Written by Feathers.
I walked out angrily in search for her. I found her at the edge of the stairs speaking with my sister: Helen!
“Hey…you! You are…” I don’t know what…but I couldn’t utter the word ‘fire’
She looked at me and grinned. She looked and my sister and asked. “What happen to this one?”
Helen looked at me and replied. “I don’t know.”
Gosh! Imagine this lady referring to me as ‘this one’
Why can’t I just fire her? I walked to the main door and locked it up.
Let me see how she will get out of the house. I sat at the living room watching how she will leave the house.
After exchanging few more words with Helen , she walked inside.
About few minutes later, she walked towards the door, she was dressing gorgeously. She look so elegant to the eyes, she’s so promising in dressing up.
One would have thought she is a princess with her way of dressing, no one would ever know she is a mere maid.
She got to the door and noticed it has been closed.
“Hey!” She called out to me ; I was facing elsewhere but a side of my eye was monitoring her.
I pretended like I did not know she was calling me.
I watched her approach me. She stood before me like a model.
“Did you close that door?”
“Can I have the key?”
“No, go back inside and do you job as a poor maid that you are.”
She chuckled. “Okay sir.”
I was surprised she walk inside without argument.
I was about walking inside when she approached me with a tray containing two drinks.
“Can we at least have he party at home?”
I hesitated for a while. “I? Party with an ordinary maid, No.” I said and tried to walk away. Even though I a part of me really liked to dance with her.
How can a maid be this beautiful and rude at the same time?
She held my wrist as she walked to me. “Don’t be angry at my past behaviors. I was just been childish. Yes, I’m a poor maid but make a poor slave happy. Please drink this.” She said and gave me one of the drink.
I collected it from her and drank it. I turned from her ready to walk away when I suddenly felt heavy, I felt desperately sleepy, I fell to the floor and let sleep take It’s full course.