The Ravindra Family

PKR Twenty Thirty

“Why be quiet like this? I'd rather you behave as usual.”

Inari tries to display her smile, though she still feels bad for Arzan.

“Order dinner for me,” says Arzan. He took his clothes and went back to the bathroom to get dressed.

Inari ordered food for Arzan. He sat down on the sofa and turned on the television.

Arzan came out with a pajama whose color was in harmony with Inari. He sat next to Inari watching the television screen.

Inari chose to watch a thriller that she had not yet seen. He glanced at Arzan who seemed to be taking out his laptop. “It's already night,” said Inari.

“Iya. But there is work to be done tomorrow morning,” replied Arzan. His eyes focused on his laptop screen.

The sound of a bell rang out in Inari's ears. He immediately approached the door to receive his order.

The waiter smiled kindly towards Inari. “Evening is ready miss.”

“Bring in only,” pinta Inari.

The waiter pushed the trolley inside. “Good to enjoy your dinner,” said the waiter was friendly and resigned.

Inari sat beside Arzan watching the menu he ordered. Inari's hand took the bowl of soup. “Warm soup fit in a bath,” said Inari.

Inari gave the bowl of soup towards Arzan. “This,” says Inari.

Arzan looked towards Inari. “Suapi,” pinta Arzan.

“Ih spoiled,” said Inari.

“Just how did you bribe, why didn't I,” protest Arzan.

“Alright sir, this servant of yours will serve with pleasure.” Inari starts feeding Arzan.

Arzan accepts every bribe Inari while focusing on work.

Until the soup in the bowl runs out, Inari takes a mouth wash for Arzan. And back to feed Arzan.

After she finished eating, Inari contacted the service room to pick up her dining trolley. Everything is done and Inari starts to feel sleepy, but the film she is watching is not finished.

“Aaaaa,” says Inari slowly. His hand covered his face when he saw the scene of the man who was making a killing’nuh using a meat knife.

Arzan glanced at Inari. “Why is it closed, instead of watching?”

“Ngeri,” replied Inari with a smile featuring her row of teeth.

Arzan took the remote and turned off the television. “Sleep there,” Arzan's word.

A slightly sleepy Inari chose to follow Arzan's advice to get on the bed and pull the blanket up to his neck. He tried to close his eyes.

One minute.

Five minutes.

Inari's head still continued to work spinning the memory today, not to mention the greatness of the horrors in the film entered his mind. Until he felt tired himself. I want to sleep but I can't.

Twenty minutes passed and Inari was still unable to sleep. Finally he reopened his eyes and looked at Arzan who was still busy. “No sleep?” ask Inari.

“Why not sleeping?” arzan answered back asking.

“Cannot sleep,” replied Inari lethargic.

Arzan's work was done he went up to the bed.

“We sleep together?” ask Inari.

“What's the reason?” Arzan slid his body beside Inari.

“A-“

“Nothing will happen. I will not do anything that is not-no,” said Arzan seriously.

Inari believed in Arzan, after all when Inari ma’buk Arzan did nothing. Besides ciu’man fucking in the morning.

“Awas if to any kind,” threatened Inari by showing her fist on Arzan