Jadwa

"Are you sure" i asked Fatiti for the 5th time now

"Wallahi it works" she said handing me the vinegar

Since apology didn't work on him the way it works on normal people I decided to look for other alternatives to clean his shirt

"As if its made out of gold" i said scrubbing the spot as if my life depends on it

I hurried and rinsed it to see if the stain was still there,

"Thank you Fatiti" I whispered as I dried it and ironed

I kept it aside and went ahead to do my work

As usual breakfast was quiet,

I was i surprised because he ate quite a lot today,

I sneaked to set his water and pack his clothes before he finished,

Luckily he didn't ask me to stand today, maybe he was too angry about his shirt

"Whatever" i said closing the door behind me with loads of clothes on my hand,

After dinner, I decided to tell him his shirt was now clean,

I waited for him to finish eating, i was already tired of standing

"He eats like a horse" my inner voice said

I was scared to smile out so i just covered it up with a cough

He finished and I packed the dishes to the kitchen

When i went back he wasn't there so i had to meet him in his room,

As usual I knocked and waited for over 10 minutes he didn't answer and it didn't surprise me,

He speak with words not sentence,

Amla said the last time she heard his voice was 3months ago,

And if he says anything he will never repeat it,

I went in to show him the clean shirt before taking it to his closet,

"Good evening" i said even though I know I won't get a reply

I gathered all the confidence I had and went ahead to talk clearly

"I'm sorry about your shirt yesterday" i said quietly and he couldn't even raise his head to look at me

He was just starring at his phone doing what I don't know and his face was emotionless which I'm starting to get used to now because I've never seen him smiling,

"I washed it and its clean now, here it is should i hang it in your closet"

"Throw it away" he said still in his phone

"What" my inner voice said

I know I didn't hear wrongly, or maybe he was talking to his phone not me,

"Yes?" I asked just to make sure i heard him right

He was serious when he asked me to actually throw the shirt

He knew he didn't want it why didn't he ask me to throw it since?

What type of attitude is this please?

If my parents were still alive where will he even see me talk less of being rude to me,

I couldn't help but cry,

This is pure torture, no matter how i try i just don't get anything right,

Throughout the night emotions filled me up i couldn't even sleep,

"Jadwa what's wrong?" Amla asked looking at me full of pity

I just broke down because I couldn't hold it anymore,

As a good consoler that she is, she managed to calm me down so,

We dressed and headed inside the palace,

My head was pounding but i know i cant take a day off,

I managed to do my normal routine, taking his tea quietly and sneaking in to set his bathing water since i was forbidden from entering his room and these things are what I'm supposed to do on a daily basis, I just have to risk it,

During dinner he wasn't interested in eating the food at all,

They made sinasir, mashed potatoes, tuwon shinkafa with miyan kuka, with offals pepper soup and tamarind juice,

I served him everything but he only ate small mashed potatoes and took the pepper soup with small tamarind juice,

He didn't touch anything else in the table,

He got up to leave then he came back

"Pancakes and apple juice" with his voice full of command and rudeness

I've never cooked for him and the kitchen was already closed because it was past 9,

So he meant I should make pancakes for him here?

"Hasbunallah" I sighed and packed the remaining food

"At least me and Amla have plenty to eat and remain today"

I just smiled and went into the kitchen,

My mum loved cinnamon pancakes a-lot and I learnt how to make them since when i was 9,

So making plain pancakes is not a big deal,

I hurried and started, luckily everything i needed was available,

I made it with a full heart because i missed cooking ,

It is what I always do that made me happy,

I once taught all the foodstuffs in this kitchen were useless because I've never used them,

I got the apple juice and pancakes and placed them on a tray,

I went and knocked, which is useless you know but i have to,

I then entered but he wasn't in,

"Maybe he's in the balcony " I thought

So I dropped it on his table and rushed out,

I saw some panadol laying on the kitchen counter so i took it because I really needed it,

I packed the food and headed out,

"Jadwa you've been here for a month now fa" Amla reminded me

How time flies when you're hurting, I didn't even know,

After serving him breakfast the next morning I sneaked to make his bed and set his bathing water as usual

Why am i sneaking?

I myself don't know the answer to that

I finished making the bed and swept the large structure I can't call a room because it's way bigger than a normal room and the bed is also huge,

I hurried and opened the tap and stood there staring at it,

"Who are you?" I loud voice said and I couldn't even help but to tremble

I hurried and turned only to come face to face with the lion

I hurried and looked down

"I.......i....." I started stammering and couldn't even make up a sentence

He stood there obviously waiting for a reply

"I c...came to S.......set your b....bathing water" i said quietly

"What is your name" he asked sounding so angry

"Jadwa" I answered trembling because his voice sounded like tunder to my ears

"Open your mouth and reply me with words when i speak to you and how dare you stand when i am standing" he shouted sounding louder then before walking closer to me

I hurried and knelt thank God the toilet was a clean one

"What in Gods name are you doing in my room?"

"Who the hell gave you the permission to enter my room" he asked looking at me

"Why is he acting as if he has never seen me?" I asked myself

I tried to compose myself before I spoke gently

"I came to clean your room your majesty"

"Did he hear me? Why is he quiet?

"And who gave you the damn right to come into my room?"

"Why is he angry" i asked myself struggling with the tears that was about to leave my eyes

"Who sent you?" "Huh!" "What are you planning to do this time? Kill me?" He asked sounding so pissed that I almost taught he was going to slap me

I just heard a loud bang on, did he just hit the wall?

"Words words words, use your freaking voice to answer me when i talk to you damn it" he said

I sniffed and tried talking

"Mami told me to do so" i said with a shaky voice

He didn't say a word which indicated that he didn't hear me and i have to repeat myself

"Mami asked me to do all your work, I'm the maid she hired" i said biting my bottom lip which is what i always do when I'm nervous

He kept quiet for some time then he continued

"Whatever purpose or will you have against me shall never work"

"Listen and listen good, i don't ever want to see your filthy disgusting face near my room talk less of inside it or Wallahi to God who made me i will break your legs and nothing will happen"

"Get the fuck out of my room"

I didn't even know when my body involuntary moved itself to out of the room without my help,

My vision was blurry because of warm tears and i cant go down to tell Amla what happened so i just sat down on the kitchen floor pouring my heart out.

I didn't even know when I slept off,

"Jadwa!!!!!!!!" I heard my name being called

I hurried and went down to the parlor with my swollen eyes

"Gimbiya matar sarki ke son ganin ki da gaggawa" the palace guard said and i nodded and followed him behind.

I tied my head tie very well again as we walked through the gate there

Only God knows what all this is about

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