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A plate of peanuts and a bottle of juice stood beside Helga's leg as she busied on her laptop with a wrinkled brow on her light-brown face.
Staring at the screen, she took strands of hair off her face and tucked them behind her ear. Then she sent a lazy hand into the plate to grab a few nuts and to clutch the bottle with the free space on her palm.
"You're still here?"
Helga looked up. "Kuku, you're back from church already? What time is it?" Her eyes ran to the clock on her taskbar. "What!?"
Kuku supported an arm against her plumb waist, her Bible in the other hand. "You need deliverance from Facebook addiction."
"No," Helga said, waving a hand. "I need a new phone. Right now, Facebook is the only way I can communicate with my Harvey, and since morning, he's been on and off." She sighed. "I have very important issues to discuss with him."
Kuku went inside and Helga resumed her browsing.
A moment later, Kuku's footsteps approached. "You haven’t cooked?" She appeared at the door, her head tilted to the side, and her dark face contorted. "You didn’t go to church, and now you haven't even cooked?"
Helga laughed. "You that went to church, will you now live according to the Bible?"
"That's beside the point," Kuku said, coming closer. "I mean, what were you doing for three hours? Don't tell me every second was spent on that laptop."
"I'm sorry." There was no remorse in Helga's voice.
Kuku went inside the room and reemerged soon. Helga refused to look at her. There was no telling what Kuku's anger could achieve, especially in that hot afternoon. Even though the episodes were usually brief, Helga also knew the roommate had had enough of her lackadaisical attitude towards their upkeep.
"Enough is enough, Helga. One of these days, I'm getting my own gas bottle and cooker. You can eat this stuff until your tiny waist breaks, but I'll take the time to cook good food for myself."
"Fine." Tightness held Helga's voice. She would not argue against the insinuations of her roommate since Kuku had refused to understand her delicate financial situation.
As Kuku returned inside, Helga turned to the laptop at the moment when the gadget informed her that it would shut down in a few minutes. She sighed, not wanting to stay inside the room with Kuku. But she had no choice if she must continue with her online activity.
Kuku wore a pair of skinny pants and stood in front of the long mirror beside the wardrobe, buttoning her blouse.
Helga placed the laptop on her bed and cleared the reading table of the assorted items before bringing the computer to plug in the charger.
"Where else?" Kuku looked at herself in the long mirror and adjusted the neckline of the blouse.
"I may not come back until tomorrow morning." She arranged her bed, grabbed her small handbag from a nail on the wardrobe, and left.
Helga sat in front of the laptop. "Harvey, please, come online."
To be continued>>>
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