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I still felt the guilt of using my late mum as a bait for making Uchechi spill and dad almost spoilt the plan.
That old man..... I thought, wagging my fingers in the air.
"I'm sorry mum" I muttered under my breath, resting my head against the head rest in the Uber car.
I was surprised it was the same Uber that came this morning that also came to pick me up at my dad's house. This world is small as people will always say.
He dropped me right in front of my house, but not without making his own assumptions that I was going to give birth to twins. He also made sure he gave me his personal number, so as to get invited for naming ceremony.
I got down from the car slowly and carefully, holding on to my big baby bump.
I was surprised to see a Gold coloured Nissan jeep, very close to the gate. I walked fast, not really fast but
"Does it hurt?" he asked, looking concerned."Go get the car keys you idiotic fool," I shouted. Breathing heavily."Calm down woman." he said, running to get the keys and the baby's things hopefully.I kept groaning and blowing hot air out of my mouth as I waited for him."Where are the baby things?" I cried out, when I saw only the car keys with him."I will go get them." he shouted, running back to the same direction he came from.*******"We have to remove her hearing aids," I heard the doctor say to Kene."And how am I supposed to hear? you ugly fool?" I shouted."You won't be able to focus on the sounds when the pain hits you Mrs ""Then how is she meant to know when to push?" Kene asked the doctor.&n
Two days later******I wasn't discharged yet, the doctor insisted on monitoring I and my babies. Even though we were good to go.Kene was here with me in the room, he got us the most expensive room in the hospital, as Sharon called it. Strictly VIP(Very important people). I chuckled as I felt his lips on my neck.I was sitting in between his legs on the bed, with his arms wrapped around my waist.Our babies were fast asleep in their cribs, which was placed at a corner in the room. They were beautiful than any other babies I've ever seen before. I could watch them sleep for hours. The cute little snubs of their nose which I couldn't resist kissing anytime I breastfeed or check up on them. Their eyelashes so long that they met the curve of their cheeks."My breast is so full and sore." I whined.&nb
"Where are my grandchildren? I'm a grandpa now, to three kids. I'm as happy as a tick feeding on a dog." My father in law said, as he came in with my mother in law lagging behind him.The witch of OZ"Welcome Sir and Ma" I said scratching my head as I stared in surprise at my father in law, the man was wearing the famous Nigeria military uniform, with all the stars he got in the appropriate places.I thought the man was retired already."Don't mind the uniform my wife, my grandchildren has to see how good looking their grandpa is with his Uniform" he said scratching his beards in embarrassment.Wonders shall never end."How are you my dear? " Kene's mum asked, checking my body for any injuries.Madam I just gave birth not that I got into an accident.The way she was dr
Four years later ?******"Up Nepa!" I heard Chidera and his younger ones shout. Those children's vocal chords must be really strong.Well, welcome to Nigeria whereby the word everybody can't do without is "Up Nepa" even though they were not invoke right now, like they changed their name or something, but they will always remain the stupid Nepa and all other branded names."Kene, I think they already brought the light, go and switch off the Generator before baba Chidera gets there before you" I shouted from the kitchen, as I broke ten eggs into a bowl, whisking it after adding the needed ingredients."Alright, but I'm starving honey." he yelled back."Food will be ready in a minute." I replied back, I could hear the Gen going off, I blinked my eyes as the light was changed.It was already late in the night, the streets were bubbling
Epilogue 2"Sewa, are you awake? " Kene whispered shifting closer to me on our bed, I could hear his breathing, cause he was breathing heavily. I pretended I was asleep hoping he would go back to sleep.I smiled when I felt him retreating back to his side of the bed, I sometimes wonder how Kene gets his energy. He comes back late from work and still wants to go down with me."Sewa," he whispered into the darkness."I know you are awake." he added.I covered my mouth trying to stiffle the laughter that threatened to expose me fully. I felt the urge to turn when I felt his warm hands on my waist and his breath fanning my nape."Sewa," he called out, his voice breaking at the end.I went alert immediately, I could feel something wet on my neck. Then I heard the sniffles he was making. Different thoughts kept running through my head. Kene never cries, what could make Kene cry?I got
