When he reached his bedroom, Erland heard the sound of water in the bathroom. It looks like Briel is in the bathroom. Yes, from today onwards, Erland will share a bathroom with Briel.
Erland took a pack of cigarettes and matches that were on his desk. He took his laptop and didn't forget to bring his mobile phone. He goes to the balcony of his bedroom. There were two wicker chairs and a round rattan table with thick glass there. Erland put his laptop and mobile phone on the table and sat on the chair.
Erland was slightly surprised when he heard the sound of the door closing loudly. Briel must have slammed the bathroom door hard.
'He can't do anything right, if other people don't know who she is, they'll think she's a thug's son. How rude," Erland muttered.
Erland shook his head. He will hold it. Only the door slams, nothing else. Still no problem for Erland.
"I'm annoyed with that human! No wonder he got dumped by his girlfriend! He doesn't respect women one bit!" Briel grumbled.
Briel didn't realize, on the balcony of Erland's bedroom, Erland heard her grumbling.
'Hem... She's really stupid,' Erland muttered sarcastically.
Erland was silent and chose to focus on his work. He will check the files for tomorrow's meeting at the office. Since he didn't go abroad, tomorrow he will attend a meeting accompanied by his secretary.
Erland gasped when a box was thrown onto the floor of his bedroom balcony.
'What's that? ' Erland muttered and approached the box. He was flabbergasted. It's a pack of cigarettes.
'Who dares throw it away? It must be that woman!' Erland muttered in annoyance.
'Ouch!' Erland shrieked softly when something hit his head. Something then fell to the floor nearby.
Erland was flabbergasted. It was a limited edition lighter that he had ordered from another country. Several small diamonds adorn the match with precious metal. Erland rushed to grab his lighter and gripped it tightly.
'What the hell is she?' Erland growled and rushed into the bedroom. Erland searches for Briel's whereabouts but doesn't find Briel in the bedroom. He tried to find Briel in the dressing room.
As soon as he entered the dressing room, Erland gasped. His steps stopped when he saw Briel was only wearing underwear that covered her chest and intimate parts. Briel seemed to be looking for something in his closet.
Erland leaned his shoulder against the cupboard that separated the dressing room and bedroom, his gaze could not be separated from what Briel was doing.
"No medicine here," said Briel.
Briel growled, she took her clothes and put them on. After that, she turned around and was surprised to see Erland leaning against the cupboard that separated the dressing room from the bedroom.
"Since when were you there?" asked Briel.
Briel swallowed her saliva. Could it be that Erland had been standing there for a long time and looking at her body in just her underwear?
"According to you?" Erland asked.
Briel clenched her fists.
"You are insolent! You pervert! How dare you peek at me?" Briel growled while glaring at Erland.
"Who's peeking? I don't need to do anything secretly in my bedroom! After all, there's no way I'd be attracted to your flat body," Erland sneered.
"Reason!" said Briel, annoyed and passed Erland. Erland held Briel's hand, but unknowingly Erland held Briel's injured hand.
"What are you doing? Get your hands off!" said Briel, annoyed as she pushed Erland's hand away. However, Erland's hand was still holding it.
"Did you throw away my cigarettes and matches?" Erland asked.
Briel was silent. Why did Erland know? She thought.
"Of course!" said Briel. She pushed Erland's hand again until it slipped away this time.
"How dare you throw it away! If I see you do it again, I won't forgive you!" said Erland angrily.
Erland felt, maybe he could die young if he continued to face Briel's extremely disrespectful attitude. Briel was reckless and disrespectful to the host.
"Hah, that's too much! Just a lighter! Many lighters are sold in the market! Don't overdo it, even though I know you're a stingy human! But, I'm sure, slowly you can get rid of that habit!" said Briel, annoyed.
Just because of the lighter, Erland looked annoyed like that. thought Briel.
Erland growled, he grabbed Briel's hand, causing Briel to frown.
"Just a lighter? I went to another country just to order this limited edition! Don't be so impudent!" growled Erland.
"Eh, let go of your hand, you hurt my hand!" said Briel.
Erland pushed Briel's hand roughly.
"You're a woman full of drama!" growled Erland.
Erland was shocked when he turned around and was about to leave Briel but a punch hit him in the back.
Erland saw Briel return.
"Look at this! This is all your doing! My hands hurt because you made my hands fall into the hot soup!" Briel growled as she raised her hand in front of Erland.
Erland looked at Briel's hand. That's right, her hands are red. It is highly visible due to Briel's olive skin. However, how can that be? Erland thought the wound wouldn't be like that.
"I didn't mean to hurt you! Don't talk nonsense! After all, if you're not careless, your hands won't fall into the soup," Erland said.
"Oh my! There's no use talking to you!" said Briel, annoyed, and pushed Erland's body. Briel left Erland to sleep.
'Is there nothing in this house that can be used as medicine? Why isn't the medicine in the man's cupboard?" said Briel and lay down on the bed. Yes, before that, Briel looked for medicine that could relieve burns. Unfortunately, no medicine was found in the bedroom.
Erland will return to the balcony. He passed the bed because the balcony door was close to the bed.
"Don't make noise! I want to sleep!" said Briel, annoyed.
Erland clenched his fists. He didn't say anything else and went straight to the balcony.
***
The next morning, Briel had finished preparing. She would go to her painting school. She was going to take the marks from the painting assignment she handed over to Gerald yesterday. However, Briel wanted to have breakfast first, so she rushed to the dining table.
Arriving at the dining table.
"Oh, good morning princess," said a woman.
Briel frowned. She didn't know that there was someone else living in the house besides Erland.
Briel just smiled and sat on the dining chair. She took a glass of milk and started drinking it.
"You're will going to your painting school, aren't you? Erland didn't have time for breakfast, please deliver breakfast for him to his office," the person said as she held out a paper bag in front of Briel.
Briel put the glass of milk quite hard on the table. Hearing Erland's name made her mood in the morning feel gloomy.