HER TRADITIONAL WEDDING BATH.
Linda bent her face and bit her lower lip. "Do you know the latest?"
"How would I know when you have told me nothing", Cynthia retorted
"He didn't come personally to pick me up, but his only son".
she complained.
"I heard the president's son is weird and allergic to women and he is every woman's crush, do well not to fall for him". Cynthia teased.
"Fuck you, like you don't know he doesn't get any close to women",
"Well you might be different, but that's by the way, mum's all on me, I gat to go respond to her shouting I will call you tonight okay?"
"Yeah baby".
Cynthia hanged up first. I pressed against the wall and watched the maids come in and greet me one after the other. "Can you please tell others to stop please?"
I asked one and her face lost the brightness. "Why ma'am?"
she asked hesitantly
"As you can see, I'm very tired I gat to rest you know, you may leave",