ROMAYAS
Awaiting his plan
He sat back in the rattan chair. Waiting for instructions from the homeowner who has since entered the front room.
Looking at the wall, there are two figurines. The photo appears to be from a very old year.
Maybe it's a picture of the man's mother.
"Use this second room. Look for something in the neighborhood where you know there's clothing that suits you" the man's heavy voice rippled Maya's daydreams.
The man walked towards the bathroom that was separate from the room. Maya stood up walking into the room in question. He opened the window that seemed to be closed for a long time. The smell of dust is also very strong.
Slowly he opened the closet, checking if there were any clothes he could wear like the man said. Sometimes he looks at the bed. The little bed whose bed is no longer soft.
He shaved his sleeves. Start cleaning the room. Looking for a broom figure that he can use.
I think I'm going to spend my life in this place. I don't know what God has planned. Hope this is the best.
He opened the bed, pillowcase and window curtain in the room. Looking in his replacement closet. His smile was engraved looking at the thing he was looking for.
Slowly sweep clean until the dust is walled, on the floor and on the mattress is not left. The place was now clean thanks to his intervention. He stood watching what was lacking from the process.
"What are you doing?"
The man stood on the doorstep occasionally wiping his hair with a towel. It looks like he finished his shower.
"I'm just cleaning this room" Maya turned her head for a while and continued her activities.
"This place was once occupied by my aunt. Since he died 5 years ago. I never cleaned it. But the cloth on the doorstep I always open." an explanation Maya had to know.
"Can I stay here?" Maya looked at the man standing in front of her.
"You don't intend to kill yourself anymore, do you?" The man confirmed Maya's future actions.
"It seems so, now I'm just waiting for his plan." Answer Maya steady.
"Good, otherwise this house will be haunted"
A smile appeared etched on his handsome face. He noticed the woman who now looked beautiful in his eyes after a few hours together.
"Can I borrow a towel? My body feels sticky, I want to clean myself."
"It's so small. My body is closed too"
Maya protests saw the pink towel the man gave her.
"I just have that. Or if you want to wear my towel?"
He opened the towel that was wrapped around his neck. Maya blushed looking at the man who was only wearing shorts. So that his athletic body is clearly visible when he opens his towel.
"Here it is.. " Maya quickly shifted her eyes to the spot.
Maya walks out of the room, looking for where the bathroom is. But the man was standing at the door.
"After the shower I want to talk" the man walked up to his room.
Shit, he's making me heat up like this.
My cheeks are hot at this time. .
Maya continues her steps to the bathroom. Trying to do the best for yourself. At least it should look clean.
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Maya sees the man sitting down brewing a cup of hot coffee. The smell of coffee filled the whole room. He tried to sit in the other seat.
"It's my mom's shirt.it's still good"
The man opened the first conversation when he saw the clothes worn by Maya. He noticed Maya who looked fresh.
"Thank you for helping me"
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Seriate