1 to 3 🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤 *THE AFFAIR* _WRITTEN BY: PERSEVERE JAY KAY_ _EDITED BY: LISSTTY_ https://whatsapp.com/channel/0029Vadg8wzCcW4uiPhj2T25 *COMMENTS GROUP* https://chat.whatsapp.com/CJC8E8Sf2ZMLF3maH3d5hp *_____________________* *CHAPTER 1* _wrong door_ In my third year at varsity l had to go for attachment. I had applied to several institutions and among my very few options, l ended up not having to travel at all. I had found myself a soft spot at Cresta Jameson hotel in Harare. First name Terrence. Surname Ndira. But as we all know zita rinozongo damburwa haro wosara wave Terry surname yobva yaiswa kuchirungu. I had been doing an Honours in Tourism and Hospitality and there, l had landed initially as a Housekeeping attachee. That wasn't bad compared to what my other friends got. Some of them had even ended up having to travel to distant places like Bluez or Marondera n stuff. The luckier ones had ended up having to travel to Vic Falls maybe. Well l hadn't really even applied to go there for several reasons. I had a girlfriend here in Harare. My best friend Ryan had found a place at Holiday Inn so technically he wasn't going anywhere either. Infact tanga tatoita chiplan chekurenter room tese muSuningdale. The official reason that our parents knew, for easy travel and cheaper transport costs. But real reason chaiyo yairi yekuitira kuti kuzounza mabby kumba kusanetse. Munongoziva magap ekuunza munhu pamba pakazara mbombera ma1. Apa kalife ke varsity kanenge katokujaidza kuita kunge munhu akatoroora chii chii. 1 July was my first day to work. Ndakamukira kunicer nicer obvious excitement inenge ichiri yakazara hayo. I hadn't really been a formals person and yet it looked like l was gonna have to start. That day l was in a black trouser, white shirt and a black tie. Non fancy but l didn't really look bad in it. Haircut yanga ichiri fresh hayo so ka confidence unenge uchiri kukanzwawo mbichana chii chii. Bhutsu ndanga ndatobvawo ndaisa polish but by the time yandaka crosser dhorobha kubva kuCharge office kunobata Samora, hameno dust ranga rabvepi ndanga ndaakutoita kunge ndamboita ma burnouts kuHatcliff. Ndini uyo ndasvika paya ndatarisana nebuilding ndikati rega ndimbo pukuta bhutsu ndisati ndapinda mukati. First impression chii chii. While l was still in the parking lot paye ndakabva ndaridzirwa bhero nemota yanga iri right behind me. From the exquisite and sleek appearances of the Mercedes l was so sure that wasn't me being honked at. So ndakango cheuka ndokubva ndaenderera ne chim_chom chii chii. Another honk came and this time he added a wave and signalled me ne ruoko. You know that frown you put on your face inenge ichiita kunge ikuti 'inini here mukuru'? Yap that was me ndichiita ndichi cheuka to confirm if there wasn't someone else kumashure kwangu. There wasn't. Ndakafamba ndichienda ikoko paye ndokusvika. It was this helfty looking guy who prolly had_had too much to eat and/or drink all his life. Madhara ematumbu to be more descriptive. "Mamuka sei?" I began. "Bhoo here mufanami?" "Haa bhoo zvangu." "Unoshanda apa handiti?" My answer was clearly a yes and no so l had to be more detailed in my answer. "Well yeah but ndatotanga nhasi. Attachment." "Owe, that's great. I have mine too shes going to Attachment soon. She has been doing her studies kuSA." I was pretty late so l didn't see the reason he had to call me just to brag about his bougie life, but unongoziva before going for these things unenge wambopihwa twuma lecture chii nana muchembere so imwe pfungwa yakabva yati what if I'm being tested or something so l had to play along. "How can l help you sir?" "Well dakuno deedzera my wife, she just got in there right now. Looks like l_" asati apedza sentence yake akabva atarisa kumain door and then he was like, "Oh, abva abuda l think she saw my text." Ndakato