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2024-10-29 19:42:56Monday, 17 February 2014
11:00PM.
Dear Jennifer,
You taught me that no metal is too hard to bend. You also taught me that the weakness of a man lies in his ego. Today, dear sister, I proved your teachings right.
My husband came back home a few minutes after I had sent the kids off to school. I perceived that he was jittery with me for spoiling his speech on Sunday, and I would not take any chances of apologizing for granted. So I prepared his bathwater and made him breakfast as usual. After he had bathed and sat down to eat in the dining section, I served him tea with tears cascading my cheeks uncontrollably. Then I sat down opposite him, still heaving with emotions and crying helplessly.
When he saw my tears and figured out my depth of grief, his looks quickly turned pallid. At this point, I knew he was touched and had to say something. He looked away from me and asked, "What is it?" I continued to cry just as if I had not even heard his question.
Astonishingly, he rose up from his seat and came over my shoulders. "I am sorry," I heard him say in a shaky mystical voice. He then pulled out another chair and sat close to me, pulled me up close to him and began canoodling me. Wonders never cease!
"I'm sorry, my lord," I found my voice.
"For what?"
"For spoiling your speech at the church yesterday."
"Oh, it's okay, I had already forgiven you before you said it." He pecked my cheek. I wiped away my tears, made a deep sigh of relief and looked at him amorously in the face for a while till he shied off.
"Okay. Come, I'll give you some massage. I know you're tired and perhaps depressed too." I held his hand and together we walked to the bedroom. I watched him remove his clothes and lie prostrate in bed, completely naked, my Georgie, dark and mascular. Seeing him lie peacefully on that bed, waiting for my hands, revived my old sweet youthful feelings for him. And I remembered our first night together, how he buttered me up with much love.
I took out a clean white sheet and spread on him, then I took a bottle of almond oil from my wardrobe and began the massage, passing my hands below the sheet and through his joints and muscles amorously and with measured pressure.
"My lord," I began after massaging for some time, "I saw the... ."
"The ring? Oh, it's nothing, only a piece of ornament," he put in quickly, turning over in the sheet and sitting up. "Come, make love with me, my baby. It's been a month of Sundays since we last ate our food with passion." He stretched out his hands for me. I quickly undressed myself, remaining only in my innerpant and brassiere, then I slipped into the sheet. He gave me a rousing welcome, kissed me wet and passionately, almost like a male dog slobbering on a dam. I hurriedly took off my innerpant and brassiere and threw them away. His item had already grown hard and I felt him move it graciously on me and finally in me. "You... you know you're the one I... I love. I love you, sweetie," I heard him whisper in my ears as he began pounding.
When we had sufficiently shared our time together, I stretched out my hand for his phone lying on a stool beside the bed to check the time. "No. Don't... don't touch it," he stopped me. My hands melted away shakily.
"My lord, what is this that you're hiding from me? Are you seeing someone else?"
"No. It's nothing." He stood up and began dressing himself. "You know I love you. I am doing everything I can to protect our marriage. And by the way, I'm sorry for what I did to you the other night."
"So you knew what you were doing...," I muffled, then asked aloud, "why did you put the ring on your ring finger if it was just a jewel?"
"Ah! I told you it was just a... . See, I'm not even putting it on right now. And... I'm not having this conversation again, OK?"
"Okay. Will you please come home earlier today and be around the kids when they do their homework?"
"I'll try. It's only that sometimes the workload is too much and I have to sleep away. See you." He picked up his coat and staff and left.
I am glad I pinned him down today, dear sister. But I still feel he is hiding some information from me, about the gold ring, and now again about his phone.
