Chapter 5 I Am Master Maid

I stared at sir while he was eating. It seems that he ate more because he had extra rice.

"Ahmm... sir, is my cooking good?" I asked shyly. Honestly, I don't want to ask because the result is obvious. But I still want to know the answer from his lips.

It stopped chewing before looking at me.

"Your cooking is okay," he said, smiling too much at me. Ayiiieeee my cooking is okay. "So sir... can I get married?"

He frowned so I suddenly regained my smile.

"Husband? You're learning to cook just to be married?" Reyman asked.

"Po? I mean when the time comes, sir. I know more and more. I can get married." I said embarrassingly.

Drink water before standing up.

"Sir are you done?"

"Yes. Please clean up your messes before you go to bed." Reyman turned away so I was left alone.

Oh my! When will I see sir smiling? He seems really sad because he is always alone here at home. I just shook my head as I put away what he ate.

After a few hours I was not visited by sleepiness. I've been tossing and turning in bed but I can't sleep. I stood up to prepare milk first. Since I came here, I have seen more groceries in the kitchen. It looks like Sir Reyman bought that for me, because he only drinks coffee, maybe he noticed that I don't drink coffee. I also don't drink coffee, because I'm used to having milk or rice for breakfast.

When I went down I noticed that the door to a downstairs room was open. That's the room I don't open because the room is locked. I don't know why my itchy feet want to come to that room. Because the light was on, I could still hear the happy voice speaking. When I got close to the door I saw a Tv. And I got a glimpse of what was playing there, a party because there were a lot of kids playing.

I saw sir sitting on a long sofa and holding a beer. It's late, sir still drinking? What is he watching? I noticed a fun party going on. And it is this house...

"Does that mean... sir misses his past?"

"Son Reyman Happy Birthday!" greeted with a camera in hand. I drooled because I seemed to be interested in the boy with his back turned. He was crying because he looked sullen at his mother.

"Son Reyman, don't cry. Here oh! Your cake is here. Blow the candle Reyman," I stared at the TV where Reyman was slowly dizzy. But suddenly it died and I was still a little hung up.

"What are you doing here?" a baritone voice spoke from inside the room. So I looked at Sir Reyman. His face was dark as if he didn't like the peek I made.

"So-sorry sir, I'm a little thirsty so I came downstairs. I saw that this room was open so I thought I'd come over. I'm sorry if I bothered you." I'm sorry."Is this the kitchen?" he asked as he stepped closer to me. So I retreated because I felt afraid of sir.

"I-I'm sorry sir! I-I won't do it again." I turned around and was about to leave when Sir Reyman called me again.

"Affy!"

I stopped and slowly looked at him. It came closer to me and I felt a strong tremor in my chest again. Why is he staring like that?

When it got close to me it stopped with a step away from me.

"Sir?"

"Get out of the house tomorrow. Take my clothes to the laundry and wash them there. Do you understand?"

"Yes? I can do the laundry, sir, it's too bad-" I stopped when he spoke again.

"What's the waste? What did you do to my clothes? Or should I pay a small amount for a proper wash?" it's a sarcastic question.

"Po? Ahmm..." Sir's question made me think.

"Do as I command. Okay?" I just nodded before sir entered the room again and closed the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief. I've even seen a ghost. Fortunately, the ghost I saw was a handsome ghost.

On the other hand. Reyman re-watched the remaining memories of his happy family. They are still intact and there is no problem. Maybe he was ten years old when that video was taken. It was his birthday and his daddy was a little late because of work. His mommy tried to make him smile, because he was sulking because he didn't know that his dad was the one holding the cake, so Reyman was surprised when his dad suddenly arrived.

Those were his tears of joy, because of his happy birthday, because his family was still complete then.

Reyman gulped down the wine again. He misses his family. But, there was no hope of rebuilding it, because it was too late. It's too late because his mommy is gone.

THE NEXT DAY I woke up early to prepare Sir Reyman's clothes to take to the Laundry. I don't want to go out, because maybe someone will recognize me and tell me where I am. But it's not possible. Because when Reyman gets angry, I will have nowhere to stay. To be honest, I'm getting used to waking up earlier than the rooster crowing. At the same time, food was being prepared so that Sir Reyman could eat breakfast before going to work. Clean house, wash and water plants. At the height of my education, I didn't know that there was still so much I didn't know about the world. And I am very happy now because I have experienced all that. Even though my hand is all bruised. Even though my smooth body has rashes. Go anyway, I need to learn so that I can last at work.

While I was fixing my clothes, my family came to my mind again. How are dad and mommy? They must be worrying me. But I can't go home yet. Because daddy might force me to do what he wants to happen. Whoever the man is to marry me. He'll just back out because I don't want to marry him. Until I can hide. I will hide.