cheukawo and there she was walking to us. Okay lemme give it to the man. His wife was jus, daamn. Formal dressing and stuff, a long weave and stuff. Let's jus say either the money was doing the job or the man jus had a choice. "Hey, hun? What happened", she asked achisvika. "You remember what l was telling you makuseni paye? Haichamuke mota iya", he said. As much as l wanted to hear the rest of their story, l was kinda late so ndakabva ndati hapana chandichamirira. "Regai ndichienda hangu." "Owe thanks mafana. Whats your name again?" He asked. "Terrence." "Okay thanks Terry. Good luck on your first day. Babe, this is the kid who was helping me. He is an attachee ma company penyu. Terrence, this is the wife l was sending you to call." "Owe, thanks Terrence. So you're new around here huh?" "Yeah. Housekeeping." "I hope we are gonna work well together. I'm Mrs Moyo, the deputy manager at the hotel", she said. "Owe nice to meet you", speaking with the realisation that you are talking to one of your bosses and stuff. "Chimhanya Terry, before l fire you on your first day", she said with a smile havo and yet she was still intimidating asf. Ndakabva ndafamba ndichibva paye ndokunanga kwandaifanira kusvikira according to me letter. Ndakasvika vamwe vatomira kare. "This is clearly a bad way to start your first day Mr_?" "Ndira", l finished up for him. "I don't care. Why are you late?" "Sorry sir it won't happen again", l said calmly. "Apologies don't get things done Terrence. You here me? We don't pay you for excuses here and never forget kuti your letter from college doesn't necessary force us to pay you. You can work here for free you here me!" Unopusa pusa apa vamwe vako ma fellow attachees anenge ango kutarisa. Well you won't have much to say when all you are trying to do is last and get a good report at the end of it all. Dude clearly was into business or he just hated me for some reason. Either way, l was screwed. He continued, "I'm Mr Tichaona asi around here they call me Tichman. Or Ticha if l let you call me that. Not married so ladies", he said winking at the ladies. I clearly had decided. I hated the mf. He carried on. "I'm going to be your supervisor around here. Department of Housekeeping. Any sleep any slumber I'm writing it down in a way that will fuck up your entire fucking carrier you here me?" That really sounded like a lot of curse words in one sentence, especially for an institute that bases in Hospitality. Takazobvapo ndatofa mweya ini. Twuma hopes twese twaunenge wabva natwo kumba twuno pera. Anyways for while that day everything was about work, meeting friends and familiarising with everyone, dzungu rekupihwa wifi password chii. Around lunch l got a video call from my girlfriend. That felt like something l needed so the good parts about the day would outweigh the bad parts. She was a freshman and she was on holiday. [Hey baby?] I answered. [You look nice in formal.] Ndakabva ndaseka hangu paye. [Thanks. You look nice too l miss you.] [Hant wakati ndozouya kana waita settle down here at your new place?] She said and continued. [Plus wakati you are going to send me transport asi hausati waisa.] [ I have been working on settling down baby you know that. Ndokusendera on my way home okay?] [Thanks daddy. I just remembered something, musoro wangu hauchaita Terry hauto nyarewo kunzi mukadzi wake ngaasimuke ndosimuka ne box braid yaakuto looker old iyi?] [Hmm maimwana. 