Need (Y)Our Help: Fyzo

Memories

“So, how did you get this file?”

Sheena enjoys the atmosphere of this office and she puts one leg up on the table like a boss. “The story has been a long time, and unexpectedly it turns out this file is still useful. This building is one of my father's corporate rivals, without doing any resistance it turns out this company has a leader who is so fraudulent that the authorities are the ones who closed this company, he said, by selling all assets like its branches in the hope of raising funds to buy the law, it turns out that some of the branches that were built did not actually have permission at all to build in that place. Maybe one of these buildings, but since this building was already purchased by my father's company, so this building belongs to my father under the name of legal ownership, legally, that's why there is also a land title letter as well. Hows it? Impressed?” Waving her hair, she looked like she wanted to be praised.

Without acting like that I would actually praise him, but.... “It turns out you're more than I imagined. So, now this building is mi-“

“I give it to you, your memories used to be here right? Who knows, you might smile like you used to. I'm glad I could help someone, that's what my mom taught me. He taught how beautiful it is to see the smiles of others when receiving help... Fayzul's? You cry with a flat face? Here, just take it.” Sheena gave me a tissue, and since when can I cry again?

“Maybe it's just dust, this place is lying dormant plus you're flapping your hair at me. You yourself cry, this just take no need to hesitate.” I gave back the knife.

“This is mine! You can joke with mixed conditions like this.”

“You missed your mother, huh? Pretty hard with your condition now.”

“Although I go home, I will never be able to see my mother again, she is already calm in nature there.”

“I'm sorry, you want to help me clean this building? We can make this place our secret headquarters. I've compiled some things to do.”

“Didn't a person with an Introvert type like you feel more comfortable alone? Without a single person.”

“Actually we introverts are quite comfortable with people, but only those who are really close, not strangers or who just just know. And not only me, everyone there sometimes takes time to be alone.”

“Alright, let me see the working list.” I also gave him a list of all the work I had recorded. He occasionally smiled, and blinked his eyes quickly.

“My writing can still be read, right?” I suspected that he was laughing at my writing, so I took the paper.

“Hey! I haven't finished reading it!”

“You've been staring at this paper for over a minute, after all I've only written a few words, not paragraphs!” I went back to the ground floor and rushed home to pick up things I could use

Sheena didn't follow me right away, maybe she had other business. I began to collect the garbage and dig deep enough for the garbage, including the old cloth.

“So, after this building becomes yours, what are your next plans? Throw away all the stuff here?”

“From the dust I think this has long been neglected, a lot of insects and even fleas that might breed here.” I replied without looking at her one bit, it seemed disrespectful or ungrateful, but this is how I am when busy and focused on work.

“Insect? Like this little creature?” Sheena showed me the cockroach, I immediately reacted spontaneously and my hand moved on its own. “You... afraid of cockroaches?” He started smiling suspiciously.

“I'm just surprised, if you want to help then help. I will get rid of items that are not worth using, worn fabrics, plastic waste, or even the mattress just take it out.”

“But I'm a girl, where might I lift a mattress by myself?”

“You are a great and strong woman, I know that.”

“Sadly flattery has no effect on me, just give a lighter command.”

“I want you to get rid of all the trash and things that can't be used, all over the room.”

He rushed back upstairs and I brought his mattress out of the basement. The mattress is quite heavy because it is wet, this is a cotton mattress, old mattress models and from the seams this is still a manual stitch. Maybe I can recycle it.

I brought out the mattresses and dried them. It seemed that Sheena was done with her work, she approached me with a heavy breath.

“You plan to wear this mattress?”

“More precisely recycle it, this is a cotton mattress and if washed the cotton can still be used as a new mattress.”

“Deliver me, I will ask someone to deliver it to the nearest washing service.”

“Better I take it home with a washing machine at home to save expenses, because after this I need cloth, large needles, and mattress threads.”

“You can sew? Isn't that a job that requires perseverance? Can you re-stitch all this?”

“Sure, what kind of man do you think I am?”

“....”

“This, use the scissors to disassemble the contents of the mattress, I will use a knife only. If you're done, just collect it in the corner there.”

We dismantled the mattress and took the contents and collected in the corner of the room, without us knowing we were racing who quickly he won. But it ends in a draw and Sheena returns to the top floor.

I wonder where the toilet of this building is, maybe there's running water I can use to wash. I didn't even realize that the shelf in the basement wasn't a full shelf, there was a single shelf door that shifted and it went to the toilet, pretty cool, secret toilet.

Another secret toilet disguised itself as a refrigerator on the ground floor and became a bookshelf on the top floor. Sheena laughs at me because the floor model like this has always existed, one of the art of multifunctional interior design and privacy is maintained. After I checked and did some tests it turned out that the water was not flowing.

“Isn't there a river near this building?”

I ran outside and saw the river, thank God it was still there but it looked more murky than before, it might be dangerous to use it.

“How?”

“Better to make your own well, I will find the right area to make a well. Maybe this time I need your help to make a well.”

“Send it to me. Where there is money, there is power. But isn't it good if we clean this building first so as not to be embarrassing? We can use the river water first to sweep the dust with the cloth you removed earlier.”

“Good idea, then I will dismantle one empty iron barrel to be used as emergency water tub.” I banged one by one the iron barrels to find the empty ones and I finally found them.

