Since I Found You
Braless Girl

“Didn't you bring any other clothes, Miss Miller?” vlad asked as he stepped near the bathroom door. He no longer looked at Altea, like a desert wanderer when he saw water.

Altea who was putting dirty clothes into the backpack, immediately turned with a look of astonishment. “You mean, Mister?” He asked, not understanding what Vlad meant.

“Look at yourself in the mirror,” Vlad said as he passed into the bathroom. The man closed the door tightly, without giving a clear answer to Altea.

Curious, Altea walked to the sink. He stood in front of a mirror that was stuck to the wall. Instantly, the young lady smiled as she looked at the pair of black-colored cups, which were clearly painted behind the clothes laughing at her. “What before he never saw a woman wearing a bra?” thought Altea half muttered. "Basic caveman."

However, the young lady did not want Vlad to reprimand her a second time. Altea returned to the place where his backpack was stored. Since at that time Elke seemed to be asleep, Altea did not hesitate to take off the T-Shirt he was wearing.

Meanwhile, Vlad who was already inside the bathroom just realized. Apparently, he went in there without a towel. “Gosh. Stupid,” grunts slowly. He opened the door, then poked his head out from behind it. Just as Vlad was about to call Altea to bring him a towel, the man immediately paused the intention.

Vlad's gaze locked onto a smooth white back, with a black bra strap that was transverse and looked extremely contrasting. Altea has a slender waist that is more often hidden behind the oversize T-Shirt, because Elke does not like it if he wanders around the house wearing a crop top.

The attention of the Russian man, then turned to other parts that looked dense and look tempting. At that time, Vlad only realized the silliness he was doing. He shook his head slowly, having felt like a strange man who was watching a woman's body silently. Vlad closed the door again and chose to cry from within.

Hearing Vlad call out his name, Altea immediately put on a new, much thicker T-Shirt. He stepped in front of the bathroom in a hurry. “What do you call me, Mister?” the half-tanyan exclaimed.

“Yes. You think there's another Miss Miller here?” vlad answered from inside.

However, Altea was no longer offended by this attitude of the master. The young lady smiled amusedly. “There can I help you with, Mister?” ask again.

“I won't call you if I don't need something,” Vlad said annoyed. “Take my towel. I forgot to bring it,” tell the guy then.

“Gosh.” Altea clucked slowly. “Do I need to get any other equipment, Mister?” haggar Altea while holding back laughter.

“No need!” reject Vlad firmly. “If not for being forced, you should not have seen my personal belongings. Never mind. I'm freezing! Quickly get my towel!” tell Vlad to get bigger.

Altea did not respond anymore. He rushed near the tote bag he had brought from Sieseby. Although there has been provided a package of toiletries, but Vlad did not want to wear it. He always maintains privacy, including for such little things.

Not long after, Altea knocked on the bathroom door. Slowly, the door opened slightly, and a hand appeared with Vlad's sturdy arm outstretched. Altea immediately gave her the towel she had just brought. Without a word of thanks, Vlad closed the door again.

“Sama-sama, Sir,” exclaimed Altea not too loud.

However, Vlad could hear it clearly. He smiled while wearing a white round neck T-Shirt. Admittedly, Altea's presence has made her life monotonous, becoming a little more colorful. Vlad wasn't just sitting there by the window. This time, he spoke more often.

By evening, Mykola was coming there. He brought food for Vlad and Altea's dinner. Mykola had intended to go to Sieseby. He'll pick up Willy and drive the young man back to Hamburg.

However, Altea first told him what he saw, when he was about to bring Vlad's personal belongings. “I just hope the fool doesn't say anything to my father,” Altea said. “Yes, even though he said he didn't tell me where I was. But I'm not sure about that. Willy is a realistic man. He will instantly release his pride when he sees money.”

“Yes. I know that,” Mykola said in response.

Meanwhile, Vlad just silently watched. Every now and then, the tail of his eyes glanced at Altea who was eating food voraciously.

"I think you should get ready if your father comes back to my house, Miss Miller" Vlad said moments later.

"What should I do if that happens, sir?" altea asked with a face that was suddenly worried.

"I don't want to be a victim of my father's stupidity. He who lost gambled, why do I have to bear the consequences. She intended to sell me, as if I were a whore" Altea lamented.

"If indeed they are interested in my virginity and want to auction it off, then it is better if you are the only one who took my friendship, Sir. That way they won't chase me anymore" Altea chanted as he chewed.

Suddenly, Vlad who was drinking immediately spouted the water. Meanwhile, Mykola could only grow incredulous, at the words of Altea that were completely beyond reason.

"Are you aware of what you just said, Miss Miller?" reprimand Vlad with a look of awkward facial features and body language. "So, you've been thinking about making love to me all this time?"

Meanwhile, Mykola held back the laughter by looking down deeply. He hid the face, so Vlad wouldn't see it.

"For you free, sir. You can do anything to me without charge. Everything is free because I'm not a self-seller" Altea said.

"Although you are often strict and unfriendly to me, I can feel the goodness of your heart" continued Altea.

"I would rather leave myself to someone like you, than to those vile and greedy criminals" Altea said.

"Stupid!" sahut Vlad's. His blue eyes were staring at Altea. "At least, if you are poor and have no money, then use your brain. You still have brains, don't you?" vlad's nagging with a face that was still flushed.

"I think that's a good idea, son." Suddenly the voice of someone who was none other than Elke, interrupted the conversation.

"Mom?"

"Mistress?"

Vlad, Mykola, and Altea are at the same time.

"You awake, Mom? How's condition? Are you all right?" asked Vlad as he walked closer to the bed.

So did Mykola who seemed so worried about Elke's situation.

"If you ask me about my physical condition, I'll answer that I'm fine. However, here ...." Elke pointed her hand that was stuck in an infusion tube into her chest.

"Does your chest hurt again? Let me call the doctor." Vlad wants to push the emergency button. But Elke prevented it first.

"No! It's not as sick as I thought," Elke shook her head weakly.

"Then what?" vlad asked half in confusion.

"Do you want me to get you a drink, ma'am?" Altea asked.

Elke shook her head again, then looked meaningfully at Vlad and Altea who were standing some distance away from her. "Nobody can heal my heartbreak, other than when you're willing to end your solitude, son," he said weakly.

"What does that mean, Mom?" Vlad knitted his brows in an incomprehensible sign.

"Vlad, son. You have to realize that I can't take care of you forever. So, I think it would be best if you opened your heart to Miss Miller. I'm sure she's a good woman and can take my place if I'm gone one day" Elke said calmly with a gentle smile.