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Reksapati Suspicion
Author: X34L
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"Sorry, there’s a black smudge at the tip of your nose," Arya said, pointing at the black stain on the tip of his index finger.

"It’s okay," Ratnasari’s face flushed with embarrassment. The fierce demeanor she usually wore in her martial school melted away when treated so kindly by Arya.

"Well, the chicken is done," Arya said as he lifted the roasted chicken from the fire and placed it on a teak leaf he had prepared, wrapping it tightly.

"Why wrap it? You said it was done," Ratnasari asked, curious.

Arya smiled and explained, "The purpose is to trap the smoke inside the chicken. It won’t escape and will infuse back into the meat. You’ll notice the difference once you taste it."

Ratnasari nodded, listening intently. She realized there was still much to learn about the outside world. If she stayed confined within her martial school, she wouldn’t grow, especially when faced with situations where she had to leave the school one day.

After a while, Arya unwrapped the teak leaf and pulled o
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