Warm Maid
I'll arrest you

In the afternoon, Typhoon arrived home. Tiredness so dominates his body and mind at this time. Even he can feel the pain of a headache next to the increasingly burdensome head.

When he arrived at his doorstep, the Typhoon that usually gets a welcome from inside the house is now gone. No more cheerful voices to welcome him home.

Typhoon took a deep breath and tried to knock on the door, because he did not carry the key of the house like he used to.

Tok.tok.

But there was no sound from inside the house. And it required Typhoon to knock back on his door.

Geck..

When the third knock was knocked, before long the door opened.

Brak.and the figure of Alia appeared with a sad face.

The typhoon was riveted, as there was no more smile on the beautiful woman's face.

After a few seconds of fixating on each other, Alia threw away her gaze and passed away leaving the Typhoon still standing at the door.

The storm can only breathe slowly.

***

In the evening, Typhoon skipped dinner due to a headache that he could not cope with. Until just at 10 o'clock the Typhoon came out of his room with the intention to look for migraine drugs in the spare drug box in the back kitchen.

But he was shocked when he saw Alia sitting at the dining table alone.

"Alia.." cried Typhoon calling and slowly approached the dining table.

Alia woke up from her seat.

"Why are you still here??" ask Typhoon wonder, because usually at 10 Alia has rested in her room after cleaning the Typhoon's mother.

It was seen Alia taking a paper bag and putting it on the table.

"Mas Typhoon.."

Typhoon knuckles confused.

"What's Alia??"

Alia sighed softly.

"Mas Typhoon, it looks like Alia." said Alia hanging doubtfully. But a few seconds later, Alia's face changed.

"Alia wants to stop working.."

Degs.. The storm does not believe.

"Alia guess, Alia can't work here anymore.."

"Why?? is it because of yesterday??" cycar Typhoon who immediately welcomed Alia's speech.

Alia looked at the Typhoon and implied a disappointed face there.

"Mas is sorry, Alia." said Typhoon, trying to reach Alia's arm.

And a second later Alia reflexes backwards, she tries to avoid the reach of the Typhoon's arm.

Typhoon stopped.

"Maybe it's better for Alia to leave, because.. Alia began to be uncomfortable if she remained here with a man mas." said Alia firmly.

"No Alia.."

"The events of yesterday are enough as an example." stressed Alia.

"Alia, Alia mas apologizes. yesterday's incident mas wrong because. "said Typhoon hanging heavily.

"Because what??" challenge Alia bravely.

Saliva Typhoon came down bitterly.

"Because there are friends who want to avoid?? then it's that easy to take a shortcut?? by making Alia as.." said Alia with an angry tone.

The strongest typhoon, the disappointed and sad face of Alia was clearly visible.

"Is every woman so low in your eyes the men who easily make women her tools??" cecar Alia is sad.

"Alia.." sizzled Typhoon who did not expect the anger of Alia so great.

"Just to avoid a mas friend wearing such the lowest way?? what's deserved??" timpal Alia was disappointed.

"Because it's just a friend??"

"He's Rudy Mahendra." the Typhoon cuts Alia's anger.

And that second also the look of Ali's face changed sculpting.

"Yes, the friend you want to avoid is Rudy Mahendra, your ex-husband, Alia" repeated Typhoon.

"Mas Ru-dy??" alia said by recalling that time, that it was true that the man she had seen at the event was her ex-husband.

Nyit. There is pain in the heart of Typhoon when he saw the shock of the maid when he heard the name Rudy Mahendra.

"But.. why?? Mas??" alia depends on doubt.

The typhoon stared fixedly at Alia's face.

"Because I don't like you meeting Rudy.."

Degs.. Alia was stunned to hear the employer's reply which sounded full of emphasis.

"Don't go Alia, please.." ask Typhoon back in a clear tone. "Mas will try to maintain the attitude of the mas so as not to return to making mistakes like yesterday and things that make you uncomfortable to be in this house.."

"Mas Typhoon??"

"For the sake of mother." asked Typhoon who had no other reason than to make his mother the right reason.

Alia stared at the seriousness of the master's face. But slowly the Typhoon's gaze that looked sad turned away and left Alia just entered his room again forgetting his intention to take his migraine pain medication.

Alia was fixated with mixed feelings.

***

On the other hand, Typhoon who was still standing behind the door of his room with quite a feeling drained his heart.

"I'll hold you, however I can" whispered the inner Typhoon by clenching its hand.