2 weeks dzamboti dzambo kwana here since marukwa.] [ l know babe but you didn't buy me spray yacho zve and you know kuti if l don't maintain the hairstyle obviously inokasika kusakara. Ukanditengera spray uchatoona ndichirova kana 3 straight weeks.] [Okay okay babe lemme see what l can do.] Ndakatozodaro ndatoona kuti kunyengererwa kwacho kwaisapera zve. [Thanks dzadzy. Thats why l love love you so much. Mubva mangosenda yese ka1 neye transport so ndobva ndatongouya nekukupedzerai and stuff. You know l miss you n stuff.] Once she changed her tone you wud definitely know kuti she's about to start sounding nasty apa privacy manje unenge usina. So ndakazongo cutter conversation paye ndaakuseka cause iii maipinda munhu kah ndikashaya kwekunyarira. [Lets save the conversation for later hanty babe? I gotta go. The money I'll do it when l clock off.] [Okay boo. I love you so much wanzwa.] She said mouthing an air kiss and l smiled. [Lah you too.] As soon as l hung up Angela my other fellow attachee akabva apinda mu break room, "Time to go back to work lover boy. Lunch is over ukasvikirwa naTichman hokoyo." Akadaro achiseka ndokubva ndasekawo too. "Yeah for real that nigga is off to get my head. Akutoda zveipapo." I said ndakurongedza maplates angu. As we walked out she asked me. "How long have you been dating?" For a sec l tried to calculate what she meant then l joined the dots. She had been listening to my call. "You were listening weren't you?" "Doesn't matter. How long?" "Few months. Mayb 6 or 7 now. Why?" "Nothing hangu. Just be careful", she said as we were about to split ways. Ndakatoshaya kuti aizama kutii and yet she wouldn't tell me anything else except that. Anyways l let it go. As part of the second half of my day l was supposed to locate Mr Tichaona. He had asked me to. But l couldn't find him. While l was wondering around and getting lost l bumped into the hotel manager. I didn't really know him but the dresscode and the name tags on him did it. He was in some sort of hurry to go out. "What are you doing?" He asked. "Afternoon sir. I'm trying to locate Mr Tichaona. He asked me too." "Okay before that, can you go back up to my office and grab my car keys for me. Mhanya", he said handing me his keycard. "I'll be waiting pa reception. Mhanya I'm late for a meeting." Munongozivawo kutumwa nemukuru uno feeler kunge you are saving the world n shit. Ndakamhanya as if my report depended on it. His keycard opened everything on this way so it wasn't restricted by anything from elevators to all offices. Little did l know that his office was next to the deputy manager's office. I didn't even see the Deputy ndakangosvika nekuisa card, the door clicked opened up and then as l entered l bumped into the sweaty face of Mrs Moyo sitting on top of the office desk, her legs opened up to the maximum, panties hanging on the left leg and Mr Tichaona balls deep inside her with his trousers dropped to the floor. They both looked at me with very angry faces and with the confusion still bluring my every judgement l only managed to say, "Sorry," and l closed the door and left. Chapter 2 _consolidation_ NARRATION. Panic struck the two of them as the kid left the office with a pale face. Pakamboita ka silence of about 5 seconds as both of them didn't move trying to ascertain how much the kid could have seen. From the looks of it, he clearly had seen too much of what he wasn't even supposed to know. It wasn't long before Mrs Moyo pushed the guy off her with a sudden and disturbed motion all over. She quickly dressed up and as confusion took all over her. "Shit", Tichman akadaro as he pulled his trousers up and quickly started buckling up. "Ndambokuudza but you don't listen", Mrs Moyo continued. "How is this my fault? We both wanted this. Stop trying to blame me we need to handle this." "What do you mean by we need to handle this? You are the guy you are both men." "So?" "I don't know Tich. Figure something out. Do l always have to think for you nhai", Mrs Moyo said almost raising her voice as she was both confused, nervous and frustrated. "Damn. how did he even get in. I thought it was locked." "Stop asking stupid questions and go get that kid. Didn't you see the card raanga anaro? What if he was with Mr Nhau. Think." "Bring him then what?" "I don't know just bring him