips, with bated breath, Jena smiled then turned on the screen of Gibran's phone"Hai, "he said so awkwardly.

Their reaction as Jena greeted, was unexpected. Looking at the growing audience, Gibran pulled Jena to sit down together"Let go, damn boy!," whispered Jena still smiling, but the smile was no longer friendly.

"You know, learning to greet the fans like this" Gibran said, smiling strangely at the screen.

"Damn it! you're forcing me to do something I don't like!," down there, Jena pinched his sister's thigh, making Gibran's face flushed with pain. A very attractive face for Jena, feeling satisfied to give a lesson to her sister, Jena also returned to say hello"Yes, I'm the author of Jenaira. Thank you for loving my beloved sister" he said, reading the audience's comments.

Indeed, Gibran's stomach felt nauseous hearing Jena's expression of love towards him. However, he continued to spread a smile in front of the screen of his phone. For the fans who were watching the live broadcast, this sister pair is very familiar, especially with the beautiful and handsome face, ah!! Jena and Gibran really make them happy to see the sweet interaction of the two in front of the phone screen.

While in front of the cafe entrance, Khair smiled amusedly watching the fake intimacy of the sister pair.

To be continued...

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