When I finished having my bath... actually, I soaked myself in the bathtub for only God knows how many hours. I got out, tied my body from my chest with the clean white towel which seem too short on me.
I promised myself not to go down on this towel. Not because it's already daybreak or because the staffs were around but because I don't want to get sore like what happened during midnight again.
I dried my wet brunette hair with another towel and hung it back on the towelettes before coming out of the bath area.
I startled immediately I saw an uninvited middle-aged human being seated at the edge of my queen-size bed with legs crossed as she reads a magazine she found on the top of my little cupboard.
Immediately she witnessed my presence, she lifted her head from the magazine, giving me a PLEASANT SURPRISE SMILE. "My damsel!" My mother inlaw, Georgina Calloway, exclaimed as she place the magazine on the bed and got up to hug me.
I was so quick to cover the scar with my hair like a scarf. I forced a quick smile on my face before she suspects anything weird with my mood.
"Georgina, you startled me. I thought it was someone else who invaded my room." My mother inlaw and I are so familiar with ourselves to the extent that I address her by her name.
We're too close.
She's the only one that soothes me whenever am undergoing hard times. My family lives far from me and she's the only nearest person I'd run to for help whenever I needed one. She's the one who encouraged me on how to keep my marriage no matter the circumstances. She took me like her own daughter. When other people are complaining of bad mother inlaw, I just sit with arms crossed to watch them talk, because I've never experience wickedness from Georgina since I became a daughter inlaw of the Calloway's family.
"I know I'll take you by surprise." She laughed. "Since you don't bother to drop by with the kids anymore, I decided to make my move."
I shook my head helplessly, rolling my eyes dramatically. "Work has over erupted me these days, Georgina." Triana the great liar. Something makes me think I went to the school of lying.
She place one assuring hand on my naked shoulder and smiled, "I understand, dear. You don't have to stress yourself too much. The kids would come adding their issues to yours, it's so tiring."
"Good thing you knew how tired I am." I made my way to the walk-in closet to fish out the best of my uniforms. Georgina followed me from behind. "Infact, I was thinking of where to dump them during the holidays. Especially...." I faced her with the neatly ironed white top in my hands, "Bella."
Georgina got my point right as she burst into laughter. "Isabella is just five. Let the poor girl enjoy the appetite of food consumption."
My brows corked upwards. Really? "You gat to be kidding me, Georgina. Bella is turning fat everyday like a fat round ball. Who knows if she might turn a glutton before becoming a teenager."
"Well, you can say that alone. Remember my second granddaughter Rebecca was fatter than her."
"But Becca has reduced. Infact, she has trimmed down since she started going to the gym with her brother, Billy." I walked out of the walk-in closet with both my nursing uniform and a pair of casual wear. A blue jean and red blouse to wear before leaving home. "When I was their age, I never got the opportunity to grow fat."
Georgina leaned against the dressing mirror, chuckling. "That was your time, Triana. Children of these days are different from those days like my days where you don't have much but little potions."
I scoffed, getting her actually point. I began to change into my casual outfits, going naked before Georgina's eyes. We are used to each other seeing our nakedness. We're not shy of what makes us a gorgeous woman.
Georgina and I continued to talk about stuffs, we turned the topic into something random that made us laugh. Meanwhile, that didn't stop me from dressing up for work. She wanted to give me the finest makeup ever, but with what I had on my left cheek, I declined her offer and did it myself.
When I was done with makeup, she helped me fix my hair into a nice style. It's her occupation as an hairdresser. Not just that, she's also a massage therapist, manicurist and pedicurist.
She just finished with my hair while I stood up to get a pair of my red Nike air force sneakers, then, the door opened without a knock.
Even if it was my kids, they'd knock before entering but this person just bursted in like he was a bandit.
My husband.
His moody face lit up when he saw his mom in my room. "Hey mom," He hugged her. I know that my husband loves his family just as he loves his kids but not me.
Am like the devil's agent sent from the pit of hell.
They exchanged pleasantries while I stood there, smiling my ass like it was me they were talking to. It's okay if he loves his family, kids and friends but doesn't give a shit bout me. I don't mind at all.
As far as am concern, Leonardo will never regard me as his wife but sex machine on bed whenever he wants to get down there. And I'll only end up doing my job by spreading my legs open for him anything, any day, and wherever he wants.
He left without sparing a second glance at me and that was when Georgina reminded me that we have to go fetch the kids before leaving too.
But one thing I don't understand, why did Leo came into my room in the first place?
Was he planning to have another sex with me? Because that is the only thing that happens whenever he comes to my room.
We already had one in the kitchen and am still sore till now. Or was he going to tell me something important before he found out his mom was here?
Who knows?
He has never said anything to me one-on-one like normal couples do.
Never.