Bathroom Trouble

She felt so ashamed of herself that no single shroud was left on her body. It was restless for her. So she rolled her eyes to see anything around to wear on. And suddenly she remembered the bath robe. Quickly she went to get it which she hung on the wall near the shower. She thought of wearing it again. And thus could cover her naked body. There she found her phone was also in the bath robe pocket. She felt as if there was something hard and heavy inside. But when she got it, it also fell to the floor. She picked it up quickly. While Miguel was just watching her few steps away. She knew it. She sees in her peripheral view.That made her heart even more trenbled. She can't understand the excessive tension it feels like. It was as if she could no longer control herself. Fortunately her phone was not damaged. It was still lit and there were no scratches. She stared at it first and scrolled up the screen.

"What are you doing? Are you trying to call someone," Miguel asked.

She turned around sideway to the man who is talking. And the whole she thought Miguel was still naked so she closed her eyes.

"Don't you really have anything to wear? Did you came in here looking like that."

"Because you shut up your two eyes. How can you see if I'm wearing any or I'm still all no wear.

She was stunned by what she heard. Maybe she was over-reacting. So she smiled and opened her eyes again. Miguel is wearing underwear. But it was still so attractive to her eyes. She averted her eyes to other direction. To make herself at ease.

"Ah okay. At least," she smiled.

"At least what?"

Miguel shook his head. He was really only wearing underwear when he entered there. He was not aware that all such incidents would happen to the two of them.

"At least you have underwear."

Her words could not be stopped. She spoke like without restraint. Zaviah didn't prolong the conversation. She remembered what Miguel asked earlier. It was about calling someone that can help them.

"'I'm trying to find Rod's number in my contact. I wanna call him or maybe you can call him," she said.

Rod was someone she knew could help them. But she seemed didn't want to ask it too. Rod is her cousin after all but she's ashamed to say what's going on. She honestly had no idea who to call. Rod just came up on her mind. Zaviah still looking at other direction while talking. She could not bear to face the man like a model of an underwear.

"Oh yes. That's a good idea. But expect him to not come on time right away. He doesn't live here in the mansion you know that."

"Well at least someone will come to help us."

She has no other choice to choose. Rod is the only one she has a contact number. And the person whose free to enter the mansion.

"Can you come here. It's just important," Miguel said.

The phone was already attached by hand to his right ear. He was talking to Rod on the other line.

"Important? Like how important is it? I'll be there but not right away. I'm just going to finish some paperworks."

"Okay take your time. Call me again here in this number after. And please just for a favor.

Miguel couldn't tell Rod everything too. It just handed her phone.

"I'll tell him about what's really going on even with the text."

"It's up to you. I know he will us. So don't worry. Am I scary?

"I just wanted to ---"

"Yes, I know. You wanted to go out here. Relax. Go back there to the bathtub so you can have fun. And in that way you won't notice the time."

She is the only one who is so worried. While Miguel is just fine. Complacent and not disgusted. It sat sideways with her who slumped on the floor. Zaviah focused his attention on her phone. The only thing that could entertain her. Then she remembers to play music.

When you say I miss the things you do

I just wanna get back close again to you.

But for now your voice is near enough.

How I miss you, and I miss you love.

And no all the days that pass me by so slow

All the emptiness inside me flows all around

And there's no way out.

I'm just thinkin' so much of you.

There was never any doubt.

It is Air Supply song that is playing. Her favorite songs and group.Then she slowly feel the grip on her hand. She tried to remove it. But it became even more tighten.

"I'm hurting . Let go off hand," she said.

"I won't. Here's the real pain, Zav. And this crushed. You are avoiding me too much."

Miguel placed Zaviah's hand to his chest. Its pulse strong and fast. She bowed her head and cupped her face with another palm. She leaned elbow to her stomach. She wanted to avoid drama. It's not pleasant to listen to. She is terrified to hear such things. That's why she didn't want to hear any as much as she could. Especially if it comes from Miguel's mouth. She seemed to feel like it was just bullshit to hear. She recalled about their marriage. That it could make Miguel to inherent Rancho Villaverde. Her mind is closed to that. She supposed to feel like being disgusted. But apparently not. Instead she was inflamed with the strange heat. She felt the most touched to her nape. It crawled alive and awoke again to her femininity. It goes up into her ear. And it seems that it still looking for another place to stop over. She never thought that would happen again. She let Miguel touch its lips to hers. How could someone like her who also eager to feel for worldly desires can stop it? Her feminity was awakened. She remembered to wear again the bathrub. That she hung on the side of the wall near to the shower. But it also gradually fell to the floor like on its own. If she has strong self -confidence she will not be tempted. She also succumbed even more to temptation. What else would happen in their half day hoirs of waiting for them to get out.