Maui's Secret

The Strange

I woke up and got myself ready. But what didn't cross my mind was the time.

I was 2 hours early. How was that even possible. I have no idea.

I checked my phone and 16 missed calls appeared on my screen. I quickly opened them and saw Maui as the caller I.D. i hurriedly called him back but he didn't answer.

I stood in the middle of my room and contemplated on wether i should leave for the office right now or wait another hour.

Maybe i might see maui and we can have a little intimate moment.

But what if he's occupied. And i'll just be a burden.

After a few more minutes of debating ,i found myself sitting in my car and driving towards the city. The closer i got to the city, the more anxious i got.

In my head i was going through different scenarios of how i would greet him.

I could act like a sexy secretary and march into his office. But what if i become too invasive. Or he has company and i just embarass myself.

I gripped the steering wheel and watched as my knuckles turned white.

He is your boyfriend for pitsake. Not just your boss. He cares for you. Loves you. And adores you. Why make a fuss about how you're gonna greet him. It won't matter. He will still see you as Christelle Blairmore.  And in his eyes you are perfect. He makes you feel perfect.

I smiled at the thought.

He makes me feel perfect.

I made a right turn and ended up in his parking lot. I took out my laptop case and walked into the huge building.

It was quiet. The only noise that i heard was the sound of the elevator door opening and closing.

The whole floor was empty. And the big wooden door that stood at the very end of the room stared back at me. Screaming at me. Begging me to come forwards and open it. I did so and the room invited me in with a warm welcome. The lights were dimmed and Maui's table had a small luminiscient lamp on it. It didn't look as if anyone was here.

I walked to the sofa and sat comfortably. I took my phone out and texted him, informing him that i was here already at his office.

Expecting no immediate reply, i got up from the seat and walked about the room. My eyes landed on a tall shelved cupboard that leaned against the wall next to the door.

howcome i never noticed that.?

I walked to it and saw small pictures of maui and Gretta in frames.

I smiled as i saw them together.

Maui seemed really young at that time. Probably in his teenage years.

Then my eyes drifted to a hook. It had carved writings on it that i couldn't quite comprehend. I took the picture and examined it a little closer. The hook was long and thick. And it seemed heavy. Really heavy.

Another picture caught my eyes. This one had a huge hawk on it. It was beautiful. But the thing with this picture is, is that it was painted. It wasn't a camera taken picture. I started wondering if Maui was the one who painted that? If so then he is extremly good.

I turned the picture to look at the back and my eyes dragged itself along the frame. It had carved writings on it. Similar to the ones on the hook.

It said

Maui. Demi ke Akua, a me ka helehelena shifter

I stared at it for a moment trying to understand what it meant but failed miserably. I took my phone out and went on google translator. The language was hawaiian .