To be honest, I feel a little more at ease knowing that Arun also has feelings like any other ordinary person. She surprised me from the beginning, taking care of everything on her own, from changing a car tire to probably being able to fix a jet engine. I've never seen her smile, and she speaks so bluntly that people usually think she's cold and heartless. But her tears today proved that this sweet-faced person is actually human, with a heart.
Oh... I've seen her smile before, but when I asked her, she said that she only did it as part of her duties to make various tasks easier, which means it wasn't genuine.
Now, the sweet-faced secretary is walking about a meter ahead of me and Jenpob, giving me the chance to whisper curiously about it to my right-hand man.
"Why do you think the secretary was crying?"
"Probably scared of ghosts."
"Really?"
"Yes, Miss."
"Why are you so sure?"
"I marked it with an asterisk when I sent the information to you. Here; Arun is most afraid of ghosts. She once got lost in a cemetery in complete darkness, and since then, both darkness and ghosts have been her constant enemies."
"An asterisk? How did I miss that?"
Arun looks really downcast.
"Can you tell if she's downcast or not? Normally, she's as quiet as a statue."
"She's not that quiet, miss. She's well-spoken and has a lovely smile."
"Did she smiled at you?"
"Yes."
Irritated... Why does everyone get a smile from her except me, who's her boss? She even hides her face when she laughs, covering herself so I can't see.
"Alright, you can go back now. I know the way to my room."
I waved at Jenpob, feeling a little irritated, though I couldn't explain why knowing that Arun smiled at my subordinate made me upset. I walked ahead of the small figure into the room, taking a quick glance at her as she remained silent and unresponsive, before asking again.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Yes."
"Do you remember who played that prank on you?"
"I have no idea. When I went in to take a shower, there was no one there. But when I was about to leave, the door was locked from the outside."
"So why didn't you scream for help... Don't tell me you thought that even if you screamed, no one would come. By human nature, when in trouble, people should seek help, not just stay silent."
"I just remember that no matter how much we scream for help, if they don't want us to leave, screaming is useless."
As she speaks, I sensed a certain fear in her, so I decided to stop asking questions and instead turned to open the bedroom door. The moment I entered, the ceiling fan caught my attention once again, and I couldn't help it...
I'm gonna swing from the chandelieeeeer.... 😁
"..."
"Sorry, I couldn't help it. I don't even know why, but every time I see that fan, I feel like singing..."
I quickly make excuses to Arun for singing loudly without realizing it, only to see the sweet-faced woman trying to bite her lip, trembling as she hold back her laughter. Seeing my usually serious secretary cheer up like this also lifted my spirits.
