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Mr arrogant 2 Episode 36 & 37

( Ãnd the strãnge maidën)
Episode 36
By: Faith Lucky

” , ?” I asked grandma as we ate dinner quietly but I decided to break the silence.
Grandma was chewing on her veggies slowly and her attention was just on the food.
Mom was lost in thought because she ba-rely even t©uçhed her meal – just tossing on it.
She was just stabbing the meatba-lls with her fork and I felt for the poor thing ; she was stabbing the meatba-lls so ha-rd like it was the cause of her problem.
Grandma cleared her throat and turned to look at me. She wiped the corner of herl-ips with the dinning hankie.
” . . I couldn’t wait to get discharged and go home.” She shrugged and continued eating.
“Yeah. I hate the smell of hospital too grandma.” I scrunched up my face while she chuckled lightly.
“You couldn’t even visit me at the hospital Alicia, you’re a bad child.” She whined and took from meatba-lls and ate it.
I laughed at her childish character.
“I’m sorry grandma. Mom told me to make sure I stay at home and do the chores while she promised to always visit you.” I pouted.
“Yeah, yeah, your mom actually told me.” She smiled and patted my back.
“Clarissa, is everything okay?” Grandma asked as she stared at mom who looked like she wasn’t [email protected] of this Earth again.
“Yes, yeah. I’m fine.” Mom rushed her words as if there was an h0t food in her mouth that she wanted to get rid quic-kly by swallowing it quic-kly.
“Are you sure? You looked all lost and you’ve ba-rely t©uçhed your food and you’ve been stabbing the poor meatba-lls.” Grandma persisted, staring intently at her.
“I’m fine grandma.” Mom sighed and dropped her fork.
She stood up from the chair and drank a little water, “thanks. I’ll be in my room.”
“But you haven’t even t©uçhed your meal.” Mom protested.
“I don’t have the appetite.” She shrugged and started for the stairs.
“What’s wrong with your mother?” Grandma asked, her gaze on mom’s messed up meal on the table.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged plainly and continued eating.
Alicia’s pov
“Hurry up Alicia! You aren’t gonna take the whole day, are you?” Mom yelled from downstairs as I got dressed.
“I’m coming mom!” I yelled back and quic-kly sli-pped my legs in my sandals.
I took my clutch bag and hurriedly got out of my room.
I met mom at the door and we both walked out of the house.
We boarded a taxi and throu-ghout the ride, neither me nor mom spoke a word to each other.
We were quiet with different thoughts running throu-gh our minds.
I was both nervous and uncertain – I didn’t Know what to believe: if everything would work out fine.
We got to our destination and mom paid the cabbie.
I exhaled sharply as mom and I stood face to face to the hvge mansion gate.
My nervousness increa-sed and I’m scared too. Mom? I couldn’t tell if she was nervous or scared – there was no expression whatsoever on her face.
She looked less bothered too but me… I was almost freaking out.
My legs were suddenly heavy as we made it closer to the gate.
Mom rang the doorbell and the same hvge guy I had seen opened the gate and stood face to face with mom and I.
“Hi, how can I help you?” His de-ep voice made me shiver just like the other time.
“I’m here to see Jerry.” Mom said.
“Why? He didn’t say he was having a visitor.” He growled.
“Whatever. We want to see him.” Mom insisted.
“I’m sorry but you can’t. He didn’t tell me you were gonna come and as such, I can’t usher you in.” He gro-an ed.
Mom suddenly started screaming loudly and the guard looked really surprised and be tried to st©p her but her scream only increa-sed.
I joined and we both screamed loudly.
We heard footsteps and fortunately, we met dad.
“Daddy!” I called happily and ran to hvg him. He didn’t hvg me back but I didn’t let it get to me – maybe he’s just surprised to see us, that’s all.
“Clarissa? What are you doing here?” Dad asked as he scrutinized mom who had a slight frown on her face.
“I [email protected]£ to see the father of my daughter.” Mom rolled her eyes and placed her hands dramatically on her [email protected]!st.
“Oh!” Dad looked speechless.
“Okay! Look Clara, you have to leave with your daughter, my wife is around and I don’t want her too see you.” Dad panicked as he glanced back into the house.
“I don’t care!” Mom snapped.
“plea-se Clarissa, I’ll come visit you tomorrow but right now, you have to leave.” Dad begged.
My countenance changed as I stared at dad.
He doesn’t want his wife to know about us?
He’s gonna hide us forever?
“We are not leaving!” Mom insisted.
Mom angrily made her way into the house while dad looked scared.
“Come in then.” He mouthed at me.
I nodded my head and sighed sadly.
We got into the mansion and as expected, mom was be-dazzled and awestruck by the beauty.
Mom sat comfortably on the sofa and crossed her legs on the glas-s centered table. While I just sat gently.
