Dena was comfortably cradled in Radin's arms. Despite the fact that they had just discussed two serious problems that awaited them, Dena was able to enjoy the intimacy and touch of Radin while they conversed about them.
This was such an exciting and magical experience that Dena had never imagined to happen to her.
The thought of being separated from Radin did not appeal to her.
Her stomach, however, was not on board with her decision. In an instant, the room was filled with the sound of grumbling.
Dena's face turned red from shame. Because she had been worried about Radin for two days, she had lost her appetite and was not eating enough food.
'Still, shouldn't Radin be the hungry one? Why does her body seem to be against her?'
As she buried her face in Radin's chest, she wanted to avoid seeing his smiling face. Radin was laughing at her, she was sure.
" Come on. Let's head to the kitchen."