Chapter 6

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I quickly got up the couch, trying to process what was going on.
Yes, I knew he was old but I didn't think he'd be this old.
From the look of his hair, he must be around eighty.
All the dye in his hair seemed to have faded away, revealing the real old him.
I tried to get away from him, no, not because he was old, but because I was still in shook.
"Oh! I see you've found her already" his voice echoes from behind me.
Huh! Am I dreaming or something, I asked myself.
I turned around, and there he was, standing by the stairs an with no grey hair at all, well, just a few that are unnoticeable.
And then I turned around and saw him again.
He is now so close to me as he has put his hand atop my shoulder but on the couch.
He was busy inspecting my face, as if trying to see if I was real or something.
There's only one explanation to this, I told myself, that I was still sleeping and having a bad dream.
"Give it a break uncle, you are scaring her" the one behind says.
The one in front of me moved away and stood before me, with his hands now inside his trouser's pocket.
I kept on looking between the two.
They looked exactly alike. The only difference was that one was a little bit older, it showed on his face as it was a little wrinkled and his hair has turned grey as well.
"Oh forgive my manners young lady, I am Volodymyr Medici, the eldest member of the Medici family and Svaboda's uncle" he said.
Oh yeah! So he is an uncle, I thought.
I never thought that Mr Svaboda had family.
I got up to extend my hand to him but instead, he pulled me into a hug.
He crushed my face into his chest.
I could also feel him inhaling my hair scent.
I tried to push away but he was too powerful for me, so, I just went on with the flow even though I was feeling very uncomfortable about it.
"Welcome to our humble abode, I hope you have found everything to your liking?" he asked after he had pulled away from me.
I nodded at him.
"Beautiful" he said and cups my face and then looked up to his nephew.
I quickly moved my face away from him.
Now why would my father in-law or rather, uncle in-law be admiring me like this?, I thought.
"I see you haven't changed, now why don't you go freshen up and change and then we'll have dinner together" Mr Svaboda said, interrupting the awkward moment.
"Ok, but..." I paused.
"Any problem?" he asked.
"I don't know where the room is" I answered.
"Oh yeah! Forgive me, I'll take you to your room then" he said.
He moved forward and wrapped his hand around my shoulder and pulled me away from his uncle who was still staring at me with unreadable emotions in his eyes, or maybe I just didn't want to read them.
He directed us over to the stairs and we ascended. After we had reached the catwalk, we turned to the right and soon, we were met with two directions to follow.
He took the right one this time and we proceeded.
The first thing I noticed was a coffee machine and some cups. Looked like the place was built to allow you to make quick morning coffee.
We proceeded to the door and he opened it.
I've never seen a room that big in my life as let me tell you, the room's so huge.
There was a bed at the far end of the room by the centre and even though it was a huge bed, it still looked so tiny in comparison with the room's side.
Just by my left, a huge compartment was made which houses the TV and some other things that I didn't know of as of then.
Just as I was busy inspecting the room, I felt his hands encircle my waist and he leans in to my ear and whispered.
"Do you like it, I've made it especially for you?" he asked.
I felt my cheek heat up by the way he was blowing out some soft breath into my ear.
It was so soothing that it could make a baby sleep.
I nodded at him.
Then, he turned me around and placed his forehead on mine, his hands still around my waist.
He both stood there, staring into each other's soul. And I was so engrossed in his dark eyes that I felt lost in them.
Slowly, he leans down and his eyes, they were directly staring at my lips.
Just when he was inches away, he looked up into my eyes for permission which I gladly gave him.
This was the intimate moment we had ever had ever since we got married.
I didn't know why, but he was just trying to restrain himself. At first, I was not bothered but as days passed by and he had not tried to get intimate with me, I became bothered and thought that maybe he thought I wasn't attractive anymore.
But being in this position with him now, I was sure he felt the same attraction as I did him.
Just when our lips were about to touch.
"Good evening Mr Svaboda and keethana" Felicia's voice echoed.
I quickly moved away, thinking that she was standing right before us and she has caught us trying to make out with each other, but then I remembered, that she was just a robot that was connected to the house system.
Anyways, the moment was already ruined and I didn't think it would come back again.
"Good evening Felicia, so nice of you to join in" he said and I could feel the annoyance in his voice, like the robot has literally ruined his chances.
"And I see you have decided to change Keethana's name as well" he added.