Our wedding anniversary came sooner than I thought, after dropping the kids off at their grandparents house at the barracks. I went home, patiently awaiting the arrival of my husband. A part of me believed Kene would remember today was our wedding anniversary but the other parts of me knew he won't remember. I sighed heavily as I prepared dinner. At least if we don't go out to a fancy restaurant like we normally do. We could just have a nice time at home together.The fact that Kene has been keeping to himself on several occasions should be a put off already to me, but giving up was the last thing on my mind right now. I just hope we would be able to clear up the air between us and settle everything. Trust, that was one key thing that will balance our relationship, our marriage. Truth, keeping no secrets, saying nothing but the truth. But opening dry wounds hurts, ripping out bandage from an open wound hurts badly.They say the pasts c
The sun is shining, the day is brightening up. I went about my usual routines on a Saturday. Doing the laundries and cleaning up the house. Kene was in the bedroom still sleeping. I went about my duties quietly, feeling relieved the kids were still at their grandparents house, It would be hard to get any cleaning job done if they were here. The stress of putting them to order and all was another thing entirely.My flip flops made a thwacking sound as it made collision with the hard gleaming tiles, I was heading over to the Kitchen to prepare a breakfast of the popular Nigerian Jollof rice topped with plaintain, boiled eggs, meats and a spicy bowl chicken soup.I walked into the large spacious Kitchen that housed most Kitchen assets, just name them. I reached up, stretching my hands to the overhead cupboards to get a knife and a cutting board. Picking up my onions, I began to chop them, not minding my eyes were beginning to get te
I could hear the sounds of the gate opening, the men already arrived I guess, I immediately retreated to the Kitchen as Kene got up to welcome them. I could hear their laughters resounding through the walls of the building. I opened the fridge to grab a bottle of chilled water, removing the cap of the bottle and drinking directly from it. To be honest I was scared Kene would find out what happened between I and Niyi."Babe, " I heard Kene call out from the sitting room."Please, bring the wine." he yelled."Alright, sugar." I replied.I opened the fridge to grab the already chilled wine."I will grab the cups." Kene, yelled again from the sitting room."Our big baby! " I heard Bayo shout, making the guys burst into laughter.I headed over to the sitting room, walking cautiously.
I honestly haven't imagined falling in love before and I never planned to fall in love with Sandra. She has been running through my mind all day. It was so unusual and also unbelievable. It is like seeing a ten foot giant falling down with just a slight push.Who would have ever thought or imagined, do playboys and cassanova's fall in love. The realization was quiet shocking. I kept noticing her beauty everyday, I looked forward to speaking to her everday. She lightens up my mood, she makes me laugh than I usually do. I can not really explain the excitement I get when she starts up a conversation with me. She was still bothered about her dad and mum's break up, but I was glad she was taking it well, like she has come to accept it. I really care about Sandra now, I know I will soon be leaving their house, I already started having a longing feeling.If this was truly the feeling of love I think I like it already. I felt high and
Harmattan came so fast this year. The wind kept on blowing dusts around. The weather was cold, my lips kept getting dry and I licked it at intervals. Sandra and I were taking a public transport to her parents home, Alex was already there waiting for us."A lip gloss will help out than you licking it every seconds," Sandra said, glaring at me. I chuckled softly, watching her closely, one thing I noticed was that this lady keeps getting beautiful each day.I smiled widely, biting my dry lips. Christmas was in a few weeks time. I was spending this week with Alex's family. And they were spending next week with I and my family, that was simply friendship goals. I got transferred to a private school successfully, thanks to my dad. So I have no problem with the scorpion cultism group, they could go and look for another asset for all I care."Why are you smiling Dumbi?" Sandra asked, raising an eyebrow
I didn't even bother waiting for weekend before I left school, yeah things were already getting bad. I could hardly move around school without sensing I was being watched. I knew I had to do something before it got worst.Mum was kind of shocked to see me at home during the weekends, she thought I came to inform her about another baby mama, but when she saw the stressed look on my face she immediately called the doctor, assuming I was sick."Mum, you do should have called Doctor Baileys, I am not sick." I drawled out face palming."But you look sick to me, your body temperature is a little bit higher than normal to me." She replied, rubbing my temples"But mum, that does not mean I am sick." I whisphered."No, at all. I am not accepting your words, not until Doctor Baileys confirms you are healthy." Mum said with a final note."Alright mum, where is dad
