Wild Roses For Luqman
14. Mouthpiece

In a hurry Luqman grabbed and sipped his drink to the toilet. After that, he was comfortable.

"Pardon the rose. It was not Rose's heart's intention to shock Luqman's mas. But he said we shouldn't lie. So the rose speaks for what it is."

"Yes Roses. We know you want to do good. Well to avoid it, you can lower your gaze when you meet Luqman."

"Ah, Roses think it's too hard."

"try first. Let's just say Luqman doesn't exist."

"Mama." Luqman protested dislike.

"Oh, maybe I need to think of Luqman's face as a ghost. So you wouldn't dare look at his face."

"Roses." this time Luqman protested against the girl in front of him.

"Oh, don't protest. Roses are better. Rather than the Rose taking the virginity of Luqman's mas." said the girl casually.

"Roses!" exclaim mama Firda and Luqman together.

"Rose is honest, Aunt."

The mother and daughter can only breathe deeply. Then throw it away slowly.

"Tante knows you're talking honestly, but that's not the way, Rose. The language can be smoother again. That woman, it's best to behave politely and keep her elegance."

"Yes, aunt. Rose is sorry." Mama Firda nodded her head.

"Yes already, the hunt is spent on food."

**

After enjoying dinner together, the residents of the house returned to their respective rooms.

It didn't take long, Roses and Mama Firda had fallen asleep. But something different was felt by Luqman.

Although almost all day he filled the event and was quite exhausted, but not also able to make him sleep quickly. That's because he thinks too much about the Rose, who has lived two days in his house.

The girl always said as is, could not sort the words that should be issued or not. Very different from the women he met.

"Why do I think of a woman whose origins are unclear?" muttered the man. He turned his face and closed his eyes.

**

The next day, Roses still wake up. Besides being tired, maybe because his heart was too calm enough, could run away from bad people, and now can live with good people.

Soon, the rose came out of his room. Instantly he patted his eel, when he saw that Mama Firda was baking bread.

The girl immediately washed her face, then approached her employer. For the umpteenth time, he apologized to her.

Mama Firda sighed, then told Rose to do another job.

The girl remembered, her laundry was not neat yesterday. He rushed to the laundry room, to rub the pile of clothes.

He deliberately waited long enough, so that the iron could be hot first. Because when worn, the clothes can be immediately neat in one rub.

But it was beyond belief. When he put the iron on Luqman's shirt, it couldn't be pulled. That was enough to panic him.

"Well! How'this?" Is the iron broken?" murmured Rose, then the girl removed the cable that was still attached to the socket.

After trying, he was finally able to remove the iron from Luqman's clothes. But his body froze. His mouth was wide open, in shock with what was happening before him. The girl lifted her shirt to the extent of her vision.

"My book." said Luqman, who had just entered the laundry room.

The man stood in front of the rose. And his gaze was rubbed with the girl, through an iron-sized hole in the shirt.

The Rose's face flushed red with fear of being scolded by Luqman. Because the man was looking at her.

'Nature, die me.' Inner Rose while closing her eyes. Not looking at Luqman for long enough.

"Why are you quiet, Rose?" luqman's voice looked growling.

"Rose of the dead, mas. Ready to accept any punishment." he replied again, while still keeping his eyes closed.

Luqman grew increasingly anxious with the girl's behavior in front of him. Indeed, he had been disappointed, but seeing the face of the Rose who was frightened and indeed looked resigned, making it so did not have the heart to scold him. Moreover, during this time the young man also rarely vent emotions in anger.

"Roses, how do you iron a shirt?" asked Luqman gently, and suppressed the emotions.

Slowly the rose narrowed its eyes, then opened it perfectly. His hand slowly lowered the broadsuit.

"Why do you have to ask first? Not directly scolding the Rose?" shush the girl.

"I'm not a typical person who easily vent anger."

"Pardon the Roses, mas. The rose was unintentional. The Rose intention was to turn the iron long enough, to make it hotter. So that the clothes can be more neat. But when the Rose put the iron, uh stick it in Luqman's gold suit. When I pull the iron, so it's like this."

The rose explained in a light manner, because he was really afraid of being scolded by his master. He has made several fatal mistakes in three days.

"I also want to mas, if you want to cut the salary." added the girl again, looking down.