Freaking Perfect [ON-GOING]

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July 19, 2020 – Sunday

"Senyorita, narito na po ako."

"Get inside," I instructed Disgrasya- or whatever her name is, upon hearing her voice from the outside of my condo. I am currently doing my make up inside my fabulous beauty room.

My whole-floor condo unit is located in BGC's most luxurious residential property's pent-house. This is one of my family's residential properties around the metro. My unit's interior is a classical modern with a touch of industrial elements, for this year. I usually ask our family's interior designer to update the style every year, or when I feel like it. The condo has a wide living area, a kitchen that's probably the least part that I go to, two high-end hotel-like bathrooms, and a total of six large rooms- one being a home-gym, the other a walk-in closet, then a beauty room, an entertainment room, my actual bedroom and the last one I use for, well, a stock room of unused designer apparels.

"Ano pong ipag-uutos niyo, senyorita?"

"Shit!" I held my chest because I was shock by her sudden appearance. The fuck? Why is her head popping in the door out of nowhere?! "Bakit bigla ka nalang sumusulpot?! Look at what you've done!" I hissed at Disgrasya, my new personal assistant. I don't remember kung pang ilan na siya this year.

"Hala, sorry po!" She looked scared. As she should be. My make-up, oh God!

"Damn you ruined my liner! Come here and fix it!" Padabog kong ibinaba ang Kat Von D tattoo liner ko at halos ibalibag ko ang expensive container ng cotton swab sakanya.

"Sorry po talaga, senyorita." She started fixing my liner using the swab with my luxurious Sisley Paris Gentle Make-up Remover.

"You better do that right or I swear to God- ouch dammit!"

I slapped her hand and looked at my Gucci mirror and was horrified to see the side of my right eye getting a bit red.

"You can't do anything right, huh?!"

"Sorry po ma'am... sorry po talaga..." Her voice sounded like she's about to cry.

"Get out of my sight! Now!"

She hurriedly went out of the room, crying.

Inis kong tinawagan si mommy at dali-daling nag sumbong. "Mom! Where did you get my new personal assistant?! She's dumb as fuck!"

"Watch out your language, Farrah! And what is your problem with Grasya? She's a good one." Her voice sounded like she's trying very hard to stay calm and not shout at me.

"But she almost made me blind!"

"Why, what happened? Are you sure you're not just being a bitch, as always?" Bakas sa boses niya ang pagdududa.

"I'm not! She was fixing my liner but the swab got in my eye and-"

"That's not intentional for sure! You're exaggerating! I'm sure it's not even that bad, masyado ka lang maarteng bata ka!" Mom is losing her cool now.

I also am, "Of course not! I want her fired, now!"

"Do you know how hard it is to hire a personal assistant for you, Farrah? The agency is not anymore open to recommend anyone because of your nasty attitude! Grasya right here is Aling Gina's niece. Mabuti at naghahanap ng trabaho dahil kung hindi ay wala kang magiging assistant!" I was about to butt in but mom is onto her machine of nags. "You do know you can't live without one, right?! At isa pa, she's already the 24th one! Ni wala pang isang buong taon for this year! Just how bitchy are you para may mag bitiw within a day even with all the benefits and high salary, tell me huh!"