FATE

TWENTY NINE

Samha

Samha went through that night in pain and agony. She had a very high fever, she trembled all night in bed with no one to help her out. She cried and cried until her tears dried. She slept off around subhi time which was a relief to the pain and heart break she was going through.

Bang! The door to the room flew open with a loud bang which startled her, Nabeel arrogantly burst into the room clad in sweat pants which clung to him like a second skin. The patches of wet on his cloth and skin indicates that he was just coming from a work out. He stood at the foot of the bed looking at samha's figure laying on the bed.

"You! What are still doing in bed by this time?" He said pulling away the duvet from her body.

She winced at the aggressiveness in his action, hearing the pounding in her head multipling. She managed to seat up despite her being in so much Pain. " I am sick" she crooked out in a voice very low and rough.

"Sick?" He echoed looking disgustingly at her. " And so? What do you want me to do? I won't condone laziness here. I brought you over here to do my bidding, I can even go as far as calling you the new help," he said with a smug look.

Hearing his words, she couldn't believe her ears. Is this man human at all? She thought to her self with tears threatening to spill out of her eyes.

Seeing her reaction, he laughed and moved closer leaning closer to her face " yes! You are the maid in this house if you want to help your mother out of the mess she is in. Am I clear on?" He asked raising a brow .

She didn't know when she answered with her head, the tears she was holding spilling down her cheeks.

"Good girl, now come down and prepare breakfast for me. It should be ready in twenty minutes if not..." He said with a devilish smile walking away from the room.

She dragged herself out of bed knowing fully well if she doesn't the outcome wouldn't be pleasant, she decided didn't want to wait to see the outcome so she opted to just do what he wants. She went into the toilet wincing, her body still aches and the fever is there but there's nothing she could do about it. taking a few minutes to brush her teeth and clean up a little then went in search of the kitchen. She found a very huge kitchen with every necessary modern kitchen appliance. Some of the appliances she've only seen them on TV.

The icing on the cake is that samha is horrible in the kitchen, she hates cooking with all her life that's why she never put her mind to cook. They were always maids to do her bid, all she had to do was order them to do so. Samha had her own personal maids at home, everything is done for her and now here she is in a kitchen. She paused thinking of what to do, she checked the time 10 mins is already gone out of the twenty minutes she was given to prepare food. An Idea came to her, she checked for things she wanted and get to work.

Samha was able to put everything on the dining table just in time. He appeared behind her immediately she finished arranging the breakfast on the table. He gave her a fleeting look and pulled a chair. He opened the food flask in front of him and almost vomited from the strong smell of raw egg that hit his nose which made him jump away from the table gagging.

"What in hell is that? Are you trying to kill me!" He thundered after finding his voice.

"What? What did I do?" She managed to ask even though she was trembling inside

"You don't know? This!" He answered dumping the uncooked omelette on her.

She made a screeching sound not believing he could do that, after all she did? Does Nabeel really have a heart? She stood frozen wide eyed looking at him while he picked up his stuff and turned to leave the house. He stopped amid his steps. he turned and gave her dirty look, his eyes laced with disdain and hatred.