Ikaria and Abel stood with one bucket filled with water and sweepers in their hands. The room was filled with cow and horse shit. They were asked to clean the room and shift the food of livestock in that room. Ikaria took the sweeper out of the bucket, soaking into the water and then she with a thud put the sweeper directly into the animal's shit. Some of the shits splashed on her.
"Don't panic," Abel said, looking at her with his eyes widened and holding the sweeper.
Ikaria stood like a statue with her hands in the air and lips sealed, she stood still with disgusting expressions. Abel walked near her, pulled out a handkerchief and cleaned the spots of shits on her body.
"You can breathe now," Abel said.
Ikaria moved her head in no and walked out of the room. As she got outside she left the breath that she was holding. She gasped and bent forward. Abel stood in front of her.
"I can't do it," Ikaria asked.
