After our embarrassing situation earlier today with Andy, I wrapped up cleaning came to relax on the couch as always, waiting for the lunch delivery.
Andy has since earlier not come out of the study. When we finally pulled away, asking me if I was alright, and I nodded my head that I was, he excused to go change from his then wet clothes and I was left to dry the floor. Only I was done and out of that room did I see him going in.
It's now twelve and I am done doing my chores already. Just fathoming about that earlier when I was on top of him. On top, huh! My mind is becoming so and I abhor how my body is fascinated by these wildly crazy thoughts.
"Are you sure you didn't get hurt earlier?" That is Andy's voice, and he parks on the next couch.
"Yes. I am alright, sir... I mean... Andy!"
"Okay. Take that stool out of that room immediately. Tidy up only where you can . I will not be there to fetch you next time."
"Okay. I apologize.. for what occurred earlier."
"It's alright. Here. I got you a phone." He says, handing me a phone that looks way valuable for a servant like me.
"For me?" I hesitantly ask.
"Yeah! You can talk to your family and friends any time."
"Well, thank you so much." I walk backwards after gladly receiving the phone, and where I was seated earlier, eyeing the gadget in my hands. It sure must be very to a point that I can't even guess its price. And to top it all, it is my very souvenir from someone. How ironic! A heartwarming irony, I must admit!
"Don't you like it?" He speaks, maybe after discovering I am lost in thoughts.
"I do like it, very much. Thank you." I say with all sobriety, and he nods his head.
"Ooh, it has a password." I further state.
"I forgot to deactivate that. Let me." He walks and sits beside me as he deactivates password which doesn't take long. "Here. It's done." He hands me back the and proceeds. "After picking up Angel from school, we will go to the mall.
You can get a sim card on the way."
"Okay. Thank you so much once again!"
"Don't mention it. Instead of being bored here when Angel is at school, you can your family and friends and catch up. As long as you prioritize your work."
"Sure. Nevertheless, my circle is too small. I only have my family- my dad and my , and my twin siblings- Mina and Mira. As for friends, I only have Rita." I .
"Aren't you too young to be that reserved? I mean, people your age are out there fun and exploring the world. Don't you feel like you are trailing behind the or something?"
"Not exactly. I'm okay this way. I have a lot of obligations to my family right now.
I can't afford to get diverted. Maybe when I accomplish my goal, just, I will have for myself to "explore"."
"Your parents must be so proud of you." He says with a small smile on his , and since I don't want to brag about how delighted my parents are me, I just smile back. I know my parents are proud of the decision I made.
And I hope it will be worthwhile. I can't afford to leave them in the lurch. I'm their hope. The fate of my two sisters lies with me. I want to help them pursue their and secure their dreams. I want to help my father pay off the bank loans they come to mortgage the little we have left. What is there to mortgage ? That reminds me, I didn't even ask how much Andy will be paying me. I ask so that I start rationing for it. "Let's go."
"Huh!" I exclaim.
"Let's go pick Angel and proceed to the mall."
"Aah...okay." I think my qualm will have to dawdle for now.
He grabs the car keys and his phone, and after locking the house, we get into his limo and hit the road to Angel's school.
"I haven't seen Mark since yesterday evening," I state.
"I gave him the weekend off. He will be back on Sunday evening." He retorts, and
I nod my head. Didn't I tell you, that Andy is a terrific boss? Inside this that is on the outer surface, lies a sweet candy!
I wonder why with all his rich luxurious life, and a bubbly daughter, he refuses to at the world. Why boss?
We drive in silence to Angel's school and pick her up, and we take a different route the mall, I presume.
I thought that the cute doll will fill this limousine with giggles and her childish chit , but no. The kid fell asleep almost immediately in my arms. I wonder why just fell asleep like that. Her breathing is shaky like she had cried or something.
I might be wrong though.
Pulling up in front of the most glamorous mall I have ever seen, not that I have to any before, Andy parks in the parking lot. I don't know what we are to do in the mall and I don't think I need to ask. I'll just sit here, getting a out of the view until I am told what to do. People have a life in the city, I tell . I look at the happy children jumping up and down the playing grounds, together. Couples walking hand in hand in and out of the mall, the parking almost filled up with expensive sparkling four-wheeled machines. My!
"Should we wake her up?" Andy's voice cut my eyes tour abruptly.
"I don't think so. The poor kid might be so tired."
"Okay then. I'm afraid I'll have to leave you with her. Here." He hands me the car after lowering the tilted windows down a little to allow in some fresh aura.
"In case she wakes up before I come back, you can step outside and breathe some air."
"Okay," I mumble as I take the keys.