I'll think of something. Hant ndini ndega ndinongo funga pahu2 hwedu?" She said and this time she was now pacing up and down the room. TERRY As l closed the door l had a sudden panic attack as my head desperately tried to process everything that l had seen the previous few seconds. I had to take a deep breath to calm my nerves, and then l got my shit together. I just reached to the next door, which was intended initially. Grabbed the keys and locked the door. As l had already been delayed l was trying to make my way down to the manager who was still waiting for me downstairs. I hadn't even finished the corridor when Tichman showed up behind me with his sweaty face which had even been complimented more by the running and sweating. Ndakatoshaya kuti aimhanyei. "Everything okay Sir?" I asked innocently semunhu ainge asina chaaona hake. "Saka apa ukumhanyepi? Kuno reporter?" He asked as he grabbed me while he simultaneously catched his breath. "What? No. I didn't see anything. Ndikumhanya cause ndatumwa naMr Nhau and he is waiting for me." "Watumwei?" "Ma keys aya?" I said showing him. He looked at them, paused a bit as he sort of tried to think ndokuzongoti, "ndipe ndiendese." "Mha?" "Ndipe ndiendese. I'll tell him l sent you somewhere else. As for you, go back to the Deputy's office. She's waiting for you." Hana yakabva yatotanga kurova. "Kwakanaka here?" You know these things of seeing stuff you aren't supposed to see can get you in trouble. "Kwakanaka. Its about work. Go hurry tone. Are you asking questions now?" "No Sir" He took the keys and carried on ndokusiiwa with a mandate to go back to the crime scene. I couldn't stop trying to assume the reason why l was being called, even though l was half certain on what it was gonna be about. I knocked ndichisvika padoor and she opened for me. "Owe, come on in Trevor. No Trey? Terry right?" "Yeah Terrence ma'am", l said and l swear l was nervous asf. Well it kinda went both ways because she was looking and kind acting differently. "I heard you called me. If this is about earlier ma'am l swear I'm really sorry it was a mistake l thought l was opening the manager's_" "Take a seat Terrence", she didn't lemme finish. I took a seat and waited. "Water?" She asked. She definitely was stalling. "No thank you", "Okay fine. Loosen up Terrence. Do l intimidate you that much?" "Depends on your definition of intimidating maam. You're my boss of cause somewhere somehow you intimidate everyone else below your hierarchy level." "Wow. I see you still have the business language on your tongue and stuff. Zviri right manje. You have a future in this industry." "Thank you mam", l just said but honestly how could she have known anything about my future jus from being a few hours in the building. "Anyways, speaking about future, you wouldn't want anything to happen to career starting from this attachment right?" From the sound of it, l could definitely see where it was going. "I won't say anything maam if that's what you are worried about. It's not my business anyways." "I'm glad to hear that", she said, stood up from her side of the desk and came to my side as she carried on, "Because it would be quite a shame. To loose this attachment that you recently started right?" "Yes ma'am", l said but yeah, that clearly sounded like a threat. "Good boy", she said as she was now standing behind my chair holding my shoulders. Yep, she intimidated the hell out of me. "Now get back to work", Ndaakutodzokera ndoo pandakazo sangana naHR vedu. The one who had interviewed us in the first place. "Afternoon Sir?" "Where have you been Ndira? I was looking for you?" He asked. "Sorry sir l was in a meeting kuoffice yaMrs Moyo." Vakabva vaseka. "Mufana ne first day you are already attending meetings that are 2 ranks above? What kinda of trouble are you into?" One thing about this guy, he was kinda friendly like