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Agonies of a Househelp 11

Episode 11
That day I ate around 10pm in the night.
If not for that Okpa and sachet water I bought earlier in the day, I wonder what would have become of me.
My madam came back with her husband and dished some jollof rice into my plate and handed it to me.
I thanked her and sat on the mortar to eat.
The food was still warm and delicious not minding the fact that it was cooked early in the morning before the incident with the white woman took place.
I ate fast and then had the plate washed and kept on the rack to dry…
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The next day was a saturday and unfortunately for me I didn’t wake up early.
I was very tired and exhausted when I went to bed the past night so I didn’t know when morning came.
The fury which the piece of wire landed on my neck this time around was ten times more painful than I had ever felt before in my life.
I screamed so loud that my madam’s husband ran into my room to find out what was happening to me.
As soon as my madam heard her husband’s footstep approaching, she threw the piece of wire under my bed and frowned at me as warning not to talk.
“What’s the problem?” My madam’s husband asked as soon as he got to my room.
I kept quiet sobbing hysterically.
“Why are you crying?” He asked again staring at me.
For a reply, I sobbed the more.
“Darling why is she crying?” He asked facing his wife – my madam.
Madam kept silent.
“Can someone please tell me what is happening here?” Madam’s husband insisted.
I didn’t talk, madam didn’t talk.
In anger, the husband stormed out of the room and into their master’s bedroom…

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