UNFORGIVEN SINS

I am busy cleaning the house when suddenly a doorbell rang at our gate.

"Cinyla, open it first, maybe my guest is already there," said mama from the kitchen, while I am in the living room sweeping.

"Yes mommy," I replied.

I finished sweeping first because it was so close and put it aside. Because it's still morning but mama has a visitor right away. I don't know who is that, maybe our near relatives.

Shit!

"Good morning milady," a handsome man in front of me said sweetly. His skin is white and his height is tall. He has a dimple on both sides of his cheek so when he smiles, every woman will fall in him.

But all of that is just a weird imagination. Stop thinking, Cinyla.

"Good morning too. Who are they? I said with a smile.

Maybe he just got lost in our village but my mom said he is a guest here, or maybe he is literally our relative or my mom's friend of mine.

"Oh, there you are, BenChua.Just come inside, I have already cooked our lunch. Join us!" mama said happily.

"Cinyla, join him in the kitchen." She commanded so I stopped thinking of anything and focus on the things that I need.

"Yes mom," I said as I accompanied BenChua in our kitchen area. But while we are walking I was thinking about his name.

Liked really? I found it so suspicious about his name, imagine in one name there are two. His name is BenChua and I can say that his parents' brains are really fat. I almost laughed at what I thought.

I don't know if I'm assuming or deliberately true? He also thinks straight. I hope I'm wrong because his looks are annoying.

"Are you okay? I'm sorry? You can ask me if you want," he said seriously.

I first looked at him for about 10 seconds not because I was overwhelm or anything. But because I thought carefully about whether I should respond to his question correctly or rather I should just despise him.

But in the end, I just really got the answer. "Yeah, I'm okay! Don't worry, BenChua."

He smiled until we reached the kitchen. I sat it down and took care of it. Hays! Why am I taking care of him? It must be Mark, my boyfriend. Honestly, at this point, mama knew nothing of our relationship. Mark has been my boyfriend for almost 2 years. Before I graduated high school I had already awarded him my sweet yes.

He is worth it to be loved because Mark is really faithful to me but I can't say yet because his mom is my mom's best friend. Besides that there are enemies, Mark and I are the ones who are stuck or will be experienced the trouble. We both know about this, but how long will it be like this?

"Cinylaaaaa!" mama shouted.

It turns out that the water in BenChua's glass is spilling. I didn't even notice what I was thinking about Mark. Ugh! My fault because my mind is totally thinking about anything, again and again.

"Sorry BenChua." I hurriedly wiped him.

"It's okay don't think too much of me," he said proudly.

I almost hit him with the way he looked. He didn't know that I had a boyfriend. Besides, I have no intention of hitting him. I'm loyal, duh! He can't seduce me. Whatever!

"H-ha? What are you doing ha?! You're not of my type you I ha- ..." I immediately cut off what I was going to say because I might slip. It's not that I'm not proud of my boyfriend, Mark. I'm just not really ready to say it right away.

And because maybe what else can I say, it's good that mama just spoke so I sat down so we could eat.

"Oh BenChua, you just ate a lot huh? Cinyla will come with you to your room later," she said while mama was still looking at me.

"Mom?!" I said annoyed because I don't want to be with this clingy and weird man anymore.

"Cinyla! Just do what I told you to do. You'll just go with him to our guestroom and after that, then give him to rest and leave. Another thing is to give him the duplicate key," mama said seriously.

I just nodded and my lips pout, because I don't want to accompany this man, but I need. Ugh! My day makes him ruined. I hate it! I don't where he is from but mama said he is our guest without further explanation. Even though he is handsome, I have no intention of liking him or what.

We just ate and tried to calm ourselves. It's embarrassing for him. Who is he? And why does he need to sleep with us? Hays! It would have been annoying after that, but later I will talk to my man so that this anger will be gone and it might lose the bad vibes I feel.

"Hey, beautiful? Are you okay? Are you angry with me?" he asked.

I raised my eyebrows because I think this man is joking. He is running out of patience. Does he care if I'm not okay or I'm disgusted? Hays! It will be better if he leaves now! "I'm okay, just focus on yourself," I said seriously.