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The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 7
Wednesday, 19 February 201411:30PM.Dear Jennifer,I am shocked by the latest developments regarding the strange gold ring. Just when I thought life would return to normal, something really fremd just occured.See, my husband left for work in the morning as usual, and I guess he took along with him his ring, 'cause it was nowhere to be found in his coats' pockets or trousers or anywhere in the house.At lunchtime, however, while lower primary school kids returned home from school, my Harriet came back with something in her palm."Mama, know what I have found?" she shouted happily and playfully."What is it, my baby?" I asked."Promise you won't snatch it away from me," she demanded."Um... Well, I promise. What is it?" I replied with a full deck of curiosity."A gold ring!" she exclaimed, stretching out her r
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 8
Thursday, 20 February 201410:53PM.Dear Jennifer,I woke up to some sad news today. Edith Alison, one of the two nurses who attended to me at Moderncare Private Hospital, has passed on. Her body was found dumped in a bush at Manyatta Estate. Her counterpart, Faith Earnington, who was with her at the time they left the hospital has written a statement at the police station in Manyatta.I called her to pass my condolences when I heard the sad news on radio in the morning. She told me that a gang attacked them yesterday evening, barely two kilometres from the hospital, and kidnapped Edith. They live on the same plot here in Milimani Estate and had boarded the same motorcycle home when they were attacked. She said her phone had died down, thus she could not call the police. But she went to the nearest police station and reported. The cops tried to locate the gang on their devices in vain. It seemed they had
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 9
Friday, 21 February 201411:03PM.Dear Jennifer,It has been another unusual day for me. I could not sit back and watch my marriage stoop on the precipice of failure, owing to a strange gold ring. My husband, the Georgie I knew, who was full of wisdom and love, is no longer the one I see. The one I see wanders back to the house from work, cold and shifty and unwilling to protect his marriage.So today I took a private walk outside our street to see a pastor I was well-acquainted with at Kona-kayona Estate. Since it rained heavily in the morning, I knew the area would be filled with trenches of dirty water and so I wore my gamboots and put on my cardigan and a pair of gloves to keep warm. I also wore a bucket hat to conceal my face a bit since I w
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 10
Saturday, 22 February 201410:58PM.Dear Jeniffer,I was disturbed by a few things and had to pay Faith a visit today. Saturday is her day off at Moderncare and so it was opportune for a visit. Since I did not want Georgie to know that I was visiting the nurse, I waited till he had left the house, then I threw myself into a pair of palazzo pants, a chiffon blouse, wedge heels and a pair of glasses, took my handbag and left. I walked down the street and straight to the plot where she lives.I found her seated in her portico preparing some beans for cooking. She welcomed me into the house and served me tea. We spoke about our families (she is engaged to an Indian) and what happened before I fainted the previous Sunday. But when I finally touched on Edith's demise, she turned bleak and somewhat shaken."Well, I'm sorry I brought up this conversation," I tried to rub it off.
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 11
Sunday, 23 February 201411:02PM.Dear Jennifer,When I woke up in the morning today, I found Georgie lying beside me in bed, fast asleep. I stood up and walked stealthily to the living room, then to his meditation room, trying to see if there was any scruffy sign of Tiger. The two rooms were lonely and quiet. I walked to the kids bedroom and found them still asleep. I left as calm as I had gone in; I did not want to wake them up so early on a Sunday.When I returned to my bedroom, I found Georgie awake; in fact, surfing the Internet on his smartphone."Good morning, my lord," I greeted."Morning, dear," he replied in a calm croaky voice, unminding my presence. I moved closer and sat next to him on the bed.
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 12
Monday, 24 February 20146:02pm.Dear Jennifer,I am seated at the porch of my house trying to recall the events of this tedious day. Johnny is on a trip to China. As I saw him off at Kisumu International Airport in the morning, I remembered how he began his political career.By the time we were starting our marriage, he had just graduated from Kenyatta University with a bachelor's degree in Civil and Structural Engineering. He was 25 and I was 20. He soon afterward began his engeneering career. After five years, however, his career took a swift turn, just when I had given birth to his first born - Tony. He developed interest in politics. I tried to dissuade him from moving that direction, but he insisted, and when the 2002 ele
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 13
Wednesday, 26 February 20146:00PMDear Jennifer,Faith and I went to pay our last respects to Edith at Star Mortuary here in town. She will be interred at her family's place in Nyakach at the weekend. I walked beside Faith to help keep her emotions steady, but she kept breaking down most of the time and the people we travelled with to the morgue would not even help me pacify her. In fact, I overheard one woman in the group saying to another, "This is bad. For her to have killed her fellow workmate is unforgivable before God." I knew she was referring to Faith, and I wondered where such bitter sentiments stemmed from. I wanted to turn to the woman and ask what else she knew about the murder, but decided to hold myself down. It was not my onus to ignite a probe.Later that aftern
Bab terbaru
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 22
Wednesday, 5th March 201411:15PMDear Jennifer,The police came to my house in the morning. They said they wanted to ask me a few questions about the man Tiger. But I told them I was not ready for an interrogation about anything. One of them insisted that it was important that I told them what I knew about Tiger for my own safety. He went ahead and asked me whether and how many times the man has been at my house."If there's anything you want to know about him, I think the best person to ask would be my husband," I replied. "Not that they do interact, but he is the head of this family and is answerable to anything.""Well that depends on whether you want him arrested or not," said one of the two male cops."Arrested!" I exclaimed. "Um... okay... whatever it is, get your batts outa here! Please." I was irritated. Did they think they would put me down with a threat? No, I
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 21
Tuesday, 4 March 201411:00PMDear Jennifer,After my husband left in the morning, I cleaned the house and went about washing his clothes. Later, I went out to see Faith and settle the dispute that was rising between us. I used a motorcycle.I found her seated at the porch of her house. At first, I thought she would be flared at me, but to my surprise, she amplected and welcomed me into her house.I felt suspicious. When she served me tea, I hesitated taking it. "Faith, why are you doing this? I was hoping to find you still vexed up with me the way you were when you appeared at my gate? Why are you now good and kind to me?""What, Your Excellence? What are you talking about?" she asked, completely taken aback."No. Please don't play false modesty, darling. You did show up at my gate and said my husband accosted you!"
