I rushed to the toilet and puked my guts out, after I was done, I changed into a towel and put a peg on my nose, I went to my room and removed the sheet, the pillow clothes and took it to the laundry, opened all the cottons and windows, spray air fresheners, shut my room door and went to take my bathe, I took my bathe five times, in a tub with hot water, roses and rose water and poured in my bubbly soap, then went in and took my bathe, did that five times and finished it off with a nice hot steamy bathe in the shower, washed my hair and when I finished, I was smelling like roses.
My room still stunk so I sprayed my body spray and perfume in it, I wore a flay flowery knee length gown with no sleeves and sandals, replaced the sheets, fixed my bed and room, put on a light make up, and left the room with the smelly sheets and duvet and pillow clothes, I left the windows and cottons open to allow air in and to let the awful stench out.
I put the sheets in the washing machine and started washing it, with different detergents and nice smelling detergents, after getting all the stench out I dried them and went to the back of the house, I grabbed a bucket and filled it with water and a mop stick, cleaned up mom's puke, after I was done with everything I checked the time it was past 4:00 pm.
I went to the living room as my parents instructed but they weren't there. I went to their room making sure to knock first, I saw mom sleeping again and dad was tangled in her arms, she was holding on to him so tight he was staring to turn purple.
"Dad you wanted to see me?!" I said obviously knowing that's not happening no more.
"As you can see your mom won't let me go bye." He said and I giggled, I was about to shut the door when he called me back.
"Axymah?"
"Yes dad?"
"Make a stuffed chicken, with spaghetti and some salad for dinner please."
"Sure." With that I shut the door, poor dad, mom is probably squeezing life out of him.
I sat in the living room and turned on the TV and tune in a station, channel 117 on dstv, I didn't even know when I dozed off while I was watching a movie.
About an hour later I woke up and quickly started with dinner, I made a chicken breast rub containing, salt, black pepper, paprika, chilli powder.
I cut the chicken breasts into four slices each, put the chicken breasts into the rub and tossed it together, normally we would be eating this for lunch but I have a hunch this is mom's craving, I put a little vegetable oil into a pan and put the chicken breasts in after it was hot. Then I boiled the spaghetti with water and a little salt, for the salad I got bristle sprouts, first I boiled it then pan seared it.
I checked on the chicken breasts, I tossed it around the pan and then left it to cook fully, I don't want an under cook chicken, mom will flip, after the bristle sprouts were done I added it with oregano, Rosemary, parsley, carrots and apples, I chopped then and mixed them together and added vegetable oil, lime and lime zest and a little salt.
I wanted to make a sauce to go together with the spaghetti, I put in a pot canned tomatoes, black pepper, salt, garlic powder, a little hot sauce and left it to cook.
The spaghetti was done, I strained it in a strainer, the chicken breasts was done and also the spaghetti sauce then I dished it. In a plate I added spaghetti then four chicken breasts almost on the top of the spaghetti then added the spaghetti sauce, then put the salad I made on the side of the plate, I made two more plates and dinner was ready.
I set the table, I put wine for dad and I, and water for mom. As soon as I was done setting the table mom dragged herself to the dining and sat down.
"How are you feeling mom?"
"I'm better thank you." She answered and dug into her food, thank God today's event is forgotten, because even I don't know what happened.
Dad joined mom and I at the table.
"This food smells delicious, can't wait to taste it." Dad said as he took his seat.
"Anyways dad why are we having this kind of food for dinner? This is lunch food." I asked with mouth full of spaghetti.
"Its what your mom want to eat, she is craving for it." He said as he savoured the chicken breasts.
"And what's wrong with having lunch for dinner?" Mom said getting upset.
"Nothing mom, go on and enjoy your food," I said and she continued eating "looks like the baby kicked the wrong side of the stomach today." I whispered loudly to dad and he chuckled.
"I heard that." Mom said with a glare.
"Sorry."
"This taste delicious, the chicken breasts is well cooked, its the salad for me, I love it, you should share your recipe with your mom." He said, I'm sure he regretted it the moment he said it.
"So you're saying you don't like my cooking?" Mom asked furious.
"No honey, I love your cooking but...."
"But what? Hmm but what?" She was really mad, I didn't want to get caught in their web of argument so I do what I always do in this case, make a break for it.
"The chicken breasts you make its usually a bit under cooked and you don't make killer salads like this, whenever you make salads...."
"Complete that sentence and you'll eat your own tongue to go with the salad." Mom threatened and dad immediately shut his trap.
"You hate my food but you always say its the best and most delicious food in the world." She yelled.
"I don't hate your food honey."
