🧡Part 34🧡

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Yibanathi

"Yey!"

He shouts and I just feel like dying right here.

Oh no!

"Uhm the plate slipped."

I explain.

"The plate slipped, girly do you know how much that plate costs huh?"

This guy.

This indeed is a mama's boy.

"Boy boy I am sorry."

I say to him and honestly I do not know his name and at this point I am highly not interested in knowing the name.

"Sorry for yourself. It is Mr. Ndamase to you girly. "

He takes the toast from the other plate and throws it on the floor. 

"I said breakfast and you are making food for commoner. When I say breakfast I mean food fit for a king not this thing. What do you even call this thing huh?"

I keep quiet because I don't  want to say anything even though I have a lot to say about his behaviour. 

I look down while he stares at me.

"Girly you better sort this out immediately. I am waiting for my breakfast in the lounge."

I go and start making omelette even though I am not sure about the taste because I am making it according to a video I onced bumped into and saved on my phone because I wanted to try it one day.

My feet are aching as it is but I am sure that I can't even take a break even if I wanted with this guy around.

After about 30 minutes I am done making the so called breakfast and now I am thinking of taking this food to him but there is also a part holding me back because of the insults he will hurl at me.

I am a strong woman so let me be brave and take this food to him.
I take the food to him and mind you I still put it on a tray and placed a glass of juice next to it.

I get to the lounge and he is sitting on the couch with one leg on the floor and the other on the couch and he is watching a soccer match on the television that is currently switched on.

*clears throat*

He has his eyes fixed on the television even though I have cleared my throat the guy is not looking at me.

I go and stand right in front of his face for him to see me because clearly me clearing my throat did not gain his attention.

"Finally you made it."

He says with a smile on his face.

"You see this is what you should have started with in the first place instead of wasting food busy making that stupid thing you made calling it breakfast."

This guy has guts calling my food stupid.

"So are you going to stand and watch me eat?"

He says to me and I just look at him.

"I was waiting for a thank you and not that I am watching you eat."

I reply to him.

He thinks I am watching him eat. He is not even worth the effort that one must use to stare at.

"Thank you for what exactly?"

He says while chewing.

He must have been very hungry by the look of things.

"Get lost your food tastes horrible I am just eating because I cannot allow my mother's food to go to waste."

He says and I just leave the so cslled lounge and head to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

I feel really tired but I need to clean the dishes that I made. It would look really horrible if I left the kitchen in the state that it already is in.

After a short while

I am done cleaning the kitchen and I have even washed the plate and tumbler the so called Boy Boy was using.

I have no energy left in me at this point.

I am about to take a nap in my so called room when the door burst open.

"And then wena you decided to sleep here who is going to prepare lunch and serve it."

He says I swear this guy lives to torment me.

"Haibo"

I say to him.

"You better start moving girl my mom will be back and my girl is coming here to visit so she better find this house spotless."

"Mfana or should I say mama's boy."

[Mfana~Boy]

I say to him while getting up.

"Mxm."

He says and turns on his heels while leaving the room.

This is the thing about not having your own place to sleep in you now have to be picking up after people and doing everything without complain all because of begging for shelter to hide your head for the night.

I guess I should go and prepare that so lunch and clean the guest bedrooms for whoever the guest is.

I wear my flops that were on the floor and leave the room and head downstairs.

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Any thoughts on "Boy Boy"??

See you in the next part✌🏽❤.

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