CHAPTER VIII

Sunny

"You can rest for an hour and do it later. We are not rushing you to finish this house in one go," He explains. "Just rest or not clean this floor at all. We don't force someone to do it that fast since we know ourselves that the house was too big." He added.

That made me delighted. "Will you still pay my grandma whole?" I asked back.

Of course, I need to make sure of her benefits first. I don't want to disappoint my grandma. It was the first time I did something big for her. Let me repeat. I want to make her proud. I don't mind cleaning the house if they pay me well. Do they know that money is a good motivator? Now they know!

"Yeah, so do not worry about it. You can take a seat for a while." he answered back.

After hearing him, I sat on the floor after hearing what he said. "I am so tired. There's no way one person can clean this alone. Is this house for real? How could the housekeeper clean something like this? If I was working in a place like this, I think I'll get skinny as time pass by." I muttered.

"Hey! Do not sit on the floor. We still have vacant couches to sit on! Were you afraid I would do what I did a while ago?" Mavin, the pervert, said worriedly after seeing me sitting on the floor. "I told you that I am not a pervert! I just got excited by your smell, okay? Are we clear? You have to remember that, and I don't do bad things to anyone unless they hurt me." Mavin said, explaining his side.

I turned to him. "Why would you go and smell people you don't even know? If you did that anywhere, they would think you were a pervert," I also explained. "I smack you more than ten times, and you still don't appear hurt. That made me think that you have a bad motive toward me. You can't blame me." I added.

"He has not gone out ever since we moved here. That explains why he is like that. He is starting to get crazy." Steven added, almost mocking his brother.

"I have not gone out for ages for correction," Mavin corrected. "I told you that you smell nice. That is a compliment, a way of my compliment. Why do you have to take it badly? Don't you like hearing a compliment from someone? I don't usually tell people they smell good, so be thankful." he asked.

"How can I like that when I am bathing in my sweat? How can I smell good after that? I know myself." I retorted. "I can even smell myself already. So hearing a compliment that I smell good after cleaning feels like an insult." I added.

"You do not smell bad." Steven commented.

I turned to him. "Do you guys have any problems with smelling?" I pouted. "You need to get it checked now." I told them and smelled myself a little.

How can they say that when I am fully aware of myself? They just do not want me to get embarrassed. No one will smell good after cleaning. 

"Trust me, if you smell bad, we will definitely tell you about it," Mavin said. "We are pretty sensitive about the smell. If we tell you that you smell good, take the compliment because if we smell you bad, we will definitely make fun of you." he added.

I smelled myself again. Maybe I don't really smell that bad to them. At least to them, I smell good. "Then, can I change my shirt for a while?" I asked them. They both nodded, so I headed to the storage room. "Hey! That is not the way to the comfort room!" I heard someone yell.

"It's okay! I can change in a second as long as there is a room." I yelled back.

I changed my shirt inside the storage room. I made sure to wipe myself with a clean towel to remove the bad smell a little. I brought my bag as well when I came back to the sala. Living here is so lonely just by looking at these two brothers.

"Are you guys living here alone?" I asked them and received a nod back. 

"Why are you living in such a big house when the two of you are the only people here?" I asked again. "My grandma told me that only you are living here. Your house is far from the neighbors too. How will you ask for help if you need a hand from other people? It would be best to choose a place where you have neighbors. And your house is too big. Too big for the two of you, and you don't even know how to clean the house."  I added.

This is too much for just two people. They can live in a one-story house rather than this.

"So, how did you know about my brother?" Mavin asked back, changing the topic.

Maybe they do not want to share it for now. We just met today, and it is not appropriate. "We're classmates," I explained. "You should have told your brother a while ago." I told Steven.

"I don't want to." he answered.

I looked back to Mavin. He was shrugging his shoulders off. I guess Steven is also not talkative with his family. I thought he did not like us. That is why he talks like that to us at school, but it seems he is like this to everyone. But that's much better than being ignored because he doesn't like us at all.

"We live here because our parents said so," Mavin answered my question afterward. "They were the ones who chose this place, and Steven liked the house because he said it's away from many people. You know how much he doesn't want to interact with other people." he added.

It looks like he is just interested in why I know his brother. "Then, you should not have accepted my grandma's housekeeper application here. Cleaning your three-story house will make her sick. I went here in place of her because she is sick." I explained.

"Your Grandma is kind." Steven replied.

"Yeah, she makes good food every time she is here. That is the reason why we accepted her. We both can't cook, you know." Mavin added.

"What?!" I answered with my eyes widened. "How are you guys eating every day?" I asked and looked at them from head to toe to see if they were skinny or what.

"We usually order our food online." Steven replied.

"You should have hired a person who could cook for the both of you. You can hire two or more people who can take care of the house and your food." I reasoned out.

"We are not allowed to do that," Steven replied. "The condition we had from our parents was to live alone and do things ourselves, aside from cleaning." he added.

"And as you can see, this little brother of mine is afraid of people. He hates interacting with others and is uncomfortable with other people." Mavin shared. "As his best older brother, I will do what he is comfortable. I don't want him to cry." He added, teasing his brother, making Steven glare at him.

"So, have you eaten something today?" I asked again.

They both shake their heads. "We only had pizza for our breakfast. We plan to order at the fine restaurant, but we don't know how. Steven does not want to go outside and ask or buy anything for us." Mavin complained about his brother.

How can they live in that kind of setting?

"Do you have anything in your kitchen?" I asked. They both nodded. "Can I go and look in your kitchen for a while?" I asked again and received a nod.

I stood up and headed towards their kitchen, with them following me from behind, opening their big refrigerator full of foods that they could cook.

"You have many things to cook here. Why aren't you trying?" I asked. "You should try to open YuuTube and watch how to cook. You will die because of hunger. You will get sick."

"Trust me, we tried but failed," Mavin replied. "Steven is knowledgeable and only knowledgeable." he added.

"Will you eat anything I cook?" I asked. They both nodded with full determination. "You sure guys are hungry? I will cook something you can eat. Return to the living room." I told them.

"Does Grandma Felicia's granddaughter cook well too?" Mavin asked me. "I will pay you thrice if it is good!" he added.

"Just go back to the living room. You will know if it is good or not if it is done already." I said, pushing them away from the kitchen.

I thought my only work here was to clean their house. Why am I cooking their food now?