Chapter 4

Uhmm ... how long will you keep me here? "Isy asked shyly. "As long as you want. Come, sit here with your feet wet," he said. "Do you have an appointment tomorrow?" She asked here. 'Yes! "What time?" "Eight o'clock, but at seven o'clock I'm leaving." Response to this. "Ehh ... what time do you come home?" He asked again. "I'm here at eleven o'clock," he replied. "Okay PO. Just a question, what do you usually eat in the morning?" "I don't eat rice in the morning; bread, coffee, eggs, hotdogs. That's all I eat most often." Marshal's response and all is, I note. "Okay thanks." By the time they entered their respective rooms, it was time to go to bed and Daisy was getting a good rest. Because her bed is wide and it is still soft. Unlike them, his sister's bed is a double bed. The next day Isy woke up early to get Marshall ready for breakfast. She carefully went to the kitchen so that the young man would not wake up. He cooked fried eggs and he boiled them as well of water, then she set the table. She put this sliced ​​bread on the plate and he also put a cup. When he finished setting the table, she cleaned the whole living room. Marshall’s exit was perfect he was done with all the work. "Good morning!" Isy said. "Good morning tool. Why do you wake up so early?" He asked here. "I used to wake up early," he said. "Wow!" Marshall smiled when he saw the table ready for breakfast. He sat down and Isy quickly took the hot water and poured it into the cup. "Thank you!" Smiling Marshall said he obviously liked what it was doing. "Come with me," Isy offered and sat down. Until they finished eating and Marshall helped him with the shuffle. "What do you want to when I came back home?" Marshall asked. "Even without it, it's important that you get home safe." She replied. "Byee!" Marshall said goodbye and kissed Isy on the cheek and the pregnant woman was shocked. But she did not interpret that. "Bye ... be careful." "Okay." Byee ... baby. " Marshall said Isy's one -month -old belly was slightly numb WHILE Marshall was away, she tidied up his room and even wiped the floor with all the clutter. When he finished cleaning, he washed Marshall's dunning garnishes. There is an automatic washing machine inside of Marshall's bathroom but the problem is she doesn't know how to use it. So what she did was she just handed over the laundry and caused his hand to hurt. But Isy doesn't stop, because for her they are just small wounds and they heal easily. But the wound of his heart is uncertain when it will heal. When she finished doing his laundry, she cooked lunch with Marshallat with pickled chicken and corn soup. "It's a good thing I know how to cook and somehow helped me. Mama is right that everything she teaches us and my sister will be of use to us when the time comes in case we are in someone else's house." She whispered and couldn't stop crying because she thought of her mother's sermon that everything was right. "Forgive me Ma, Pa." He said in a low voice. At exactly eleven o'clock Marshall arrived and the table was ready. At that time Isy was inside of her room and lying down and because Marshall had a key so she didn’t ring the doorbell anymore. He carefully opened the door because he did not want to disturb the visitor. "Wow!" He smiled again, when he saw the table with food ready. He looked around and was pleased because it was so clean the whole place. lsy? ”he called enthusiastically. "Yes PO?" Isy replied and she quickly got up. "Hi!" Marshall greeted him and kissed him on the cheek again. "How's your studies?" She asked with a smile. "Good!" His short reply was, 'l ummm ... it's Isy. Here I will greet you with fruits and more. I also bought you for your personal needs. "He said here. "Oh! You shouldn't have bothered Marshall, b-maybe your allowance is low." He remembers. "It's Okay ... Isy. I still have a little to save." He replied. He opened Marshall's greeting to him. "What is this?' He asked because he didn't know what it was. "That's Cross Stitch so if you're not doing anything here, this is what you do for fun." He stated. "Thank you really for that." "How is baby?" He asked cheerfully. "She's okay." Its smiling response. As Marshall bent down he saw Isy's red hand and it had small wounds so he immediately touched it and looked at it. "What happened here?" Astonishment he asked. "Ah ... it's gone." He replied with a worry smile and immediately withdrew his hand. "What's wrong ?! There is oh!" He said and took her hand again. "Ummm ... I washed the laundry and Your bed sheet and I'm sorry I'm interfering. "He said with a bow. "Oh ... really? Anyway thank you! But I hope you didn't touch the washing machine unside of my bathroom." Smiling Marshall replied that he was obviously happy with what he was doing. "00 '... I saw it but I don't know how to use it. "Let me teach you but you can not do that because there is a washerman who goes to the clitoris every Saturday and he also cleans." He explained Ummm ... don't send him here, I'll do everything so that I can at least reciprocate your help. "She said "Isy, I helped you because my heart is easy for you, I didn't help you just to make you an assistant here." “I know that, but just let me go Marshall. I'm happy with what I'm doing. " "Okay! You said that! Let's eat." Marshall said as he dragged the pregnant woman. When they had finished eating and retiring, Marshall called Isy. "Why?" He responded when he got closer. "Sit down clito and I'll heal your wound." . She sat down next to her, Marshall took his hand and placed it on his thigh, at the same time he wiped with ointment cream

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