“plea-se Clarissa, you’re gonna get me into trouble.” Dad said, starting occasionally at the sparkly stairs as if he was expecting someone.
“I don’t care!” Mom hissed.
I felt pity for dad because he looked really scared.
“Hun, who’s there?” I heard a tiny voice say from the stairs, followed by footsteps.
Mom and I turned towards we the stairs and there was Chelsea’s mom climbing elegantly from the stairs.
She looked so pretty with her knee length go-wn which I presume would be really expensive. She had a light makeup on and her long hair fell freely down her shoulders.
She wore a silver sandals and in her hand was a glas-s of wine.
She looked really elegant and beautiful.
Chelsea did take after her.
Her smile faded as she finally got to where mom and I sat.
I stood up and mom did too.
Dad just stood quietly, staring at his feet.
“Hello. And who are you?” She asked, staring intently at mom.
“I’m Clarissa and I guess we’ve met before.” Mom smiled.
“Oh! Yeah! You were the woman we had bu-mped into at the mall the other day.” She smiled but the smile quic-kly disappeared just the way it [email protected]£.
“So, what are you doing here?” She crea-sed her eyebrows.
“We are here to see my father.” I said and darted my eyes to look at dad.
“I don’t un-derstand.” She laughed and stared at me.
“Jerry here is the father to my daughter here.” Mom supplied with a sm-irk.
“What!” The glas-s of wine she was holding sli-pped from her hand and crashed on the floor, breaking into pieces and the content spilled out.
She went all pale like someone who suddenly saw a ghost.
“Tell me it’s a lie Jerry! Tell me she’s lying.” She laughed, but it wasn’t genuine – it was laced with sadness.
“I’m sorry Kenny. But it’s the truth.” Dad said and bent his head.
Chelsea’s mom looked rather too shocked and speechless.
She didn’t say anything, she just took the car keys on the table and stomped out of the house.
“Wow!” I mouthed speechlessly.
“If your appearance here today cause a rift between my wife and I, I’ll never forgive you!” Dad yelled angrily and started towards the stairs.
“I even plan on staying here with my daughter. So, she better accepts the truth and learn to the truth the ha-rd way.” Mom yelled after him.
Dad shook his head and jogged up the stairs.
I sighed sadly and shook my head.
A maid [email protected]£ to the sitting room to clean up the mess.
“Get me a glas-s of cold jui-ce.” Mom ordered the maid as she made to leave.
“Okay ma’am.”

As I walked abs£nt-mindedly, I bu-mped into someone and fell ha-rd on the floor.
“Oh my! I’m so sorry.” The person I had bu-mped into, rushed her words apologetically at me.
She stretched forth her hand towards me and I didn’t hesitate to place my hand on it and stand on my feet.
I stared closely at her and she looked really familiar. Her eyes were puffing and it looks like she’d been crying.
“Are you okay?” I found myself asking.
“Yeah. Hope you weren’t hurt?” She asked with a smile.
I shook my head negatively and smiled at her, “no ma’am.”
“We’ve met before right? A night sometime ago.” Her eyes shone brightly.
“Yeah! You’re that lady that I had bu-mped into.” I recalled with a smile.
“Yeah. ” She laughed.
“No wonder you looked familiar.” I added.
“So, what are you doing here by this time of the day alone?” She asked affectionately.
“It’s a long story ma’am.” I sighed.
“It’s Kenny.” She said.
“My name is Kenny, so st©p with the formalities.” She smiled.
I nodded my head and smiled at her. Wow! I like her alre-ady.
“And I’m Delaney.”
And to my utmost surprise, she pu-ll-ed me into a warm hvg.
( Ãnd the strãnge maidën)
Episode 37
By: Faith Lucky
Rio’s pov
“So tell me dude, when did you have a pretty maid as that one?” I asked with a knowing smile.
He crea-sed his eyebrows and stared confusingly at me, “who? You know I don’t really give a damn about the maids in the house.”
“The one that had hurriedly left your room in tears.” I supplied with a sm-irk.
“Oh! Hera? Mom recently employed her to tend to Delaney and I.” He shrugged.
“Wow! Dude, she’s pretty and curvy. I’m sure she’s gonna taste good.” I made a [email protected] sound while Xavier hit e on my arm.
“Geez Rio, you don’t even know her and you’re alre-ady thinking of fv¢king her?” He asked flatly.
“Do we have to know someone before we f^ck them? The last time I checked, we fv¢k random bit-ches.” I rolled my eyes and crossed my legs, darting my eyes around his room.
“Really now?” He grunted and eyed me.
I chuckle lightly at his action and raised my hands up in a surrender like way.
“She’s just a maid alright, a maid to serve Delaney and I. If you want a girl to fv¢k then go to a club or an h0tel.” He said and stood up from his be-d.
