Mabel brought her phone and checked the calls she
received and missed the previous day. None was from Coker. She checked the
messages also. None from Coker.
“Why didn’t Coker call or send
SMS?”
She dropped her
phone and continued with the clean up. Risi soon came, greeted her and stood by
the door.
“Come in dear,” Mabel told
her.
“My mummy said you need help.”
Mabel smiled and
said, “I told your mummy not to bother. I can handle it.”
“But I can help you clean up
faster.”
“Ok. Which one will you help
me do now?”
“Let me pack the trash.”
“I have already done that.”
“Have you sent them
downstairs?”
“No.”
“Let me do that then.”
“You can’t be carrying trash
for me na. what will people say when they see you?”
“So what do you want me to do?
I can’t stand here and be looking at you.”
“Help me arrange the things I scattered
while cleaning.”
Risi set to work
immediately. She helped Mabel do the much she could. Soon, they were done with
the clean up in the house.
“What about the trash?” Risi
asked Mabel. “You will not take it downstairs?”
“I will do that later. It is
not much.”
“Ok.”
They stood for
some seconds surveying their work.
“Your room is fine o,” Risi
told Mabel.
“Thank you,” Mabel replied. “What
do you want to eat?” she asked Risi.
“Anything you have.”
Mabel thought for a while. Then she checked her groceries
cupboard.
“I don’t have any snacks,” she
said.
Risi kept looking
over her shoulder in search of something that would interest her.
“DO you want to eat noodle?”
Mabel asked her. “I remember I have some packs left.
“I like noodles,” Risi
answered with her face lit up. “Can I cook it?”
“Do you know how to cook
noodles?” Mabel asked her, surprised.
“Yes, but my mummy doesn’t
allow me cook it.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yes aunty.”
“Ok. I will allow you cook it
so you can learn ok.”
“Ok aunty.”
“But you will wait, let me
shower first.”
“Ok aunty. Where can I wash my
hand?”
Mabel took her to
the bathroom and helped her wash her hand, then Risi sat on a chair and waited.
Mabel rushed a bath. Then she went to the kitchen.
“Risi come,” she called.
Risi met her in
the kitchen. She lit the stove.
“Aunty is your gas cooker not
working?”
“It is working but I can’t
allow you use it so you don’t hurt yourself.”
“Ok.”
Mabel stood there
and told her what to do. She watched Risi as she cooked the noodles. When she was done, she helped her dish it.
“Aunty I told you I can cook,”
she told Mabel, excited.
“I was telling you what to
do.”
“It is not even hard sef.”
“Cooking is not hard, as long
as you know what to do and you are careful not to pour hot water or oil on
yourself.”
They went to the
room with the plates of food. As Mabel ate, she dialed Cynthia. Cynthia picked
and put her up to speed on happenings in the house. There was no challenge.
Mabel hung up when she was done with the call.
“Risi!” they heard her mother
call.
“I am coming!” Risi shouted.
“Finish up and go answer your
mummy,” Mabel told her.
Risi rushed her
food, thanked Mabel, kept her plate in the kitchen and left.
“I will come back to wash the
plates and pot,” she said as she left. “Let me answer my mummy.”
“Don’t bother about it. I will
handle it.”
Risi left. Mabel
locked the door behind her.
(...to be continued...)
-Chinedu Isaac

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