17-03-2019, 06:11 PM
"Apa said," Rubina pointed at Rashida, "She wanted four bags of sugar. FOUR! And what did you get us?"
She let go of my chin. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor in shame.
SLAP!
"Look at me when I am talking to you!" Rubina yelled at me, as she raised her hand to strike me again. "You pathetic loser!"
I immediately looked up at my younger maid as she commanded. My right cheek was getting instantly warm where Rubina had slapped me.
SLAP!
"I am sorry, choto bua." I looked up at her, my cheeks stinging as she hit me on the other cheek with the back of her hand now.
"Answer the question."
SLAP!
One again Rubina struck me powerfully across my face.
"How many bags did you get us?"
SLAP!
"Er ... one, choto bua." I answered. "I am so sorry, I didn't hear ..."
SLAP!
"One bag." Rubina said. "That's what you got."
"Er... yes, choto bua. I'm very sorry, it completely slipped my mind that bua had told me to bring four. We usually just get one at a time."
Rubina, remaining bent over so she could peer into my eyes, gently rubbed my cheeks with her dainty hands.
"How does it feel, baba, to get slapped by me?" She giggled. "The usually brash and loud young man, now meekly kneeling on the floor, at the mercy of his little maid."
SLAP!
"You could have avoided this whole embarrassing situation, baba, had you simply paid attention."
"Yes, choto bua."
SLAP!
"One bag! You didn't pay attention to what Rashida apa said, baba."
SLAP!
"Er ... yes, choto bua. I'm sorry, choto bua."
Rubina paused slapping me and looked Rashida. Rashida thought for a moment and then stepped forward. Rubina left me alone and walked back. Rashida now stood in front of me and caught hold of my ear once again.
She let go of my chin. I kept my eyes fixed on the floor in shame.
SLAP!
"Look at me when I am talking to you!" Rubina yelled at me, as she raised her hand to strike me again. "You pathetic loser!"
I immediately looked up at my younger maid as she commanded. My right cheek was getting instantly warm where Rubina had slapped me.
SLAP!
"I am sorry, choto bua." I looked up at her, my cheeks stinging as she hit me on the other cheek with the back of her hand now.
"Answer the question."
SLAP!
One again Rubina struck me powerfully across my face.
"How many bags did you get us?"
SLAP!
"Er ... one, choto bua." I answered. "I am so sorry, I didn't hear ..."
SLAP!
"One bag." Rubina said. "That's what you got."
"Er... yes, choto bua. I'm very sorry, it completely slipped my mind that bua had told me to bring four. We usually just get one at a time."
Rubina, remaining bent over so she could peer into my eyes, gently rubbed my cheeks with her dainty hands.
"How does it feel, baba, to get slapped by me?" She giggled. "The usually brash and loud young man, now meekly kneeling on the floor, at the mercy of his little maid."
SLAP!
"You could have avoided this whole embarrassing situation, baba, had you simply paid attention."
"Yes, choto bua."
SLAP!
"One bag! You didn't pay attention to what Rashida apa said, baba."
SLAP!
"Er ... yes, choto bua. I'm sorry, choto bua."
Rubina paused slapping me and looked Rashida. Rashida thought for a moment and then stepped forward. Rubina left me alone and walked back. Rashida now stood in front of me and caught hold of my ear once again.
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