The Housemaid

Episode 21

“I will be travelling for a conference tomorrow morning to come back on saturday,” I overheard Oga telling Madam the next morning.

I was mopping up the toilet and bathroom when I heard Oga telling madam about the travel.

I felt bad.

The fact that Oga didn’t deem it necessary to tell me about his impending travel last night when he sneaked into my room to enjoy my honey pie made me feel humiliated and insignificant.
I felt real bad.

With annoyance and subdued fury I continued with the toilet I was mopping.
It dawned on me that even though Oga sneaks into my room every night in pursuit of my honey pie, he had no regard for me.
The thought alone villified me. But then that was by the way.

The main matter on ground was the fact that Oga was travelling which meant that madam now had the entire house to herself and woe unto me I was in big trouble.
From what I overheard, Oga was going to be away for about one week and that for me meant one week of agonizing terror.
With me and madam alone in the house with the kids, revenge was not far-fetched.
It was an ideal opportunity for madam to do whatever she wanted with me and I trembled as the thought crossed my mind.
I was scared.
Madam was capable of anything not to talk of when Oga wasn’t around.
But I had no other options than to face my fate.

That night, Oga sneaked into my room once again as usual but this time I refused to open for him.

He was surprised and asked me what the problem was of which I instantly told him that I wanted to travel with him.
Oga laughed cupping his mouth with his left palm to block off the sound.
He informed me that it wasn’t going to be possible for me to travel with him because of obvious reasons. Rather he advised me to be of my best behaviour so that madam won’t see reasons to punish me unnecessarily.
I informed him that I wasn’t happy with the fact that he didn’t tell me about his travel the other night that he came to my room and he apologised saying that it escaped his mind.
I didn’t know what else to say again than to open my legs for him so he had his way.
By the time I woke up the next morning, his luggage had already been packed and was waiting for me to carry them into the car.
By 9am that morning, he left.
“Adaeze!” My madam called me as soon as Oga zoomed off.

“Yes ma,” I answered with immediate urgency.

“Will you carry your dead decaying body to this place before I close and open my eyes,” she commanded.

I ran into the master bedroom to answer in obedience.

“As you can see,” she began. “Oga just left for a conference and will not be back until next two weeks,” she continued. “If you want this house to accommodate the both of us atleast until Oga comes back, I think its high time you started telling me the truth about what my husband went to do in your room last night that I don’t know about…”