Ayesha waves her hand, signaling the male servant to leave. And he does. She takes her feet off the table and crosses her legs before turning her gaze back at you. "Anisha here may not trust you, but I do, boy."
Finally, you see some hope. You sigh in relief. "Thank you so much!"
But your joy doesn't last too long. "Hush boy. Have you no manners? Don't interrupt me while I speak," she scolds you, creasing her forehead.
"I-I am sorry," you mutter, your face slightly red. You feel embarrassed being scolded by someone you just met. But at least Ayesha trusts your story. She may even help you if you play your cards right.
She continues, "I can tell that this phone was not created on our planet. And these pictures don't look edited. But still, the fact remains that you are an illegal trespasser in our country. Ideally, I should be handing you over to the Police."
"I am not a criminal. I want to go to the Police myself. Maybe, they will help me."
"Tch!" Ayesha looks visibly annoyed. "Why did you bring this boy? He clearly has no manners, interrupting me again and again. Just throw him out and be done with it. Let him starve to death on the streets or be locked up in prison forever."
"I-I am sorry. I didn't realize I was being rude," you feel helpless. You don't believe you were being rude at all. Ayesha is the one being rude. But you are in no position to argue right now. You just have to swallow your own annoyance.
"Come on, Mommy. Don't be so impatient. Didn't I tell you he is from a male-dominant place? He may need some time to adjust," Anisha speaks as if she is begging her mother for a toy. Then she looks at you with a piercing gaze, "Geez, just be quiet and listen to what she has to say. Trust me, you don't want to go to the Police." She rolls her eyes while you nod.
"So, I was saying..." Ayesha starts speaking again, "I may seem demanding, boy. But I am pretty kind and have a soft spot for cute boys like you. I'll let you stay with us until you figure out how to survive on this new planet. Your story of coming from another world where man rule is a common male fantasy here. I doubt anyone will take you seriously. But if you can gather enough evidence to support your claims for being from another world to a scientist, you may have a chance."
"Mm-hmm," you give her a nod, listening to her attentively. This time, you don't interrupt her. You have already humiliated yourself enough.
"If you go to the Police, they will first consider you a run-away male from some rebellion and torture you for information. You can either take my word for it or go and see for yourself. But if you decide to trust me, you can stay here with us for as long as you want. But you will have to work as our servant. I'll even give you some additional money every week if you do a good job. What do you think?" Ayesha waits eagerly for a response.
You can sense both her and Anisha's excitement. But are you sure you can trust them? Maybe, the Police are actually helpful, and these two just want to scare. Either way, you can find that out by working here for a few days. But you are not sure what being a servant even means. Both Ayesha and her daughter seem quite demanding. Can you even manage to be a servant here? "Uh...Can I leave at my own will?"
"Of course, what kind of stupid question is that? Boys really are so stupid," Anisha sighs.
Ayesha only giggles in response. "So, answer me, boy."
"I'd like to know what responsibilities I'll have as a servant."
"Normal tasks that servants do. Don't worry. There won't be anything illegal. I have a reputation to uphold in the city. You can take a look at the contract if you want. But you won't be able to sign it because you have no valid ID."
She is right. You probably won't be able to get a job somewhere else either. You may end up on the streets, begging for money if you don't accept her proposal.