Lacoon

I'M NOT A TUMBAL (LUXURY House)

I'm Sutrisni. I'm just an ordinary girl, born into a modest family in a village. I will work a short distance from my village. It only takes about 20 minutes using a motor vehicle to get there.

"Remain yo, Nduk," (be careful, son,).

"Jeh, Buk,"

I was escorted by my neighbor. He was the one who found me a job in this place. This isn't the first time I've worked in a housing estate as an ART. I'm used to this job. How else. Only this job, which can be obtained by people who graduated from SD like me.

Not how long. We arrived at a luxurious house. A house like a palace to me. At first I thought the house was small. Simple as a house in general. But just as I went inside. I was stunned by the vast baggage that did not fit in the view. I saw two luxury cars at the end of the room. Beside him, there were rows of motors of various brands and sizes. There are also bikes of various styles there. This looks like the Mall parking lot I used to visit when in Jakarta. Very spacious for private parking like a regular house. I was curious to rush inside. If the parking is like this. What about the other room.

I was invited in by a woman after age. He introduced himself as Tumiyem. He also works in this house. Only, in the afternoon he had to go home. He took me further out of the parking lot. Just one step I set foot in the other room. I saw a fancy car lying right in front of me. Car again?! my inner. Crazy, the house is huge. My job must be a lot. I tried to do my job.

I followed Tumiyem into an open room. The large room without a visible roof was a garden. The roof was covered in a wide net. Inside, there are many different types of birds. I think he's a bird lover. My employer is a lucky man. So rich he is. I was curious about them. I was invited to penetrate into a kitchen that looks luxurious. Deep inside, I passed a luxurious dining room. Up ahead, I saw a staircase leading to the top floor. I climbed up the stairs. I looked down. Apparently behind this staircase, there is a bathroom that looks seedy like a bathroom in general. It was invisible that it was a luxurious bathroom like this house.

Up to the second floor, I was stunned. Very large this house. I was led to a room. Quite a spacious room. I thought, it was my Promising Room. Apparently, that's gonna be my room.

"The stuff is here, Ma'am." said Tumiyem. "Come, don't take a walk. Don't tell me about his job."

I put my black backpack. I didn't say much and just followed where Tumiyem took me. One by one, I was shown rooms that looked big. There are many empty rooms that are not used. There is also a study room and a children's playroom.

"Here, the room is big. So don't be surprised. Just that yeah. No one is makai."

I was taken deep inside. I passed a small staircase leading to the top floor. There's still another floor upstairs. I was stunned to look up at that upstairs.

"God! Novevette. Come on over here." Tumiyem looked at me so strangely. "That's upstairs. Not been cleaned. It's only the Master and Madam who like to sit on the wind. If not, the antenna maker." he said.

"Oh,"

My curiosity is gone. I was brought back from room to room. I was confused even though it was clearly explained. This house is like a labyrinth to me. Many rooms are connected between one and the other. I'm getting confused.

I was invited to start work. I was given a broom, a washcloth, and a crock to clean the room. One by one the big rooms we searched. I was so tired that I didn't do much. But big and spacious house that I have to clean.

Oh!!

I opened one of the middle windows. I was so comfortable when I saw the stretch of green garden covered in net nets that brushes. Birds greeted me that morning. I saw a long stretch of wall that became the wall of this house. If measured, this one house is the size of 6 residents here. The houses here are big enough. Like the size of the house in general. I was stunned as I looked at the 3rd floor of this house. I think it's just a little room to relax and put a toren and tv antenna. It turned out that the top floor looked like a large house that had several rooms inside. I became curious. This house belongs to 1 person. But why is the top floor untouched. There's another ladder to that floor. Who's owner? Is it like 1 room next door? Or is it unused?! Oh, that's none of my business.

I continued my work. Day by day I came to work as I should. I saw an 18-year-old boy. There was also a 12-year-old boy. The smallest age is 4 years. She was the only woman of her two sons. Name's Klara. He was so friendly, to be exact. He asked me a lot of things about me. Telling me things she learned and knew. Starting from good toys, places he had visited, to things I did not understand.

"Sir was in this room there was a snake. Bangetttt rich dragon. His head was as thick as a rich man. Trus there's female seremm bangett. He if night likes to tap the window. Later rich gini, Sutri, Sutri, Sutriiiiii, hi hi hi hi ha ha M??" chirping.

"Ha ha ha where there is rich. That's a tall window. What if the woman falls?!"

"Lha she's flying! Syutttt,"

"What if you were gejedot?! Houses many walls. If it flies gejedot, Aduhhhh akhurttt! His head will be broken,"

"Ha ha benjol! But he can say,"

"Great dong rich in tipi-tipi," I kept chiming Klara's babble casually. I assume it's just an ordinary little boy's prank.

The day changed, I began to get to know all the residents of this house. My male employer is named Bambang. He is like a father-father who is full and has a little distended stomach. Black to abuan. His eyes are shady and look ugly. But he's a friendly man. He used to greet me when he met me who was busy at work.

"Cool sek, Ma'am. Madang kono, gen ono tenogo," (Rest first, Ma'am. Eat there, let there be energy) he said kindly.

"Jeh, Sir. Martun Suwun."

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