
One week passed I stayed at Jodhy's house.
I look like any other waiter, in uniform.
Jodhy was very considerate, secretly meeting all my needs.
It's just that every time you see Papa and Mama Jodhy like they are playing a show in front of their Grandma, they look like a happy and harmonious family, actually not.
Sometimes I see the look in Jodhy's eyes so cold, no love.
They, especially Grandma Jodhy did watch my movements,
even though I know,
I remained silent, because I felt somehow despite Grandma Jodhy's cynical, cold and indifferent attitude towards me,
but deep down, he's a good man, I feel like I saw my Grandma,
it was cold outside but his heart was warm and soft.
. . . .
It's been a week and my grandmother's been lying in the hospital.
His condition began to stabilize and the doctor allowed to take him home, now Grandma can not be far from the wheelchair.
Black clouds now enveloped the family, no more cheerfulness.
Haga was completely devastated, confused and heartbroken.
On the other hand, he must pay attention to the condition of his grandmother who continues to pursue my existence.
Feeling that I have not received any news, I feel lost in the swallow of the earth.
Haga has been spreading my picture to all her people everywhere to reach my existence.
. . . .
This afternoon from Grandma Jodhy's room came bells,
the sign called for a servant.
I realized everyone was busy,
he ran and knocked on his bedroom door.
Go into his room.
When I saw him,
he was yelled at and scolded, saying he didn't call me.
I tried to calm myself down, be patient as I could explain,
if others are busy with their work.
and I volunteered to help him.
Initially,
he refused,
and still rambling, though,
I don't give up trying to ask him what he wants...
It turned out that he needed someone to apply and massage his aching back.
I desperately took over, took the balm, applied it on my back and massaged it.
While massaging, regardless of his chatter,
I advised him to take care of his health and diet.
I also said what foods should be consumed what not.
I don't care if Grandma hears my babbling.
I massaged her almost all over her body, until she fell asleep by my massage.
I covered her body, then came out.
. . . .
Bend the sore, though,
as I was delivering tea to Mama Jodhy who was sitting daydreaming by the poolside.
His face looked sad and gloomy.
I tried to talk and comfort you.
My efforts are fruitful, Mama Jodhy can smile.
Jodhy who from a distance smiled.
He looked at me meaningfully, though,
he knew that no one had ever dared or managed to comfort his mother.
He felt that meeting with me was a miracle and a gift from God given to him.
And that look was felt by Grandma Jodhy, too,
getting used to the presence,
seeing my smile that melts his heart.
It was as if a light had come that illuminated their family that had been engulfed by darkness.
Jodhy had already begun to feel that his family could accept my existence.
I can also forget a little bit of my sadness.
. . . .
I was unaware of Jodhy's presence in my room,
the middle one was engrossed in a chair that was almost similar to a small work desk,
I was painting.
"What is it, baby? "
he said it surprised me,
kissing my cheek from behind.
"Ih, what the hell,
knock on dong's door, that's not polite"
I said scold,
but my hands still haven't stopped moving on paper.
"What do you do, baby"
he said again,
resting his chin on my shoulder.
"Well, done it"
I said pull my paper up, man,
looking at my painting.
"good no? But don't be angry..
if it is not similar.
I said I was standing next to him, giving the paper to Jodhy.
Jodhy looked closely at my painting, I painted the Jodhy family members, Grandma, Papa, Mama and Jodhy as well.
" Such like that, you're good at painting, yeah,
I can take this, I want it in my room"
"By dong, this is what I made for you"
"I haven't thanked you properly, and I can't give you anything.
Moreover, you and your family are very good to meet me here.. "
i bowed.
Then Jodhy hugged and
keep pushing my body up to the padlock, though,
his hand dropped the painting in his hand,
looking into my eyes, and for a split second, I was already late in Jodhy's deep kiss.
We kissed for a long time,
until I feel my breath tight,
he let go of his kiss.
"You're still embarrassed and you're not breathing, but we've done it a lot"
he said he was hurting me, because my face was still red.
"Ih. What the hell is Jod,
it's out there, later here you can be found out,
I'm sleepy anyway"
cover up my explosive embarrassment.
"Judah I'm out, man,
sleep well,
don't forget to dream of me"
he said while looking down,
taking the painting that had fallen on the floor, he hugged me once more and kissed me on the forehead.
mmm. dream. Bizarrely. I do kiss with Jodhy a lot, but somehow I still feel like there is something lacking, I don't know what it is, a kiss that is both warm and soft, but I feel like someone else has a softer kiss than Jodhy. Either where, or just my feelings, or maybe just in my dreams...
. . . .
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