
Ken came out of his room as soon as the sun was high, clearly visible from the window of his room. It turned out to be 11:00 WB.
"Pantes is already hot" Ken whispered to himself.
Not felt, almost an hour he was silent in the room without doing anything. He was still confused and sad because of the incident in his boss's room earlier. Whatever he did in this house like not in accordance with the rules of work that has been ordered by his mother.
Ken stepped into the kitchen set and opened the menu for the day. Mushroom soup, fish grilled soy sauce, the menu that has been written by the mother on the list of lunch and dinner for the next 30 days.
Then Ken opened the refrigerator and checked the materials he would be processing this afternoon. There are fish that have been seasoned, stored by the mother in a closed container so that Ken is not tired of making the spice. Just take out of the box contains fish and other cooking ingredients and let in room temperature.
Ken is still worried, what if his mistakes can make his employer angry and rethink to let Ken replace his mother's duties.
"What if that guy really kicked her out of this house? If she's looking for someone new, does that mean she's gonna lose her job here?" Ken thought he was sad. If this really happened it would mean that her mother would be sad.
"All my fault, why don't I become this ill. What an unreliable child," Ken lamented inwardly.
"I'm sorry Ken, Mom!" whispered again so sad.
The room was so quiet, he looked at the upper room. The door is still tightly closed. It seemed like that person had not come out of his room since earlier.
Ken hasn't heard Mr. Parman's voice since he was in the room.
"Maybe he hasn't finished the page, yet" Ken thought again.
Finally, Ken went back into his room. This time it was not for lazing around, but he wanted to pick up a towel and a shirt instead. He wanted to wander his body which was starting to grow sultry.
He spent a long time in the bathroom. In addition to the cool water, the bathroom located next to his room is also quite relieved. Ken deliberately plays water, shampooing, soap, rinse, soap again, and rinse again until repeatedly.
Anyway, all the soap that was there he used. When flushing his body, he was also so excited that the sound of his dipper was heard to come out. He was all annoyed at that moment.
His tangled mind bit by bit could calm down again. It felt like he wanted to immerse himself in the bathroom pool if he did not remember he was in someone's house.
"That's so soon. It turned out that the water here was colder than the water on their side," Ken muttered as he horrified his body.
*****
[In the dining room ]
"Jam has just taken a shower" asked Al in his heart. He saw a wall clock hanging above the refrigerator and a head bobble.
"Bas a slacker" he thought again. Al had guessed that the one in the bathroom was Miss Ros's son. It can't be Mr. Parman. Because the man never used the bathroom in the house. If there is a need to urinate and so on, he uses the bathroom that is behind this house.
Al came out of his room because his throat was dry. At the desk there was no water. Usually Ms. Ros provides water for her.
"Once again the boy was neglectful of his duties" Al grumbled more and more annoyed.
Al looked for a large glass on a large dish shelf, closed the glass, filled it with warm water and sipped it quietly. His body rests on the kitchen table.
Once empty, he refilled his glass and wanted to return to his room. But his steps were deliberately held because he heard the door handle open and appeared so noisy people in the bathroom.
Ken was shocked, as soon as he came out he found the master was in the kitchen. Hurriedly he approached and ventured to ask
"Sorry, can I help you?"
"I'm sorry, I didn't put water in my room. Mom didn't tell me that" again Ken tried to apologize for his mistakes today.
"here Sir. Let me go upstairs" Ken tried to take the glass in his master's hand but to no avail. The man pulled his hand away from Ken's reach.
"I'm sorry, I've been rude to you" the man unexpectedly apologized to Ken.
He deliberately did because ever since the girl came out of the bathroom, he could read the sadness that was on the girl's face.
Ken lowered his head, confused as to what to say. The mind that had been a little relieved because of the sudden water jumble back.
"It was my fault. I don't know what to do in this house. Give me a chance, hopefully not repeated,"
Al was confused as to why this girl was talking like that. Obviously he apologized for being rude to her this morning. Why make him sad. He could not bear to see the girl who had shed tears. Frankly, in his entire life he had never faced a situation like this, "what to do,"
Dazed, Al turns his body and wants to return to his room.
"So you don't give me another chance?" ask Ken who's getting meek.
Obviously his statement this time made Al undo his intentions. He looked back at the girl who was still standing in front of him.
"What opportunity?" ask the man confused.
"My father allowed me to stay here, right?" ken asked so innocently.
"How old are you?" He did not answer Ken's question, but gave the girl a new question.
"23 years. More anyway. Two more months 24 years,"
"You don't understand what I'm saying!" He immediately stepped up and left Ken still in his confusion.
Ken could only look at the man's back, walking up the stairs at his leisure. As for his thoughts, he was still filled with question marks.
"Ga understand what he's saying?"
"I don't understand what he's saying?" Ken repeated the man's words many times.
"I'm sorry, I've been rude to you.... How old are you?," that's all he said. Ken's head bobbles.
"If there are 2 or 3 of these models that I meet, I can crimp my brain this fast" Ken cried in his heart.
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