Third person's POV...
It was around eight thirty when the two little devils woke up and that is when Hazel's day officially began. She started with doing the morning shores and collect all the dirty clothes for the laundry,
These two clumsy bastards really know how to shower their clothes with dirty like their father own a soap company.
Hazel went back to the bedroom and swept all of her husband's dirty laundry, There was a dark grey three pieces suits with a leather overcoat from the day before, she also had few of her own so she grabbed them along the way,
To minimize the expenses she usually put them on laundry for like fifteen minutes and then continued scrubbing them with bare her hands , It a long and tiring process but she learned to get use to it , as a jobless housewife she have to do everything to lessen her husband's burden.
" Mom , am hungry "
" Mom! I want to watch cartoons "
" Mom! Have you seen my toys "
She wanted to do her laundry in peace but the two little devils won't let her , " Am busy, how about you wait until am done "
" No , am bored and I want to play, laundry can wait ". Simba , The older boy retorted. He had always been this rebellious like his father , he has a bad temper and zero patient. These two..! Were indeed a pair of father and son .
Hazel was tired of her husband's tormenting and didn't want to add more to her stress so just stood up and went to the living room, " Here is your cartoons, here is your food and your toys are in the first drawer".
She did everything quickly and efficiently before going back to continue with her laundry , It was around eleven in the morning when she was done and It was the time for lunch preparation already so she took a quick shower and headed to the market to buy some groceries.
As she was passing on the street she saw a familiar shadow of her husband but knowing that he must be at work by this time of the day, Hazel decided to ignore and headed back home , " Shitt! That was horrible, the sun is burning like hell , I should've applied more sunscreen " she cussed as she opened the door and entered.
This house is the studio apartment and the first thing you saw when you entered is the living room and an open study and dining at the very back, on the left side there is a kitchen and a guest room that's facing the sea and on the right side there is the children's room that's facing other apartment buildings and the master bedroom that's facing the streets.
When Hazel opened the door the first scene that welcomed her was the sight of Tv on the floor with glasses scattered all over, the snack on the sofas and the two children crying,
Watching this peculiar scene Hazel bite her lower lip , wondering whether she should clean up first and then comforted these two poor souls , or she should just kill them and sell their soul to the devil to easy her boiling rage.
Hazel was angry beyond all the reasons. The two brats seeing her ugly look they couldn't just sit and do nothing. They knew that they really hit her last straw and she might snap at them , so they took the chance when Hazel was still in daze and sneak out ,
" You little mugs come back here "
She roared but the two were already running all over the compound making the neighbors uncomfortable however since many of them were gossip mongers they couldn't just let go of a chance to enjoy a drama so they came out of their houses to watch the show.
" Our step mother wants to kill us, please help us, this evil woman will kill us , neighbors " Simba cried for help.
" Yes! Yes! Just as he said help us get justice " the younger brother Bob wasn't as smart and just followed what his brother says and does..
In a matter of a minute there was a huge crowd and Hazel came out looking for the boys when she met questioning gazes of everyone.
" You can't believe children tantrums, Do you?"
" They are my sons, and they did something wrong, Is it wrong for me to want to guide them in a right path? Just because I didn't give birth to them that doesn't make me any less of a mother, Is it wrong for me to hope that much for my children?"
" You not being their biological mother is the problem, you don't know the labor pain how can you know how to cherish children who are not related to you by blood?" The neighbor who lives across the street replied.
" Young lady, we can't have you treat these two children like this, don't be harsh on them, I know things are not as the kids exaggerated but there is no fire without a smoke " Untie Joy from the next door added.
At this moment Hazel was looking at the two Children with teary eyes, It wasn't enough that their father was an asshole, Them too?.
" Kids, it's mother's fault, I'll cook your favorite meal so let's go back " She said politely. She wanted to get out of this place as soon as possible, At worse Jeremy would just cussed her out because of the broken Tv, but compared to these gazes it was nothing.
" Bob dear! Let's go and I'll make you an ice cream "
Bob was the youngest and less malicious, unlike his brother his mind was simple so it wasn't hard to deal with him , Hazel smiled and held his hand.
" You all can go now, am sorry for the disturbance, Simba , inside, now! ". Seeing that his mother was a little pissed, Simba didn't dare to disobey, plus he already made enough messy to ruin his mother's reputation, It won't be easy for her to turn the table easily.
In his heart he dislike this woman so much, if it weren't for her , his mother would be together with their father, To them , Hazel was a homewrecker who killed their mother.
' I won't let you have your ways next time ' He grinned his teeth and went back inside, for now, he will let her be.
" Simba, Bob. We need to talk , sit down ".