
After moving Aksa and laying her down on the sofa, Inara immediately packed the P3K box and the basin scattered on the floor. He wet the small towel earlier and compressed Aksa's forehead, then rubbed Aksa's hair and stroked her cheeks. "Rest here first! I'll make you some porridge,"
After saying that, Inara immediately walked towards the kitchen and immediately soaked the rice and prepared the vegetables that she would mix with the porridge. Inara seems deftly doing the task that a wife should do to serve her husband.
From a distance, Aksa unceasingly stared at Inara who was busy stirring the porridge that had been perched on the stove. From the bottom of his heart he was happy to see that, but still there were worries tucked inside.
Is all this just a dream and will end when Inara leaves the city? If Aksa may ask, she wants to stay here alone and live alone with Inara. But that was unlikely to happen because the two of them still had responsibilities to their parents. Aksa hoped that a miracle would come to his aid.
In a thought that was raging piercing his brain, Inara came carrying a tray containing a bowl of porridge and a glass of white water gritted nails. From the smell alone it can be ascertained that the porridge is very tasty and appetizing.
Inara put the bowl on the table and helped Aksa get up from her bed. After Aksa sat down and leaned on the couch, Inara lifted the bowl and stirred it slowly.
"Eat first let it heal quickly!" inara said, then thrust the spoon filled with porridge into Aksa's mouth.
Aksa opened her mouth and swallowed the porridge with great difficulty, her throat felt full of tightness as her tears wanted to spill. His chest was in pain considering his treatment that had hurt Inara's feelings, even regret was meaningless anymore.
"You why? Is anyone sick?" ask Inara who noticed the change in Aksa's facial features.
"It's okay, the porridge is delicious! Come on, bribe again!" aksa's alibi distracts Inara.
Inara carved a smile on her lips, so sweet that it made Aksa melt even more as she looked at him.
After the porridge in the bowl was finished, Inara put it on top of the view and took a glass of water and helped Aksa gulp it down.
"Glug!"
One sip of the glass was already empty. So Inara took the tray to the kitchen and washed it.
After the kitchen was clean, Inara went back to meet Aksa and sat down beside him. Aksa immediately put his head on Inara's shoulders and wrapped his hands around her waist.
"Still," said Aksa, then kissed Inara's shoulder.
"No need to thank me, I did it. All this time you've been too good to me, I haven't even been able to reply." said Inara.
"No need to reply, I also sincerely do it." replied Aksa while tightening her embrace.
Can Aksa stay like this forever? He did not want to let go of his sister. The love had grown and blossomed in his heart, he was afraid that he would not be able to separate after going through this togetherness.
"Ra.." murmured Aksa after a long silence.
"Yes." replied Inara in her soft voice.
Aksa sighed heavily and threw it away violently. "If I lied to you, would you forgive me?"
Inara twisted her neck a few degrees until her lips almost touched. "Why ask like that?"
"There's nothing, just want to ask" Aksa replied.
"Deg!"
Aksa's heart again shook violently after hearing Inara's words just now. From this Aksa can already guess that Inara will not be able to forgive him if he admits this truth. Does that mean Aksa has to close the reality so Inara doesn't hate him? Aksa really made a dilemma.
"Is his head still dizzy?" inara asked while sticking the back of her hand on Aksa's forehead.
"Still, but the heat has started to fall." Aksa caught Inara's hand and kissed her gently. "Ra, can I sleep on your thigh for a minute?" lirih Aksa seemed to have no time to be with Inara.
"Well, sleep!" inara Anguk.
After getting permission, Aksa immediately laid on the sofa and made Inara's thigh as a cushion. Inara then rubbed Aksa's hair and massaged her forehead slowly.
"Hm... So yummy. If you were my wife, I would be the luckiest man in the world." murmured Aksa with her eyes closed.
Inara who heard that immediately rounded her eyes. Did Aksa consciously say that, or was he dreaming? Inara then shrugged her shoulders while widening her lips.
"If you had known that I was your cruel brother, would you still treat me like this?"
"Of course not, right? You hate me so much, how could you possibly want to treat me this soft?" aksa questioned the turmoil lodged in his heart.
Aksa then tilted her body and wrapped her hands around Inara's waist. His face stuck to the girl's stomach and occasionally pushed his lips forward, intending to kiss her sister's flat stomach.
Not long after, Aksa fell asleep while hugging Inara's waist. Inara carved a smile as she looked at her brother's deep face. He just kept wiping Aksa's hair and massaging her forehead. So good, Aksa until snoring made.
Instantly Inara chuckled at Aksa's snoring, then Inara squeezed her nose until Aksa wriggled as she felt a tightness in her chest.
"Kheek..."
Inara put her hands away and covered her mouth holding back a laugh. Aksa's facial expression this time made her very anxious.
After Aksa continued her sleep, Inara cupped her hands on her brother's cheeks. He stroked the thin hairy jaw gently and looked at her intimately.
At first glance the shadow of Aksa's face flashed through Inara's mind, they both looked so similar that Inara did not blink to notice her square jawline.
Could they both be the same person? But impossible, the attitude of the two is completely different. Maybe it was just Inara's mind.
How could Aksa possibly be that gentle on her? The man was very cruel and his mouth was very venomous, in contrast to Akbar who although fierce but has a soft and loving heart. That's what made Inara become interested in him.
Inara admits that she likes Akbar, but Inara still hesitates to give her heart. He was afraid that one day Akbar would play himself again. However Akbar is the main cause of his disagreement with Aksa. Even though he actually knew that without Akbar, Aksa would still hate him because that was the reality.
Long struggling with her own thoughts, Inara also fell asleep with her hands still attached to Aksa's cheeks.
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