𝟑𝟎 𝐃𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐥

~~ 10. ~~

            The kitchen island is wide and made up of real marble. There are cupboards made of black and white wood all around the kitchen. Some contain plates, glass bowls, bowls, mugs, and wine glasses. She didn't open the rest to see what are in them. The cupboard on the floor looks like stainless. Two gas cookers stand on their own with an oven beneath. And the other one is placed on the island together with an electronic cooker. A coffee machine, toast bread maker, and the kitchen stand electric mixer were also placed beside each other, well arranged and neat. And the rack for the spoons. There were spoons of different sets, even the knife are in set - all new and barely used. The kitchen also has a little round table and two chairs that one can sit on while working in the kitchen with a standing fan facing the table. There are two refrigerators standing side by side. One was transparent so that you could see what is in it.

           And she chuckled in amazement. That was every woman's dream kitchen. She thought.

          What money can do! She said quietly to herself.

           She was about to open the transparent refrigerator when Deborah - the lady whom she had realized works in his house as Demilade house help came inside the kitchen. She was carrying a moping stick and its bucket.

"Good morning." She muttered.

"Good Morning," Lola answered with a smile. "How was your night?"

            The girl gave her a strange look before answering reluctantly. "Fine. What do you want to do? You can't open that fridge without taking permission from Mr Demmy."

"What? Why?" She asked.

"It's none of your concern. What are you even doing here?" She asked rudely.

            Like seriously?!

           She is even speaking to her informally. Lola thought.

           She isn't taking offence in that because she doesn't care. It was obvious they were almost the same age or she is probably older than the girl by a year or two. But the annoying part is that she is talking to her rudely and with exasperation.

"Why are you talking to me that way?" Lola asked but she decided to let it go. "Whatever. What are you cooking? I want to help."

"I don't need help. I will do the cooking myself." She said. And she went away with the mopping stick and the bucket.

           Lola stood in shock. She returned to the kitchen. And she decided to ask again.

"I want to cook. I want to do something."

           She stopped what she was doing and faced Lola. "Fine. You can cook all you want. Enter through that door and the food store is there. You can decide what to cook. And when you want to cook, add the gateman and the two security men dishes to it."

"No problem. That is what you should have said. I hate staying idle." Lola said with a little smile.

           But Deborah just scoffed and walked away.

            She made plantain and fried eggs for everyone to eat for breakfast. By the time she was done with the setting of food on the dining table, it was already 6: 15 and that was when Demilade came down the stairs. He was already dressed up in a black suit. His shirt was also black so was the tie.

           It may sound so weird but it looked so good on him. Even Lola stood to admire the man in front of her. The suit fitted perfectly on his body leaving no space for waste. And she had also noticed he loves black.