Hours passed, at exactly seven o'clock in the evening, Arseno and Jingga ate together. The atmosphere seemed quiet without any serious conversation. Jingga's face looked confused but he still had a smile on his face.
'Jingga, you must be very angry. But, you didn't show it to me. You just shut up and hug me. I don't know what you're thinking,' thought Arseno.
Unknowingly, twenty minutes of eating together, now the food on their respective plates has run out. Likewise, Jingga who was already excited to eat because there was Arseno beside him. It was enough to make Jingga relieved.
After dinner time, Jingga and Arseno returned to their rooms to rest their bodies. Without a word being spoken, they were engrossed in their own thoughts.
'I want to start a conversation, but why does Jingga look so angry? Was he feeling all right?' Arseno thought.
