Mess
Ch-328
Esther and Michelle went to her apartment. Michelle's father already left her apartment. Esther already sent her people to suppress the news about Michelle, Nicholas, and Kris. So… there was nothing for her to feel pressure from the news outlets.
She wanted to talk with Michelle but she felt that it was not appropriate.
"Shelly, give me your nightdress. I want to change into it," Esther asked.
Michelle gave Esther her nightdress. Esther removed her makeup and bathed. Folding her dress and ornaments neatly she placed them in a bag and kept them aside so that she could take them back easily.
Even though she loves Cyrus, sometimes he could be too annoying to the point that she wanted to scratch his face with her nails. They were already fighting for the past two days and adding to that… he took her before the banquet. It's not like she hated it. It's just that he doesn't know what to do at times!
She huffed at the memory of him.
"Sigh… men are troubles," Esther mumbled.
"Why?" Michelle asked as her inner gossip devil woke up.
"You know… I tried to kiss him on his lips yesterday. But he didn't bend, so I kissed his chin. I can only reach there. I even stood up on my tiptoes to kiss. But he chuckled at me, mocking me for being short. When we went for lunch, he grabbed Reggie's bowl! Just because I served Reggie and I didn't serve him. That bastard! Hmph!
"And you know… even today… When I went to my room to pick the gift for Nicholas, after dressing Reggie, He pushed me to the bed and took me thrice! He even ripped the dress we bought together. I was tense about what to wear for the banquet. And thankfully he arranged a dress for me, if he didn't, I would have been still mulling over the fact on what I should wear! That hateful man!
"I won't let him touch me for fifteen days!" Esther fumed as she vented her anger to Michelle.
Michelle laughed when she heard her words. She couldn't understand how these people were like this. The outside world would fear for Cyrus and Cyrus fears Esther.
"What do you want him to do?" Michelle asked.
"Hmmm… I have to think about it. Compared to him, I am short. But… in general, I am not short. I am pretty tall. How dare he mock me! Hmph! That's his first mistake.
"Second… he is teasing me too much!
"third… he ruined my dress!" Esther said exasperatedly.
Esther huffed like a bunny and turned her head to the side as he crossed her hands against her chest.
"Okay… shall we sleep?" Michelle said.
"Shelly, even though Nicholas is not explaining the misunderstanding. He didn't cheat you. And Kris… is not a good guy. Once… try giving a chance to Nicholas. He might be brash, and hot-tempered. But he loves you," Esther said.
"You know this?" Michelle asked.
"I heard Cyrus's and Nicholas's call on the way to the banquet," Esther said.
That seemed reasonable.
Michelle said nothing. She just sighed at Esther's words.
"Shall we have some spicy food? I am craving for it," Esther said.
"Why suddenly?" Michelle asked.
"I want to imagine that I am eating Cyrus and take my frustration out," Esther said.
"Good idea," Michelle said.
"I am ordering!" Esther said as she took her phone out.
They both discussed how they were dealing with a big project and ordered a lot of food. They ordered a table full of dishes and drinks for them. The delivery boy carried a big bag of deliveries only for them.
They both opened the boxes and started eating the food and drinking like no tomorrow. They ate and complained about their lives and the men in their lives.
"Esther! That bastard! If I misunderstood him, then he should tell me and explain to me. What is the meaning of his actions? He let the matter escalate to the point it reached the ears of elders. This man! I won't forgive him easily!" Michelle complained.
"What did he do?" Esther asked curiously.
"He kissed me in front of my door. And coincidentally my father was at home at that time. He asked him not to woo me anymore. And in my drunken stupor I said Nicholas cheated on me and he was pretty disappointed in me," Michelle said.
"Sigh… men think these are small things and don't need any importance. But… small things matter a lot to women as big matters did to us. They won't understand us," Esther commented as she bit on the lamb kebab.
"They all want sex and sex and sex and sex! Nothing much! BASTARDS!!" Michelle yelled.
"yes… Sigh…" Esther replied.
"I am gonna eat and drink to my heart's content!" Esther said as she stood up.
Soon… they both got drunk. They danced and sang like mad people. It was just that Michelle shifted her apartment to a new area with more security after she got together with her father. And the rooms are soundproof, if not for the fact they were soundproof the whole neighbors would have been knocking on their door.
They fell asleep on the floor in a disordered manner, in a totally unladylike way.
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Next day…
When Esther woke she found herself stuck to Michelle's body and Michelle threw her legs and hands to Esther. And the most intriguing part was they both were sleeping near the main door. And they slept like that was their bed.
Groaning at her muscle soreness, she rubbed her eyes only to feel the glaring rays. She wanted to move but she felt a weight. Seeing it's Michelle, she woke her up. They both rubbed their eyes and looked at the places they were in.
"My body is aching," Esther groaned.
"Even mine," Michelle added.
"Let's get up," Esther said.
"Yeah… my body is cramped," Michelle commented.
"Let's get a massage," Esther said.
"And what else?" a middle-aged grumpy voice resounded.
"Dad…" Michelle called out.
They both were still in an embarrassing position.
"Sigh… Esther… At least from what I expected to be responsible. But now see yourself. I know Michelle is a brat. But even you acted like a brat now. What shall I do with you both?" Ivanov commented.
The moment they both heard his words. They stood stumbling.
"see! You both! Sigh!" he yelled.
"Uncle, What did I do?"
"Dad, what did I do?"
They both said at a time. Michelle and Esther looked at each other and gave a high five to each other for their words sinking.
"Sigh… how in the world god made you both?" Ivanov said.
"What?" they both asked innocently.
"I got worried about you hearing the news about you from my men. When I came here… your house is worse than a kid's room. The beer cans are everywhere. And the television was on till I came here in the morning. The singing equipment was on the couch. Your slippers are thrown here and there. I found four slippers in places. And the dining tables were so messy. The cushions were thrown away. And you both tore a few cushions and the feathers are flying here and there.
"And the kitchen was a mess. The utensils are thrown here and there. It's like a robber has come to your house. Wait! When a robber robs a house, he would do it neatly. Unlike you both brats!
"And on top of that! You both are sleeping near the entrance door on the cold floor! What shall I do with you!?" Ivanov felt exasperated.
Michelle: "…"
Esther: "…"
They both shared a look. Michelle didn't remember last night's events. But Esther did. She remembers she was playing with Michelle with pillows. They had a pillow fight. They had a singing competition. They watched television and cried relentlessly. When they danced, they jumped a lot, almost breaking the furniture.
And to create their natural music, they used steel utensils to produce the sounds. And they use different plates to produce the sound.
They kept a competition to see who could throw their slippers hard. When they were, they slumped on the ground and slept.
"In the morning, I planned to sit on the couch! But it was filled with junk food! Is this even a house or a garbage storeroom?! Huh?!" Ivanov yelled.
"Esther, you are a mother of a child. But still, you are acting worse than a kid. I would like to raise your son more than you both!" Ivanov felt exasperated.
Michelle started giving him a cute look, but he ignored it. Following the suit… Esther also started giving him a cute look. Ivanov felt troubled at their looks. How could he stand those cute beings?
He tried to avert his gaze from him but they both went to him and took his hands in these hands from both sides and attacked them with their cute look.
"Fine! You guys won! Drink the sobering medicine on the table!" he said, holding his head.