Reza drank the cup of tea until it was finished.
"Ah... fresh. Thank you, sweet lady. The tea is as sweet as making it." said Reza, teasing Zea with his rags seduction.
"Yes, Aunt Anne is indeed sweet. He... he..." said Zea, replying to Reza's funny joke.
"Puh... wrong target, Mak!!!" Reza said while patting his forehead.
Zea then took back the bag she had placed on the table and put it on.
"Come on, let's go. It's getting late and it's going to be hot on the road later." said Zea who immediately took over the teacup that was still stuck to Reza's lips. then put it on the table and pulled Reza's hand to immediately get up from the seat, and drag him out of the house by force.
"Eh... uh... be a patient lady! Oh, my... really sucks. Yes... yes... we're going now." said Reza, who was still at home and wanted to relax at Zea's house for a long time. but it looks like Zea can't wait to go sightseeing.