The news was already everywhere, like a wild fire. Everyone knows now.
I was born deaf, you might be wondering how?
I have an ear impairment, I can't hear with my left ear. My right ear is the only functioning one. And there is a probability I might go deaf soon.
Kene knows all this, I can't believe he shared my secrets with Ada. I hate him so much.
Mum and Dad left this morning after I convinced and assured them I was fine.
Dad wasn't bothered, maybe he didn't want to show it, but I guess it was my fault, I trusted kene too much. How I wish I could just turn back the hands of time.
Mum tried to make me talk to Kene before she left, but I already made up my mind.
"I think you should hear what he has to say." she had said dropping off a strange book on my laps"
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"Wow.... You are really strong, I never thought
Today being Saturday, we both agreed to make Akara balls (Bean cake) for breakfast. i could feel his eyes on me as we both picked the beans, I bet he was observing the billions of hickeys he splattered on my neck and shoulders. I had to resist the urge to look in the mirror, I wasn't ready to see those disgusting bruises.We were still picking the beans when he moved closer to steal another kiss. I immediately pushed him away, laughing out loud at the way he fell into the bowl of beans."That's not fair " he said pouting his lips and coming closer again.I covered my mouth, trying to stop the laughter. But I couldn't."What's not fair ? " I asked, raising my head up."As if you are the one with the swollen lips, it's like you are not hungry abi " I asked.****Even though, we spent almost an hour picking the beans. We were already done with t
Mum's death wasn't a dream after all, like I hoped, It hit me really had. I was devastated and I still felt numb. Her death stripped me off my emotions. I felt sick, terrible and alone.I still wish it was a naughty prank or a nightmare.She should have told me, Dad also kept it from me. I knew something was wrong. She keeping to herself and then the handing over ceremony. I was angry I didn't figure it out.She had Acute Lymphatic Lymphoma. Lymphoma. A form of Cancer that affects the lymph nodes that produces the white blood cells, which are the key elements against infection in the body's immune system.She refused treatment, if she had told me. I would have convinced her. And made her change her mind immediately. I would have stayed by her taking care of her every needs as she once did to me.But she kept suffering in silence till it reached stage four. The highest and last stage of
Few Months laterMum's death left me with a large hole in my heart but I was doing a good job of feeling up the space with sweet memories.My love for Kene waxed even stronger, with my feelings growing deeper. Alonge had relocated to Ogun state when he couldn't convince me to come home. He couldn't bear staying at home with just dad, it reminded him too much of all the times he spent with mum around.I was still angry with my dad. He didn't have the right to take away the last moments with my mum away from me but I missed him and at the same time wanted to go back home. But I just couldn't, even though I have the urge to.KeneHis name leaves a small smile on my lips and makes my heart dance in excitement, his voice alone makes butterflies swim in my tummy. He has been there for me all through, during my mood swings and what not. They say, all men have their needs and Kene was definitely
Kene finally convinced me to go with him to his parents house today, His mum wasn't an issue but his Dad was, I have never met the man before and I'm not ready to.Kene's dad is a retired soldier, and with the stories I've heard about soldiers. I can't and I don't want to imagine myself discussing with the old man. But I've no choice since I already promised to go with him today. Today being Friday, I dawned on a Wine Ankara off the shoulder gown with a little dust of gold on it, matched with a pair of black Sandals. I looked too simple, but who cares it's a Friday and hash tag a public holiday. "Why are you dressed in a maternity gown? " kene asked as he got down from the stairs. His blue denim shirt and pant's were really looking good on him not to talk of the sparkling white sneakers.This boy is fine o.. "This is not a Maternity gown" I replied as I got up from the last
What if he doesn't like me?Different thoughts kept running through my mind as I awaited for his arrival."Where is she? O Amaka she's beautiful""Kene you get eyes o" I heard the deep voice say again but I refused to look up.The rest of my thoughts vanished, all because I decided to look up. It was like I was seeing a replica of Kene or a Carbon copy of Kene, and that's when we are talking about the facial look.Now I know why they call him The Rock he has the exact body shape as the popular American actor and wrestler Dwayne Johnson aka The Rock."See as she fine, Kene and na you go chop all this one, very ripe " Kene's dad said as he kept assessing my looks."Good Afternoon Sir" I said going down on my both knees."Good Afternoon our Wife " His dad replied, pulling me up with both hands."You people are late"
The birds morning call woke me up. I could hear the 'weewee tuuu tuuuu ' sound they made. It sounds so peaceful. I yawned softly.I was about to stretch my hands when I felt something warm on my stomach.I looked down to see it was one of Kene's hands. To my surprise the button of the shirt I was wearing was undone, making me bare for the whole world to see. I gasped as I stared at my exposed breasts.I became lost in thought, trying to think of a way to remove Kene's hand without waking him. Suddenly his hands moved away.I immediately smiled. Almost jubilating. The Smile came off my face when I felt the same hand cupping my left breastIs he crazy? My face grew all hot immediately. My body then decided it was best to betray me. I couldn't stop imagining various things those Large hands could do to me."Stop it " I whispered tryin
The drive back to my house was very quiet, The silence was heavily pregnant that I so much wish I could stab it at different parts with words.Kene's dad tried to make us stay for breakfast. But Kene was so bent on taking me back to my Father's house like he said.I could decipher the worried look on his face. His four head was wrinkled just like the Wi-Fi symbol on phones.I fought the urge to flick him on the head and wipe it away with kisses."Kene" I called out desperately as he parked in front of the green gate of my house ."I will send your stuff to you " he replied not looking at me."Okay " I said"I love you " I addedI moved closer to him and within a nanoseconds our lips met each other.I was glad he kissed me back, I pulled away to look at his face."You love me? but not
Two weeks already passed by, Kene still didn't pick up my calls or reply my messages.I was already getting fed up.Today being Friday I made up my mind to go visit him later in the evening immediately I closed from work. I was about to enter the bathroom when my phone rang. It was an unknown number, I didn't want to pick up at the first instance. But I felt the urge to pick it, so I did.Unknown number : Hello, Sewa this is Dumbi.Me : Hey Dumbi.Unknown number : I don't know the issue with you and my brother but..... (he paused) I'm not meant to tell you this, but I will. Kene overworked himself at the gym and I think some muscles were damaged. Come over to his house, and don't be late"Me: is he alright? Has he been to the hospital? He didn't even reply me before he ended the call. I just hope Kene is okay.