3’s a Crowd

Things can never be boring here. Every day, my mother is involved in all sorts of drama – just like the drama she has been involved in the last couple of days.

So, let me introduce the cast and characters of this particular drama that has amused me these past few days.

• Alma. Mommy's helper. She is a 22-year-old widow. She's about 5'1" in height, slim, brown-skinned, with short black hair. She has a fairly serious demeanor, but she turns fairly pretty when she smiles. She is Boboy's girlfriend.
  
• Boboy. He is one of Mommy's chicken boys. He is 19 years old. He is about 5'3" in height with dark skin and curly hair. He is a bit good looking too. He is Alma's boyfriend – or rather he was before the Great Drama.
  
• Yaya. She used to be Paige's nanny. She's 18 years old. She's about 5'1" in height. She's slim, fair-skinned and pretty. She is Boboy's girlfriend.
  

Okay. I do not mean to confuse you, but you have it right. Alma and Yaya are both Boboy's girlfriends.

Early yesterday morning, Yaya arrived with the intention of visiting Boboy. She's not working with us anymore but she regularly comes here to have sex with visit Boboy. It has been a while though since I saw her because apparently, she was working in Manila. Anyway, she came to visit Boboy yesterday.

At that time, Boboy was not around yet. He and Alma were at her parent's house. They stayed there the previous night.

Mommy welcomed Yaya, but upon learning that she was also Boboy's girlfriend, Mommy spent considerable minutes telling Yaya about Alma. She particularly enjoyed telling Yaya about Alma and Boboy's sex marathons serious relationship. Since Mommy's helpers have their own house, the two have been practically living together as husband and wife. Alma is indispensable to Mommy, so she completely supports Alma's happiness. So, she tortured Yaya about the two. The poor girl started crying like her heart was broken – which it was at this point.

Anyway, when Alma and Boboy arrived, Mommy made Boboy choose between the two. Boboy impliedly chose Alma. This devastated my former nanny. We thought all was right in the world. Until, the two (Boboy and Yaya) decided to go out to have some privacy for their "talk" – or so we thought. So, they left. Alma was left fuming and cursing. They were gone for hours – and you can imagine how Alma was reacting. All these, however, were amusing me. I was giggling over their misery. Yes, I am a bad, bad person.

Anyway, we were surprised at the huge difference those few hours made. Apparently, during the time they were "talking", Boboy decided to choose Yaya instead. When they arrived at about 6 o'clock in the evening, it was obvious to us that Yaya intended to stay the night! And they did proceed to the help's house. Apparently, they intended to sleep together!

Alma was practically homicidal! Boboy (the ass), however, was gracious enough to thanked her for everything – yes, thanked her – before he and Yaya proceeded to the help's house. My mother decided to talk to Yaya and asked her to leave. The girl told her that she'd stay and work here for – get this – for FREE! Seriously! My mother did not insist for her to leave anymore. The only way we could get her to leave was to forcibly drag her out of the house. She turned to alma instead and tried to convince her favorite help to sleep in our house. Alma insisted to torture herself by sleeping in the help's house.

And so it happened in that one fateful night that Boboy slept with Yaya while Alma slept a few feet away. Ironically, they were sleeping together the previous evening.

The next day, alma asked my mom to fire Boboy which my mother did. Again, Alma is indispensable to her. This prompted Boboy to panic, dumped Yaya, asked the latter to leave, begged for Alma's forgiveness and prayed to Mama for his job.

Immediately, Alma (the Great Martyr) took pity on him and asked my mother to reconsider.

You can imagine how my mother was reacting. She was getting a major headache, but she rehired Boboy.

Ah, the drama. It never ends here. It is amusing though. These things – they're the little respite from my otherwise banal life.