Summer Picnic – Episode 18

Summer Picnic – Episode 18
Theme: Baby finds daddy a soulmate
Written by Pinky Preshy Chioma
Bella’s Pov:
My jaw dropped in shock….
The crazy girl wrapped her arms around my Alex’s neck.
I was dumbfounded.
“Who the heck is she Alex?” I asked with a sting of jealousy in my voice.
She scoffed and eyed me.
I became very much annoyed.
Her face looked very familiar yes but she doesn’t behave this way the other times.
I quickly stepped forward and landed a dirty slap on her face.
She became visibly scared.
As Alex held me back.
“Bella with all due respect I will not tolerate you raising your hands on her ever again” Alex warned me.
I became shocked.
Is Alex siding with this flirt?
“You want to know who I am? Well am Gol…. Marga Dantes” She smirked
“Alex Where did you pick this harlot from?” I flared up.
“How dare you call me a harlot?” She flinched
Alex quickly pushed me roughly.
I fell on the bed.
“Bella for the good of all of us, am letting you get away with calling Marga names but that I will tolerate again” Alex shunned
“But Alex she’s….” I tried saying
“If you don’t like Marga, you can get the hell outta my house Bella” Alex cut in.
I was short of words.
Words refused to come out of my mouth.
Did he just defend this slut?
Marga mocked me with a smile.
As she walked away with Alex.
Tears welled down my chubby cheeks.
No way!
I can’t let anyone take Alex from me…
Not when am already getting close to him.
I quickly wiped off my tears and picked up my cell phone.
That Marga will never get away with this.
Goldy’s Pov:
I rolled from one side of the bed to another.
The bed was so soft.
Being rich is so enjoyable.
The alarm clock rang noisily.
Gosh!
I hate this so much….
I quickly turned off the alarm and bounced back on the bed.
An hour later…..
I was still fast asleep.
You won’t blame…. I mean the room is so cool and conducive.
“Miss Marga! Miss Marga!!” Someone dragged me by my hand roughly.
I gro-ned in anger.
“Miss Marga! We’re hungry” The other voice echoed.
Those pesky kids!
Eish… I hate them so much.
It was Sandy and Nicky
I nearly slapped them but I had to control myself.
Cos I know Marga won’t do that.
I rubbed my eyes tiredly.
“Good morning Miss Marga” They chorused
Their sights irritates me so much.
I just have to pretend like I love them
“Good morning kids!” I yawned as I pushed Sandy’s hand away from my bed playfully.
“Miss Marga we’re hungry” Nicholas said from the door.
“What? Do I look like a restaurant?” I flinched
They looked at me puzzled.
I gulped nervously.
Yuck…. Do I have to always act like that good for nothing girl?
I forced a smile at them.
“Oh kids you are so funny! You’re already hungry this early morning” I pretended
They smiled and nodded.
“We want fried noddles and egg with a little ketchup” Nicky smiled.
I was boiling in rage.
Silly girl… she even have the nerve to tell me what to prepare.
“Alright darlings… I will be downstairs soon” I said as they jumped for joy and walked out.
I banged the door as I fumed in anger.
“My goodness! What do I do now? I don’t even know how to prepare food? I can’t cook…. Of course Marga is the maid and she does everything” I scratched my head.
Am in hot soup
I walked restlessly up and down the room.
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I served the food on the dinning.
I was done cooking.
Oh God!
I hope this tastes good…..
They rushed downstairs licking their l-ips.
My heart skipped a beat.
Mr Alex smiled at me happily.
So he really likes Marga this much.
I know he only loves me because of this face.
I reciprocated the smiles as they quickly dished out the food.
My heart was racing very fast.
They spooned the food into their mouth and their faces countenances changed.
Everyone spat out the food immediately and made for glasses of water.
“Eww….” The kids scre-med……
Episode 19
Marga’s Pov:
My hands were already hurting due to how tight my hands were tied.
Tears kept dropping down my cheeks.
For the past three days that I’ve been here, crying became my daily routine.
Am being tied up and treated like an animal.
Every morning, a lady who is among the thugs that were keeping me hostage always comes in with an old plate.
It’s always half done beans or just half cooked corn.
I hærdly eat anything.
For the past three days I haven’t eaten enough food.
I kept on crying and crying.
The cracking noise of the door as it threw open smacked me into consciousness.
It was the saucy lady.
As usual with the old plate.
And like always…. Half cooked beans and palm oil.
What a cruel set of people…!