“Speaking of Delaney… Where is she?” I asked.
He was quiet and I wondered why. He took a shi-t from his closet and wore it on his singlet.
I heard him sigh before turning to look at me, “we had a little argument.”
“What happened?” I asked, suddenly interested in the t©pic.
“She isn’t from Earth. She’s more like from another planet and she told me a lot of things I found unbelievable.
My head seemed messed up and I told her to leave my room – and that was about an hour ago.
She left and I haven’t heard from her or any sound at all. Maybe she’s asleep.” He sighed despondently and placed his back on the wall.
“I’m speechless dude. Well, you two have really been close this past few weeks and I noticed some few changes in you ever since she [email protected]£.
You even took her as your prom [email protected]£. You just have to talk to her and don’t really take it too much to heart.
Who knows, she might decide to leave to where she [email protected]£ from and you don’t want that, do you?”
Xavier’s pov
“Who knows, she might decide to leave to where she [email protected]£ from and you don’t want that, do you?” Those words continued to ring endlessly in my ears.
I suddenly felt so scared and uncertain.
I don’t want Delaney to leave. I’ve really come to like her and get used to her pres£nce in the house.
I was once lonely until she [email protected]£.
Her character sometimes pisses me off but I can’t get to stay mad at her for a long time.
I sighed and stared at Rio, not knowing what to say.
“Think about it bro.” He patted my arm.
After Rio had gone, I hastily got to Delaney’s room and knocked repeatedly on the door but I didn’t hear a single word.
I pushed the door open and I was welcomed with the room quietness.
“Delaney!” I called aloud, checking every doors in the room and still, I didn’t hear a single word.
My heart did a fl!pand I got scared.
I knocked on the toilet door and there was no response. I opened it and there was nob©dy.
I did same to the bathroom and I couldn’t find her.
I panicked and quic-kly ran out of the room.
I asked the workers in the house and they all said same thing – “I didn’t see her.”
I was almost going in mad with worry.
Where did hell is she?
Did she perhaps leave the house?
Oh God!
Delaney’s pov
She pu-ll-ed away from the hvg and smiled at her.
“Can we go over somewhere and talk? I just wanna talk to you.” Kenny sighed and looked at me pleadingly.
With those eyes staring pleadingly at me, I couldn’t say no.
And then I found myself nodding my head, “sure.’
We walked, with her leading the way.
We got to her car and I didn’t know what she did, but the roof of her car got opened.
I was wowed as it looked beautiful and magical.
“How did you that?” I couldn’t help but ask, looking so amazed at the opened roof of the car.
She laughed and pu-ll-ed me into the car. She t©uçhed some bu-ttons, push and then, it made a sound and the car roof closed and when she did it again, it got opened.
“Wow!” I smiled while she giggled.
We sat on the roof of the car and it felt I could see things from afar and up.
“You look sad and even if there’s a smile on your face, I can tell that you’re not happy.” I voiced out, staring at her as the cool breeze blew her hair in different direction.
She sighed and smiled sadly.
“Yeah, you’re right.” She smiled at me.
She took a bottle of wine from the seat of her car and corked it open. She placed in herl-ips and drank from it in large quantity.
“My husband has a mistress and the mistress had a child for him.” She exhaled and tears slide down her cheeks.
I was speechless, I didn’t know what to say.
“The child is grown up. In fact, she’d probably be in her final year in high school. I didn’t know all these years and he didn’t bother to tell me.
Not until the mistress [email protected]£ to the house with her daughter and I finally got to know the truth.
My husband didn’t deny it. I was bittered and then, I left the house.
It hurts!” She bur-sted into h0t tears and drank from the wine bottle again.
I adjusted closer to her and placed her head on my shoulder.
Seeing her in tears also made me sad.
I wiped her tears and stro-ked her hair. I ba-rely know her but it feels like I’ve known her forever.
“So, what about you? You looked sad too.” She sniffled and tucked her loosed hair behind her ear.
The wind blew slightly and I shuddered a bit because of the cold.
I exhaled sharply and brushed my hair backward.
“I told the guy that I’ve become so close with a secret of mine and he was mad at me.
It saddens me to see him mad at me and I had to leave the house.” I told her.
She took her head from my shoulder and turned it to look at me.
“What secret? I don’t mean to pry though.” She said.
“That I’m not from Earth.” I sighed sadly and ru-bbe-d my palm together.
“Then, where are you from?” She asked, her full gaze on me.
I don’t know but I felt the strong urge to trust her and tell her the truth.
“I’m from Marazona, more like another planet.” I bit my l!pnervously.
“Wait! What?” She skrie-ked with her eyes bulgy unbelievably.
“You’re from Marazona?”

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