My Husband Turned Me To His Maid

In the Morning I was called to do some supervising and after checking out the new developments and newly employed nurses I was very impressed. Chukwuma seemed to know exactly what he was doing he is the kind of worker that gives the boss peace of mind even when they were away from their place of work for a long time. I was really impressed.

"So is there anything you will like changed?' He asked locking the door behind him as we both stepped into my office.

"None I can think of now. I'm impressed as a matter of fact, nice job. Weldone." I smiled deciding in the last minute that it wasn't going to kill me if I told him how impressed I was.

He was about to sit but was taken aback by my complement. He stood still staring at me like I grew two horns and I understood I would have done the same thing had I been in his position.  I was even surprised with what I said. Had I been outside my body I would have stared at myself but I was not.

You don't have to ask me what changed, I know you are confused too. Well, its not that confusing and nothing much changed just that after I saw the developments he had made I was quite impressed and sure that unlike I thought at first my dad had actually made the right choice. The way he looked wasn't much of his fault.

Not everyone could keep fit. And besides It was his choice if he wanted to be fit or not. I was being unfair to him and rude and it wasn't good for me because he worked for me. So impulsively I have tried to amend my ways.

You wouldn't blame me for behaving the way I did before though man is a being of the eyes no matter how people try to say otherwise we judge someone first by how they look and that's how I judged him, Yes I was wrong and I now accept it. He was still mean looking though and not still as charming as I wanted but I didn't care anymore. He was competent, nice, and what have you. Maybe sometimes business should not be mixed with p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

All that matters now is that I realize that I was wrong and I'm ready to make amends.

"Thank you Ma." He finally said sitting. His face was blank and even the crooked smile he had on didn't do anything to reveal any emotion he may have.

So I agreed within myself that it was best to address the issue and not sweep it under the rug. I didn't have time to circle writing things "I'm sorry I have been rather mean to you." The irony of it was that I was the one who looked nice and then acted mean and he looked mean but wasn't. "I was just carried away by physical things and I agree that it was childish. I have no excuse and I'm sorry. Can we start all over. Hi Doctor Chukwuma I'm Doctor Zara your new boss but you can call me Zara." I said stretching out my hands.

He smiled and he looked better when he did although he still wasn't charming. Did I forget to add that he was bald.

"Nice to meet you Boss."

"The p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e is mine. You can call me Zara though, Or doctor but not boss."

"Never boss." He giggled and I smiled. After all I needed a friend in Nigeria and who said it must be a female one. Thinking about it, it was best that I got a guy who I knew I could never come to love s.e.x.u.a.lly as a best friend.

Boom! life is better. Guys are better buddies and he was big he would do well as a teddy. This way I didn't have to worry about falling in love with my best friend or worry about female jealousy. Everything seemed perfect.