H.U.R.T
Zenias

Zania rinses Amor's body with her stolen sunscreen at Steve's house. A large straw hat was perched on his head, to protect his face from the intense sun exposure.

Next to her was Zetta who was flogging her own body.

"You really look ludicrous. It's worth Steve calling you an Arabian girl. No one wears a long dress while sunbathing on the beach, and this straw hat, my goodness! The size is too big, Zinia!"

Zenia laughed, not feeling offended at all. He highlighted his own appearance and compared it to Zetta, who only wore two pieces of bikini that managed to show off the good parts of his body in certain places. Although Zetta is her sister, Zania admits that her sister's body is more amazing than hers. Body shape which is the dream of women and also the fantasy of men.

Zenia tilted her head, looking at the mansion not far in front of them. His eyes met the flat bead of the owner who was also staring at them. The man's hand held the string of mops.

"Surely he's watching your body."

"You said something?" Zette did not hear Zenia's words which were just murmurs that sounded like fine whispers.

"I got the floor wet and said I'd clean it up after we finished playing. But it seems he can't wait."

Zetta turned his head, following his sister's point of view. The girl immediately waved the hand that Steve replied with a small nod.

"He doesn't like it when the floor is wet. He was afraid that something might slip. Here, I'm gonna wrap your body in sunscreen. Take off your dress."

Zinia shook her head, "I don't want to sunbathe. I don't want to change the color of my skin. Amor, let's make a sand castle."

Zetta, who had no interest in making sand castles, chose to read books. He lay on the blanket they had given him under a large umbrella.

Amor and Zenia looked happy once their palace was completed complete with towers and moats that surround. The trenches are filled with sea water.

"Zetta, what do you think of our palace?" Amor called for an opinion.

"For what palace if there are no princesses and princes in it."

"I and Zenia are the princesses of this kingdom. You're not a princess because you didn't build this castle."

"I'm also not interested in fairy tales, Amor. I'm getting married to a pirate. If you and Zenia were princesses, who would be her prince?"

"Of course Steve!" Sahut the teenage girl of the year with passion.

"You and Zenia will share one prince? Hm, I think Steve's better suited to being a pirate." Zetta glancing naughty.

"You like Steve?" I point at Amor with an intimidating look.

Zetta laughed crisply, a laugh that sounded very seductive. "You like it too, little girl! By the way, Zinia, what do you think about Steve changing his appearance? She looks hotter, doesn't she?"

"She looks ridiculous" Zenia said briefly.

"Disrupt? Ck! You taste so bad."

"Zenia, Zetta, Amor, come here. Finish your game," from the porch of their house stood a middle-aged woman. Rose Nolan, the mother of the three girls.

The three girls immediately ran towards their house.

"Clean your bodies and Zetta, help me clean Steve's house. Mom hasn't changed her bed since she went to town and I see she's back."

"Good, Mom." Zetta exclaims cheerfully. "I will clean my body immediately and will go straight to his house. Uwu, I'm so excited." Zetta nudged Zinia on the shoulder before running into the toilet.

Because their house only has two bathrooms. In the kitchen, too, in the parents' room. Zenia had to wait. Zetta uses the toilet in the kitchen and Amor has run into their parents' room.

"When you wait for your two sisters, dry your hair and drink this," Rose gave Zenia a towel and a pill.

"Vitamins again?" He received his mother's pills and swallowed them without being told to take them twice.

"Yes. You'd better change your clothes first and help Mom prepare dinner."

"I'll help you, Mom. My clothes aren't too wet, it's just that my body is a little sticky."

Rose touched her daughter's clothes and immediately shook her head, "Your clothes are very damp, you have to take them off. Have you dried your hair? I don't want you to catch a cold. Hmm, I'll warm some hot water for you. Ck! Looks like we should persuade your father to provide an electric water heater so we don't bother boiling water if we want to take a warm bath."

Rose shook her head, "Zetta will be there a long time. Take the bed linen that Mom has prepared in the living room. Take it to Steve's house and tell him to borrow the toilet for a while. Take a shower there. Use warm water."

Zinia shook her head quickly, "He yelled at me just because I made the floor wet. I don't want him yelling at me anymore just because the floor is sandy. He's grumpy and doesn't seem to like me."

Rose smiled, "He's a new resident here. He still feels foreign. You have to cover for her."

"She can speak normally to Zetta and Amor, Mom."

"That's because Amor was a kid and Zetta was a cunning seducer. Ck! Sometimes the boy goes over the limit. Take the bed sheet and go there. Zetta will come after you. Mom doesn't want to see you sick and look, you've shivered cold and your lips are starting to pale." Rose looked very anxious, Zenia was indeed very susceptible to pain compared to her other children.

Zinia who did not like to see the anxiety on her mother's face immediately complied. He walked out of the kitchen, walked into the main room and picked up the sheets to take to Steve's house.

"I'm leaving."

"Yes, invite him to dinner."

"I'll tell you, Mom."

It only took a few hundred steps to get to Steve's house. Zenia stood in the doorway, hesitating to knock on the door.

He saw the man three months ago. Previously the house was empty and his family was in charge of cleaning it every day, caring for and maintaining its security.

Rose was sick that day while Zetta and Amor were into town. Amor must be school. There was no one to replace Rose but her.

It was late afternoon when he arrived at Steve's house. He cleans the house. Not a hard job because it's not too dirty. The house has two floors. As she was about to clean the room, Zenia heard movement from inside the room. Zenia stopped at the doorway, attaching an ear to the door leaf. The sound is getting real.

Zinia panicked, thinking it was a thief, she immediately went down the stairs without making a sound and looked for something that could be used to attack. Zenia found nothing but a knife. He was afraid to use the object and finally he decided to take the chili powder.

Zania went back up to the second floor. He put his ears back. That voice is no longer heard. Slowly she pushed the door. There's nobody there. Zania approaching the toilet. Sure enough, there was the sound of a faucet lighting up. He waited at the door, erratous, two meters from the door with a spray of chilli powder ready to be sprayed.

As soon as the door opened, a messy man appeared with eyes that were haunted by a terrifying dark circle.

"Say who are you? Because if this chili powder is sprayed on your face, it'll take you a long time to talk."

"I swear, I'm not a threat" that's what Steve said at the time, raising both hands.

"Is it because I accuse him of being a thief in his own house that he hates me? I didn't even spray it." Zinia took a deep breath considering the incident. Zinia took another breath before finally venturing to knock on the door before her.

Geck. Geck.

"Mrs. Percy, I'm Zinia. My mom asked me to drop you a new sheet. Can I come in?"

Not long, the door opened. Steve highlighted it with a look of dislike, even the man turned left to right.

"You came alone?"

"Yes. I'm not going to attack you. I just brought the sheets. No chilli powder or pepper."

"You haven't had a shower?"

"Zetta and Amor still use the toilet."

Steve took over the bedsheet from Zenia's hand. "Come in."

Zinia immediately stepped up, passing Steve as she passed the doorway. He faintly smelled Steve's scent which made his blood rustle. Hurriedly he crossed the room, keeping his distance from the man.

"Lantimu sandy. I'll clean it up."

"Go to the toilet, clean yourself."

Zenia nodded, "I'll clean your floor after I shower."

Steve did not say, the man was back on the sofa and focused on his laptop. Zania turned to the toilet.