Written by Amah’s Heart.
Ireti left that evening, she saw my mood and knew I wasn’t happy with the way she messed up the whole house.
My house had never been so unkempt, so scattered and dirty.
Even my friends knows me for that. I don’t like an unkempt place. It was so shocking that Ireti could turn the whole house upside down within an hour of me been away.
She picked up her shoe from where I kept them and left. All I did was to walk her down to her car and bid her goodbye.
I removed the curtains, the white bed spread that was stained with food oil, took it all to the washing machine and changed them up with a new ones. I did all the laundry because I don’t have a house help. I never find it necessary to have one. But at a time like this, I started wishing for a help.
I scrubbed and cleaned until my house was back in order.
I called Ireti that night to know if she had gotten home safely, I did not want it to appear like I was unkind to my guest, not just my guest the woman that I have always had a crush on until she prove to me how much of a mess she can make within a twinkle of an eye.
I called her but she didn’t pick up.
I decided not to call again and slept off.
Two days later, I try calling her but she still did not respond. I began to feel guilty .
Maybe I was too harsh or I overeacted.
I sent her a message apologizing and she quickly replied, telling me how i treated her like a ghost just because of the little mess she made in my house.
Ireti said she was actually testing me to know how much of a patient man I was, if I was what I claimed to be but in her assessment I wasn’t any where close to been a husband material.
That “husband material” she mentioned got me and i started laughing at myself.
How can she even be testing me by scattering up my whole house, even to the extent of getting into my wardrobe and bringing out my burgundy shoe?
I can’t be patient with such ill attitude of hers or did she want me to thank her for creating such a big mess in my house?
I apologize to her anyway and promise to make it up when next she comes.
And after a week she returned again on a weekend.
I did not go through so much trouble in setting a large table of food for her like the last time.
I may set up and she will decide to change her mind and want something different.
I will rather take her out to the best restaurant to eat. It will also save me some trouble.
And that was exactly what I did. I drove out with her to one of the best restaurant. Ireti couldn’t decide what exactly she wanted on the menu. After my order was taking, Ireti was still checking the menu.
the waiter brought my food and I was set to eat she looked at me like a thief.
” What’s the problem baby?
I looked up from my food and asked her.
She frowned and said
“Mart, Is very rude of you to start eating when I’m yet to make my own choice. That’s so uncaring and bad…
I quickly apologize before straightening. I dropped my cutlery, sat back waiting for the queen to make a choice.
When she finally did it was three different types of meal and a cocktail inclusive.
I kept waiting without touching my food until Ireti’s food was served.
She smiled at the filled table of food and started eating.
I gasped out in relief before picking up my fork.
” Hold on Mart, I want to taste yours!
She said while bending over the table to collect some of my own food.
When she was done tasting I resume eating from the one she left over.
I try to engage her in a conversation but she was too busy with her three different plates of food and did not give me attention.
I finished my food and settled with the wine. She frowned again.
” Mart, you are so uncaring. I wasn’t done with yours. I still wanted to eat out of your own. Why did you finish it… that’s not fair.
I swallowed hard. Not really knowing what to do.
I called the waiter to bring another plate of food and he did.
Since I wasn’t hungry. I left it for Ireti. If she wants to kill herself with food, then she should go ahead.
Ireti urged me to be eating, that she enjoyed the way I was chewing the food.
I took the fork and picked at the food,
took little into my mouth and chew the food for long.
I kept up with this boring act, all that matters was Ireti enjoys the way I chew so I must keep chewing until I’m asked to stop.
Pleasing Ireti by all means, I don’t really have much choice in all this.
She later asked me to stop picking the food because I was messing it up for her.
I was relieved and sat back while watching her eat.
I paid up and picked up my car key and Ireti took her handbag.
Ireti left behind a large quantity of food that can feed two adults. She couldn’t even finish one plate of food but she made sure she touched all of the food placed before her.
We got into the car and she tries to lit a cigarette.
” No… don’t do that. C’mon babe. Smoking in a car is so wrong. If that’s what you do in your car then is high time you try and stop it before something goes up in flames.
I said gently to her and remove the cigarette from her mouth.
She did not argue instead she turned up the music playing slowly in my car.
The music was so loud that I have to scream to speak to her.
I tuned the volume down and she high it again.