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 20
Tuesday, 4th March 20148:45AMDear Jennifer,(Alert: This entry contains some amorous discriptions. However, care has been taken to avoid elements of offensive romantic candour)Georgie returned home at 2:00am today. I had already slept when he returned, and since we do not yet have another gatekeeper, he had to call me to open the gate. I have been trying to contact the gatekeeper since he last disappeared, but he does not answer my calls. He has decided to take the studs on his job. Maybe he is fed up with Tiger's threats or something unimaginable happened to him on the morning Tiger appeared at my porch. I am yet to investigate.When Georgie came into the house, I decided to take the wheels over our marriage muteness. I could feel that he was randy from the way he kept touching my breasts, and I badly wanted him too. But he was smelling horrible; the yucky freakish mixture of sweat and gri
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 19
Monday, 3 February 201411:03MP.Dear Jennifer,Georgie has not returned home since yesterday and I am beginning to think something might be wrong, considering how he left yesterday, acerbic and disintegrated in family matters. Really, where would he be in the middle of this fracas? If he does not take great care, then he might as well be a target for the cops, given his high profile connections with Tiger. Information has also reached me that he went out to frighten someone. Why would he do that on someone who has entrusted me with their life?I went out to buy the Bible from a bookshop. If it could be a protection against Tiger and his mischiefs, then it was nothing to give a flying puck. Sincerely speaking, dear sister, I am wearied and scared of seeing the mystical Tiger's face every day and listening to his threats and mockeries. Where the hell did my marriage start rolling downhill?
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 18
Sunday, 2nd March 201411:00PMDear Jennifer,I thought Georgie would be back so I could find time with him to solve this impasse around Tiger, but he has not yet appeared. Faith called to say that the police have been looking for Tiger since the attack occurred.When I left Moderncare without answers, I took a motorbike ride to Star Mortuary where I heard most of the bodies were being transmitted. As I headed into the building, however, someone called my number. I took out the phone and checked; it was a landline number. I decided to pick up the call.“Hello… who’s calling, please?” I inquired.“Am I speaking to Mrs Linda Argwins?” asked a slim feminine voice.“Yes, you are. And who are you, please?” I replied.“Please come to Port Victoria Private
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 17
Sunday, 2nd March 2014,6:15PMDear Jennifer,GEORGIE returned home today. The kids – especially Harriet – were so delighted to see him back as safe as he had left. But I was on something else. I noticed that he was putting on the gold ring, and a strong repugnance against it suddenly struck my heart. As I hugged him, I felt something pushing me to hold his finger and pull off the ring, but I kept my knickers on.“Baba, Tiger came here and threatened me. He said he was going to be my father.” It was Harriet who opened up the conversation about Tiger when Georgie had already sat down in the house. I had not even thought about the approach to take in handling the gridlock. Georgie turned up his eyebrows and cast onto me looks that seemed to beg the question “did you tell the kids about him”? I nodded, as if I had read and understood the facial expression, and remaine
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 16
Saturday, 1st March 20146: 00PM.Dear Jennifer,Today was the day I felt like I was just entering a new world of things. When I opened Tiger’s notebook in the morning after having breakfast, I came across an order of writing I have never seen in my life. The title and subtitles of each page were written in meaningful English words, but the content consisted of a crazy jostle of the English alphabet and figures and another foreign alphabet I could not quite apprehend.The first page was titled “The burning ritual”. I strained my eyes through the content trying to see whether I could gather anything, but it all looked like computer-coded writing. I was just about to flip to the next page when I heard a knock at my bedroom’s door. I tossed the book under my pillow and went to the door. When I opened it, I met the grim looks of my little Harriet.“Baby, I told you not to come in. Have you fi
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 15
Friday, 28th February 201410:00PM.Dear Jennifer,Faith’s case was mentioned today and she was released on a five hundred thousand shillings cash bail (which I paid from my family’s account), and so I decided to pay her a visit for a small talk. My lawyer told me that she was a bit closed up about giving details and that I needed to find time with her and explain to her the importance of opening up for a court case.I found her watching news in her house - she looked weary and troubled. She welcomed me with a firm hug and great appreciation about my intervention in her case. After she had served me tea, I decided to start up the conversation.“Faith, my lawyer says you are hard on giving information,” I started, and poured some water to cool the bath, “You’re the like of my husband who clamps onto information like a kangaroo onto its child. Georgie has never been easy on opening up about anything,
The Wicked Gold Ring 1 (Linda's Diary) Entry 14
Thursday, 27 February 20146:00PMDear Jennifer,There is quite a lot happening with this man Tiger that I feel like I'm living in fantasy. When I woke up today, I found him calmly seated on a chair at the porch. Just ima... I could not even believe it myself. It was about 6:00AM and I had woken up as usual to prepare the kids for school when I caught the choking smell of cigar smoke. When I opened the main door to see who it was, for I thought it could be the gatekeeper due to his smoking habit, to my consternation, I found Tiger instead, seated untouched, smoking weed!I was stupefied and almost fainted, dear. Tiger himself was not even tingled a bit. He did not even turn himself to look at me."Holy shit! You scared me to death, you tosspot!" I indicated my frustration after regaining strength. He did not respond. "What are you doing at my porch this early, Tiger?"
