
Leo closed his eyes at the end. He was tired because his schedule was the same as Bella who often overtime to get the bonus. And somehow, his instinct to protect the girl was very high from the father who often tortured him.
That said, before there was a Leo near Bella. The old man often came and asked for free rations at the Restaurant, and requested all be recorded in his daughter's bonds. But since Leo had once bullied him, the old man had never been seen there again.
It's been an hour since Leo closed his eyes. There was the sound of brooch rubbing to the floor in his small bathroom, and a fairly fragrant smell was rippling in his nostrils.
"Did you?" call Leo to the girl.
"Yes, Le?"
"What are you doing?"
"Look, what am I? I cleaned the bathroom again, and I washed all your soaking clothes. Now from when it was dirty," Bella scolded, as if nagging her dirty husband.
"Oh... Wash your clothes," muttered Leo, but suddenly swerved and woke up while remembering something. He stood up and approached Bella in the bathroom.
"Bell, did you wash all the clothes I was soaking?" asked Leo, who was now standing at the door with a worried face. And Bella is done with the bathroom, now just hang all Leo's clothes.
"Yes, I washed everything. Beres, stay sunbathing outside. Watch out..." Bella got rid of the tall body that was blocking it.
"Hey... You can't just touch my personal stuff, Bel." Leo's sergeant who keeps following Bella walks out, and is on the floor drying her clothes one by one.
"Neo know thank you! It's washed, too. Should be grateful, all clean and not smelly because of the pile." Bella scolded. His sturdy hands squeezed the cloth and dried it.
"But, Bella!"
"What's? Here, meaning?" Bella grasps a small cloth, which is none other than Leo's bermuda triangle. He held it without feeling uncomfortable at all, squeezed it and dried it on the inside of the clothesline.
It was precisely Leo, who took a sip of his salivation and felt pained as Bella squeezed him out strongly. It was as if something was falling into his body and making him grimace.
"I'm used to it, wash dad's. How does it differ, big dikit doang. Gedean had a father like him," Bella's laughter flipped back the magic triangle with her tiny hands. Leo's lips twitched because of that frontal speech. He feels harassed because Bella compares hers to his father's.
"You saw the wrapper, Bell. Dare to cheat that. Your dad's fat, anyway,"
"Just like your cake, I mutekin mulu." reply Bella. He tidied up the embargo to the edge of the terrace so as not to block the road and when all was done, Leo invited Bella to eat with the menu that he bought at the dining hall earlier. It's simple, but togetherness feels amazing to both.
"You're not coming home?"
"Exorcised me?"
"No-no, that means... Uhmmm,"
"If it's uncomfortable, just take me to the stop. I'll be home by bus,"
"Bell, it's not like that. I just_... All right, you can stay here a few nights." resigned Leo. He could not bear if Bella would be tortured again by her father. Because he knows that Bella's father hasn't left his house.
"But, Bell. Your change of clothes?"
"Ah, yes... Forgetting. How huh? Did you come home for a second?"
"I'll drop off, and I'll wait in front of the intersection. Sorry, I just..."
"Yess is... I get it, because you don't want me to be suspicious and hit me."
"Smart," swiped Leo on the girl's black hair. They continued eating so delicious. If it is called dinner, it was wrong because it was still too late at that time.
It doesn't take long for them to swallow food. Importantly, when they are hungry and the food is filling their stomachs. And Leo was very familiar with the menu that he always prepared himself every day. He did not even miss the food that Bibik often cooked especially for him in the big palace of the father.