I gave up and drove back home with her.
As we got into the house, she went all over me unexpectedly.
In my mind I was shouting ” hey, calm down.. stop tearing me up like a dog”.
But I never said those words out. I wanted her too but was afraid to make a move and I’m glad she boldly took the first move and I grabbed it. She was rough, not the type of romance I enjoy but I corporated.
Ireti was good and knows how to seduce a man. She was so romantic.
She knows where and how to touch to get me on my toe.
Even though I was already enjoying the rough play, I wasn’t going to loose my guts and sleep with Ireti without a protection.
I had them in my wardrobe, the ones I brought back from UK. And as I try to rush to grab one Ireti quickly spined me over.
I was shocked at her skills in bed. She sat on me and asked me not to bother getting any condom, she prefers it raw.
One tiny voice in my head was already singing “danger… Martin Jr, danger beware”…
There was another loud voice still in my head that was shouting.
” Mart, do it. enjoy yourself with your woman crush. Your everyday crush… She will give you the best sex you have ever had. Listen to her and get on with it. Don’t spoil this fun… prove to her that you got what it takes…!
As Ireti went on in a kissing spree, I was having a mind battle and the louder voice was wining the tiny still voice like an echo to my heart.
Suddenly, I turned her over, stood and walked to my wardrobe to get the protection.
She wasn’t looking happy when I returned.
” I’m sorry baby but we have to play safe. Let’s be on a safe side. Please…?
And it was a long night of fun. I got so tired but Ireti wasn’t.
She said I wasn’t man enough to go on a fourth round of sex with her and I try to prove to her that I’m capable despite how exhausted I was.
She went on riding me like a horse all night until I dozed off.
I woke up late the following morning still felling tired because I slept around 3am.
Ireti was not in bed.
I stood immediately I perceived smells of cigarette.
She was sitting in the bathroom tub smoking and a bottle of whiskey which I guess she took from my bar was in her hand.
” Are you alright honey…
I said while moving close to sit with her.
” How can I be alright when you slept off like that? What kind of man are you? just a little fun and you are already snoring like he goat. That was annoying…
She actually called me a “he goat” I gave a sad laugh to my miserable self.
What a life to be referred to as an animal because I couldn’t continue with the all night fun.
I try not to pick offence but made a joke out of the sad moment of my life.
” Baby, next time I will do better. Forgive my incompetence. We actually started around 9pm till 3am. It was a long hard work, I almost passed out from your strong skills. But is better to die well, in the arm of a pretty damsel like you than to die alone… Next time I will ginger my moral and you can have me all you want alright?
I watch her smile as she stood up from the bath and walk out in my night robe which was oversize for her but she looks cute in it.
I brushed and had a quick warm bath.
When I came out from the bathroom she was blasting music in the sitting room.
Dancing and shouting out the lyrics of the song
I smile to myself before proceeding to wear clothes, I noticed my wardrobe was scattered.
I saw my shoe, the very shoe close to my heart.
The pack was opened again.
After putting on clothes, I tidied up my wardrobe, put back my burgundy shoe. Lock it up with a key and remove the key.
I don’t understand what Ireti was searching for in my personal things. I don’t play with my personal stuffs and I hate it when I see Somebody doing that.
Nobody has any business going into my wardrobe without my permission. There are sensitive documents and files in the wardrobe locker which shouldn’t be tampered with.
” Babe, did you go to my wardrobe?
I asked her immediately I came to the sitting room.
She took the remote control and reduced the volume of the music before asking me to repeat myself and I did.
” yes, I went to your wardrobe. I was only admiring your shoe. The one you wore to Jide’s wedding. You slept off on me and I didn’t feel like sleeping so I decided to tour the house, I wanted to while away time and I got hold of your beautiful shoe. After admiring it for a while I returned it back. Played around a little before retiring to drinking and smoke few sticks of cigarette. You wear size 44 Mart? The shoe is size 44, Which is exactly the same size with my Papi. I have been thinking of what to get for him for his next birthday and while staring at your shoe it quickly occurred to me to get a beautiful shoe like yours. He will really appreciate it. Yours is still very new as if it have not been worn before and well packaged. You are the first man that I have seen with such beautifully made shoe. Is very special and well crafted. I like it. You got eyes for good things Mart and almost same way with my papi. I will get something similar for him.
