SEAL BREAK.
"It's not!" kish refuted.
"Stay off my frigging case!"
"In your dreams!" We went back and forth for how long? I don't know, until the said guy who brought about the drag me here and there signaled he was ready to make an order.
"Took him so long to be ready to make an order ha?" Slip my gob before I could hold my tongue. I bit within my lower lip in regret immediately the diction left my mouth. It seemed the universe itself was in support of kish torturing me. For this freudian slip? Another round of kisha's bitter nags coming right up! 'How could I have been so careless!'
"Uuh!" kish said smoothly.
"What?" I asked innocently.
"So someone was peeping after all ha?" She accused to my embarrassment.
"Whatever!" I snubbed her.
"Anyway that's your que." She said getting off the high bar stool, walking past me. 'Thank God! it was just a short tease. Whew! Close call. Bearable at least.
"And where do you think you are going little miss inquisitive?" I questioned her as she wagged her tail along like a duck.
"To the kitchen of course." She replied.
"The customer is that way." I reminded her.
"Oh yeah! That? Your take!" She simply put.
"What?" I exclaimed in question.
"You take care of that whiles I finish up in there." She says turning on her way immediately not sparing me as much as a glance. 'Oh ... No! you are not going to leave this on me today.' I thought.
"Kiiish!" I called seething which received my name and a deep cut backlash as a response.
"What? kea! Not in the mood to take up any jobs today? Oh! oh! yeah! Not heart broken yet right?! Don't worry. This one doesn't look like a deserter either. I can assure you! Go for it." apathetically delivered, still without turning around. Savage bitch!
"Kish! Come back here Young lady! You don't get to decide job allocations."I ordered gnashing my teeth as I tried to keep my voice undertone.
"Sorry ma'am! I already did and please stop being dramatic." She rang back.
"Haa!" I gasped unbelievably. How did I ever earn a wicked inconsiderate rival without a man? 'I wondered.' I am to be woefully pitied! Sincerely speaking.
"Don't give your family legacy a bad response time repute kea." Were the words the little manipulative devil spat back at me. The little cajoling wench! of a girl.
"Oh wow!" Coming from an employee who knows she should be working for me! Whom I should send around yet she does that to me instead. The irony. Does she even know she is supposed to make us think she has the best interest of our establishment at heart? The block-headed girl. Did she just do that by her statement? or ... Is she just an arm twister!? That's just what she simply is! A fucking low down arm twister! Shaking my head, I took a sigh of helplessness, lifted my hands up in surrender, picked up a waist apron tied it around my mid section and headed towards the customer with a note pad and a pen.
However, the demonic entity Kisha only made that move to achieve her goal; as in ... coheres me to meet the guy, not to go finish what I had started in the kitchen as she made me believe and she had the nerve to gibe on top of it. The Kisha turned monitoring spirit now, made a turnaround as soon as I conceded to make matters short, to perch near the kitchen entrance to spy out the upcoming encounter unravel realizing she had succeeded in executing her plan. How did she know how to make me dance to her tune?
"Go make us proud kea!" Came behind me from the brazen caricature of the girl called Kisha. Salt in my wounds.
Oooh! Kisha! Kisha! Kisha! You damned evil taunt-tress!" How do you want your karma? Spicy Hot! with extra sprinkle of fresh chopped up carolina reaper peppers i guess. I concluded within. "I will get you for this." I murmured under my breath.
To begin with, i never had a good feeling about the customer Kisha pushed me to go serve. When she called me out of the kitchen, I had a not so hip! hip! Hooray vibe. The closer I got to the customer? the more vivid his features became. The witch was right, even at sitting pose he was with height. He had black curly clipped down low hair, thick aligned eye brows as if it was shaped with an eye pencil, normal lashes, enthralling eyes of greenish gray color, am not sure cause am only taking a side view sparsely. Never the less, if it is? Interesting right? For a black skinned guy. And they said I was special with eyes of a mixture of pearly piercing blue iris enclosed in a fiery volcanic red pupil. pfff! They should come have a look, another rarity here. Lols! Ordinary eye defects due to genetics or lack of vitamins which had scientific scrolls upon scrolls backing the condition has become unique! with abstract meanings. Even in a century with high tech! Funny right? Archaic comedians! It might as well be contact lenses just as many thought mine were.
