When A Woman Wants.. - Episode 3

 

ROSA
She stretched out her sore limbs and released a groan of some sorts from the rewarding popping of her muscles.
She yawned and putting a hand at the back of her neck and the other strongly fixed, to steady her chin while she turned her neck a little until it made the sound she wanted…She relaxed…
Her bed was too romantic and she was finding it difficult to stand up... Just a little more slumber . She thought …after all, Saturday...
Her eye lids were coming together until she could almost see the shape of her nose and the tiny hair on her eyelids were getting bigger than they usually TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The rambunctious alarm from her phone jolted her immediately from her state of slumber. She cursed under her breath.
“Stupid Phone”
She placed both hands against her forehead as she squinted. Didn’t she put off the alarm last night? The phone was already misbehaving. Acting like it had a mind of its own...
TRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
“Oh! Not again!”
Her eyes trailed lazily to her phone that was blaring out its usual alarm, and she silenced it with sleep-lidded eyes, her locks sprawled all over her face.
Alright! She needed to stand up. Of course, that would take all her will power

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. Even if she didn’t want to, the stupid phone wouldn’t let her be.
Her legs swung over the side of the bed and she stood up with another deep yawn. And then she stretched again. Her eyes scanning around for her pair of glasses which she knew could be anywhere. Even under the bed.
She found it tucked underneath her pillow and she bent to pick it up, fixing it on her face.
 The time was 7:30am on the wall clock and taking a scarf from her little leather handbag, she tied it around her locks as she walked lazily out of the room.
The entire house was quiet, just as it has always been. She was already getting used to the Doctors daily absence from his house. 
As she walked down the long passage and was climbing down the stairs, her eyes caught the frames on the wall above the stair case, just as always.
There were different pictures of Debby on the wall. Both the one where she was standing by a waterfall and the one below what seemed like a rainbow . In both pictures, she wore only a piece of Bikini and her hair seemed to be floating in the breeze.  Then there was a picture Doctor which always got her starring..just that only one on the wall…..
He was smiling in a White T-Shirt and blue pajamas. Hanging across his shoulders was a pair of stethoscope.
What usually got her were his eyes. His pair of deep brown eyes that were looking straight at her. Even though he was smiling, it wasn’t reflecting in his eyes. The eyes looked so sad and puzzling. She found herself starring.
They haven’t actually met even though she has been staying in the house for almost two weeks now. She shuffled between his house and Debby’s place but he paid both salaries.
She had been Debby’s housekeeper and Baby sitter, confidante and almost like a sister and they have been together for almost a year now. 
Having both jobs could have been tough but luckily for her the Doctor never came home, he seemed to be deeply buried in his work. Or maybe he came home they just never met. Debby would call her when she needed her but it has been two good weeks and she hadn’t even received a call. Not even about her salary. She needed the salary especially since she needed to pay her tuition fees and change that horrible phone...
Talking of tuition, she scowled as she remembered that she still hadn’t gotten over her writers block.
This was her last year in UNILAN and she needed to finish with the release of a book that MUST qualify as a bestseller…how on earth she would do that!
She snapped out of her thoughts as she climbed down the stairs. It was frustrating. Everyone would come up with good stories except her. She would never repeat a class.
She walked into the kitchen and stopped, wide-eyed at the huge pile of mess by the sink. There were bowls, pans, plates and spoons everywhere.
The Doctor came home last night…..
Of course he did! Or who else would have created such a mess. She moved closer to the sink and reached under it to find a pair of bright yellow marigolds which she pulled on. She rinsed out a cloth and began to work on the mess. Once she had wiped up most of the food remains. She began to wash the dishes.
The doctor is around, probably she would get to meet him. She had only seen his pictures around and they had really made him more curious to meet him in person. The man whom Debby had always complained (to her only) about. Maybe she could ask him about her salary…that would seem somehow though. Being the first time they would be meeting and she asked for her money. What if he got offended? But she really needed the money... She could at least use the money to go somewhere and get inspiration for her book… She needed something to work out...
God! She really needed a divine inspiration!
The loud music from her phone interrupted her thoughts. Quickly, she took of the marigold on her right hand and dipping her hand into the left pocked of her blue-black pajamas, she brought out her phone. Without checking who the caller was, she picked it. 
“Hello. Who is this?”
“Hi, is that Rosalina?”
It was only Debby’s mother that called her that.
“Mrs. Patterson is that you?”
“Yes Rosa. Is Francis home?”
Urm... Who is Francis...oh...oh the Doctor...
“Yes Ma’am. It appears so though I’m not…”
“Go to his room and tell him Debby has been involved in a serious accident”
She was shocked.
“What! An accident? Is she okay? Will she be okay?”
“Just go tell him that girl, stop asking me stupid questions”
“But what about..?”
“R and E Hospital along the Stadium road and call me when you are almost there  Rosa!”
“R and E...Do I call you back on this same number...?”
There was a beep sound at the receiving end which signified the caller hung up.
She stared at her phone. The light of the screen was blinking. She really needed to change the phone.  She would worry about that later.  Debby had an accident! Oh God! She rushed out of the kitchen and was about to climb upstairs when she realized she didn’t even know his room.
She turned around. She didn’t even know how many rooms were in the house. She would knock on each door until she found it. She was certain he was in the house... She could see a bunch of keys on the table and those were not there last night. She climbed up slowly and knowing full well that the first room wasn’t his... That was just where she woke up from. She walked down the passageway and was confronted by four other rooms. 
She looked at the four doors to see anyone that was odd. It was only the third door of which  at the front had a pair of brown palm sandals and the foot mat also seemed to fold at the edge. She took in a long breath and motioned towards it.

FRANCIS
It was some minutes after eight in the morning. It was a beautiful Sunday morning and it was his day off. He was still in bed. He had no idea of what he was going to do throughout the whole day and he was not ready to brood over his experience two weeks ago when he had caught her with him...
If he had his way he could have stayed to work at the hospital but Angela wouldn’t let him.
“You need to sleep and work things out Francis.” She had said to him last night. “You have not given yourself any break and you are putting all your energy too much in your work. You need to work things out. If you are going to break up, you need to call her and tell her. Then you can move on.

Read " Second Chance " by the same author ( Tobi Loba )

. I and Romeo are there to help you move on you know..?”
Sure, he knew that, they were the only friends he had. He and Angela were working at the same hospital.
Maybe he should pay his aunty’ a visit. Spending time at her graveyard usually brought him an inexplicable peace, perhaps afterwards, he could go to the embassy and conclude all the arrangements needed for his travelling.  An abrupt knock on the door interrupted his thoughts...
He was surprised; he had thought he was the only one at home. Who could it be? It better not be Debby. Who else had his house key? Could it be a burglar?
The knock sounded again...
He immediately stood up, unable to decide whether to put on a shirt on his shorts or not.
Another knock came on the door again, softer than the first. He stood up straight and advanced towards the door. He fiddled with the key before pulling the door open. 
A pair of large glasses covering almost what seemed to be a pair of cute eyes starred back at him. Hair covered in a tight scarf over an over-sized pajamas.
 “Who are you?” he demanded.
The lady flushed. Looking slightly embarrassed.
“I’m Rosa, your house-keeper...well...with Debby’s”
Oh! Of course.
 “I apologize Rosa, we haven’t met “He brought his hand forward which the lady stared at as if he had just done a crazy thing…he wanted to ask what the problem was...
“Debby had an accident, I was told to tell you” She gibbered.
His heart skipped a beat. “Oh my God. Let me grab a shirt”.