I thanked her for the compliments but I was curious when she says getting a similar type of shoe for her Papi.
I guess her Papi means her dad, and how will she get something similar when is obvious that the shoe is not common. I asked her what she meant.
” Do you plan to give a professional shoe makers to create same type of my shoe for your Dad or something closely related?
” I’m not saying it will be exactly yours. I said getting a shoe with same size and pattern for him. I also saw the shoe polish, is not commonly sold, I guess. Seeing your shoe gave me an idea of what I will get for my Papi’s next birthday…I will also invite you when the time comes…
She came to me, rubbing her hand on my chest. I asked her what she wanted for breakfast but she said not yet.
I kissed her gently before taking her to a sit. As we sat down I gently draw her into my arms and said
” I will love to be at your Papi’s birthday honey. Anywhere you want me to go with you I will be glad to and I’m happy you love my shoe enough to get something similar for your Papi. Ireti, please don’t be offended with what I’m about to say. I found out that when you scatter things you find it difficult to put it back in order. Please take no offence baby. I’m only trying to understand you and you will understand my type of person too. I don’t like when things are scattered or messed up. Which was more reason why I wasn’t happy the last time you came. My wardrobe holds my personal stuffs and even my family don’t get close to it….
“So, what exactly are you getting at Mart? Be open with me and stop beating round. or are you trying to say I scattered your house and touched your personal stuffs. Are you trying to insult me in any way..
Ireti snapped at me angrily.
I wasn’t going to let her stop this conversation. I need to make her understand the rules governing my house which was the same way my parents brought me up.
I hate untidiness. Ireti was pretty, nice accent, classic babe and very good in bed but i want more than this qualities or abilities that she possessed.
” I can’t insult you honey, I respect you so much which is more reason we are having this conversation. I grew up among girls and my Mom did not exclude me in the house chores despite I was a boy… the only boy. Our house was always well kept. I grew up with that and try to maintain the same habit in my house. While growing up, I don’t do much chores but I always keep my own room clean just like my sisters. Ireti, you are everything I want in a woman but the only thing left is mutual understanding. Can you do me this few favour? No more wasting of food, no smoking, no mingling with my stuffs, no messing up the house and reduce your intake of alcohol…plea…
She snapped at me again while standing up.
” This is bulshit, real rubbish…are you trying to tutor me? do I look like a child to you Mart? What sort of nonsense talk is this? I should be the one lecturing you on what I hate, not your stupid cheap ass sitting here and trying to act like senseless lecturer to me. This is bulshit… damn you. Listen, I’m a classic babe, men are the ones searching for me, they are ready to do anything to have me. I don’t seek for them because I have them lined up. I’m rich, I got good Life and can afford everything I need. Don’t ever try to boss me around because the same way you grew up with silver spoon was the same way I was brought up but with a golden spoon. I got a better house than this. I grew up with house maids attending to my needs. I tour different countries and live in a well sophisticated house. Is this what you call a house?… what do you even have that you won’t allow me to breath in peace. Last night I asked you to go raw with me but you were too foolish and did your own bidding instead of mine after which you last only few hours before sleeping off on me while I was still awake. You maybe handsome and have few coins but that shouldn’t give you any right to talk trash to me. I’m not in your levels. The only thing I love in this house is that burgundy shoe which caught my attention the first day I saw you and this artificial aquarium you have here as decor nothing else. I have dined with men far more handsome and richer than you so what exactly is giving you wings to run your mouth anyhow? Is it because I passed a night in this local house? If you are searching for a maid, go get one. If you can’t clean up my mess, if you can’t last all night in bed, if you can’t tolerate my baggages then you are not man enough and you are not even close to been a husband material. Let me get the hell out here before you ask me to go and Wash your dirty dishes. I was testing you but look at how stupid you are, failing all my test. who are you to Tell me how to live my life? You are a damn fool. Rubbish!!
I was breathing so hard with my mouth open as Ireti washed me with insult. I try to apologize severally but she shut me up.
I don’t want her to leave but she angrily went into the room, pick up her things, change into her cloths and stormed out, straight into her car and was already driving out after shouting at Musa to open the gate for her.
I went back inside, sat hard on the cushion, holding my head in my hands. I began to regret the whole saga. If I knew that my confrontation will get her so angry I wound have kept quiet and enjoy this whole weekend with Ireti.
