Sexy Cinderella It’s Almost Midnight – Part 2

African_women _by_mohaart-d3di4hk

Zawadi is a modern Cinderella. She grew up as a bastard child in the village. When her grandmother gets ill and cannot take care of her she is sent to Nairobi to stay with her father’s family.   Her stepmother Madam Asila has made her a slave, making her do everything in the house. Read part one here

Zawadi picked up a basket and headed out to the nearby Githogoro slum to get some vegetables. There was a squatter farmer who grew vegetables near the slum who had some good produce. He didn’t use sewage water; there was a man-made pond next to the shamba which was used to water the plants.

As Zawadi left the compound she met with Susan. Susan was the community gossip. She was a nice lady, not too bright but always ready with a smile and a story for everybody.

“Zawadi have you heard the news?” Susan said. She had a look of excitement about her.

Zawadi  asked “what news?”

“Rafik the musician is moving into Runda. He will be here in one week’s time. Isn’t that exciting?  We may get a chance to meet him. Maybe he can sign my autograph.” Susan said.

 Zawadi smiled and said “maybe!”

“Guess what the most exciting part is. He is having a party one month from now. I hear he will be inviting some of the neighbours. Maybe you will get invited,” Susan said oblivious to Zawadi’s feelings.

 Zawadi frowned and said “I don’t think I will be invited. You know that my father has not acknowledged me as his daughter thanks to Madam Asila. Everybody knows me as the maid.  I will not be invited to the party.”

Susan started talking about how she would love to work for Rafik. “Do you think he is hiring new staff Zawadi? I could go work for him. It would be so much fun.” She battered her eyelashes.  “I need to go find out from the watchman if they are hiring.”

Zawadi just smiled. Susan would not last in a musician’s household. With her big mouth, she would give the press all the information about what was going on inside the house. She would be fired in a week. Which reminded Zawadi of something.

“Sue have you told anybody that Mr. Mbukali is my dad? You know I told you that in strict confidence and only after you noticed that we look alike!”

Susan said “I haven’t told anybody. I can keep a secret you know!”

That did not reassure Zawadi but she let it go. There was no point of showing Susan that she did not trust her ability to keep a secret.

Susan wasn’t going very far. She had been sent by the madam to a compound not too far away. She told Zawadi all the latest gossip then left Zawadi on her own.

 Zawadi walked alone daydreaming about meeting Rafik. She wondered what she would say if she did. She was a girl from the village and didn’t know what she would talk about with Tarik. ‘Best to stop daydreaming’ she thought, ‘that man is out of my league!’

 Thinking of her mother who had died when she was 10 she said out loud, “men are only after one thing and when they get it they will dump you faster than last week’s sukuma wiki. I will not make the same mistakes my mother made. Falling for a man who didn’t keep his promises.”

 Find out what happens next.

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