The Clumsy Maid – Episode 41

Stone ^

I walked to my father’s apartment.

He was approaching his office with a bald headed short man.

I watched as they entered. I finally got to his office and planted a soft knock on the door.

“It’s me dad.” I said loudly.

“Five minutes.” He said and I waited for him at the corridor of his office

I saw the man walked out and I checked my wrist watch: it was exactly five minutes.

I walked inside to meet father.

“How are you doing , son?”

“I’m not fine. I fired Jan and his boys but they told me that only you could fire them. What’s going on?”

My dad sighed and his face dropped into a serious one.

“Well , they saved your life.”

“How?”

“Remember the story that was narrated to you by the doctor, how you were burnt and stuffs.”

“Yeah , I remembered.”

“Your face was burnt and… We actually replaced Jan’s original face with it. Now , you are fine. But the face you see on Jan is your face. We did it through a plastic surgery just so I can be remembering how you use to look like. “

I looked at my father, startled.

“If you are still wondering why we can’t fire Jan and his boys. Jan would be having a face cancer soon. Probably in the next six years cause the face surgery we did for him has a severe consequence. That was what we could have done for you but because I can’t let you be a cancerous patient in the coming years , we did it for Jan instead. “

“Is Jan aware of this? That he would have face cancer after six years?”

“Yes.” My father said softly.

“And he agreed. What the…” I looked away in utmost surprise.

“Jan made this sacrifice for me?”

“Yes, and for your skin, his boys donated it. We can not be an ingrate and fire them.”

I sough.

“Dad! This tattoo in my lap is the only thing that never get burnt in my lap, right?”

“Yes, your private part and that part of your lap was never burnt. “

“Okay….Ava has the same tattoo I have. “

“Ava! Ava! ” my dad repeated.

“Did you know her?”

“Erm.. No….where did you meet her?”

“She is my current maid. I found out we have the same tattoo.”

“Well , maybe she went to go and draw it so you can like her or something.”

“No , she never even liked me. I think the tattoo has being on her lap for a long time.”

“I know nothing about that.” My dad said firmly and I exhaled heavily.

I stood. “See you some other time , dad.”