Ireti was a beautiful girl. she has a fine shape and was a slay queen. Slaying in all her outfits. She was just my type of woman in appearance but character wise I can’t conclude yet.
I just wish she could be mine but there’s a whole lot of things to consider.
I can’t judge her based on her first or second mistake.
She said she was testing to know if I was a husband material.
I failed in my first and second test maybe I will try to prove to her that I was a gentle man to the core.
The following day which was a Sunday, I decided to rock my shoe to church for the second time.
I couldn’t find the burgundy polish. I searched everywhere but the polish was missing.
How possible is that? Something I kept carefully with the shoe.
I couldn’t take it anymore. I was going crazy and I called Ireti.
if she doesn’t pick I will send her a message but she answered the call.
I stammered before asking her if she saw my shoe polish. I have turned the house upside down but can’t find it.
” The people that sold it for you must have used jazz to collect it back so that you can come back and buy more from them. I hope I won’t get insulted for some stupid polish…go and challenge the seller and ask them about your shoe polish. don’t call me for stuffs like this except if you want to apologize for the way you treated me in your house yesterday.
I don’t have time for Ireti’s trouble so I mumbled few apologies to her before she ended the call.
I was so angry that I couldn’t wear my favourite shoe to Church that day.
Angry with no other person but the stupid sales attendant that sold the polish to me.
First thing tomorrow morning I will be in her store to give her a hard piece of my mind.
Ireti was right about the seller trying to frustrate my life because right now I feel so frustrated that the sales attendant who looks so calm manipulated me. She acted as if she was doing me a favour.
That sales attendant will hear from me tomorrow after that I will get a present for Ireti just to apologize for getting her pissed.
I will definitely prove to Ireti that I’m a real husband material and ready to pass any test she throws at me.
I will tolerate her baggage but she will have to avoid my wardrobe, most especially my favourite shoe. I don’t joke with that shoe.
But for now, I need to deal with that sales attendant first. She will have to provide another new polish for me or I will make sure that she is sacked from her job.
The next day I drove down to the store to see the sales attendant.
I did not meet her. I described her to her colleagues and i was told she was sacked last month.
I called one of the sales attendant outside to my car.
” Why… what was her offence? I asked, not that I was really concerned but I wanted to know if she duped or manipulated another victim into buying a wrong thing.
” Is a long story sir but let me to cut it short. The reason why she was sacked is because she left her duty post in search of a particular shoe polish for one customer in other stores. Is a Burgundy colour polish and we don’t have that particular one here. When my madam found out, she sacked her and ever since then I haven’t heard of her. Please sir, I have to get back to work. My madam must not catch me interacting with a customer freely during working hours.
I brought out some cash and hand over to her, she collected it and thanked me.
She quickly ran back inside immediately she sighted her madam coming.
I drove off with mix feeling.
It was obvious I’m the customer that got the girl into trouble and she was sacked
I don’t know if I should pity the sales attendant that was sacked because of me or to pity myself because I may not get to the root of my missing polish.
I went home and while I lay in my bed that night I couldn’t sleep.
I was stuck with this guilt that refuses to go away after discovering that the sales attendant who helped me did so at her own risk.
She put her job in line, risking her source of living for my polish.
Why didn’t she mention it to me. Why was she calm and acted all cool when she wasn’t fine.
Why will I even accuse her for the disappearance of my polish after she strive to get it for me.
I felt stupid to have even imagined that she may know why my shoe polish got missing.
Even if she was a witch with ability to appear and disappear she would have taken more than the polish.
She may even hurt me in the process but she is not a witch but ordinary girl with a charming smile, who was kind enough to help me when I urgently needed help.
Since the polish can not develop legs and run away from the house, is either somebody took it or is still in this house, maybe hidden somewhere.
Ireti can not steal, she is too big for such. Ireti has everything, she is a classic lady, she is beautiful, has a car, live comfortably and well pampered. why will she even steal a polish and leave the shoe.
It doesn’t even make sense at all.
I try to think less and catch some sleep but when I couldn’t I decided to picked up my phone and started browsing.
I checked WhatsApp, scroll down to the sales attendant, and began to check her display picture.
