In The House
Fried Rice

Karla had locked herself in her room for an hour. Now he can't stand the body that feels sticky. He had just woken up from his sleep, yet to completely cleanse his body. Including brushing his teeth. Her smelly breath made Karla even more impervious to herself.

With lunglai, he also prepared a dress that he would wear after bathing, including the interior.

Karla now feels stubborn to get out of the room. Her head is not strong yet, mentally not ready to meet Dhio. Karla was afraid, she would be finished off by the man. Just because Karla has soaked that guy's leg so hard.

However, Karla could not stand her body. He wanted to wash himself immediately. Now the inner debate continued on in his mind. Until he decided to get himself out of the room.

Karla took her salivation, when she opened the door of her room slightly. He peeked through the door. There's no who. Little by little Karla opened the door wider.

It turns out that there is no who. With the remaining energy, Karla stepped out her legs quickly. Both of his eyeballs were busy staking out the situation of the second floor. When he was right in front of the bathroom door. Karla came in soon.

He felt so relieved after entering the bathroom. He then kept a towel, which he did not forget to bring when he went to the bathroom.

He started to rinse his whole body. Starting from soaking his body until it ends with brushing his teeth. Karla also wrapped her body with a towel that she brought.

He also opened a little door. Look at the situation outside the bathroom. Make sure the man isn't on the second floor. Because he didn't want to, just put on a towel and was seen by the man. His two eyes swept out looking around the second floor.

There's no one who looks like him. Karla quickly, ventured herself out of the bathroom. He quickly closed the door. And put his feet as wide as possible in the direction of his room.

However, his steps stopped. When the sense of smell, smell a pleasant aroma. It looks like the man is cooking. Thought Karla, after smelling that scent.

Karla stepped back, entering her room. To coat his body with a garment. Then I looked back at what the man was cooking.

After she finished getting dressed, Karla looked at her situation through a mirror in her room. Karla immediately grabbed a comb located not far there. Slowly, he brushed his hair more or less along that shoulder.

Not to forget, he also wears facial care products. After that, he smeared his lips with lipbalm. Preventing her lips from drying out. After all, he justifies his appearance by justifying the shirt he wears.

not finished justifying its appearance, the door of the room in the ketok. "Just a moment." cried Karla from inside the room. What will the man do to her again. He quickly approached. Then open that door.

"Ga. You're outrageous." Karla rolled her eyeballs.

"But you have to take care of me. Here, eat." Dhio thrust a plate of fried rice in front of Karla. Karla quickly took over.

"Abicin, or I chopped you rich in garlic." - sweat Dhio, go back down the stairs. Karla just froze while looking at the man.

Karla closed the door to her room again. He decided to eat a plate of fried rice in front of the television. With a heart, Karla went down the stairs while carrying a plate of fried rice in her hand.

Hearing the girl's footsteps coming down the stairs. Dhio who was arranging his plate of fried rice looked towards Karla.

"Why down?"

"I want to eat while watching TV" said Karla.

However, the man quickly occupied the sofa while putting his fried rice. Prevent Karla from taking over the television that was in front of her. "This place I've booked, up there again." the man ordered by swinging his hands together. Hinted for Karla to leave.

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