Chapter 7

Tok ... tok ... tok ...

"Miss, may I come in? "Asked David before breaking in.

"Yes! "The voice from inside answered.

David slightly bent his legs and then pushed the knob with his elbows. Even though it felt a little difficult because his hand was holding the tray, in the end the door opened.

David, come in. His eyeballs have yet to meet the young lady's beauty. It took about three steps before the beautiful girl was seen combing her hair in front of the mirror.

"Where do you want it, miss?"

"You can put it on the table. "July pointed to a forty-five-inch [45 cm] square table that was on the red carpet.

After David put the tray on the table, of course he was eager to get out. But unfortunately, the young lady said no.

"Eat with me," asked July later.

Pin the hair back in a hairpin, then July stood up. Wagging on her perfumed nightgown, she quickly approached the dinner table.

"Sit down," commands July.

David, who stood up with his arms clenched, finally sat down. Hesitant and a little nervous. During the month we worked here, July never really got to talk to David. Especially since you're sitting this close, it would have never occurred to David.

"Have you eaten? "Ask July. One bite of rice got into his mouth.

David nodded. "Yes, miss, the grave was with mara and the others."

Still chewing, July says, "who's mara?"

David then smiled bitterly. Mara had been working in this mansion for a year before David was here, how could July not know? "Wait a minute! could it be that July doesn't even know who I am? " David thought.

"Of course the servants in this house," replied David. July just plain o-shaped mouth.

Busily back with dinner, July continued to bribe for bribe until there was only one spoon left. In front of him, David just stole a glance watching how his young lady was enjoying dinner.

Her ovul-shaped face, her dainty chin with slightly cubby cheeks and a swollen nose. Then a switch to two feathery eyes, plus a thick eyebrow like a crescent. Anyone who looks will be immediately impressed. And look! Slit in her lower lip, makes this girl look very sexy.

"My goodness!" David reflected in his heart. David immediately shuddered. Knocking on the temple so the wacky thoughts would disappear.

"What's wrong with you? "July's question made David stop his ridiculous act. While July sneaks, it seems David grimaced instead.

While in the kitchen ….

"Whats wrong with you? "Asked one of the friends who worked as a waiter as well. "Are you jealous?"

The one he was talking to was silent and yet, it was clearly written on his face that he was angry. Doing the dishes with grusa-grusu and then his sullen lips, signaling he was carrying something.

Halting through the table, her friend ica asked again, "Do you like David?"

The clatter of dishes with the rack was heard loud in the ear. Mara was arranging plates in a hurry to make items touched by her hands immediately drum out.

"Hei Mara!"

"Shut up!" At mara. Mara looked wide-eyed afterward and turned again as she had switched views.

Finishing setting plates and glasses, mara walked to the back. Mara went to her room without saying anything to ica that she had not finished her task.

"Why is he so angry?" Ica asked herself. Her shoulders lifted with her lips drawn thinly.

"Who's angry?"

"Eh! Damn it! "

The husky voice startled Ica. David stood behind Ica with an empty tray of plates and glasses.

After placing the tray in the sink, David then reached for a clean glass, poured water from the teapot and drank it until it ran out.

"Who's angry? "David asked again after he had finished one glass of water.

"Mara," Ica answered. Unwillingly, after washing ica's hands, she scurried away.

"Mara was angry? why? "David murmured in solitude. Shrug it off and then walk out of this luxurious palace.

While in the room, the angel whom the servant had just left behind was now leaning against the wall of the bed. A pillow on his knee, his legs twisted. Her two hands seemed to be supporting a photo album.

Turning over the front page, it shows how cute it is to start a love trip with a man. It happened in the upper middle class. Weave a love uniformed in gray white, which must finally run aground when graduation arrives. Left with false trickery in the black ink on each of his white uniforms.

-(Will you marry me?) Once the sound of the writing was close to the white sheet on the back. Unfortunately, they're just fake scribblings. As the crowd passed, it was also the image of the man whom July admired disappeared along with the wind in the school's current vacancy.

It just happened three years ago.

Hoping to find a replacement, so July got it. The tall, tall man figure with a thin beard around his chin, came bringing a million charms. Sure, the July of the day was a solitary one without an even love, a man named Alex managed to tear her heart out. July fell in her arms.

A year goes by, who would know if disappointment came flooding back. A greater disappointment and destruction. Abandoned on the eve of the wedding, July is the last thing she expected.

Fucking shit!

BRAK!

The album hit the wall.

Another album that had been at her side had now been torn apart by rapid hand movements. Passing every sheet tucked into thin plastic, tossing against the ceiling until they fell over the bed.

"Bad guy! "Again he shouted throughout the room. Its voice echoed loudly Shouting black at the sinking of the night.

"Do all men really have the same traits?" Ask July on the air.

Her body bent down, crawled down the bed. When his feet hit the floor, July stood up. Walked toward the rack with silvery, then squatted in front of it. The hand pulled the drawer open, and July forced the whole load to fall to the floor.

July stood up and walked toward the cubicle next to the dresser. Stooped down and grabbed a medium-sized box. After reaching the clasp of his hand, July returned again to the clutter in front of the rack.

"I'm going to throw away all about you. You don't deserve my love." July put all the items that a man named alex had given her in a box.

Everything about that man is not worth remembering. Although it's overwhelming and you haven't completely lost it, July will try. Trying to forget all the memories for a year with Alex.

All in the box, now that July grabs the black tape. Glue it onto a box flap full of stuff, really tight. July stood up, and then slammed the box over to the side of the exit.

By tomorrow, all that memorizing stuff will be gone in the flames without having July to look back.

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