She looks so ordinary but had a certain air around her. She appears calm, I wanted to say hello but stopped myself from doing that.
She may even be angry at me for making her lose her job so is better I let her be.
I felt stupid again watching her picture continueosly.
I quickly closed it and move to Something else until I finally slept off.
Within the week I get to meet with Ireti.
She also comes over during weekends and will leave a large mess for me to clean.
Ireti has gotten into my head and I have fallen for her beauty, class and shape. Whenever she comes I made sure my wardrobe remains lock.
I can’t allow her getting in there and scattering my things.
On severally occasions I try wearing my shoe but I couldn’t because I need to brush it up so that it can shine out.
I forgot about the missing polish, I wish I know where that sales attendant bought it, I would have driven down to get it myself.
And that was what prompt me to call her one day.
She picked up after the second ring.
I cleared my voice trying to sound serious with her.
” Hello sir..
She said at the other end. I was happy for no reason after hearing her voice, maybe because I thought she will delete my contact after what happened.
” … hello … good evening sir.
She greeted again. her voice was so clear and tingles in my ear that I began to wish I will remain on phone talking with her.
” Yes, are you the sales attendant that works in a super store… who i sent to help me with a shoe polish months ago?
I asked, pretending not to remember her.
“Yes…yes sir. I’m the one but I’m not working there anymore.
I try not to show any concern or even let her know that I was already aware.
” Okay. I lost the polish you got and haven’t seen it up till now. It disappeared suddenly which made me wonder if you are behind the disappearance…
She was caught off guard and sound so pissed at the other end.
” Excuse me sir, how do you mean by that?
She said quietly, I can read sadness in her voice.
I swallowed hard and continued.
” Never mind. I need same type of polish. Can you describe the place you got it or should I send money to you to help me get it?
” I will describe the place for you sir. Is actually far but you will get it there. Is one of the biggest shoe place. They import their polish so you can always go there and get your stuffs.
She described it but I didn’t want her to leave yet. I like the sound of her voice and was ready to listen to it all day.
She later added.
” …Sir, I’m searching for job. I can do any type of legal job as far as it pays me at the end of the month. Both cleaner, sales representative, a nanny, a Chef or office assistant. Any job sir, I’m ready to do it. Since I lost my job I have not been able to secure one with a good salary. So, please sir, if you see any vacancy, even if is in your office side don’t hesitate to let me know and God will bless you.
That guilt feeling crowded my mind again. She was supposed to cursed me, insult me and remind me of how I made her lose her job but she didn’t. Maybe because I never bother to ask.
She was cool and acted so innocent.
I don’t have vacancy in my office. I Only have three staffs in my company.
And I never bother to check for vacancy before. Even if I see one I will not put interest because is irrelevant.
But because of the attendant I will ask around for her.
After the conversation she thanked me and I ended the call.
Ireti later came the following weekend. Whenever I’m with Ireti nothing else matters to me.
I try to satisfy my woman to the best of my ability even though she still complains and call me names but I take it as compliment.
After ireti left, the house was scattered. She was getting comfortable with leaving my house messed up. Creating work for me to do.
I was tired of doing chores. Ireti said I should get a maid.
And that’s what I will do.
I will look for a decent, hardworking maid to help me with the house chores and to make sure the house is in perfect order. The house keeper will be cleaning Ireti’s mess instead of me doing it all the time.
I smile at the suggestion and began searching online for a help and that was when I remembered her.
The sales attendant needed a job and I got one right here.
But I have double mind calling her.
I don’t know if is okay to call her and offer her the job of taking care of my entire house. I will pay her a good salary and She will also live in my house and go home only weekend if she wants to.
I held the phone in my hand thinking of my next move and wondering if is a good idea to have the sales attendant under my roof.
I summoned courage and called the girl.
“Can you work as a cleaner and a cook for me?
I asked her, she was silent and later said.
” Sir, do you mean like a maid?
She must have hated the word “maid” which means servant. That was my guess though but I decided to upgrade the job description for her, to make it sound better.
” Not precisely a maid. I mean like a housekeeper, a chef and having a total affair of my house. Is that okay by you?
” Ofcurse sir, is very okay but I need to know how much salary you are willing to pay?
I told her the amount and she went quiet.
And later said.
” Are you serious sir,? Wow… Yes I’m ready to resume anytime you want me to start.
