
"Mother must be cold" Keegan said as soon as she sat in the driver's seat. Without asking him to turn off the AC. "Unfortunately there was no blanket in the car. I will quickly get to Mother's house," he said while driving the car.
"Don't rush. Slow down."
"Well, Mom."
"Where is it? It's a heavy rain. Don't speed the car."
"Mom not having a problem with cold?" He glanced at me through the spy. I saw a drop of water dripping from his forehead.
"You're much wetter than me, so worry about yourself first."
"I don't have a problem-"
"You don't have a problem, but I think it's a problem. I may be called a bad boss again because my employees maksa masang car tires when the condition is raining again."
Keegan started running the car. "It was because of my own desire, not because of the coercion of Mother."
"You-" My words came to a halt as I accidentally saw his hand on the gears of the car. A water again dripped through his arm until it reached the veins of his hand. Unknowingly I gulped. Since when did he raise his shirt arm up to the elbow so. And unfortunately the white shirt that Keegan wears is now slapping on her wet body.
I don't comment anymore. And I let Keegan drive the car at a pretty high speed to my house. Even though the car was faster than usual, I was well aware that Keegan was careful and vigilant. He is a very good driver. So maybe it's better like this so we can get home quickly too.
During the trip I just sat quietly while staring out the window. When my house was near, I accidentally saw Keegan's lips trembling through the rearview of the car. I exhaled knowing it must be very cold right now.
As soon as I got to my house, whatever the devil was, I said, "You don't want to stop by first. Take a shower and just get home."
I swear I have no bad intentions of taking men home these nights to take a bath. I just want him not to get cold anymore.
I thought Keegan would refuse, but she accepted my offer immediately.
***
Even though he's been here a lot. But somehow now it feels awkward to see him in my house.
I'm throats. "You can use the bathroom in the guest room. I'll bring you my rather big shirt."
"Well, ma'am," Keegan replied flatly. I'm so upset that only I seem to be awkward here.
"I want to take a shower, too" I said before leaving him.
When I got to my room, I opened the closet.
"What clothes can Keegan wear?" I pulled up some clothes and found no one to match. Next I unpacked my whole closet. It wouldn't be funny if I told her to take a shower but there was no change of clothes for her. I finally found a dress and training pants that were quite large.
"It's like it fits" I said, then excitedly ran into the guest room. Before opening the door, I stopped for a moment.
"Keegan's done shower yet huh?" It's not funny that when I open the door he's naked inside. Or do I just open it?
Oh my God.. What am I thinking? Why could I have such depraved thoughts for a meow kid like Keegan. And so I knocked on the door.
"Kee, you're done showering? can I come in?"
Jeez, this time I as a superior must knock on the door first when I want to meet with subordinates.
But there is no truth from within. I slowly opened the door and closed my eyes. And no screams could be heard, meaning Keegan was not inside. So I opened my eyes too. And sure enough there's no Keegan inside.
I hurried in and put the clothes I had brought on the bed. When I turned around the bathroom door was wide open. Keegan appeared from the inside using only a short towel on her waist.
And though what I see now is a beautiful sight, I still yell, then run straight to the door.
Then a notification came into my phone.
Mama's okay? Sorry I didn't know Mom was inside.
Why is he the one apologizing?
No need to apologize. I just carelessly entered. I just drop clothes. So don't misunderstand me.
I patted my forehead. Should I write that "don't misunderstand.
"Akhhh" I screamed while jumping around annoyed.
I don't misunderstand you, Mom.
And Keegan's answer doesn't make me any better.
Why haven't you had a shower? Mom will catch a cold.
I unconsciously smiled reading it. But I have no intention of replying. I just went straight to the bathroom and started my bathing ritual.
***
"Ah.." I was shocked when I came out of the room and saw Keegan sitting on the living room sofa. I certainly remember clearly that he is now in my house. But I just didn't think he'd be here. "I want to make hot chocolate. You want one too?"
"It's already night." Keegan's answer disappointed me a little.
"OK," I replied trying as calmly as possible. But I think my unfounded disappointment sounds obvious.
"But I think I want a little hot chocolate if you don't mind."
I try to hide my smile. "I don't mind" I replied.
We went to the kitchen together. I flipped open the closet looking for cocoa powder and glasses.
"Let me alone" Keegan said, seizing the two objects from my hand.
"No, let me." I grabbed it back and made our fingers touch each other. I immediately put the glass and jar containing cocoa powder on the table. "Yes, you did it." Next I sat down on the bar chair which was quite far from where Keegan was standing.
He made no comment and started making hot chocolate. Before long a glass of hot chocolate was thrust in front of me. "I added marsmallow according to what I like."
"Thank you" I said, pulling the glass and drinking it.
"Nake?" ask Keegan.
I answered him through a nod. "Enak. You drink too. Don't just think I'm drinking."
Keegan did the same.
For a while we said nothing. God fucking. Why in these moments I don't know what to say. Not that there is a lot of work for tomorrow, I can discuss it so that the atmosphere here is not too awkward. But even today I don't remember anything about our work. Actually tomorrow we'll do whatever I don't remember.
"Ah, how about now we watch a drama for a while," I suggested. "The drama starring Wisnu Prakarsa is again a big hit, right? I really want to watch that." Without asking Keegan for approval, I walked towards the living room. There I turned on the television and Keegan followed me. Instead of sitting on a different sofa, she sat beside me.
***
Sincerely,
Dark Peppermint