Chapter 12.
Malisa's POV.
I was awoken by the continuous knocking on the door.
Which was followed by Mary's voice.
" Hey, Sis, are you awake? "
" You can come in now. " I told her with my barely audible voice.
" Hm, okay. " She replied and soon she entered the room.
[ A/N: I hope you guys haven't forgotten that Mary Evans is just Twelve years old, seems like I am trying to remind myself of this fact here, * Wink * ]
She walked slowly towards my bed and I sat up.
" I hope I didn't disturb you? " She inquired innocently though the answer was very obvious as she disrupted my peaceful sleep.
Seeing I didn't reply to her Question, she pursed her lips in guilt.
" I am very sorry, Sis, I was just worried about you since you hadn't had breakfast yet and it's almost noon, My brother often told me not to skip breakfast as it's the most important meal of the day so... "
' So she was just concerned about me and wasn't meant to disturb me. ' I thought carefully.
" It's alright, Mary, I am very thankful for your care, by the way, have you had your breakfast? " I asked her.
" I haven't, I was waiting for you. " She replied.
I don't know why but I suddenly felt very guilty as because of Me the little girl who probably isn't used to eating late had to starve all.
" I am sorry, Mary. " I said.
" What! Don't apologize as it's not your fault alright? "
" Hm, let me go and take a bath then. " I said as I stood up from the bed.
Then I realized that I was putting on Pink Pyjamas, perhaps it's because I was very exhausted earlier that I didn't realize it but now I was Suprised.
Well, this was my first time wearing something like this as I was already used to wearing long gowns and skirts as girls, putting on Trousers or pants was completely forbidden in our village.
" What's Wrong, Sis? " Mary asked me, I think it's probably because she realized that I had spaced out.
" It's nothing I just feel a little awkward seeing myself in Pyjamas as I am not used to it. " I replied with a faint smile.
" Oh, then you have to get used to it as Trousers and pants are mostly available in the markets and boutiques these days as Skirts are a little scarce, Moreover I think that Wearing Trousers and a top is more comfortable than wearing a skirt and a top and I guess it makes you look smarter. " She said.
" I guess you are right, I'll try my best to get used to it, then. " I replied.
" Hm, okay, I'll wait here for you while you take a bath. "
" Alright, by the way, which clothes will I wear after bathing? " I asked.
" Oh, that, I think," she said as she walked towards a walk-in closet.
" It's here. " She announced and motioned me to come in.
I did as she said and was completely stunned by what I saw in the cupboard.
There were different types of Clothing for females, There were casual Clothing, Party Clothing, nightwears, underwear, and so on.
Looking closely at the clothes, I realized that they were all branded and not the second-hand almost faded clothing we wear in my village.
" Oh my! Who owns all these clothes? " I asked.
" Really? Do you still have to ask that? "
[ A/N: Why do I feel that Mary is too mature for Her age. ]
" Don't tell me that all of this is for me? "
" Of course it is, who else will it be for? The clothes here are too big for me so they can't possibly be mine. " She replied.
" But why? All of this for me? , First I was saved from being disgraced by you guys next I was brought to a country I haven't been to before, and now what? , Why are you guys this nice to me? Why? "
" Sis, you don't have to worry too much about all of this. "
" Why? "
" Because we also have a selfish reason for all of this. " She replied after a moment of hesitation.
" Which is? "
" You'll find out soon enough but before you start thinking of the negatives, we didn't save you to take advantage of you but on the contrary, we brought you here to fulfill your dreams. " She replied.
" Dreams? How? "
" We'll talk about this later, you need to freshen up so we can have breakfast. " She said.
" Okay. "
" Let me choose Clothing for you. " She said.
After ruminating through the closet for about half a year she finally found a suitable cloth as she believed.
It was a Simple blue knee-length one with lacy stripes.
As Malisa was not used to the world of Trousers yet, Mary chose something comfortable for her.
" I hope you like the dress."
" I do, thanks for being so considerate of me. "
" Don't mention it, you can go and freshen up now, all you need is in the bathroom, including the skincare and Hairdryer. "
" Oh, alright thanks. " Malisa replied as she walked out of the closet and went to take a bath.
Deciding not to take much time, I opted for the shower, as the water flowed From my body, I could feel the warmth emanating from it.
I suddenly felt safe and secure, it's really funny how I didn't feel this way in my own home and country but now I am feeling it in someone else's.
Though I am still wondering what the Selfish motive, Mary talked about was I decided not to dive too much into thinking about it and just Live in the moment.
I believe in the saying, Whatever happens, happens for the best.
After my shower, I dressed myself up in the dress which I brought into the bathroom as I wasn't used to dressing in the room.
I then realized that the dress fitted me perfectly and highlighted all my curves.
I suddenly felt something I have never felt before which was body consciousness.
I walked out of the bathroom a little confident and immediately I did I could see Mary's stunned gaze.
She was looking at me with Adoration.
" Oh my! You look so breathtaking in the dress, Sis! The dress fits you perfectly like it was made especially for you! " She Exclaimed.
" Hm, Thanks for the compliment. "
" My pleasure, let's go have our breakfast now. "
" Hm, alright. " I replied trying to act confident though I wasn't as I was in an unfamiliar environment with only a familiar face present.
As if noticing this, Mary held my hand in hers and the warmth from her palms enveloped me.
Then I realized that we are of almost the same height though I am older than her.
Wait, am I older than her?
If so then why can't I feel it? Because to me, it feels like I am chatting to my friend and not someone who's younger than me as Mary was very mature and smart.
It runs in the gene, probably, I thought.