” How about saving you the stress of transporting to and fro everyday by letting you live in my house, you can pick your day off within the week or during the weekends….
She screamed excitedly into my ear.
” Oh my God. Is this for real? I’m so grateful sir. Thank you so much sir. I won’t disappoint in my duties.
I ended the call and sent her my house address and the day she will resume. I also asked her to bring her curriculum vitae while coming. That will enable me to know who I’m dealing with.
She came the following week with a bag containing few of her things. She handed her CV to me, I kept it on the center table with the hope to check it later.
I showed her the room she will be sleeping which was a visitor’s room.
I took her round the house and showed her different things and how to carefully handle some of the sensitive household appliances.
She looks so excited through out the introduction. I even introduce her to Musa, the gate man.
I asked her to make a chart for weekly food.
As I turn to leave, she called my attention.
” Excuse me sir, please pardon my question. Are you married or do you have kids..?
I looked back at her and went quiet, wondering why she will even asked that.
” Did you see children’s stuffs in this house? Why did you ask…
She breathed deeply, Clap her hands together. She felt uneasy and it was written all over her.
” I’m really sorry sir, please don’t be offended. The house settings looks more like a family house. Is well furnished, equipped with different things. Like the aquarium in the living room…is beautiful and I haven’t seen such before. Everything is really beautiful in here and that was what prompted my question. But let me get back to work, I’m sorry for asking sir.
She went back drawing a chart on an A4 paper.
I cleared my throat and she looked up at me and quickly look away.
” I’m not married and do not have kids yet but my woman comes around once in a while. Whenever she comes make sure you attend to her and do whatever she ask of you. I know she can be over demanding but do all you can to please her.
“Alright sir, I will do exactly that. Thank you once again for giving me this opportunity.
I nodded and as I try to walk away i quickly remembered that I don’t know her name. I haven’t even open her CV to check her details.
“What’s your name?
“Sandra… that’s my name sir. Everything you need to know about me is in my CV.
I quietly nodded and walked away.
Ireti comes most Saturdays and whenever she comes she sleep over and leave the following day.
When Ireti came and saw Sandra she wasn’t happy.
” Why will you employ a mature girl as a maid. You could have gotten a boy not a girl…
“C’mon Ireti, she is my housekeeper not a maid. Why the discrimination? gender doesn’t matter to me all that matters is that she does the job she is employed to do.
” Okay, fine… whatever. I don’t really care. Just don’t cheat on me with a common maid…
Ireti said annoying me with the way she sounded.
” What! why will you even imagine that I will do such… what do I need in another woman when I have it all in you. You are very beautiful, you are classic chic and so smart. What else will I be searching for?
“I’m happy to hear you say that…I know I can trust you.
Ireti said resigning from the conversation.
Sandra was active in her duty. She cleaned, washed, iron, go to the market to buy food stuffs and she was a good cook.
I did not bother about the mess Ireti was always creating because Sandra was good with her duty.
Sandra serves Ireti all she demands and does all she was asked to do.
Sandra never takes offence in Ireti’s ill treatment to her. She ignored and try not to disappoint me in her duty.
I woke up one early morning to a serious shout in the house. I checked the time it was 4am
I flew out of bed and rushed to where the noise was coming from which was Sandra’s bedroom.
Ireti was the one screaming down curses on her. Sandra’s body was dripping wet with water
” What is happening here?
I asked looking at Ireti’s angry face.
“Can you imagine this fool, this lazy house girl? I woke up and felt like taking fried plantain with egg sauce. I called her to wake up and prepare the food for me and she said okay. Is over thirty minutes, I thought the food was ready only for me to come out and meet her sleeping again. I decided to wake her up with a bucket of water since she is too lazy to get up and make my food.
I was totally pissed with Ireti.
But I decided not to scold her in front of Sandra.
I lead her into my room
” Baby, you poured her a bucket of water Just to wake her up? Why will you do such? Sandra slept late where she was busy cleaning and washing up all the messed up house which you accumulated in the afternoon. After the day work the least she deserves is a quiet night rest. Why will you still go to wake her up by 3am to make food for you… that’s unfair. Is totally wrong.
Ireti became so angry and started acting violence.