even if you approach him trying to observe protocol you would always end up makutoseka mese. "Haa nothing serious. She was just briefing me about some things", ndabva ndavhara vhara even though his face still confirmed kuti he knew l was in some kind of trouble. But he let it go. "Fine, just be careful around her, once that one hates you your report is compromised", Ndakazopedza kutaura naye mudhara iyeye pfungwa dzakuto deepisa. Nechandanga ndichaenderao mudoor risiro. As if the start of the day wasn't enough drama already, it looked like the second half of the day had its own. There wasn't much work that day as it was a first day. Takazoita clock off ndini uyo nekunonokerwa nekuudza Ryan my buddie all about the day kwaakukanganwa kupfuura ndichisenda mari iya. Takato linker naRyan mutown imomo kwakuzodzika kuden tese ndichi tsanangurira chikomana about the day. Okay maybe not the day but mostly the second part of it. "Daamn, wadii kutora pic? You mean watoona makumbo zvese chii chii?" "Haaa wangu.The funny part is ndatombo linker ne husband yacho monaz. Apa moms iyoyo sandi munakiro wayakaita ndikukutaurira." "Watanga kuda kudya vakadzi vevanhu. Wakambopotsa watirovesa gore riya." "Haha wangu that was different. Mubaby uya uya yanga iri fault yake ndiye akandi nyepera. Plus she was even younger than me. Hapana pazvichatombo fanana nemoms iyi yekuti vatone ring chii chii." "I'm still trying to connect dots. Wati moms ava ndi manager wepa hotel apa?" "Vice..." "Saka munhu wa Deputy manager ari married to mbinga anenge achirohwerwei masinhi nekamu niqqa kakuita supervision?" "Exactly my question until now. Haa ndabatikana wangu. Ndikuto feeler kunge ndahurirwa." Takabva taseka tese as we carried on nekunyeya. Around 5 tanga tatoo kumba. We didn't even stay takabva tatobuda kwakuenda kubhora. Musi wachowo Liverpool yakatohwinha chii ychii ndikadzoka ndichifamba Ryan since ManCity yake yanga yadyiwa. Tanga Takango farisawo farisawo day racho. Kuma around 7 tatodzoka ndokubva ndazoenda paWhatsapp dhumha dhumha ne13 missed calls from (BABE). "Shit", ndakabva ndangodaro as l realised zvandanga ndaita. "Chii?" Ryan akavhunza as l was trying to call her back. "Ndandichifana kuisira Fadzi mari paEcocash kwakubva ndazvi dhibha haha ndodyiwa nhasi. Pfeka bhutsu undi pushe pazasi paye pawatenga airtime. Vanga tadze kuita zve ecocash?" "Haa wangu, ungomuudza kuti tozviita monaz. Mwana wako achatizvimbisawo iwe", Fadzi akabva adaira. [Hey babe?] I began. [Terrence is there something going on?] [What do you mean?] [You haven't been picking my calls wauchiitei? Apa you lied to me.] [I didn't lie to you what are you talking about. Tikuto pfeka bhutsu kuti tino tsvaga ecocash zvaizvezvi ndandiri busy Fadzie.] I said ndichito mhanya mhanya kupfeka mapush. [Don't send hako kana usingade. Ndakuto feeler like I'm forcing you Terry. Mazuvano hameno zvauri kuita.] That twisted up so quickly. There's nothing l liked or understood pane zvaakataura but then l didn't wanna argue. So l came up with an idea. [I don't know kuti zvauri kutaura wazviwanepi. But doesn't matter. Here is the thing. I'm coming there tomorrow early morning. We talk and l bring the money. How does that sound.] [How early?] [Like zvekuma 6 chaizvo. Before work. I stay maybe an hour then l come back to town.] [Cool. Uuye nema wings] [Andowanepi kuma 6 nhai.] [Then you bring the money ndotenga pandenge ndakuku perekedza.] [Okay. Cool. I love you.] [U too. I gotta go.] She said and hung up. "Did l just hear you mudhara muchitaura zvemukira kumba kwemunhu monaz?" "Its not like I've much of a choice. She tripping. Besides, haasi kuden den. Arikuma heights uko kwaari kugara nezvima cousins zvake zviya zvisina kukwana." "Haa azopanduka mwana uya", "Haa kuti kudaro here. She ain't even that close nawo mazi baby aye plus anomukira kubuda so zero pressure." "Chete havana