I just try to remove any bad vibes that I have and try to be formal with this special guest.

"Oh, before anything else BenChua, this is my daughter Cinyla, she will accompany you so that later you can rest," she said gently.

"Yes, miss! Thank you so much!" he replied.

Fortunately, I finished eating as well. And this crazy guy just smiles and thinks you won the lottery.

"You're too formal, BenChua. Just called me auntie okay?" my mom added.

"Oh sure, auntie! Thank you for the food. It's so delicious!" he said happily that it was as if he was just flattering.

"Oh my gosh, it's okay. Rest in your room, Cinyla will take care of you. Daughter, you'll take care of him, huh? Don't be rude to him, I will just do something." mama reminded.

I just nodded in her agreement. I can't do anything but follow my mom. Even though I'm nervous about this man, I also feel the madness with him.

He is just a guest, why do I need to feel this way? Okay, he is just nothing and a normal guest. No need to worry, calm down yourself!

GUESTROOM

We are currently here in the guest room because I accompanied him to his temporary resting place. I hope he's only here for a while because I don't what him to stay for too long. He will be ruined every day, and I don't be mad anymore. I'll try my best to approach him.

"This is going to be your room. Are you okay with that?" I asked while I looked around because it was actually clean. My mom, clean this just for him huh?

"All right, just rest! If you need anything, just know on the left door. It is my room. I'm leaving," I said goodbye and nodded.

When I came out, I felt relief and I let out a deep sigh.

What do you have and you're so attractive?

CINYLA POV

I woke up because of the loud growl I was letting out.

"Ugh! That's enough!"

"Uhm..." my weak moan.

Until I finally woke up because it was all a dream. Hays! Thanks, God! Honestly, I am so tired and annoyed yesterday, I forgot to eat dinner because I also really didn't want to talk with him, rather I choose to rest in my room. Besides, I can't contact my boyfriend so probably I just keep myself chill so I sleep early.

Until I thought of getting up and cleaning my bedroom. I felt hungry, so I did nothing but go out of my room. I'm starving, hays! It's up to me not to pay attention to him. Even though there is a part of me that becomes proud, I chose to just swallow it, I'm simply wearing it now, simple pajamas and a t-shirt.

As I comb my long hair, suddenly there was a knock on my door. I let go of who it was because I was about to finish combing, and maybe it was just my mother. But there was no voice and at the last knock, I approached the door.

And I didn't expect what I saw, it was amazing puck 8 abs crossed in front of me, I mean this man- BenChua. "Good morning, lady, let's have breakfast," he asked seductively.

I don't know if I will answer or just ignore him. But I feel strange now, and I totally feel hot and my cheeks were becoming red.

"Can you dress up now?!" I said and try to hide my eyes using my hand. It is early morning and I will be seen that kind of yummy body. Ugh! Stop thinking, Cinyla! You have a boyfriend.

"Don't you want to see my 8-pack abs? It's more attractive, huh!" he said proudly in my front.

I just really raised an eyebrow at his look. He thought he was really handsome, huh? We'll he's right but I don't want to say it because he will become arrogant. Also, my eyes, want to see his damn abs, I hate this I become more sinner.

"You know, Mr. BenChua, I don't care if you have 8-pack abs! Don't worry, I'm going to eat because I'm already hungry!" I shouted in his face, slammed my door shut, and was coming down. I walked down our stairs, a series of deep breaths that I did. Not because of a while ago scene, but I just really walked inside to stab that man.

He's annoying! He just arrived yesterday but why does it seem like something strange, the impact on me is different immediately.

"Oh, you're already there, daughter. Come! Let's eat! Wait, why didn't you go with Ben Chua, I mean BenChua?" my mom asked consciously. "Also, I remember me, the boy was always worried about you last night because you didn't have dinner. Why don't you call him? So, we can eat together. "

I almost drowned because my Mother wanted me to go up just to get that scream! Annoying, huh? You thought the prince needed to be fetched. But wait, is it true what Mother said she was worried about? Is what I heard correct?

"Why are you so stupid? Call me!" Mother shouted for me to wake up to the fact that I was stunned.

