"You slept well Hara?" Jiah asked her when they went out to have tea before they took off, going back to the village. Volca vacated their suite and carried their luggage to the car Auran was driving. He took them to an arabic cafe for some tea.
"Yeah am good now, I was hurting my legs, I chose wrong shoes for the trip," Volca lied. she smiled timidly and sipped her cardamom karak tea along with butter cookies and pepperoni pizza.
Her eyes were puffy and a little red. Auran noticed them immediately. He still sitting there observing her. The shawarma he ordered for the three arrived. He looked at her and gave her one. "Try it," he said.
"Oh I love this thing served here," Jiah said excitedly. "Have it dear, you will love it,"
"What is this?" Volca asked.