pressure havo hant last time paye vaitoziva kuti wakaita sleepover ikoko?" "Yeah haa havana. Ndoto taura navo vese." "Asi still, monaz kuma 6? Haa Relationship itai henyu mega", Ryan akabva adaro achibvisa ma push aanga apfeka. Ndakasvika kuMt Pleasant heights early monaz zvekuti 06.15am ndaitopinda muroom yemunhu paye. Semunhu anga audzwa kuti chidaddy chikuuya anga ato nicer nicer chii chii cause ndakasvika munhu atori mu dt monaz iyoyo aripa mirror. "Hey baby", she started as l entered ndokubva ndatoenda behind her pamirror paye and l started kissing her muhuro chii chii. She always liked it when l did that. Worse ukazobata waist and mahips you would own her. "Usade kundivhara hako ndakakutsamwira apa", she said achiyema yema ndokucheuka achindi tarisa and l gave her a kiss pamuromo. "Shhh you know, l gat you wani", l said ndokubva ndabuda mari yacho and l put it pa table ndobva ka easer. "Anything else?" Kakabva katanga kunyaririra paya and she kissed me. "Thanks daddy." Yanga isiri first time yangu kuuya kuzovharira mwana kuden iri so handina kutombo nonokera. Ndakatongo simudza munhu ndokumuisa pabed, and she kept holding on to me. Her phone rang, l flipped it to silence it. It rang again. "Why don't you jus answer vakutoti kanganisa ka ava." "Don't worry about them, all l need is you right now", she said in a half whisper, took her phone ndokubva yaiswa paflight mode. Was kinda better. Jus removing the dt l found myself with a fresh meal ready to be devoured. Kissed her until she was literally going crazy and even from my own trousers l could feel the ancestors whispering, "it's time son." Who am l to oppose the ancestors. I shoved it in her and then boom there was a knock. Unotongoona kuti uyu ndiSatan asingadi chakanaka mulife mako shuwa. Takamboti zii tese paya cause we clearly both didn't know who it was. Another knock came along with a male whisper. "Hey Faa. Its me, ndakanganwa belt kupillow." *CHAPTER 3* _the fight_ *TERRENCE* Pakaita ka silence as l turned to look at her face as she laid down there,trying to confirm if l had heard right. She gave me the 'I'm confused face' but clearly l wasn't buying it. That moment when she's all naked, boobs pointing at you n shit but still you instantly feel the hard on wilting away while you still inside her. "Whats wrong? Lets ignore him", she said and held my waist like she knew l was gonna pull out. Of course she was right. I got off her instantly, dressed up while she kept denying things l hadn't even asked. I headed straight to the door with enough eagerness to satisfy my curiosity. Ndichivhura, there stood this other guy, kinda tall but a lil skinnier than me i would say. By the moment he saw me he quickly started playing dumb. "Aah madii mukuru. Owe ndimi? I've heard so much about you. Fadzi arimo?" "Nigga who are you?" "Owe, sorry l forgot ma intro. Pardon mamanners. Ndoitwa Gift and..." "Ukudei?" I asked straight up before he could feed me more bullshit. He gave a quick fake nervous chuckle apa uyu Fadzi anga ateera kudoor still in the dt. "Like l had stated earlier, ndirikuda belt. I know it prolly sounds weird but l left my belt muroom mecousin yake and l was hoping kuti maybe she left it kuna Faa." "You see, babe? Its nothing lets get back mukati. He's just a friend uyu," Fadzi added. "I thought he said he's with your cousin." I asked. "Yeah l am but,, but its like we are friends too that's how l met her cousin." "You see babe? Lets go you're just over reacting. You think l would do that to you?" Fadzi kept insisting. "Haa musakwate henyu king baby nderenyu. Ndaitomboridawo but ndakatobukirwa imimi. Hapana hapana munotodiwa. Anyways, Faa wazotii ne belt ndingorova bounce chii chii", "Wait wait, okay ibhoo. Belt wati riripai?" I asked him. "Pasi pepillow kuside kuwardrobe. Kutongosimudza pillow iya yeblue unotoriona reblack." I don't know why l