Warm Maid
Your presence changed my life

Jaz-Kasmaran

I also feel your vibration

Love me as I love you

What a kasmaran I am to you

Life is about you

It's always been about you

Looks like you're an opium to me

You made me incapable

Always not capable

Holding my feelings for you 💘

A piece of lyrics from the song Jaz-Kasmaran that so represents the feeling of Typhoon is really in the middle of the kasmaran on the maid.

That afternoon, Typhoon who had just finished bathing, finally came out of the room. He intends to take the streets of Alia and her mother.

"Alia.." call the Typhoon by looking at the empty room of his house.

The storm headed for the mother's room.

"Alia.." call the Typhoon by opening the door to the mother's room. The room was empty without the occupants.

Typhoon's forehead linked in wonder.

"Nothing??" muttered the Typhoon while closing the door to the room.

Then looking into the back kitchen with the suspicion that Alia and her mother might be there. But again the Typhoon was astonished, because the assumption was wrong. The two women of different ages were not there.

"Where are you?" ask Typhoon confused.

Until when the Typhoon returned to the middle room, a faint sound was heard from outside the front door.

The voice teased the Typhoon until he found out by opening the front door of his house. And for a moment he was glued when he saw the mother and Alia in front of the house.

As soon as the Typhoon's face turned relieved, it turned out that the figure he was looking for was in front of his house.

"Gemes really yes ma'am" said Alia by wiping a pet cat that was so spoiled in the lap of the Typhoon mother.

Typhoon's mother also looks like a cat, looks he rubbed with a smiling face.

For a moment the heart of the Typhoon felt the calmness of seeing that moment.

"In the end, as I got older, I realized that I didn't need drama, conflict and stress.. All I want is a comfortable home, healthy food and you're the source that brings warmth to me, Alia.." muttered the inner Typhoon with a smile expanded meaningfully.

And at that moment, Alia seemed to realize the presence of the master.

"Bag.."

The storm greeted with a smile.

"Mas, can we keep a cat??" pinta Alia with a sparkling look at the Typhoon.

"Catkeeper??" repeated Typhoon doubt.

"Heem, it looks like mom likes cats. This try deh mas sling..manja bangett" exclaimed Alia excited by giving the white angora cat that looks fat.

The cyclone greeted the cat with shock. Because the Typhoon has never held an animal before.

And the cat was seen writhing spoiled in a stiff Typhoon sling.

Alia rubbed with a cheerful face.

"Funny, I'm spoiled for him.."

Typhoon looks stiff. But he could feel the cat's hair so soft.

"Duuh, very comfortable Peggy. yaa yaa yaa gendong mas Typhoon.."

Typhoon stupefied.

"Peggy??"

"Yes mas, his name is Peggy, this is the cat next door, the word that has him lazy and spoiled very much as anyone.." obviously Alia with the focus on the cat who enjoys every gentle stroke on her head.

For a moment the Typhoon was festering a smiling face of Alia who was so loose.

"May ya mas, we keep the cat.." pinta Alia spoiled by turning to look at the face of the Typhoon who had been staring at him.

A few seconds the two looked at each other. And soon the smile of the Typhoon was growing.

"Hm, yes" said Typhoon bak hypnotized with the gaze of Alia who made him unable to resist.

Hearing the employer's answer, Alia's face was more pleased.

"Waaah, thank you mas.." exclaimed Alia pleased with spontaneously hugging the body of the Typhoon.

Degs.. The typhoon is caught in shock by receiving Alia's spontaneous embrace.

Then quickly Alia grabbed back the cat and returned to her mother who was still sitting in her place.

The typhoon could only be dumbfounded with the excitement of Alia leaving her.

Slowly the Typhoon let out a long breath.

"Whatever I will give you, as long as you can always smile happily" muttered the increasingly powerful Typhoon that couldn't help but see Alia's smile.