"Yes, mom!" I responded quickly and stood up. I was about to go up, but I saw a man wearing a fitted black shirt. Damn! His perfect body.

"Good Morning, Aling Talia! I'm here, Hi Cinyla!" It feels like nothing happened before. Always really in a good mood?

"Oh my gosh, good morning. Good, and you're coming down. Oh, go ahead, let's eat, I've already prepared our breakfast." My Mother cheered, and she took her place in the middle.

Two years after my Father disappeared, Mother sat in the middle. It's still lonely, but somehow, we've received it all. But the events that I do not want to remember are still fresh in my mind.

"All right, let's eat."

"Thank you!"

"Cinyla, please bring the hot dog to Ben."

"Cinyla!" Mother's shout made me conscious. "Yes, mother! Here it is." I handed Ben the dish. It even made me laugh. "Are you okay?" he asked.

"Hey kid, are you okay?" Mother added, causing me to respond immediately, "Yes, I'm fine." I gripped the fork tightly and stabbed the hot dog in front of me. This man makes me very angry.

I just ate and let my mother and the man with us talk. I just nodded, I ate and ate because I was hungry until ...

"Son, the water please!"

He gives me one glass of water because I was blinded by the food.

I grabbed a glass of water because in the middle of my enjoyment of the meal I was still dazed. I didn't notice that I was so annoyed in front of me that I was sucking one after another. Mother also patted me to speed up the relief of my feelings, but I was still gradually depressed.

"Be careful, Vinyl! I'm nervous about you." Mother's sermon when I wake up.

"Okay mom, I'm sorry." My only response and I just bowed down because of my stupidity.

"Thanks for the food, I'll just do the washing." The man in front of me replied. He is supposed to take care of the washing.

I smiled because finally someone took the initiative and I could rest from my work.

"No sir, leave my son there. Just rest." Mother replied while looking at me as if I knew what I had to do.

But I was stubborn and disgusted with the man in front of me. So, I said, "All right Mom, Ben will take care of the washing. He presented, I'll do the cleaning, so he doesn't think I have nothing to do!" I can bear the explanation.

"Yes, we will take care of your daughter Aling Talia." He added that my blood was boiling. Mother smiled and said, "Okay, thank you. I'll rest in the living room first, huh? Son, help Ben, huh?" At the same time look at me sharply as if I should help and guard the visitor.

I just gave Mom a forced smile and nodded. But even if the two of us were going to take a nap, he would still do the washing. Ben and I are now the only ones in the kitchen. I also put all the wash in the sink, so he could start.

He approached the sink and started until he proposed to me. "Thanks, Cinyla, can you put an apron on me, so I can't get wet, okay?" I even raised an eyebrow at his request, but I was able to answer right away.

"There it is, oh, kindly wash your hands!" I said annoyed and was about to go up when the madman suddenly sneezed.

"All right, I understand," he said.

I was still hesitant but continued because of Mother's shouting. "Son, help Ben."

Even though I am totally mad because of this matter, still I need to calm down and be good to him. So, I approached him politely and put an apron on him. And I accidentally touched his abs. "S-Sorry..." I explained, but the man just smiled badly.

"It's okay, thanks!" It winked and the washing started. I thought he was going to bother me but he still focused on what he was doing. And as he stood, I couldn't take my eyes off his posture.

"Did you need something or do you want to touch it again?"

"H-Ha?"

He washed his hand and approached me. I felt a great pounding in my heart.

"Would you like to touch again?"

I was devastated by what he said, but his voice was captivating. I pushed him and climbed to the top.

And in those times, I no longer knew what had happened. I took a deep breath but I could still feel his presence.

And my mind told me again his last phrase, do you want to touch it again?

CINYLA POV

UGH! I can't concentrate on what I'm doing now. He is annoying ha?! because that man has been confusing my mind since he entered our house. In addition, my heart was beating faster, as if horses were running at high speed.

I was caught in my heart. "Heart, can you calm down first? I know you're just shocked but he doesn't suit you!" My mind screamed. I just chose to pick up my guitar. It's Saturday so I don't have a job because the office is often only open from Monday to Friday.