Mother and Goldy are so heartless.
“Here… Eat this!!’ She dropped the plate carelessly beside me.
I blinked my eyes as tears rolled down my cheeks.
She also kept a glass of water.
“You don’t want to eat you stinky swine?” She cursed me under her breath.
I couldn’t say a word because tears didn’t let me.
I choked in tears….
“Miss Lin please let me out of here” I cried.
Well I’ve always heard them call her Lin….
Linda is her name but Lin for short.
She laughed wickedly as she kicked my ass roughly.
“You will rot in here until you die” She smirked
“Please I want to leave this….” I said as she slapped my face so hærd.
“Shut that gutter and eat” She yelled at me as she pushed me away making me hit my head against the wall so hærd.
She walked out of the room and locked the door.
I burst into tears again.
Mr Alex’s Pov:
We spat out the food with squeezed faces.
I stared at her in shock.
“Miss Marga is this really you?” Nicholas scre-med as he dropped his glass of water.
“Gosh! This is so yucky…. So much pepper and salt as well” Sandy shrieked in annoyance.
“My goodness! This isn’t like it’s prepared by Miss Marga” Nicky cried out.
“I think daddy’s food is even better than this… Yes! Dad adds a lot of pepper too but this is worst” Sandy added.
Marga bent her head in shame.
“This is so unlike you Marga… I lost my appetite” I said as I walked out of the dinning table shaking my head in disappointment.
“This food disgusts me!” Sandy said as she eyed Marga and walked upstairs.
Followed by Nicholas and Nicky who were both also grumbling.
Is this really Marga?
Why does she behave so different?
This isn’t the Marga Dantes I use to know…
She’s so different…
Sandy’s Pov:
We stormed into the room angrily.
“Oh my gosh Sandy that was the worst food I’ve ever tasted in my entire life” Nicholas blurted.
I fluttered my eyes and tapped my legs on the ground.
“Sandy is that woman downstairs really Miss Marga?” Nicky whispered.
I scratched my head in confusion.
“I don’t think so” I replied
“Gosh… What the heck is wrong with Miss Marga? That was poison in place of food” Nicholas said
I rolled my eyes at him.
Of course Nicholas is a foodie.
“Yeah right… And I know you must be so hungry now right Mr food?” I teased him as he eyed me.
“But seriously Sandy that is Miss Marga downstairs yes…. But that isn’t her cooking” Nicky said
“Nicky I have a bad feeling about her…. I mean the weird Miss Marga” I said as I bit my l-ips.
“And what’s that?” Nicholas asked
“I don’t know exactly but I will find out cos I know something is fishy” I said
“Yes Sandy! I think she isn’t really Miss Marga” Nicky lowered her voice.
We nodded our heads in agreement.
Mrs Celine’s Pov:
I sipped my wine in excitement.
And finally, my daughter is living in a big mansion.
She’s definitely going to marry the rich Mr Alex.
I smiled heartily.
Immediately, my cell phone rang aloud.
it was Goldy.
My adorable daughter
I picked up the phone.
Hello Goldy… How are you doing?.. I said happily
Am in hot soup mother… She sounded worried
What happened?… I asked anxiously
I was almost implicated today… I can’t cook mother and that’s unlike Marga… She said
I scratched my head in confusion.
Cook? Are there no chef and maids in such a big mansion?.. I managed to say.
This is just their guest house not the main building… She said.
Oh no!… I worried
What do suggest I do mother?… She asked anxiously
I was about talking when I heard a loud voice.
“CELINE WHERE THE HECK IS MY DAUGHTER?”
It was my husband.
I flinched in fear.
Goldy’s Pov:
I sat heavily on the couch worried.
I bit my fingers as my heart kept racing.
Why can’t I do this right?
And now they are having doubts about me….
I cannot let this happen.
But the food was really horrible!
Just then, I heard a loud laughter and I quickly turned around.
It was the witch “Bella”.
I turned my face away as she catwalked towards me.
She smirked mischievously at me.
“Awwn… Poor you! I saw how humiliated you were at the dinning earlier” She mocked.
This stupid lady is too garrulous for my liking.
“Stay away from me Bella” I said not knowing what else to say.
“From the time I set my eyes on you I knew there was something off about you” She started
My heart skipped a beat.
Does she know about my little secret?
I gulped nervously.
“What are you talking about Bella?” I asked in nervousness.
“You think I don’t know?” She laughed
“Know what?” I asked
She burst into laughter….
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To be continued….