” How dare you support that lazy fool instead of me. She is a maid and should be ready to serve at any point in time. You stand here and defend her lazy ass? Mart at the first sunlight I will leave here. I can’t tolerate this embarrassment coming from you…
I try to calm her down but she refused to be calm.
I move to the kitchen and saw Sandra, she has changed up her wet cloth and was frying plantain for Ireti.
She turned and saw me.
” I’m sorry sir, i didn’t even know when I slept back after she woke me. I shouldn’t have because I signed for this job to make sure madam Ireti is always satisfied. I failed in my duty to her and I apologize…
She said with a tired looking eyes.
How can she even be apologizing after Ireti bath her with water in her sleep? It saddens me but here she was trying to serve Ireti despite what she did to her.
I began to wonder what kind of soft and patient heart Sandra posses.
She was really a rare human with exces kindness.
I couldn’t utter a word. I went back in.
This wasn’t the first time Ireti was been so harsh to Sandra who will still apologize at every shout.
Ireti left angrily that early morning even without touching the plantain and egg sauce that she woke Sandra up for. She didn’t touch the food and left.
I know she will go on one week of keeping malice with me before coming to her senses.
That afternoon, on a Sunday after Ireti left I saw Sandra sleeping in the kitchen.
I guess her mattress was sucked with the water Ireti poured on her while she was asleep which made her to come to the kitchen to sleep.
I try to touch her but withdraw my hands. I took a deep breath before gently touching her but she didn’t wake up.
I called out her name twice and she woke up, and stood apologising again for sleeping in the kitchen.
My house had three bedroom with a big sitting room. So I asked her to go and sleep in the second master bedroom which was connected to my room.
She hesitated and said instead she will go and sleep in her room like that.
I insisted because I know her bed was still wet and she can’t sleep in it or she will catch a flu.
It took time before she agreed to go.
I watch her walk past me and I quickly stop her.
” Sandra, I’m… sorry about what my woman did to you. Her actions shouldn’t be justified and I’m glad you didn’t respond all through her outburst of anger. She doesn’t know better, My woman grew up in the means of maids answering to her every need. Don’t hate her for any reason, it wasn’t her fault making you sleep by midnight or waking you up by 3am to cook for her, is her up bringing. do all you can to please her whenever she is around…
She responded with “alright sir” before leaving.
I took another deep breath wondering what was wrong with me.
Sandra is very special and I’m beginning to have soft spot for her.
Ireti is my woman, I cherish her beauty, her class and her high league but Sandra is specially different and filled with kindness.
I drove out that evening for some fresh air and to clear my head while Sandra sleeps in another master bedroom connected to mine.
I thought of Ireti, she is still not taking my calls which was her usual way. She will come around after one week.
I wish I know exactly where Ireti lives I could have gone down to see her.
I have try to get to know where she lives but she told me that her Papi do not like visitors and time will come when she will introduce me to him.
I didn’t push or argue but I’m beginning to wish I actually knows where she lives so that I can also go and see her and meet her Papi.
She was planning on making my type of shoe for her Papi’s upcoming birthday.
Which she said I will be invited to the big birthday party when the time comes and I will get to meet her Papi. is something that I look forward to.
I drove round before going back home. Sandra was sitting by the gate with Musa when I drove in.
Musa was telling her a story and she was laughing.
She quickly went inside as I drove in. I called Musa asking him what they were talking about.
” Oga, small madam say make i tellam story of my people for North… so, as i dey tellam, she come they laugh. Oga, small madam na better woman pass big madam…
I hushed Musa to shut up and go back to his duty Post.
I went inside, Sandra was setting dinner for me on the dinning.
” Did you rest well?
I asked her, she smile and said.
” Yes, I did but couldn’t sleep for long in that big bed. I’m grateful sir.
She had a warm liveliness around her.
I smile and sat on the table to eat.
She hardly stay close whenever I’m on the dining.
” Have you eaten, if not bring your food to the dining.
She hesitated before bringing her food to the dining.
She was shy but she has to get comfortable with my presence.
As we eat in silence, I lifted my eyes from my food and stared at her while she was eating. She felt my gaze and looked up at me before standing up from the table with the excuse to get something from the kitchen.
I was done eaten, I stood and went to my room to rest for the night.
As I lay on my bed there wasn’t only one thought, one person that crowded my mind. I just couldn’t think of something else except this special person.
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