"Oh! I've asked her to change it" I said.
I hoped he would not get angry at the poor thing. Who was I kidding, she was just a robot.
He just nodded at me in understanding.
"Now, I'll leave her in your care, you can show her to the bathroom" he said.
He just waved at me and walked out, closing the door behind him.
Guess I really did made him angry for ruining the moment.
"Right this way keethana" Felicia says.
And how was I supposed to find out where she's pointing at?.
But then I saw some light stripes on one particular door.
I walked up to the door and slid it open.
Inside, was a bathroom. A bathroom that could fit in as many as ten people at a time but here I was, having it all to myself.
I walked in and I let my foot savour the coldness of the tile.
There were two mirrors attached to the wall and each having there own separate basin.
And there's a huge bathtub just by the left corner of the room. I walked over to the tub and just by the top of the wall, I saw a television installed.
Could this get any better, I thought.
I didn't think I would be getting out of a bathroom like this one any time soon.
I quickly stripped off and walked into the tub that Felicia has already prepared for me.
I let the warm sensation coarse through my body, it was so relaxing. I felt like sleeping in there but then again, my stomach started growling, reminding me that I haven't eaten anything all day.
So, I had to rinse up and walk out if the tub. A bathrobe had already been kept for me so I hey wore it on.
I quickly brushed my teeth and then walked out of the bathroom.
That was when I realized that I didn't have any clothes.
"What am I going to wear, I can't possibly wear the same clothes again" I said.
Funny, right.
I was the girl who has not even close to ten clothes to call hers and I had to keep on repeating them for years and then there I was at the moment, being a brat.
"You have finished taking your bath already I see, I have selected the best outfit for you to wear for the evening, it's getting a bit cold, so you should be wearing warm clothes" the robot spoke once again.
Just then, the ceiling just opened up a long iron hand like thingy appeared and then handed some package to me
Then it proceeded back from here it came from and the ceiling was closed once again.
I walked over to the bed and dropped the package and then I try to open it.
In there, was a pretty long sleeved cardigan and a jeans, a pretty looking jeans if I may add.
Then there was a pair of blue socks in there which matches the color of the cardigan.
I pulled out another box from there and there were some underwears.
I tried them on and to my surprise, they fit perfectly. And how on earth did the robot knew my underwear size, I wondered.
Then I pull out the last box in there and when I opened it, I saw the most gorgeous looking sneakers, not that I've seen much actually, but they were actually nice alright.
I quickly dressed myself up and rushed out of the room as my stomach was starting to form knots.
Just as I was walking down the cat walk, I heard the two having a very weird conversation.
"What were you thinking, we were very specific that she had to be untouched, you would have ruined the plan" the uncle was the one speaking.
"I knew that alright and I wasn't about to break that, I just wanted to have a little taste, that was all" Mr Svaboda was the one speaking.
"Well, please don't do that again, I was quick to send an intervention, otherwise..." he trailed off.
"But I am sure she'll taste good, more than all the others, I just hope that stubborn boy would not ruin it for us this time around, he always seems to have a very peculiar choice, I wonder where he got it from?" It was the uncle who was talking.
"I was the one who made the choice this time and let me tell you this, there's none other like her" Mr Svaboda tried to assure his uncle about whatever it is they were talking about.
"Let's just hope so" he said.
"And when will be he back?" he asked again.
"We talked yesterday on the phone and he said he'll be on his way back latest next week, he's going to round up everything there I think" he answered.
"Gosh! I really did missed the young lad, he is the life of the house" the old man say.
Finally, I reached the end of the stairs and they finally took notice of me.
"Oh my! There you are" the uncle called out.
He was the first to get up from the couch and proceeded to me.
He wrapped his hands around my shoulder and pulled me in for a hug.
Well, I guessed I had to get used to that eventually.
Mr Svaboda cleared his throat and he pulled away me.
"Let's proceed to the dining room then" he said.
I thought we were going to be eating in this apartment but then we all walked out, with me in the middle.
I felt like a child amidst her parents right now.
As we were walking down to where ever the dining room was, my mind drifted back to what they were discussing.
The conversation felt kind of weird to me. To a normal person's ear, it seemed like they were talking about some favorite thing of theirs but when you come to think deeper, you'll find something fishy in the way the conversation was held.
But I chose to shun the thoughts out of my head.

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