36 TOO LOOK ALIKE

She stroked her growling stomach with sorry expression then put back the stone carefully to her inner pocket.

She assessed her surrounding and just realized, that she was in small chamber that look clean and decent. From the look of it, there were some activities from outside her room. Mean, either it's morning or noon.

She wanted to go outside to take a look, but suddenly someone open the wooden door from outside.

His shocked expression turned to concerned. He approached her with big stride.

"How are you feeling?" Utara stand tall beside her bed, "You passed out last night, I know the intense of the situation was little bit unbearable."

Oh, you don't know anything about unbearable feeling young pal! Senja sneered inside her heart.

"So, how are you now?"

"I am hungry…" She said with her puppy eyes. Her voice was very raspy and hoarse. She could feel her mouth was dry.

There was long silence after that. Senja thought, Utara didn't hear her words clearly so she spoke again with a louder voice, even though it hurt her dry throat.

"Do you have food?" Senja blinked eagerly.

After sometimes, Utara back to his senses and laugh heartily, while shook his head he stared at Senja with complicated feeling.

"You make me speechless…" He clapped his hands and continued. "Why are you always asking for food? You just passed out for 6 hours and I assumed you got your dinner last night… you have problem with your appetite?"

Ugh! Should you mention that? I feel embarrassed too, you know?

A soldier came in while brought a bowl of porridge and gave it over to Utara. After he saluted him, he left while closing the door behind him.

"Here… " Utara put the porridge onto Senja hand, however she knitted her brows not feel satisfied.

This porridge wasn't up to her standard. The porridge was plain and the smell didn't taste good. Feeling dejected she wasn't directly eat it.

Utara who saw her pouted and didn't eat the porridge, even though she said she was hungry, cough lightly to draw her attention.

Slowly she raised her head. With her purple hair and the expression that being wronged she really like a little witch that would spit fire the next second.

"Cough… I though because you just recovered from shock, it best for you to not eat a heavy meal yet, in case not to upset your stomach." Utara scratched his nose, feeling awkward and then sat on the edge of the bed that farther from her.

"My stomach is upset to see this poor porridge."

Utara's corner lips twitched. Did she not too demanding? How she could say that?

"You can eat full meal later."

"I can eat a whole chicken fried by my own now."

"Listen." He pinched the space between his brows. To think that he and his men could escaped from their predicament was more less thanks to her, he continued patiently "Just eat this porridge first and if you still want to eat, I will ask someone to bring more food for you."

Fortunately, Senja complied and began to eat a full spoon. However, her knitted brows deepen.

"Not good?"

She shook her head weakly, but still continued to eat.

"I will come clean with you." He said suddenly. Senja just stared at him for a while, and continued to eat. "There is a thing that disturbed me when I saw you…"

"You are still thinking that I was her?" Senja cut his word. She had guessed what he wanted to talked about.

"Yes, both of you look too alike for just a coincidence."

"Go ahead."

"What you mean?"