Mastenges
101. I'll be by your side forever
Typhoon cars and freight trucks, entering a luxury house with dull and unkempt wall paint. Dry leaves filled almost all parts of the courtyard of the black-fenced house with a height of two meters. Since the departure of both Berta's parents, the house was abandoned. Berta only comes every two months to bring his workers to help him clean the house.
Why not just pay someone to look after the house? Never, but rarely a trustworthy person. Berta was betrayed by his own employees who brought some valuable items from his parents' inheritance and left the house just like that. In fact, he always transfers the salary for them every month in a timely manner. But Berta gave it up. From then on, he was lazy to pay people and preferred to bring his workers alone to clean the house. Berta's parents' heritage house is located on the outskirts of Jakarta, quite far from the city center.
The truck driver and some of his men got off. They lowered and brought Berta and Bella's belongings into the old house, after Berta opened the door of the house filled with dust everywhere.
Berta let out a long sigh and looked at Bella with a look of despair. Even with Bella, the girl was pensive with a facial expression that seemed to not accept the current state.
The typhoon smiled and immediately opened his shirt. Now the bare-chested Typhoon with its sculpted abdominal muscles is so beautiful.
"Mommy and Bella just sit down. Let me clean it up." Said Typhoon, rolling up his trousers.
Bella and Berta looked at each other. There's no way they're just quiet, while Typhoon looks so eager to clean the house.
Without cue, Typhoon who was accustomed to being disciplined and doing any work took a broom from the corner of the room and began to sweep from the family room. Berta began to move, he took another broom to clean the kitchen floor. Now only Bella who was fixated on staring at a Typhoon that was so sexy in her eyes. The sweat began to flood from the forehead to the waist of the Typhoon. The sweat flowed from the neck to the man's stomach.
The typhoon shifted the sofa covered in dusty white cloth, with only one hand. Then, the Typhoon crouched down and swept the bottom of the sofa. Bella remained silent, her eyes constantly staring at Typhoon who was busy cleaning the living room.
Berta also appeared from the kitchen, he looked at Bella who continued to look at the Typhoon. Then, he approached Bella with his trademark smile.
"Bell, instead of you constantly admiring him, you better sweep the living room, son,"
Bella nodded and looked at Berta closely.
"I wasn't looking at her, I was confused, what should I do mam," Bella tried to dodge.
Berta laughed amusedly, then he glanced at Typhoon.
"Mami admit, he's very handsome.His face and body are so perfect. The muscles of her stomach and arms are so seductive. If you're your age, we're sure we'll compete" Berta said.
"What the heck mi.." Bella scrunched her chin.
"Already, you will be ashamed of yourself, if the Typhoon knows if you continue to look at him. It's a broom, you sweep the living room." Berta handed the broomstick to Bella.
Bella looked at the broom carefully, then hesitantly, she grabbed the broom from Berta's hand.
Honestly, for life, Bella has never held a broom. Nor does he know how to sweep. It sounds exaggerated indeed, but before living like this, Bella was really a princess in her house.
Berta back to the kitchen. He was ready with a few laps that he held to clean the stove and table in the kitchen. While the Typhoon, the man was still busy sweeping up to the bottom of the sideboard.
Bella scratched her head and continued to pay attention to the Typhoon.
"Topan who is only a man, can sweep. My time is not," he murmured. Bella started learning to sweep. At that moment he also smiled amusedly. It turns out that sweeping is not so difficult. It's just, his wrist feels a little sore.
While sweeping, Bella continues to steal a glance at the Typhoon. Typhoon that almost finished sweeping the family room, began to attack and collect garbage and dust in the living room with a pengki and put it in black plastic waste.
Typhoon rubbed the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand. The forehead of the Typhoon also looks blackened due to dust.
Typhoon grabbed his shirt and tied the shirt to his face. Until the shirt looks like a veil or mask. Then, the Typhoon shook his hand to dispel the dust flying around his face.
"Humffl.." The typhoon almost sneezed.
Bella kept smiling. Just like that, his love for Typhoon is increasing. Which man can take that initiative. Very rarely is it not. In fact, Bella has suffered from stories from some of her married friends, if they often eat the heart because the husband who has more function at home. Bella smiled back. Then, he tried to focus sweeping.
"Here I help," said the Typhoon that began to sweep in the living room.
"Is it clean?" Ask Bella.
"Already, stay in the mop only. I'll mop it when it's all done on the broom. I'll clean the second floor. You just calm down. Sitting sweetly there." The typhoon pointed at the sofa in the exit room covered in a dust-protective white cloth.
Bella still stared silently at the Typhoon.
"Come on. sit down sweet..." The typhoon leads Bella to the family room and removes the dust cover from the sofa.
Bella just complies with the Typhoon and sits sweetly on the couch. Then, he continued to stare at the Typhoon who started to step towards the living room.
"Topan," Call Bella.
"Yes?" The cyclone whose face was covered in a T-shirt he had made as a mask turned his head.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Bella smiled, her cheeks flushed and she looked down at her face deeply.
The typhoon continued to smile and continued sweeping in the guest room.
"Whether, as long as you smile, as long as you're happy, as long as you're beside me, I'll do anything to get all of that" Inner Typhoon.
20 Minutes later, the storm moved to the second floor. He planned to clean up the entire room on the second floor.
Before the Typhoon continued its work, the Typhoon took the time to rest for a while and burned a cigarette on the second floor porch. He admired the view in the house.
Not long before footsteps approached. The typhoon turned his head and looked at Bella who brought him a cup of coffee.
"Make you," Bella said, smiling shyly.
"Thank you, is this you who made or mommy?" Ask Typhoon.
"I."
"Really?"
"Yes. cobain yes. It's my first time making coffee" Bella said with a proud face.
"Oh yeah," Typhoon looks very interested. Then he grabbed the coffee cup and sipped the coffee slowly.
"Geez!" Typhoon almost spewed the coffee. But, in order to keep Bella feeling, she had to swallow the coffee and smile at Bella.
"Look very dear," said the Typhoon with a flushed face and a slightly forced smile.
"really?" Bella clapped her hands and jumped up in excitement.
"I-i-iya," said Typhoon.
Bella smiled and rolled up the edge of her t-shirt.
"I have to be able to cook, make coffee and so on. Because I'm a future wife..." Bella covered her mouth with her palm. His cheeks began to blush red and he looked wrong.
"The ideal wife? My wife yes," said Typhoon, then he moved closer to Bella who still looked wrong.
"I'll help you learn to do it all, and I'll bring an assistant as well for you so as not to get tired."
Bella looked at the Typhoon and she lowered her face again.
"Marry me Bella Anastasya Susilo."
Bella looked up and looked at the Typhoon closely.
"Now?" Bella asked with a plain face.
"You come now.." Typhoon grabs Bella's hand.
"Not now ah.." Bella let go of her hand.
Typhoon laughed amusedly and looked at Bella closely.
"Yes not now. There must be preparation. But, I'm asking you to get married that's no joke."
Bella smiled shyly again.
"After everything is over, we get married."
Bella stared at the Typhoon with sparkling eyes. Then, he nodded with certainty.
Typhoon smiled seeing Bella nod without the slightest hesitation. Then, he grabbed both of Bella's cheeks and kissed Bella's lips gently.
"I promise you, I'll always be by your side forever" Whispered Cyclone.
