Tara sighed after she finished the phone call.
"Having overprotective parents. All right I should go prepare a lengthy list of things she'd do in the home. I'll make her regret choosing to be my house help." said Tara as she left for her study room which is as large as her parlour.
Tara took a long notebook and a pen and began jotting down a lot of things that the house help had to do.
It went this way.
1. Cooking.
2. Cleaning the whole house without fail every day.
3. Washing the allotted clothes, curtains, bedsheets.
4. Cut the grasses.
5.wash the dishes.
The dishes in her kitchen formed 7 pyramids from last night's party and of course, if one was broken, the house help had to pay for 7 of that plate.
Anything mishandled would be paid for seven times its price.
Tara wanted to make it hard for the house helper.
While she was lost in thought,the doorbell rang.
She woke up from her thoughts and put down the book and pen.
"Who's there?" she asked as she got up from her seat and arranged her clothing.
She walked towards the door and opened it to meet a shocker.