Helma stepped out of the shower and tried her hair. She applied her face lotion and picked her sheep pjamas she got from the mall. She hanged Donald's suit on the couch and arranged her bed. She switched off the bedside lamp and her door went opened. It was Donald. He had a sky blue pjamas on. "Can I come in Helma" he asked with a soft cold voice. Helma nodded and he locked the door. "I...... I... I mean, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was..." He stuttered and Helma completed his words "upset". Donald sat on her bed and looked at the sheets trying to avoid her gaze. "I shouldn't have yelled at you the way I did. I couldn't control myself. The thought and sight of seeing you in the arms of another man got me angry" she blurted out. "I am sorry you had to go through all that today. From the bully to everything. I am sorry I put you through all this" Donald apologized with sincerity in his voice. Helma smiled plainly and stared at him "it is not your fault sir. You should apologize" she
Clara woke up earlier than usual. She walked downstairs to find an empty kitchen and Peter making coffee. She yawned as she climbed the stairs with her night wear. She walked straight to Donald's room and barged in as usual. "Good morning Donald" Clara greeted beaming with smile. She opened the windows and greeted again. Clara looked around surprised. She yelled Donald's name checking the bathroom, but there were no signs of him. Clara panicked! She hurried downstairs to meet Peter. "Have you seen my brother" she asked disturbed. "I haven't seen him since I dropped him and miss Helma last night from the party" he responded cleaning the dinning table. "You should call him ma'am. Maybe he went for a run." Peter suggested. Clara ran upstairs and quickly dailed Donald's number on her phone. She kept dialing but there was no response.Clara's face turned red. This has never happened before. She conflicted on what to do. Unwillingly, she decided to go to Helma. She stood at her d
7am on Monday morning, Donald walked downstairs all dressed up. Mary smiled at him "Good morning Donald. You look amazing this morning" she said fixing breakfast for him. Donlad sat on the dinning without noticing Clara and Helma who were sitted far apart. Mary served him and returned to the kitchen. "You have a meeting this morning with Franco groups sir" Helma's voice shakens as she reminded him.Donald finished his breakfast without words and walked out of the house. Helma immediately followed him. Mary walked out of the kitchen surprised. "Is Donald ok?" She asked Clara who was engrossed her phone while muching on an apple. Mary looked at Donald's direction and raised her eyebrows "Clara dear, did anything happen during the weekend" she asked staring at Clara." Hey! That look is scaring ma'am" Clara exclaimed adjusting her chair." Nothing new happened, just Helma displaying her whore side" she said bluntly. Mary looked at Clara confused." What are you talking about child"? She qu
Days went fast, and these were lonely and hard days for Helma. All she got from Donald was instructions, scoldings and cold tones. Somehow Helma missed times when Donald would smile at her occasionally and always want to talk or hold her. Helma inhaled as she got ready to end the stressfull week. She wore a peach dress and a cream colored heel to match. Helma loosed her hair to fall on her shoulders. She went downstairs and greeted Mary. Helma served breakfast and muched on her food, she hurried because she had been missing breakfasts lately because of her proud and bossy boss. He would have few bites and leave for the office without considering if she had eaten enough. She rushed her meal and cleared the plate. Coming out from the kitchen, Helma heard Clara giggling. "This is such a great sight" Helma whispered. She has never seen Clara this excited before."Mary. He finally agreed to a date with me" Clara giggled like a love struck teen. She held her hands to her jaw dreamily "Mary
Donald watched Helma through his read window as she entered a taxi. His mind kept repeating "it's a date" and it kept making his stomach tighten at the thought. He tried his best to not trail but head home, but he couldn't. He trailed behind her taxi for twenty minutes and finally stopped few meters away from a coffee shop. He saw Helma come down for the taxi and a familiar face handing her a flower. Helma collected the flowers with a smile.Helma's smile annoyed Donald. "How could she smile at flowers" he complained to himself hitting the steering. He watched Helma and Jay walk inside the coffee shop. He got more angrier when Jay held Helma's waist. Donald puffed out air from his mouth and drove back home. He kept reminding himself "She is just an employee and her personal life is none of my business" but the more he said those words to himself the more pissed he became. He drove at high speed trying to burn away his anger, but it increased."Good evening sir. Welcome back" Peter gre
"Why would you treat a lady like that! That attitude is disgusting and I hate it. She is my friend and colleague, I invited her for coffee and you Interrupted and humiliated her in front of everyone? How could you?" Jay questioned Clara. Clara flared up "wow! You should be ashamed for lying. Coffee and you were holding her like that? I saw how she threw herself at you and you fell for it" she snapped back at Jay. Jay looked at Clara surprised. He tried to talk to her but she wasn't buying any of his words. "If you keep acting this way Clara, I would be disgusted. What the hell are you blabbing?. It is obvious you hate a thing against Helma. Sort it out and don't try to accuse her of nothing. For heaven's sake, you just humiliated that lady. Don't you feel bad?" Jay asked Clara fustrated. He walked out of the cafe and Clara chased after him. "What about our date Jay" Clara asked softened. Jay looked at her coldly " there is no date! You ruined my day and embarrassed m
Clara stopped at the door and turned around "here your phone" she said extending the phone to Helma. Immediately,she dropped the phone deliberately "oops it broke" she said with an evil smile and walked away. Helma picked up her broken phone and locked her door. She laid on her bed motionless. She had no words or no tears anymore. She laid down and allowed her tears flow down her cheeks. She never imagine it would be so difficult to cope with Clara. Helma tried to sleep, she tossed around her bed for hours. She went downstairs to fix herself some warm milk to help her sleep. Helma stood in the kitchen turning the warm milk from the sauce pan to a glass when she noticed a huge shadow. Helma frightened, turned around to see the shadow. It was Donald. She sighed in relief. "Somebody is having trouble sleeping" Donald's deep voice echoed in the kitchen. "Make that glass two" he commanded heading to the dinning table.Helma placed the two glasses of milk on a platter and walked to the d
Being hitted on the head, Helma woke up in shock. She saw Donald standing away from her. She immediately rushed back to searching. She finally checked the last roll on the shelf and found a file. She brought the last file to Donald. Donald looked at her and returned back to his work. She stood in front of Donald tired and lazy. She tried to talk when he called her. "Helma, I will take your broken phone as an excuse. You were supposed to contact the janitors today miss" he looked at her disappointed. "Must I remind you of everything miss?" Donald snapped angry.Helma's looks changed at the reminder. She over slept and forgot about the janitors. "I am sorry sir, I over slept" Helma apologized. Donald chuckled holding a pencil. "look her miss, I don't plan to pay an over sleeping staff" he said. Helma looked around confused. She didn't know what to do, either to call the janitors now or fix a booking for tomorrow. She thought about her phone, she needed to get it fixed before she could m