"Let me adjust the seat for you." He says, and leans in, dangerously close for my -so-innocent brain. Again, this closure agitates some mixed emotions in me.
What are you doing to me, Andy? I never felt this way even for that pathetic who I thought I loved, only for him to betray me with my only cousin.
Why do I react like this to a man I have known for hardly two weeks? Am I ? Is this even normal?
"Is that okay?" He implores, and due to the heat that is suffocating me because of being this close, I can not find my voice. I just nod, praying that he gets done . When he is done, he steps out of the car, and only then do I release the breath
I didn't know I was holding. Ooh, my! I lay my back on the seat and pull Angel to my chest so she can rest well. The kid is still fast asleep.
After resting in the car for a few minutes, Angel decides to wake up eventually, and get out of the car so she can get some fresh air.
"You've slept a lot kiddo. What got you so tired? Did you play a lot?" I inquire we are outside.
"No, auntie Ania! I did not even play today. I just got into a fight and then the caned me." She sadly explains.
Huh? The little disciplined kiddo I take care of is not capable of starting fights.
This isn't like her.
Crouching in front of her with one knee, I take her small hands into mine.
"Why did you have to get into a fight, princess?"
"It's those kids again. They taunted me again about not having a mother. So I got and slapped one of them. Then we started fighting. The teacher came and said I am the one who started the fight."
"Didn't the teacher ask you why you started the fight?"
"She did, but I kept quiet. I didn't want to say anything in front of the whole class.
What if everyone starts taunting me too?"
Ooh, poor kid. This is deeply amiable!
"Let's see, we need to tell daddy about this, princess. He is the only one who can it out."
"Daddy will get mad at me. He tells me that kids who cause trouble are bad. He tells me to be a good kid, not to fight."
"But daddy will surely understand if you explain it to him." She shakes her head.
"You still don't want to tell daddy?" She shakes her head again. "Ooh, sweetie! Do want me to talk to your teacher?"
"Yes."
"Okay. Cheer up now, alright? I'll talk to the teacher on Monday, but here is the - after I talk to your teacher, I will have to tell your daddy too about this whole , okay? We can't hide things from your daddy, princess."
"Yes, untie Ania. Deal!"
"Come here, you smart kid!" I hug her tight, to assure her that things will be okay. I Andy won't skin me alive for this. If there is one thing I know about him, it is he doesn't joke when it comes to his daughter and that he is so insecure about .
Pulling away from each other, I encounter two deadly eyes from a lady glaring at . If looks could kill, I would be dead by now.
"Who the hell are you?" The lady implores, scrutinizing me from head to toe with expression that speaks nothing but mockery. As much as I don't like being rude,
I can't help it this time.
"And you want to know who I am because you are...?" I hold Angel with one hand.
"Such audacity from a cheap, worthless bitch! No need to respond anyway. You 't be anything more than Andy's maid."
Andy? Did she refer to him as Andy? So they know each other? What is she? I , who is she? His ex? His girlfriend? His ex-wife?
Whoever the fuck she is, she has no damn right to talk to me like this.
"First, you do not have any right to talk to me like this. Secondly, I am his maid, so , huh? Do you have a problem with that?"
"Ooh, please! What problem would I have with trash like you? Gosh! Be cautious his kid, will you? You might contaminate her with some God knows what and..."
"What's going on here?"
Whoa!
Andy roars from her back, cutting her off and I saw how terrified she seems all of a . Her face turns completely pale. Andy, on the other hand, looks like an devil.
"Janie!" Andy calls, clenching onto his shopping bags that are about to fall. They a lot, and hefty. Just what did he buy? "What the hell are you doing here?"
"Andy..."
"Even outside the office, I am still your boss, Janie! Address me properly!" Andy , with a voice that can unnerve even the devil himself.
"I'm sorry, sir." She speaks, head hunched down like a servant in front of a master.
Between me and her, she's more fit for the position of a maid right now, and I can hide the smirk on my face. "I just saw your car here and decided to say hi, sir
Adrian."
"Was anything I heard earlier in any way close to hellos? What right do you have disrespect someone like that?"
"I'm sorry, sir. I just saw how she was clutching your daughter... and... the way 's dressed.. and.."
"Get lost from my sight! And, Janie? Leave your resignation letter with my PA on
Monday morning. I have condoned more than enough of your crap already. You exhausted your chances. You are fired!"
Wait, what? fired? As in, FIRED? Just like that?
I pull Angel closer to me, quivering like I am the one who is being relieved of my .
The bitch opens her mouth to maybe beg for pardon, but a single glare from the Andy seals her lips, blocking whatever she was about to utter somewhere in throat. As she walks away, she doesn't have even the bravery to look back at or Andy.