After one week on doing house chores Mish was so tired. Atleast cleaning the house and doing the laundry was not hard for her because sometimes she used Washing machine. When it comes to cooking that's where the problem was. Everytime her father asked her to cook him something to eat. At the end Mish will be quarelled because of undercooked food.
She tried using the internet by googling the procedures and recipes of the foods. Sometimes she spends a lot of her time watching YouTube tutorials of how to cook a certain dish. But with African food, some ingredients becomes hard to comprehend when translated to a foreign language. So in return she ends up cooking in un food. Sometime she puts in too much food.
To teach her a lesson, Mr Mukhongo returns home when his stomach is full. Always eating in hotels and fast foods.She has begged her father to even employee only one maid who will be cooking for them, while she does other chores but Mr Mukhongo had refused.
That's the time she wished her mother was still alive or atleast she should have learned how to cook when her mother was alive. She regretted not sledding time with the maids I'm the kitchen. Because if she would have done that, she will be knowing how to cook some food.
So in the morning she had warmed water and took it to table so that her father can make coffee himself. Knowing well that she will be quarrelled the entire day, her suitcase were already packed.
"Dad, I am sorry but this is not the kind of life I want to live." She said while standing near the door read to exit incase of anything.
"What are you saying? That's how to say good morning to your father? Mr Mukhongo said while checking the flask that contained warm water. He scoffed then turned to look at Mish. "Don't tell me that you can't even prepare tea or coffee, Mish you had the audacity to give me warm water? You want to tell me that your mother was this useless? She never thought you how to cook." He said as he made the coffee himself.
"Insult me all you want dad but not my mother, let her rest in peace. Now that I have no importance in this Family, no not family to you actually. I am leaving dad, I am sorry that once your best daughter is a dumbass in kitchen." Mish said as he dragged her suitcase out if the house.
"Where are you going? Mish come back here?" Mr Mukhongo hollered at her.
"I will be safe and okay don't worry about me." Mish shouted from outside.
She dragged her suitcase and took a taxi when she stepped outside the gate. Since her home was located near a busy feeder rood.
"You are just useless as your mother Mish, instead of facing your problems you are running away. You will just come back home and this time you better know how to cook." He said as he sipped his coffee.
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When Mish arrived at the mansion, the workers were outside busy doing what they are supposed to do. She paid the taxi the last coin she was remaining with and dragged her luggage in. The small gate was open. Her father was jobless now after the collapse of Luhyahood dream company. He is depending on Mrs Wechuli. He had run out of cash and Mish noticed that his father have even sold the Van that her uncle had left for him as inheritance. There was a time she overheard him talking over the phone, that he didn't have the logbook of those other cars that he inherited. So there was no way he could sake them. Her bank account was now empty because there was no debit made.
The workers looked at her surprisingly and some started clamoring at them. She wanted to lash out on them but she was not ready to fall out with Ivana again. She had no where else to go apart from the mansion if she angers her. Neither was she ready to go back to her home or go to upcountry, the main reason was she didn't know how to cook and she was lazy too.
Ivana was still sleeping, she didn't want to wake her up. Now that she is pregnant, and her pregnancy is a high risk one. So she just sat in the sitting room like a visitor waiting for the owner patiently. She could have gone to her room but her room was given to Milka something that made her angry when she learned that. So now she knew that she will be staying in the guest room. This the saying beggers are not choosers.
After ten minutes she had footsteps of someone descending the stairs. She knew right away that it was Ivana, who was on the phone.
"Yes uncle she is here, don't worry" Ivana said as she ended the call.
"Mish what's up, I had just talked to uncle right now. She was asking me if you are here?" Ivana said as she climbed down the stairs.
"Do you remember last week when Paul was here? And you asked us for some Privacy?" Mish asked.
"Yes" Ivana said as she yawned.
"My maid Brenda called me, at that time and told me that your dear uncle had fired them. The reason being he doesn't need their services."
Ivana looked at her surprised because, she was not understanding where the problem was.
"Are you not surprised?, Just imagine he wants me to be cooking and doing the chores that Brenda was doing a d the one Thomas was doing he was ready to do them!" She exclaimed.
"Mish what's wrong with that, I told you some time back. Perhaps you are remaining the two of you, infact by doing that you can save on money that you were paying them."
"You don't understand Ivana, the thing is, I don't know how to cook!" She said embarassingly as she bowed her head.
"Yeah I know that, so that's the reason you are here? When will you learn Mish if you don't know how to cook?" Ivana asked seriously.