“Jesus!” The woman screamed and my madam froze with shock.
My madam wasn’t facing the door so she hadn’t seen the woman enter and therefore didn’t know that the woman had seen her flogging me with a long piece of wire so she was shocked by the sudden and unfamiliar voice.
“I’m gonna report this to the Human Rights Commission!” The woman barked with foreign accent and stormed out of the house.
My madam stood rooted to the spot for some minutes visibly shaken.
She didn’t know whether to go after the white woman that just stormed out of the house or to continue flogging me from where she stopped.
She stood still totally confused.
I stood still too not wanting to infuriate her with any sudden or unplanned movement.
She turned abruptly and walked into her room.
Around 3pm in the afternoon, the white woman returned with some police officers to arrest my madam.
My madam called me and asked me to look after the house that she was going to be back in a jiffy.
The woman examined my hands and legs and noted the scars all over.
Then she left with my madam and the police…
My madam came back later in the night with her husband.
I guess her husband must have bailed her that evening from police custody.
That night, I overheard her husband talking to her about the way she treated me.
He advised her to take things easy with me and stop attracting public eyes into his family.
My madam kept silent and uttered no word.
She reduced her aggression towards me and took things easy with me.
But then her change of attitude was not to last very long and the next day soon marked her return to aggression and brutality…