👩🏼🦱👩🍳Bossy maid👩🏼🦱👩🍳
(👩💼🎀She’s the boss👩💼🎀, 👨💼🤫I’m the maid🤫👨💼)
❣️ Written by Haryormideh Ayeni ❣️
🌺🌺🧸 Episode Fourteen🌺🌺🧸
Clara😌😋
I woke with a weird feeling, knowing something wasn’t right.
I looked around in my new room, nothing seemed out of place. I la-id my head on the headboard and noticed the note sticking out from it.
The first thought that ran throu-gh my mind was “is he around?”
💬For the safety of my boss💬
What does that mean? Guess I didn’t have to think long cause I saw what it means. I picked up my phone and made a call.
“What do I do? She’s frustrating me. Things aren’t going according to plan” I said to the person on the other side.
“I guess she isn’t call bossy maid for nothing then.” He chuckled “You can cook for them” he added suggestively.
“What do you mean cook for them? You want to turn me to their maid? Even Donald isn’t really looking my way anymore”
“That’s why I said you should coooook for both of them. Either way he must be out of the picture so the companies can be transferred to me. Do your job well and I’ll pay you generously”
I smiled happily, by tommorow I should be out of here and having fun in Paris “Your suggestion is really nice, why didn’t I think of that? I’ll get to work now” I hung up and wore my best depressed and remorseful look.
I got out of my room and found Courtney cleaning the windows.
“Hey” I greeted her but didn’t get a response.
“hey Courtney, morning” I tried again.
“You’re greeting me?” The cloth fell from her hands in shock.
“Yeah I just want to say I’m sorry and I really love Donald. I c@m£ back hoping he would accept me” I went on my knees “plea-se forgive me for ma-king things bad for you”
She rushed to my side and raised me up “it’s nothing Clara. I’m not angry at you and I think you should give Donald some time” she said gently.
I didn’t know it would be so easy. Is she this naive or she’s pla-ying along. I searched her eyes and I found no sign of pretense.
“Thank you” I replied soberly.
“Sorry for your nails” she said apologetically.
“Oh, I don’t mind” I lied, waving it
She looked at me suspiciously.
“What?” I chuckled “I seriously don’t mind besides I want to make things right and can’t possibly think about my nails.”
It took me three months of treatment and ha-rd work to keep my nails clean and long. She just cut off three months of ha-rd work and she thinks sorry will do?? She’ll soon pay with her life.
“You said you love him right?” She raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah sure” I replied wondering what she’s getting at.
“If you really love him, then let him go”
“No I can’t Courtney, I love him too. Everything will work out”
“Ohh”
“Yeah……can I help with something? Maybe cooking?” I asked with a broad smile
“Yeah sure plea-se” she nodded gratefully and I moved to the kitchen to get my plans in action. How I’ve been waiting for this day for over two weeks. I ru-bbe-d my palms in excitement and began cooking.
Courtney 😁😁
This is so unbelievable, Clara is greeting me?
“You’re greeting me?” I voiced out my thoughts.
“Yeah I just want to say I’m sorry and I really love Donald. I c@m£ back hoping he would accept me” she went on her knees “plea-se forgive me for ma-king things bad for you”
My heart went out for her and I softened a little, maybe she isn’t so bad after all. She looks very remorseful.
I rushed to her side and raised her up “it’s nothing Clara. I’m not angry at you and I think you should give Donald some time” I said gently.
“Thank you” She replied.
“Sorry for your nails” I said apologetically.
“Oh, I don’t mind” she waved it off with a smile.
I looked at her suspiciously. She seriously don’t mind?
“What?” She asked when she saw me staring “I seriously don’t mind besides I want to make things right and can’t possibly think about my nails.”
A thought suddenly crossed my mind “You said you love him right?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah sure” she answered
“If you really love him, then let him go”
“No I can’t Courtney, I love him too. Everything will work out”
“Ohh” she really loves Donald
“Yeah……can I help with something? Maybe cooking?” She asked with a broad smile and I couldn’t help but feel grateful with the change on her.
“Yeah sure plea-se” I answered.
The instant she left my sight, I ran to Donald’s room on excitement.
I knocked once and opened without waiting for an answer.
Donald was still sprawled out on the be-d.
I went to the bathroom to get a bowl of water and poured it on him.
“What the h*ll CounterKnee”
I rolled my eyes, ignoring his sli-p.
“Good news Donald, guess what it is?”
“With the smile on your face, I’d say the president is giving us free food for a year”
“Not only food makes me happy you know” I pouted.
“What’s it? I nee-d to go back to sleep”
“Clara has changed” I blurted out.
He looked at me with a doubt and fell back on the be-d.
I sighed dramatically and continued in a monotone voice “I know it’s ha-rd for you to believe but Clara is changed now, she even knelt and asked for forgiveness”
He sat up instantly “you mean my Clara is back? She’s no longer a bit-ch?” His eyes shone brightly.
“Yes” I answered and my happiness deemed a little.
“This calls for celebr@tion” he stood up and adjusted his robe.
“On second thoughts” he fell back on the be-d “I don’t nee-d her anymore, I’m re-ady to move on. I can go back to my vomit” he added.
My heart lit up a thousand sparks if that’s possible. He did it, he no longer nee-ds her.
Donald and I have grown closer during this past weeks, he masterminded some of the bad things I did to her.
The only thing we have worked on are his pretty intense nightmares but I thank heavens it only happens once in a while now.
It can’t be some sort of joke right? Clara has really changed.
“Food is re-ady” Clara sing sang from the kitchen.
‘I guess I would have to eat her food as much as I don’t want to” Donald grumbled and stood up, heading to the kitchen while I trailed after him.
Clara🤗😁
They both entered the kitchen at the same time while Donald ba-rely gave me a glance.
I had alre-ady dished out the food and put it on the dining table.
They both sat and picked up their spoon.
Since my plan is going well accordingly, I should act like a perfect host that I am and help them get a wine.
We should celebr@te their soon to be abs£nce from the world.
I excused myself and went to the refrigerator to get a red wine.
They had began eating when I c@m£ back…
I watched as they both put spoonfuls into their mouth and smiled smugly, eating my own food.
Tbc………🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀🥀