Dr. Clara

Episode 4

I am now sitting in a living room that is not large enough with classic nuances that decorate the room. I watched at a glance the room there was not a single photo of Mr. David or his wife who adorned it.

David: "Let's say he wants to eat" he asked, who had changed his clothes.

Just as I was about to stand up from my seat, I saw a woman who was more sexy than me passing in front of us towards the exit door in a hurry.

Who her?

Is he his wife? Thought.

It is fitting that Mr. David is not interested in me, he is alone every day compared to women who are even more sexy than me. Especially with her protruding chest, when compared to mine I clearly lost far, my inner self with a pitiful look directed at the two twin hills perched beautifully on my chest.

I also saw Mr. David who seemed ordinary when he saw the woman leaving, then Mr. David stepped into the living room. I followed the steps into the living room and then I could see the dining table was not big because there was only a sitting chair.

I sat in one of the chairs facing Mr. David, I noticed all the side dishes that were on the dining table that looked so appetizing to me.

David: "Come! Did you just see your stomach full?" ask without looking at me.

Melliza: "Okay sir, I'm sorry to bother you" I said and started to turn the plate in front of me.

The man before me did not reply, he was more focused on the food that was in front of him.

Really he looks more handsome even though he only uses the plain white shirt. Sometimes I'm the one who's eating sometimes stealing glances, because after all this is the first thing I do to a man who's even thirteen years old with me.

One spoon after another I ate the food that was available on my plate.

Melliza: "Waaah dad's wife's cooking is good as well, so miss the aunt's cooking at home" I said.

Praise his wife's little skill at cooking will surely impress me in her eyes. You're really smart Melliza, my inner self.

Suddenly Mr. David stopped eating because of my words and began to look at me, I felt stared at even trying to smile as sweet as possible even though my heart had been beating in the car.

David: "This is not my wife's cooking"

Bhuhu. uhuk...

I coughed at his words, failing to praise him my mind was slicing.

But no less surprising than the failure of my praise is now Mr. David who is thrusting a glass of water for me, I am very impressed so still silent not warty.

David: "It's drunk" he said.

I was still flabbergasted and slowly my right hand accepted it and began to swallow it endlessly until it ran out, do not forget my eyes that never blinked looking at Mr. David who was eating.

Then unexpectedly arrived he looked at me, our eyes met each other and looked at each other and here I was even confused and increasingly misbehaved.

When I was ready I would clean the dining table, but my intention was undone with the view of Mr. David who with his research cleaned the leftover side dishes and would wipe the table. I approached him too.

Melliza: "Sir let me" I asked.

David: "No, you're a guest here" he denied and started wiping the table.

I held his right hand which was holding the rag that was being used to wipe the table and I took the lap of the table.

Melliza: "Already sir, I'm used to it. Anyway, like this, it's the duty of the ladies" I said and started wiping the entire surface of the table clean without stains.

I turned my eyes to David, and again he was looking at me.

Since when did David look at me?

Because I felt the gerogi noticed, I finally decided to go wash the dishes. There's not much for eating just me and Mr. David, I finish the dishwasher pretty fast.

I wiped my wet hands with a rag hanging on the wall near where I stand now.

Gourmet: "Huff... Finally run too" I said and began to look around who knows there is still something I missed.

When I turned around, I was surprised with a pair of loyal eyes watching me in the same position as before and the same eyes.

Melliza: "Oh sir David sorry don't look at me like that sir, I'm a gerogi" I said misbehaving.

David: "How old are you?" tanyakanya.

I looked at him in silence and kept watching him.

Why did David ask me about my age?

Does my face look old to my young age?

The feeling I routinely take care of my face, I never allow an army of acne or wrinkles attached to the face slippery like this baby's ass.

Melliza: "My age is twenty-four sir" I replied.

Mr. David was silent, but with a gaze that still led to me.

Melliza: "Then I give permission to go home sir, it's too late" I said to Mr. David.

Actually I still feel at home especially if you have to be close to Mr. David but why every look the same eyes that I like clumsy and misbehavior?

Let me ask for permission to go home before Mr. David finds out that my heart is about to be dislodged because of his gaze.