Guardian Flowers
Not a Cat, but a Lion

Both of Lionel's eyes were still on the balcony door, his right hand that was preparing to reach something from behind the black hoodie he was using was locked back.

The muscular hand was clenched, his jakun up and down looking unstable. Lionel was annoyed, for some reason only now was he difficult to find the person behind this short message and terror.

The snake-tattooed man pensively for a moment, his breathing was heard again. Lionel was so busy with his own thoughts that he was unaware of the movement from the bed.

"AAAKKHHH WHO ARE YOU?!"

The shout managed to make Lionel realize, the man turned around - the hoodie still covered his head and face, making the girl he did not expect would wake up curled further away.

No, the girl did not curl up in fear, but she reached into something from under her blanket.

A dagger

One eyebrow Lionel raised, his forehead shriveled when he saw the little girl he had raised bravely pointed a sharp object at him without fear.

"WHO ARE YOU?! ANSWER IT, OR I THROW THIS DAGGER TO THE HEAD-,"

"Let that sharp weapon down, My Princess. You could hurt me if you slipped your hand." Lionel responded casually. The man walked over to Liara while removing his hoodie hood.

Both of his eyes stared fixedly at the Netra Liara who had been full of vigilance now gradually calmed down. Somehow Liara was not as busy as before after seeing who the person behind the hood was, even though Lionel was also not the person who inhabited this house - the man was an intruder.

"Well, are you in my room?" liara's wrath was restrained.

The girl looked back and forth, until her eyes were fixed on the balcony of the room.

"You climbing? what's the front door break?" ask again with anxiety.

He got up, the blanket wrapped around his body was just thrown away. Both of her bare feet were treading on cold tiles, fortunately Liara was currently in pajamas despite having a short trouser above the knee, but at least it was safe as she usually only wore a tanktop and a half-thigh hotpant.

Liara, who was watching the balcony area, turned her head back, her eyes staring at the man who was relaxed sitting on the bed.

"Sleep? you think I can sleep if there's a guy who's not my muhrim in the room. You think I'm a girl-what,"

"PRINCESS, WHAT ARE YOU? WHY DID YOU SCREAM? OPEN THE DOOR GRANDPA WANTS IN!"

Both of Liara's eyes bulged, his voice choked when he heard the pounding and shouting from outside the room door. It was the voice of Grandpa Gentala, the old man must have not slept and why could he have heard that voice earlier? isn't this room soundproof?

"EMM-I DON'T KNOW WHAT A GRANDPA IS. JUST WANTED TO PEE COCKROACH CLAY IN THE BATHROOM, NOW WANT BOBO AGAIN!"

Liara did not dare to open the door, she simply returned her Grandpa's shout loudly. Liara was sure Gentala could hear her clearly and would not ask her to open the door.

"Relatedly? you don't have nightmares or see anything that's-,"

"Grandpa, Ara is fine. Grandpa was sleeping, Grandma must have been waiting."

Liara bit her nails in nervousness, her eyes staring alternately between the door and Lionel who was still sitting quietly on his bed.

Ex-fucking adjutant! he could act as if this was his private room. What if Gentala finds out that there's a grown man in her grandson's room?

"Yes, you're sleeping again. If there's anything to shout, don't forget the balcony lock. You often forget about ngunci, fearing that there is a cat in!"

NGECE TUH AKI AKI, GARONG CAT HE SAID