" Sit Kayla Kornels " he stated pointing to a rusty dusty, sofa with a slight few thorn edges yellowish brown foams pecking out of it's grace.
her gaze travelled around the place, and she couldn't help but gave a disgusted look, every where was dark and smells like a mess, but after slightly opening of the window by Ernesto she could now clearly see how much of a dirt the place was... she felt like strangling Ernesto..
looking at the office she tried not to take it in but it was so difficult, since so many used food papers, cans was thrown on the floor, rat poop was 💩 scattered every where like a made carpet, dead bug *hitch* she hated them...
and worst of all her eyes drifted to the cans on the floor her eyes almost popped out when she saw two no they where now four cockroaches walking on some of the thrown cans which was on the floor... she felt like running away but she couldn't.
she just had to sit down quietly and listen to what he had to say not to show fear for cockroach..
she can't be scared of an ordinary Cockroaches right ? at least that was what she think of them when trying to console her self, that they where ordinary Cockroaches who could do no harm.
but deep down she thinks they where not especially when they jump on your skin or any part of your body, like your back * hitch * No she can't be scared she was not born to be scared of anything after all she was FREAKING KAYLA KORNELS NOT SOME COCKROACHES ANXIETY FREAK.. just as she close her eyes to stop her anxiety leaning her head backwards her eyes opened and the Celine came into view....
and oh god the Ceiling was also not helping, the Celine was also so so scary cub webs wasn't helping at all, every corner of the Celine holds the house of a cub webs....aghhh she felt like running away from there... the place was nothing less than a waist junk into a trunk...
* Gosh this place reeks * Kayla thought to herself slightly annoyed...
" Am sorry if this place stinks Kayla, " he said with a sigh and her eyes widened, wondering if she heard him clearly, about him saying sorry... anyways he should be sorry cause she was dieing of the stench smell here.
" You know Kayla this place belongs to my late wife Naomie Harris who died a long time ago... "
" I hadn't have the courage to take care of it because each time that passes I think of her, you know I loved her so much to the extent of dieing for her, "
* then why didn't you die for her * Kayla thought..
" but an unfortunate events happened and she died of a sickness named coronavirus" he said with a saddened expression as he said the last word his face turned cold frowning looking at her like she was the coronavirus that killed his wife death.
* Hmm the man was something else*
that sickness she had heard off it before, spreading so fast around the world but she hadn't think people here... died of it since when other countries was on lockdown they where on free mode walking freely like nothing was going on at all....sigh she couldn't help feel sorry for him..
she was about to say sorry but paused maybe this man just made up a story * she thought to herself...
" you think I made up a story Kayla ? " He asked with a shocked expression on his face,
* Oops*
how did this bastard seems to know what am thinking * she thought unhastingly... or his he a demon, witch, vampire, angels, but they only exists in novels... and movies...
" Kayla am not a supernatural, but I was blessed by god with mind-reading " he said and her eyes widened...😳
mind-reading" do something like that even exists, she couldn't help but ask herself since, in this world she had never thought about something of that, though she had heard about supernatural gifts from god blessed to few people..
but this man sitting down here with the expression of a zombie with out brains was unexpected since he looked more like a brainless fool.
god could have just blessed some one else not him after all he was a meanie, a guy with a bald heart just like his head sigh...
" Sir why did you call me here, today is Sunday, and Sunday people go to church " she said impatiently hitting the bullseye, with anger clearly written on her beautiful face. this man had been bitting around the bush and telling her about his family, so why is she here.
" But Kayla you didn't go to church today " he said in a matter of fact tone making her frown, * how is that his business If she didn't go to church, besides he is just her boss and by the way today was supposed to be her day off, so?
" I called you here to come clean this mess, a woman had booked this entire cafe for her kids Seventh birthday day today and they would be coming soon, so I want this place to be sparkling clean when they arrived.. "
" do you understand? " he asked to have her frown...
" to day is my day off so why should I be working an extra shift when am supposed to be sleeping " she snapped..
" Kayla, I would pay you bigger than what I am supposed to, so just, you know do what I asked you to do " he said to have her sigh ..
" fine ! as far as it's not included in your office as well " she said.
" my office included, I would double ! extra double the amount of your money don't worry just arrange the place properly..... "
" and at the storage right over there " he said pointing at a brown Roddy door, which she didn't know had been there, Kayla traced her eyes to it..
" there is some birthday decorations there make sure after cleaning you used it to beautify everywhere because there would be a bunch of kids coming today, and the woman want everything to be perfect so make sure the place looks neat and healthy not only that, make sure it looks beautiful as well. " he said and Kayla sighed today would be a long day....she thought..
standing up on her feet she was about to move outside when she heard Ernesto said " Thank you " sighing heavily she walked away...
outside of his office, where they washed dishes and some of the curtain attires, she picked a hand made bucket, mop stick, and water before walking out..