I sat in my favorite red chair near my working and study area, touched it first, and thought of something to sing. I love music and when I'm not doing anything I play, or I often choose to write songs just for fun. I also didn't fulfill my dream then, since my father passed away, I chose to just claim my talent.

It's sad but how do I get started? If on the very day I pursue my plans I have lost my special supporter and inspiration -my father.

I stopped strumming, and let go of my guitar. I saw a picture of Dad and me in a nearby cabinet. This is the time when I was still in college, we often sang and played. It's funny to think of those days, it's nice to go back to every rhythm that is formed and the lyrics that are sung.

"Well, I'm missing you. I'm sorry I can't continue my dream, huh? I don't know how anymore, why-" I couldn't continue what I was going to say next because I felt a wet liquid coming out of both sides my eyes. I hugged Dad's picture and let out a series of sobs.

Dad...

In the midst of my embrace of grief, I was startled to turn the door and open it permanently.

I didn't even bother to fix my face, because this man didn't even tell me. "Trendy knock!" I said this angrily and stood up but I still kept adjusting myself.

I also put my guitar on the bed. "Are you crying? Are you okay?" This question follows.

I was still swallowed by saliva even though I was having a hard time because I had just cried, but I didn't want to make it public and I didn't want him to think I was weak.

"W-It's nothing. I'm just okay."

I was about to be taken out of my room but he took my right hand and hugged me. "Take it out, I'll listen. I'm here, I'll sympathize with you." During those times I almost turned to ice because I stayed in front of him, I did not hug but my shoulder fell completely. I also couldn't estimate the heavy luggage I was carrying, it overflowed and exploded.

I sobbed one after another, I also cried for him, and the liquid from my nose and eyes wet his clothes.

"S-Sorry..."

But he just tapped me and handed me a handkerchief that I don't know where it came from but I used it too. What is this man doing? It's still too late, but I really appreciate what he did today. Why do I see him so wrong?

"Come on, it's not your thing to cry. I'm not in your position to say this but I know you can do it." He smiled and kept patting my back as if to say that it was okay but it was okay to cry.

I was devastated, I was just carried away by the emotion of the fact that I remembered my dreams for Dad. I know that Mother is still there, but you are still different and she is still the reason and will suddenly disappear.

"T-Thank you," I said sparingly.

"Nothing, I know you're annoyed because I suddenly came in. I'm just worried, go ahead and rest. Next time we'll bond, wait, you're playing the guitar?" His smiling response made me look at my guitar, of course, I won't be in. This cobra really wants to get close to me. I just took away what I was thinking about him.

I just replied, "Sure! Yes. Ben, thank you again huh? I'll just wash your handkerchief. I'm sorry to bother you." I explain.

"Nothing. Don't do that to you, it's like you remember me when you cry." It winked as if teasing and was about to pay attention.

"Oh wait, it's just a joke. I'm just making you smile, Cinyla. I'll go to my room; rest then don't forget my request that we jam next time." He smiled broadly and left my room. The door closed while I was sitting on my bed. I was touched by my heart; I could hear the speed of its beat again.

"Cinyla?" Its call to action caused me to stand up and look out the door.

"W-why?" I stammered in response.

"Can I borrow your guitar? Wait a minute, it's boring in the room." Please do this.

I didn't have to pick up my guitar and hand it to him. His beautiful smile faded, causing me to be swallowed up in no time. He took the guitar from me and by accident, he grabbed my hand. "Thank you!"

But he did not pay attention to it but he just chose to leave.

I was left speechless and let him walk into his room. "I'll just come back later!" He shouted.

But I remained a statue at the door until a few seconds later I also woke up. I close my eyes because of the intense scene because I feel like I'm standing there. I slapped both of my cheeks to back in reality. "Cinyla, that's enough! Wake up!" I shouted to myself.

Then I woke up, and I saw on my bed a handkerchief he had given me last night. I stared at it. I smelled it and the scent, like expensive perfume or fabric conditioner that was used. I opened it and I didn't expect what I saw.

Mr. Montevilla... wait, this is my father's surname.