"You know what? You're a two faced liar, first you say you love my food, the next you say you hate it, you don't appreciate anything I do, you are such an ingrate." Mom spewed.
"No honey, I do appreciate you, look I'm sorry....." As dad was trying to coax mom, I took my plate of food, the wine and a bottle of water, then went under the table, from there I crawled to my room, trust me it wasn't pleasant.
My room no longer smell, I dropped the blinds and closed the windows, sat on my bed and ate my delicious food, it really was tasty, I finished it off with the wine and water and finally a burp of satisfaction.
I took my phone and Mr Bullard's message popped up on my phone screen.
Bull: no need to come to work, I've sent Sasha to your house, she'll give you your flight tickets to California, you'll have to lodge at a hotel there with your own money, I'll add it to your salary and if you have another place to stay fine.
Me: Good evening sir, what will I go and do in California?
He replied almost immediately.
Bull: business of course, go and deliver goods to one of our big clients there, she made a huge order and I don't trust any one but you to deliver her jewelries safely to her, Sasha will go over to your house to give you her address and her a box containing the jeweleries, all you have to do is give the client the box she has already paid.
Me: noted sir, the company we gave gave the contract to are working really hard and efficient.
Bull: how many sacks of diamonds have they been able to dig up?
I decided to avoid answering the question directly.
Me: they said by January they would have dug up seventy sacks of diamonds
Bull: that mean they are working really hard, that's good.
Me: yes sir, have a nice night sir.
If he knows they have gotten only five bags so far, I'm dead.
I heard a knock on my room door.
"Come in."
"Axymah there is a young lady here looking for you." Dad informed me.
"Tell her I'll be right there." I said and he left, I composed myself and went to the living room, it was Sasha.
"Mom this is one of my colleague at work, Sasha." I introduced her to my mom.
"Sasha? Nice to meet you." She said, she was indirectly asking me 'is this the bitch who always trouble you at work'
"Yes, come in." I said to Sasha answering mom's indirect question.
"Hi, how are you doing?" She asked, that's weird, oh she must be acting nice because mom is in the living room with us, she doesn't know mom knows all about how she gives me trouble at work
"I'm great and you?" I asked through my teeth.
"Fine, well the Boss asked me to give you this." She handed me a brown envelope and she pushed the box towards me, I'm guessing this contains my flight ticket and the client's home address and.
"Is everything in here?"
"Yes, I'd take my leave now." She said and stood up.
"No, you can't leave yet, you haven't had anything to drink or eat yet, would you like some biscuits or juice perhaps wine." Mom asked curtly.
"You're too kind ma'am but I must take my leave, maybe some other time."
"Okay good night."
"Bye." She said and left.
"I wish I could yank her hair off her head painfully, how dare she trouble you?" Mom asked getting protective and upset.
"It's fine mom, don't worry about it."
"Okay so what's all this?"
"I'm going to California to deliver this box of jewelries to one of our clients."
"Okay, when?"
"Tomorrow, I'll have to lodge at an hotel."
"Is tomorrow not too soon, on such a short notice, this is unacceptable." Mom said.
"I don't have a choice, this I what I signed up for when I took the job, besides I get to go to California, that's where West travelled to."
"Oh really?"
"Yes."
"You don't have to lodge at a hotel." She told me and I smiled.
"Yeah I know, I'll stay with West at his Penthouse." I said with a grin.
"No way, that's not happening, you will not sleep at his place, and I didn't know he has a penthouse."
"He does, that's where he is at."
"I don't care, you're not staying with him."
"Then why did you say I shouldn't lodge at an hotel?"
"Because my parents are in California presently, I called them earlier to inform them about my pregnancy and we will come visit them soon and they told me that they are in California."
"Okay and...?"
"You'll stay with them while you're there, you'll get to know them, they are really welcoming." She said enthusiast.
"Didn't you say they are not a fan of black people?"
"Yes they aren't, they are racists, but it doesn't matter."
"What do you mean it doesn't matter, they are racist mom, meaning they hate Blacks, dad told me they gave you a hard time, talk less of me." I said and turned my back to her.
"Baby, I just want you to know them and see them, besides you'll be there for three days maximum, right?"
"Yeah."
"Go stay with them please, for my sake." She pleaded, oh Shucks, who am I to say no my mom?!
"Okay mom, but I'll first go visit them, I won't tell them I'm staying, if they are mean to me and despise me, I'll go to a hotel straight, okay?
"But..."
"No buts mom, deal?"
"Fine."
"Great," I said and have her a hug and she hugged me back and tightly too, "I'll go get packing." I said after she finally let go and went to my room.
I'm going to see West soon, its a good thing I asked him for his penthouse address, I still remember it.
I better write it down before I forget it.