I woke up this morning feeling refreshed, I was kind of excited and happy, I and Sandra has gotten more closer than before surprisingly."I have been noticing something about you Dumbi, recently." Alex said, looking at me weirdly. I rolled my eyes at him."Alex, please what are you noticing." I asked, buttoning up the black shirt I just wore."It is surprising me though, most time you act like a lady on her periods. It is unusual to see you this happy." Alex replied."Is it not a good thing to be happy?" I asked."Of course it is," He replied."Anyways, we are going to the beach today, will you love to come with us?" he asked."We? As in you and who?" I asked instead.He faced palmed and I rolled my eyes."Sandra and I of course." he replied."Oh! That is fine. I w
My mind hasn't been at rest since last night, the pictures on Sandra's what's App status haunted my dreams through out the night, I was not even able to get enough sleep, plus I did not even know when I fell asleep. Last night was just short, like just too short. Maybe we had a longer day and a shorter night yesterday. I stretched fully on my soft plush bed. Yawning loudly."Just swallow us, do you hear?" Alex said out loud.I chuckled instead of replying him."I thought you were never going to wake up, sleep has spoilt you." Alex taunted.I rolled my eyes, as I sat up on my bed."Alex!" I exclaimed loudly."What!" he responded, chuckling loudly."Were you not supposed to say Good morning." I scolded with a frown on my face."See this one, you will tell me the day you turned to my mummy
"Dumbi." Sandra called, but I didn't dare look back. I just continued walking faster. I was really surprised to see her outside the class. It was clearly obvious she has been waiting for me, for a long time. I just wasn't in the mood to talk or listen to her. Alex keeps telling me I am being childish, but who cares."Dumbi just give me five minutes of your time," she yelled out.I sighed heavily before pausing, I turned around to face her."Okay, just five minutes. Nothing more." I said, crossing my arms around my chest."Thank you." she whisphered, I let my gaze rove over her. I did not like what I was seeing at all. She was wearing a baggy shorts and an over sized T shirt."I'm so sorry Dumbi for what I said to you last time, I seriously don't know what came over me the other day. I simcerely apologize. Please don't be mad at me." she whisphere
Few weeks later.Going back home every weekends has become part of me, that being the reason why I am at home right now."Dumbi!" My dad called, appearing at my doorsteps."I'm coming, just give me a seconds or even a minute." I replied, getting up to change my clothes.I followed my dad all the way downstairs, looking up to his head, I could see he already dyed it again. Well this man has been refusing to grow old."We are expecting some visitors today," Dad said as we both walked down the stairs."What type of visitors?" I asked curiously."And whose visitors are they?" I asked again, pausing at the last stair case."Maybe August visitors, or how do you people call it. But do you remember Tara Gold?" Dad asked."Yes, I do remember her, what does she has to do with the visitors?" I
You know one thing people say about falling in love, they say it is the best thing that ever happened to them. But then why do people who were once in love divorced, is it that love is like a drug that wears of or something. This one that everyone around me are falling in love.Yeah, I and Sandra has been at loggerheads at each other. We rarely see each other face to face, we were like fire and water, we must not cross paths.I left my room having it in mind I was going to a pepper soup joint to enjoy life. The pepper soup joint wasn't a cheap restaurant, one has to spend a lot. Mostly, only the rich go there to eat."Dumbi for the girls," A voice called out as I stepped foot into the restaurant. The restaurant as this touch of homely, welcoming look. Christmas decorations were already over it. It was a beautiful sight to behold.I looked closely at the guy, and real
The love sickness or should we call it the love flu seems to be affecting all my friends. But not me, what is love? To me love is stupid. How can you tell me you fell in love? You mean you fell stupidly in love.Love was not for me, but ladies were for me."Dumbi," My mum called out loudly.I groaned loudly, she was probably about to send me on an errand as usual. Just leave it to mum to never stop disturbing me, I removed my ear phones that were plugged into my ears, I got up from bed slugglishly, being the last born in the family has its good and bad. The good was that you get to enjoy a lot of love and lots of pampering. But the bad was that you get to do stuffs like, doing house duties and chores, run errands and all other annoying stuffs. I jogged down the stairs, after making sure I tied the strings of my joggers tightly."Dumbi!"my mum yelled again, well Nigerian mothers has this habit o