Before Going to the Ruang Rupa

The situation now reminds me of the twilight swallowed by darkness, but inexplicably every time I see it and the food it serves, my heart feels light, Melianor reveals her feelings to herself.

Theria greeted her warmly. The smile and the way he let Melianor enjoy the food really cannot be called ordinary.

I know he always enjoys the moment of serving food, Melianor secretly praised the plating that Theria did. His ability increases over time. Now, no matter how simple the food he makes, his presentation has never escaped the value of art, he is extraordinary. Had he chosen to live as a normal human being out there, he would have been an artist and famous, Melianor said silently while enjoying a salad dish.

A few moments later, Theria and Melianor just finished eating a bowl of salad. There is one bowl left, but the two have not touched it. They seem to deliberately rest first before eating the second volume.

"Hey, about your words just now..." Theria held back for a while.

"Which of my words?" Melianor asked.

"About Elia who will evolve... Can I do something?"

Melianor liked the question.

"Yes. Just do it. As long as I leave, you can have fun taking advantage of the entire Melianor Mansion."

Theria smiled. The attitude made Melianor chuckle. Melianor didn't expect that the mischievous attitude would just appear and make him laugh. With her, I went through many joys and sorrows, Melianor was again grateful in my heart. "Okay, then, don't be surprised when you come out of the Ruang Rupa, your beloved Mansion may have already turned into a broken ship," Theria jokes. His hand stretched out to pick up an apple. He lifted it before Melianor's eyes. He signaled, "Do you want too?"

Melianor nodded. Theria instantly split it with his ten fingers. He just needs his strength, not a knife. Melianor laughed again at Theria's action. The apple split in half easily like a child opening a snack bag. How tender.

"Humm... it's fresh, Azaila planted it well," Melianor praised after swallowing one bite. "Ah, what about that papaya?"

"Okay, if this one I need a knife, wait a minute," said Theria as he stood up and then walked quickly to pick up the knife.

"You don't have to move like that, just use magi," Melianor advises.

Theria shook his head in disapproval.

"We have to save energy. We will never know when we will be forced to use all our energy later," Theria replied. The knife was quickly obtained so that he also quickly returned to his seat, grabbed the papaya that had been appointed by Melianor, and then peeled it off.

The papaya was previously commanded, consumed, and viewed with affection by Azaila. Meanwhile, Theria is so honored to be able to eat heavenly energy while still fresh with Melianor.

As Theria focused on peeling the papaya, Melianor observed the movement of the knife.

Theria's words had made her see reality. Although spoken in a joking tone, Theria was right, he was very rational. Who would have thought that these were the moments leading up to me entering the Ruang Rupa? What will happen there no one can predict, and what I will find later will probably change everything. This pleasure, calmness, and familiarity, I must remember all this to the end.

"Look, the meat is amazing," Theria said cheerfully. He arranged one by one the papayas he had sliced on an oblong plate. The way it presents is simple, but for Melianor, it is all full of love.

"Fresh and... I can see it's shiny," Melianor said happily with the papaya fruit in front of her.

"Full of heavenly energy isn't it? this is what keeps us alive and strong from then until now," said Theria as he cleaned the last piece of papaya from the seeds.

Melianor nodded in agreement. Then, she enjoyed it. Three seconds later Theria enjoyed the heavenly fruit.

"Theria... when was the last time you felt happy?"

Melianor knew her question was going to surprise Theria, but she still asked him. She waited for a long time for an answer from Theria. They looked at each other. The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a moment and they were just an antique painting on the wall until Theria opened her voice.

"At this time. When I can present all this to you," Theria said.

Melianor looked at Theria without blinking.

"I know you will definitely say so. It always has been. Even the last time you said that too," Melianor said with a mock face of disappointment.

Theria chuckled. "This is an honest answer."

"Okay all right," Melianor gave up. Then, she enjoyed the papaya fruit again. Is this because this papaya has a sweet taste that makes me happy or because of Theria's answer? It must be because of both. Even a little disappointed in myself, I am also happy at this time. This is the energy that will make me strong forever, inner Melianor said. The papaya in her mouth contains a lot of water and natural sugars given by the universe. The magi energy contained in it obviously does not need to be asked anymore. Growing up in the heavenly field must contain a lot of positive energy.

"Want to try the wine?" Theria offers one stalk of red and green wine. Each is held by his right and left hands.

"Oh, almost forgot, you should also finish this lemon juice."

Melianor smiled again.

"Oh Boy… I'm going to be so slim because of all this."

"All this will make you healthy, live long, and have perfectly smooth body skin!" Theria performed a theatrical move that made Melianor laugh. Then he gasped, "And also, you have a main course."

Melianor looked forward to the main dish referred to by Theria.

Theria picked it up quickly. Melianor looked at the original potato mash in front of her. At this moment, Melianor's face became more and more disheveled.

"It's cold, so you can eat it now."

When Melianor ate the mash potato, Theria enjoyed green wine.

"Leave it for me," Melianor warned.

Theria nodded. He put down some and ate the other part happily. He didn't invite Melianor to talk while they were enjoying the food together.

"You also have to present something like this to Elia later," Melianor said. Suddenly she became somewhat sorry to recommend it because she saw Theria's expression change.

He doesn't like it, because he doesn't know Elia yet? Melianor wanted to know but didn't reveal it. Melianor believes Theria would know later after seeing their interaction longer.

"No. I'm not going to do it," Theria replied in a stern tone.

"Oh, why?"

"Because this is Melianor's menu, not Elia's menu."

Melianor was speechless, never thinking that the menu was just for her.

"I'll provide another one for her," Theria said. His expression had already turned more relaxed. It made Melianor relieved, but she knew Theria was serious. He gave her something Max never gave her.

It made my heart warm, said Melianor to herself.

"Well. I'm sorry. I just thought that Elia would need food to improve her energy."

"I understand, but it tells me one thing," Theria seriously looked at Melianor. "You believe and believe that Elia is part of us, right?"

How long have I been with Theria? How many years have we spent together? He must have been able to read my movements and maybe also filled my mind through my body language. Melianor tried to remind herself if she couldn't hide anything from Theria.

"What if we have to get rid of her?" Theria asked softly. The problem is that the meaning behind the question is not as gentle as the way he asks the question.

Theria's question squirmed like a parasitic worm in the stomach. Melianor will never know when the worm will develop and become dangerous.

"I considered every sign I saw from her," said Melianor who also did not hesitate to show the weakness of her analysis to Theria. "Although you are right I can't guarantee it either, I stick to my opinion, she's part of us."

Theria knew Melainor's beliefs had a solid foundation.

Whatever Melianor sees right now, it may not be shared with me because it's still gray, but she knows that Elia is an important element, said inner Theria.

"I know that if you believe she's an important element, I believe the same thing. The problem is, what should we do if we have to get rid of her?"

Melianor did not immediately respond. This hasn't happened in the last 500 years.

The appearance of a figure like Elia is very rare and I have to be careful about it. I must not doubt my beliefs, Melianor expressed them silently. She looked at Theria and hoped that Theria would not have to ask any more questions about it.

The figure who always accompanied her seemed to immediately understand the meaning of Melianor's gaze. Theria picked up a red apple, took a bite of it, and put the rest on the table in silence. The meaning of his movement is, "I take your opinion and will get rid of Elia if she is not one."