instantly lost it but ndakazongoona ndamugara nerimwe gwati rakandivhundutsawo kana neni. "How do you know kuti paaripihwa aisa pai? Like the exact spot. How did you know?" Muface akaita hasha dzimwe dzisiri serious dzekuda kuuya kuma come back and Fadzi akabva amhanya pakati pedu ndokutanga kubata Gift uye. She was yelling and all trying to stop him and get him out of there and there l stood doing a lot of calculations all at once in my head. "Who do you think you are unoita lay a hand on me? Huh? For a chick? Fadzi ndisiye muface uyu ada kundi saiza", this was Givi achiita kubhubha nehasha and stuff and yet my mind wasn't even there to process it all at once. "Handikukwate wanzwa. And you know what? Belt ndini ndatorisiya muroom imomo. I was with your chick all fucking night!" "Whats wrong with you Gift huh? Zvauri kutaura ukuzviwanepi huh? Chibva uende." "No mhani this guy needs to hear it. I don't care about what he thinks mhani. Baby as long as richivhura totodya tese what are you gonna do about it huh?" This time kaFadzi kakabva kabatikanawo and she slapped him and he pushed her kwakadaro uko dt richitiwo ndazvitadza keakumusiya omene. With her out of the way he charged at me baba. Apa nditoriwo netwuri kundi netsa. Ndakachigarwa chifight paya ndichidhumhira padoor frame ndikamboona twunyeredzi mbichana. Hasha dzikati dzatutuma. Woti kudya baby rangu woti kundi vandaliser. Ndakangotora vase yemaruva yairi padoor ndokubva ndafufunyurira mumusoro mejaya. Riri pakati pekushaya kuti chii chaiitika ndokumupa chibhakera cheshungu chekuti neni ndakachinzwa nechekumusana uku. Achiti pasi ndikati naye kusvika Fadzi auya kuzobata. I swear l almost pushed and slapped the shit out of her too. I stormed into the room, picked my things and walked out with her still going like 'i can explain.' "Chimira ndipukute apo Terry. I have band-aid listen." Obviously l didn't wanna hear it. Ndakavasiya varimo and l headed out. Apa pandanga ndabhabhatidzwa paya panga pakubleeder uku shirt yandato ainawo yakuita kunge yazvomorwa mumuromo medhongi. Besides all those, you can't image the pain l felt inside. I had just multi tasked to see her, and boom from the looks of it she had been screwing around. That's not the worst part. The worst part was she had guts to fuck some niqqa the very night before l come over. I couldn't even think straight ndakapotsa ndadhumhiwa nebaskoro ndichienda kubusstop. Semunhu anga adamburira round rake muroad handina kuzombo nonoka ndakasvikawo some minutes before apa l clearly wanted to go to the bathroom first, try and wash my face and then maybe look presentable enough for a second day. Ndichisvika panze pe building ndakasangana nemurume waMrs Moyo obva andi greater. I hadn't even seen him. I jus quickly greeted him back and we had a quick words exchange about football but l didn't wanna stick around to chat. Apparently he supported Liverpool too and he wanted to share the excitement. Guess who wasn't in the mood. I just clocked in, went straight to the bathroom ndokugeza face and yeah, it was enough to at least remove the stains n stuff. On my way out l bumped into Mrs Moyo. "What where you guys talking about?" She went straight to asking she didn't even give me a chance to greet her. "Morning maam." "Morning. Ndati mamuchitaurei with my husband?" "Nothing maam. Just football stuff." I said ndatoona kuti she was worried kuti pamwe ndaita makuhwa. As she gave me the look that wanted to confirm weather l was lying or not guess that's when she spotted it. "Ko apo waita sei? What happened?" "Its nothing, ndadhumira padoor. I'm fine." Ndakabva ndavhara vhara ndakuda kutofamba ndichienda. "Terrence! You are not fine. My office now!" Unenge uri frustrated then boom some mf starts trying to make it worse. Apa well, if she pulls rank on you there's nothing you can do about it. Ndakazongo famba ndichibvapo ndichienda