CHAPTER SEVEN : BARE

After a week staying here in Gomes’ house. I slowly get myself used to chores that they’ve ordered me to do so. Since that mess I obtained weeks ago, I realized something that also come up to change the situation between me and Carx. He’s been nagging me through texts, but unable to reached me out in person even we’re crossing our paths in some corner of their house. When I am also cleaning, I could spot him lingering around. Pretending that it was all coincidence, but I assume he was intentionally doing that for the sake to bother my day.

I was also seen making a converse with Carx, since the day we talked outside the gate, in the living room, outside maiden’s room, and also to garage. He was spotted to see bringing the purchase that only maids are obliged to do. But how gentleman Carx is, right? But it is not the right time to praise his human being after he really pulled me to harmful situation.

My parents didn’t even know that I was having a very hard experience as stay-in worker and housekeeper of this huge house. I have to roam everywhere, wipe the railings, swept off the dusts through window, mop the floor, clean the toilets, and collect withered leaves in front yard. These things make me feel the edge of exhaustion. I could feel continuous drip of my sweat coming from my forehead. I’ve got acnes for days since I started cleaning the second floor. I just thought of having easy household chores to manage her. Not even realizing that this house was spacious, and huge. It took up to three floors to reach the highest part of their almost called shopping mall, for me.

After I finished cleaning the living room and arranging the magazines under this transparent glass table. I accidentally touched Carx hands when he was also trying to reach for the Boutique Magazine to read. I don’t know if this was either intentional or a case to make me annoy. But I seem to find this situation not coincidence when he suddenly plastered a smiling face. He’s been here all day, it’s not even a weekend already. Today’s Friday, and he’s urge to attend practice for their graduation. But what he was doing is to behave in hypocrisy. How hilarious!

“Haven’t your dad told you to go to your practices?” I asked, couldn’t help to get impatient to his presence around this house. It’s so peace to have myself alone in this living room to fulfill my duty getting off the dust from hanging cabinets. Yet I couldn’t able to do that when he’s casually sitting to the couch while devilishly grinning.

“No?” He asked acting confused and sound stupid. He can’t just answer me in a teasing tone. He really makes me boil my blood in my head. “Try to look this one,” he said and tried to show me the page he just flipped. He look to me when I didn’t bother following him. He stood up and opened the book after he fold it a bit. He innocently approached me and spread the magazine. I was shock to see that he was looking to a swimwear for ladies. I struck him by my hands across his chest. He groaned by that swift move. He just laughed at me and grin. “The red one was hot,” he added.

“Pervert!” I shouted and left him there.

“I’m not. I didn’t even watch any sexual scenes before—”

“Now? You’re watching them already aside from reading books, don’t you?” I debated with him when he’s obviously stating the fact of being clean and not watching nor imagining stuffs like that as men? Is he being ignorant? I didn’t find him pious or whatsoever.

“Excuse me? How about you? Have you watched it already?” He asked, threatening me to lie huh?

“Of course I do! Curiousity happens. And that’s intelligence,” I blurted out and rolled my eyes after I have turned my back off.

“It’s lewd! And you’re pleasuring yourself, aren’t you?” He asked while still smirking. He really tried to test my patience of everything. I heaved a sigh and didn’t bother to answer. I’ve got the chance to have him away from his seat. Thus, I’ve got the chance to step on the leaning back of the couch. I reached for hanging cabinet. But then I suddenly startle after realizing Carx was under me and was also looking to me. And, obviously, he might seen my short under this skirt! I jump off to detach from climbing before it’s too late.

But, everything gets more worse when my skirt slid up and now showing the bare part of my thighs. I quickly pushed it down and stand up. “I find a. . . cockroach. I-I worried that it might bite me—”

“You wear shorts? Or undies?” I couldn’t stop to pushed him due an embarrassment. He laughed when he saw me panicking. “I’m not trying to sound harassing you. But you wear too short. Some boys might think you’re only wearing undies whenever you wear skirts.” He began to plastered serious aura in his face and look at me with something inexplicable.

“It’s none of your business—”

“I’ll ask for your permission. Will you attend to my graduation?” He asked. And I feel being stuck in a mirage after sorting out reasons of why he suddenly inviting me to his graduation day when he have his parents himself? He was just teasing me earlier, and this is what he actually intend to ask? Going to his graduation day?

“If your parents allow me, sir.” I laughed when I realized that it’s impossible to have their approval attending his special day. Lucky he is to graduate in private schools for over two decades. He even grew up there and learned a lot of things as well. It’s just a great feeling I guess to have a chance meeting random people with rich estate and relieved background. I find myself in amidst of low scale, measuring my might, it wasn’t enough to meet good expectations as well. “They’ll definitely not. Just embrace yourself—”

“You have me,” he said and winked afterwards. I suddenly feel how my heart was beating so fast the moment he darted his eyes on me and showing his absolute determination, that it will be. I feel so honored, and also special. He really treating me both extra and ordinary. He did bare his very sweet side. I just hope, I can have a man in my life like him. Have an extreme sense of humor, positive trait, comfortable to talk do, and able to have fun with. I just got to reminisce the moment that if I was just his girlfriend. He’ll definitely have a trip with me somewhere else.

If could got the chance. But, Carx only means for this as friendly thing. He’s pure and expected to be in different types of relationship. I could depict their images as gorgeous, party-goer, been in bars, tried to check in hotels, dinner at expensive restaurants, and also meet a lot of luxurious objects. “Why are you asking me for this?” I asked while still looking straight to his eyes. I just found out he have that hazel brown eyes. Curved eyelashes and a very mint-scented mouth. He’s attractive and really hygienic. He looked down at me and licked his lips then bit the lower part.

“You have good curves and bare skin. You can fit in the dress I create,” he said that make me knitted my brows. He’s a fashion designer? For real? I feel losing my self-esteem when I know what something that flawed my body. It’s having a lot of moles everywhere. “Won’t you mind if you’ll wear that dress for me?”

“You can have your girlfriend to wear it—”

“I don’t have,” he sound pleading.

“Ex-girlfriend then,” I abruptly answered and shrugged my shoulders. “You can even have her as your model. And, she’ll be honored to have you as her designer.”

He tried to show to me the sampled swimwear he showed me earlier. It was not that a bikini but the most exposed part was the thighs. He traced every part of the model’s body on image. “The upper part will be covered with laces, or a thin cloth the same color to your skin tone. And I have also make a shortest part to below of the dress. Where your thighs can be exposed. I’ll be glad if you will. You would look rich wearing that—”

“You have to at least let Mia to try it,” said Magna who just suddenly popped up entering the living room. “She also have great body figure, sir. I suggest.” I feel getting my self-esteem more lower. Magna just recommended someone that she thinks will fit the best version for his design.

“Who’s Mia? Was that your sisters?” I inserted and look to Carx as well who make a glance to every part of my body. Till he met my stares.

“His girlfriend. They’re either broken up or secretly having a relationship also,” said Magna, while trying to have this conversation normal to mention buried secrets to someone.

“Enough.” Carx left us that makes my heart to feel intimidation again. He really felt so devastated about that forsaken love he have kept in himself for years, I guess? I couldn’t believe how this Magna easily dragging someone’s name impermissibly. I wonder if how he is?