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." He added.
"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 is the first time I did something big for her. Let me repeat, I want to make her proud.
"Yeah, so do not worry about it. You can take a seat for a while." he answered back.
After hearing him, I sat down on the floor after hearing what he had said.
"I am so tired. There's no way one person can clean this alone." I muttered.
"Hey! Do not sit on the floor, we still have vacant couches to sit on!" 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?" Mavin said, explaining his side.
"Why would you go and smell people you don't even know? If you did that anywhere, they'd think you were a pervert." I explained as well. "I smack you more than ten times, and you still don't appear to be hurt." 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. Why do you have to take it badly?" he asked back.
"How can I like that when I am bathing in my sweat? How can I smell good after that!" I retorted. "I can even smell myself already." I added.
"You do not smell bad." Steven commented.
"Do you guys have any problems with smelling?" I pouted. "You need to get it checked now." I told them.
How can they say that when I am fully aware of myself? They just do not want me to get embarrassed.
"Trust me, if you smell bad, we will definitely tell you about it." Mavin said. "We are pretty sensitive about the smell." he added.
I smelled myself.
Maybe I don't really smell that bad... to them.
"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! As long as there is a room, I can change in a second." 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 the two of you are living here."
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.
"We live here because our parents said so." Mavin answered my question afterward.
It looks like he is just interested in why I know his brother.
"Then, you should not have accepted my grandma's application to be a housekeeper 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. "How are you guys eating every day?" I asked.
"We usually order our food online." Steven replied.
"You should have hired a person who could cook for the both of you." 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.
"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 with 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 with full of foods that they can cook.
"You have many things to cook here, why aren't you trying?" I asked. "You should try to open YouTube and watch how to cook. You will die because of hunger. You will get sick."
"Trust me, we tried, but we also 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 already. Go back to the sala." I told them.
"Does Grandma Felicia's grandaughter cook well too?" Mavin asked me. "I will pay you thrice if it is good!" he added.
"Just go back to the sala, 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?