kuoffice kwavo but hapana chandaitombo nakidzwa nacho panguva idzodzo. My day had already started bad and l wasn't in the mood to get more lectures about their drama from previous day. Ndakasvika ndokumira padoor as she followed behind me, opened the door and went in. I followed with an attitude written all over my face. "Maam, if this is about yesterday aga_" "Take a seat", she cut my sentence. While l stood there trying to be all rebellious n shit she pulled the chair for me and l found myself sitting down in the end. She walked to the drawer case which was on the far end of the office and came back with a first aid box. "Maam, its okay you don't have to..." "Don't be too proud to accept help T", she said calmly, came and sat on the desk infront of me, prolly the same sport she was being fucked on earlier. And besides, that was just too close for professionalism. She made a small cotton ball, dipped it in some liquid, I'm not even sure what it was, and then she started patting the bruise gently. At first contact l gave a 'sss' as the cold ball gave me a sharp burning sensation and she was like, "sorry, its to disinfect the wound." In mind l was like this ain't America bruv. Kuno munhu anozongoona apora zvekutipa ka first aid patwuma vanga twatinenge tatsvaga tega izvi rinenge ratoo drama. Well l couldn't say that out loud could l. I sat there as she finished apa rumwe rwuri pachirebvu pangu tryna hold me still. She was so focused paya. Y'al know when ladies sit down they get wider right? I'm not saying anything or anything hangu asi eeh. She finished up, took a band aid and sticked it on the bruise then gave it an extra pat while looking at me, "you gonna tell me what really happened?" "There's nothing to tell you, ndadhumhira." "Okay okay fine. Just be careful okay?" "Thank you, can l go now? Ndinenge ndakutsvagwa soon nasupervisor...." "You do know you should be worried about me more than him right? Considering l manage both of you", she said vakurongedza first aid box ndokubva padesk, "Yeah you can go." There was a knock and she went to attend it. It was Mr Tichaona. As soon as he saw me he walked in. "I was looking for this young man. Vamwe vake vaakutanga. What's he doing anyways?" "I had him in a meeting. We are done anyways", she said as l stood up greeted him and left. *NARRATION* "What was he doing in here?" "Why does it matter?" "It matters, especially if it involves you and me." "That's the problem Tich. There's no you and me. Yesterday was a mistake." "What are you talking about. You know there was something to it. You can't tell me you didn't enjoy it." "Guess what, maybe l did, until some kid walked in on me, now it feel like the worst mistake of my life. So get over it Mr Tichaona. It was just sex okay?" "Well, thats not the first of our problems. If that kid says the wrong words to someone around here," "He won't." "I'm saying if he does, you know the company policy." "I sure damn well know the company policy are you forgetting l was there when it was amended. You weren't. I'll handle it." "I was just reminding you. We have to do something." "Something like what Ticha? Something like what?" "I don't know, mayb we could, l don't know. The kid gotta go. We can't go another year wondering if he's maybe going to wake up feeling like confessing and l loose everything. " "Whoa whoa what do you mean kid gotta go. You want to get him fired off his attachment?" "He will find another hotel there's still time ma attachments aya achiri kutanga." "I'm not giving some kid a bad record just because we couldn't keep our hands to ourselves." "So you'd rather get fired for him? Or l don't know, rather your husband finds out?" "I'll figure it out." "Listen_" "This conversation is over Mr Tichaona." "If you don't fix it, I'll" He said and with a very angry face he left the room. *END OF CHAPTER 3* @KINGVILLA