With a knife it felt impossible, I needed more than this, maybe emergency cleaning was done next time. “Sheena, we continue next time only, after all the day is enough afternoon.”

“Alright, this time I want to go home with you.”

“You sure? Last time we walked away with you complained that your legs were numb.”

Since Sheena has a bad premonition, I'd better take a leisurely walk and stay alert to the surroundings. In order for the atmosphere to be warm, Sheena invited me to talk about pretty interesting things, maybe she expected a lot on the building earlier.

Halfway through, Sheena still hasn't complained of her tired legs, perhaps the effect because she's talking about things she likes. Sooner or later he will feel pain in his legs, usually at night.

Sheena suddenly snorted and her body fell down. Maybe he was too self-imposed, but only a quarter of the way left. Luckily he didn't faint, I gave him a drink and let him lean first. His sweat instantly came out after he drank, perhaps he was lacking in fluids.

It's getting dark, and we're still not getting to housing, still between the gardens and the forestry on the housing border. Maybe in the next few years this forest will be used as housing as well.

“You can stand? We've had enough rest.”

“My feet are tingling, hard to move. Can you carry me?”

“Fine.” He didn't move at all.” Hey, comeon!” He still had difficulty getting up and even rolled to the side.

I carried her like a princess and she was quite light. Maybe only her cheeks were thick enough that I thought she was heavy. As the day grew darker, I occasionally ran if the road was flat, until we finally reached Sheena's residence.

“Key? Behind the doormat?”

“Furnace.”

“Can you open it yourself, my hand is only two.”

“No.” I pulled her necklace and accidentally strangled her for a few seconds. Surprisingly he was not angry in the least. “Just keep me on the couch, I don't want to dirty my bed with sweat.”

“Alright, then excuse me. Here's your key.”

“Fayzul..”.

“Hmm?”

“Lock it from the outside, I really can't get up. Tomorrow morning you come here.”

“You sure?”

“Very sure.”

I locked his house and left him. On the way I thought about everything he did, there seemed to be nothing strange like the supernatural. I got home and there was nobody home. I found a piece of paper all the family was away, because I wasn't there so they left me, they were going home late at night. All right, more comfortable for me.

I opened the fridge and realized that Sheena wasn't eating lunch, and I locked her from the outside because she couldn't walk. In the afternoon after he drank his sweat straight out. Maybe I should get him some food for dinner.

I cooked a simple vegetable soup that didn't take much time to make. I wrapped it in the lunchbox and the sauce was in plastic. I brought two portions just in case. I locked the house and went back to Sheena's house, she was still lying and asleep.

“Pssst.. Sheena.” He woke up and his tears were flowing. “Come, I'll help you sit.” I made her sit up and kept her legs straight, then brought a bowl and a plate and served my vegetable soup. “Eat, your hands can still be used right?”

“No, I've tried it, if you can't believe look at my phone, many missed calls because I can't move it.” And just as he finished his sentence, his phone rang again. I lifted it up and stuck it to Sheena's ear.

“Dad? I'm fine, I'm just asleep. School is exhausting... I told you all you need to do is send me pocket money, you don't care about me.” Sheena moved her lips silently asking me to close her call, I followed her.

“Why?”

“Nothing, he just pretended to be nice and worried for me to get hit by home sick, so that I begged back home, I would never want to come back especially after he insulted my mother.”

“I mean why are you lying? His call history is from last afternoon, since we were in that factory.”

“I don't like him, he's not my real father. She was nice to me but sometimes her behavior made no sense in order for me to grow up mentally.”

“You did not eat anything, I was hungry and lacking fluids, eat this soup. I made it earlier. Should I bribe you?”

“By pleasure, hihii.” I bribed him to the end, after which his stomach sounded again, his face reddened. “Maybe my stomach is just late to get information that there is already food coming in.”

“I brought two special servings for you, one for lunch and one for dinner.”

“E-ee-eeehh!!? I owe you a lot, next time I'll pay.”

“It looks like my own debt is still not paid off, you gave me a building even though it is old but nominally from the land certificate it is quite expensive, when compared to two servings of vegetable soup this may not be much.” Sheena is crying again. “Hey, don't make my vegetable soup salty.”

“Good!”

“Open your mouth, and chew.”

“I still want to cry!!” she was crying loudly.

“What do neighbors say if they find us both at night and you cry!?” He started crying and trying to hold back. Then opened his mouth and let out a silly sound. I laughed, and now Sheena is crying and laughing.

21:15 They were about to return, and I had to go home before they asked many questions.

“Sheena, excuse me first, it's too late.“

“Alright.. Thanks for the food, very good. Maybe you can open a restaurant someday.” I helped Sheena lie back down and left her.

“Will I lock it from the outside, tomorrow morning I'll be here to open it for you.”

“Alright, Don't get bad luck.”

I went home and removed all traces as if nothing had happened, did not lock the door and played with my phone in the living room. Eventually they came home and I moved into my room.

I don't understand, why is Sheena so kind to me, giving her a certificate of the land for free and why is she forcing herself to walk with me? Maybe I'll find the answer next time. It's time to go to sleep, luckily tomorrow is Sunday so if anything happens to him at least it won't interfere with school attendance.

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