At the VIP Cabin (2)

They were really glad that the steward came such time. They both don't know how to strike a conversation again. The steward came in with a trolley pushing forward.

"Sir, Miss, these are the treats this airline have. Please help yourselves choose." said the steward smiling at them. They both stride towards the trolley and ended up bumping with each other.

"Sorry." said Lyndon first. He slightly bowed his.

"I-its.. no-nothing." Misha shyly replied. The awkwardness seems still to be there.

Misha chose her favorite macchiato and a wheat bread. She suddenly felt like eating. Her stomach has long been complaining of hunger. She picked and picked the items on the trolley.

Lyndon on the other hand, can't choose. He keep looking at the pastries but he didn't grab any of that. Obviously, he's just pretending to choose. He just wanted to stare at Misha who's been picking almost everything.

'Can she finish it all?' he asked himself.

He's just there standing infront of the trolley, motionless.

He wanted to grab something but he really don't know what. In the end, he just grab a pack of salad and a bottled water.

They both head back to their seats not talking to each other.

'Shit! So awkward!' Misha cursed again in her mind. Her brows knitted.

Lyndon secretly stared at her. '

'Such a big eater! Where did she put all of those? But she looked very cute..' he said to himself when Misha begun wolfing down her food.

Misha's been eating furiously. She's ransacking her mouth with food and she never noticed that she forgot to bring water with her.

She coughed and gasping for air. She grabbed the water on the table not thinking of anything.

"Glug.. glug.. glug.. ahhh.. That was close. I thought I will die because of eating." she said her thoughts loudly. She put the empty bottled water on the table. She really forgot Lyndon's existence.

The man across her whose eyes bulging because of her actions. He can't believe his fiance will be so... like this. Her image on him is shattered to thousand pieces. He can't believe it! He shake his head looking at her with mouth open.

'Is this the real her? Where's the grace? So rowdy and... and...' he can't think of anything. He's shocked to the core.

He grabbed the water on the table mindlessly. He tugged it gracefully. Like a model from those tv commercials. He suddenly frowned.

'Empty?' he asked in his mind. He gazed at the woman infront of her, shrinking like a turtle.

"Sorry. I drank your water. I forget to bring one." she said sheepishly. She had that awkward smile on her face.

"It's alright, we'll be sharing many things in the future, right?" he asked teasingly.

Misha blushed and shrunk more and more to her sit. She didn't immediately answered his inquiry. She's been embarassed enough.

'Gaaahhh!!!! So awkward! How can you be so careless?' she scolded herself in silence.

"I guess. I don't mind sharing anyway." she said after she composed herself a little.

'She's really cute when she's like this..' Lyndon snickered. He purposedly asked her like that to amuse himself.

They resumed eating their meals and Lyndon asked the steward to get him two bottled water for them. The steward immediately leave after tofulfill his request.