"Wait, let's take this snack first. You have to try it." Dinda took the origin and stuffed it into Dika's mouth.
"Hmmm, stop hmm" squealed Dika with food that had filled his mouth.
Dinda doesn't care about Dika's complaints because she is busy filling her views about Niko's figure.
"Hey, stop" Dika locks Dinda's wrist so that she won't be tormented by the food. "What's the matter?"
"Shhh, don't be loud" said Dinda.
"What's wrong with you? It's really weird" complained Dika.
Dinda lowered her head for a moment, wiped her tears that managed to dart down and then straightened her face.
"It's okay. What do you want to eat?" Dinda tries to distract Dika from staring at him.
Dika continues to research the changes in Dinda's face, she catches something uncomfortable with Dinda. He understands that Dinda is experiencing bad feelings.
"Ok, let's get the food."
Dinda held Dika's arm, "Just take the one here," asked Dinda.