That not withstanding, his nose was pointy, sultry lips, sharp jawline complimented by beard running across his face. He was in a black sweat shirt matched down on a pair of faded jeans and concrete work boots. From his look? he was on a job; not all that dressed up in suit and tie all flashy yet was looking too good in simplicity. Initially, when kish was outlining his endowments I had no interest in the topic, non what so ever! not even now with him in my clear scrutiny but I'd be damned ! Not acknowledging the spectacular creation of the most high! I am non biased anyway. Bedsides, just the brief spy I had at him then, gave me a kind of an uneasy vibe I couldn't place.
Each step nearer him brought a feeling of warmth mixed with tension cumlatively. Now that's new. My mind seems to be on it own as well as my body. I was in ambivalence both mind and body wise yet I had no choice, he was a customer and had to be attended to regardless of the foreboding I was having. Eventually, I made it a few steps away from him.
"Hi! Am kea. May I take your order please." I introduced myself politely with a request. All the while my eyes was on my notepad with pen in hands, all ears ready to scribble whatever the heck he wants and get lost. I didn't want to hang around any longer than necessary. The demonic fox's plans will fail if she thought I was going to throw myself at this guy.
"Yeee .....!" He paused in the middle. An incomplete response? ' I asked inside my head when no further sound came after the quarter I picked on. Curiosity took the best of me. I lifted my face off the note pad only to be fixated on captivating greenish gray shades of orbs as I had thought it was earlier, gawking intensely at me. Everything came to a stand still. I don't know what happened... I was held spellbound by those globes in a chaotic mix of rampant emotions both positive and negative. If felt cozy at first. I was lost in a slow paced world within his gaze like in space without gravitational force, floating amidst lively coloured bubbles, bouncing off of one to the other with tiny shinny million gold dusts and sparkly stars moving merrily hypnotically all around.
I assume he was in the same boat as me cause he also didn't move an inch nor blink. We traded the eye hook for a while. I don't know for how long we stayed in connection then came the wake up call, when suddenly the atmosphere became unbearably scorching ensued by a low menacing growl! I was snapped out of the trance instantly. I could feel an energy source run through my body fluidly.
"What in the name of the virgin Mother Mary! was that?" was what rushed to my mind. Oh! Yes! Don't be surprised, we did have catholic believers which am not but know of the story of the birth mother of Christ in relation to catholics.
My body reacted voluntarily, taking the second command on the track pose 'Get ready!' not for flight but for brace. Better yet a battle pose in a fight scenario. It felt as if I had met an old enemy calling for rematch. I couldn't take the flight options even in my mindless state. It had never been a choice I'd make which i believe my sub conscious mind was well aware of. Ensued by a tone of tongues unconciously.
"RAE! MENAMOSA EFULERA EKALETE!"
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"What was that?" I asked audibly looking around to find what made the sound after I regained my full sense straightening my posture with disturbed thoughts. 'What just happened to me?' ... "Did you bring a dog in here?" I interrogated him sternly. Whereas within I was contemplating if it was really dog? The sound I heard or thought I did was way more blood cuddling than a mere dogs.
"Do you see any with me?" He rebuffed back cheekily in a deep endearing voice. A voice which sent shivers down a lovers spine. A soothing slash sharp tone. A mixture of bitter sweet kind of sound. Conclusively, it was annoying to me presently.
"So... then ... is there a dog in this room?" I simply threw a harmless rhetorical query into the air whiles I looked around only for him to take it personal. An instance of who the cup fits.
"Who are you calling a dog?" Came from above me, out of the blue with drizzling.
"What? Now that is a serious allegation Mr."
"Allegation? You say? You just called me a fucking animal! right now and you going to play victim?" He stated in furry drenching me even more which I could not any more.
"I didn't call you anything! and stop spitting on me!" I fired back at him already flaming looking him directly in the face. Nothing and no one ever scared me. Not even the big fat ugly monstrous beast in my night meres nor any real life trolls! and neither will a weak witted sprinkle machine such as him do! "Besides, I could never be a victim. You darn Sure! I am very capable." I added.
"Oh! Really?" He questioned back.
"Most definitely!" I shot back confidently.
"How dare you?!"
"I dare not! rather I go straight to actions!" I
snapped back. I don't know why, but I was eager to go head on with this stranger on all fronts.
"You little disrespectful thing!" Sprinklers actively in action.
"Excuse me!?" Things got heated up way too fast and our voices am sure were above limits. He got off his seat fully now, took a step forward and I also followed suit to level up. 'Dame he was huge! Yet sizes never scared an adamant smallish thing like myself. One more step and we were .....
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