I don't know how I found myself in a mama put joint or maybe I do. But I was glad when I saw the chunks of meats in my pepper soup. The place was a bit wide, with blue plastic chairs and tables, two standing fans were placed at both ends of the room, with an old TV that looks as old as my great grandma.
Kene wanted us to eat here, and I didn't make an effort of rejecting the offer. I scouped a spoonful of spicy soup into my mouth and licked my lips.
I couldn't help but chuckle as Kene kept swallowing morsels of pounded yam and eforiro, lucky him, he was putting on a black polo shirt and a blue jean trousers.
"What's funny? " he asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Nothing " I replied, trying not to giggle.
I could feel his eyes on me, as I ate my meats. When I was finally done, he was also done.
"Did you enjoy it?" he asked
"Yes I did" I r
"Don't come in a bike, an Uber is on its way to your place" Kene said, cutting off the call immediately.Kene wanted me to come over to his house today, I've been spending most of my time with him, but he's still not satisfied. It's either I go over to his house or he comes over to my house.He refused to tell me what he discussed with my dad the day he walked straight into his den. Luckily for me, I heard a few thing, even though I think they said it loudly, so I could hear."So how many kids are you planning on having?" I heard my dad ask"As many as possible Sir" I heard Kene reply"Does my daughter look like a baby factory to you?" I heard dad ask him."But I get to decide how many times I want to score Sir" I heard Kene reply back."Igbo men, don't stress my daughter too much, you know the pains women experience du
"I won't tell you what you already know, I will only show you what you don't know," he said, emphasizing every word."Show me what? I don't want to see anything, please." I replied throwing a stuffed pillow at him.He caught it right before it fell on him."We will see about that," he said getting up."Are you spending the night here? " he asked."I think so." I replied biting my lower lip."I need to send a mail, give me some minutes," he said, raising along the stairs.Minutes turned to hours, Kene was still upstairs. I decided to go up to see what he was doing...I could see the laptop on his bed, I was about to jump on the bed, when the bathroom door opened, I gasped as I saw Kene's bare back, then he turned his front. Kene walked out of the bathroom naked, with a towel around his neck, beads of water
A year later"You have to use makeup Sewa" Uchechi insisted.I look beautiful already without makeup, I don't understand why I had to use makeup again. It was my wedding not her's, and I get to decide whatever I want, whatever I want to do."SEWA" Uchechi shouted, and I wonder the type of chief brides maid I got myself."The makeup artist is already here, oh my goodness, we're are going to get to the church late" she added frustratedly."I will wipe it off ma'am, if you don't like it" the makeup artist piped in, trying to convince me.No one has ever done my makeup, except from my mum and her own personal makeup artist. I promised dad I won't cry today, and I doubt that. Mum would have happily done my makeup for me, she can never carry last when it comes to her daughter. May her beautiful soul rest in peace.The makeup a
The sunlight made its way into the bedroom, and I could hear the birds singing from a far distance. I felt sore and my body ached in a good way.I remembered last night, how I cried when I felt the pain that comes with the very first stage of love making, how Kene wiped every tear away and told me the pain was an inevitable one, he didn't stop apologizing, he kept asking if I was okay. I remember the way every movement of his large hands made me tremble.I hope he was not yet awake.I could feel his warm skin against mine, my back was pressed to his frontal part and his arms were wrapped around my naked body. I was about to remove them when I felt his legs tangle mine.My heart did multiple flips and the hair on my nape stood attention. It was like I was on fire. My skin began to tingle and burn with sensations."I thought
Three weeks laterKene has been trying to make me feel good and jovial, he made sure the news of me being totally deaf didn't get out. He even spent a lot on me. He got me hearing aids, which were quite expensive, yeah not just one, a dozen of them. Though the hearing aids are incapable of truly correcting a hearing loss, but they are an aid to make sounds more audible for me. I could do without them, but that's only when I can hear things. There are times I can hear properly and at times I don't. But my doctor made it clear to us that It was going to get worse without treatment.I have the Sensorineural hearing loss, it reduces my sensitivity to sound, which the hearing aid can partially accommodate by making sound louder. Kene is going to be performing a cochlear virin implant on me, not exactly him, but his colleagues are helping out, he won't be able to perform the ope
I'm to go for a final check up today, cause by next week we will be at Australia for the surgical operation.I finally agreed to speak with my dad and ex best friend before the week ends. I'm just going to hear them out, nothing more. At least it will make me feel a little bit better and comfortable.Alonge was also surprised when I told him about dad, but it was like he knows something I don't know, I would have gone over to Abuja to see him. But I pushed the thought away. He promised to come to Australia with us. And I'm glad he's coming, even though Kene frowned at it. We were both in his car, on our way to the hospital. He kept making funny remarks about my hips getting wider and my breasts becoming fuller. Then we moved to the topic of men with dreadlocks."Don't tell me you are scared of Alonge, you have only met him once" I asked all of a sudden."No, why
"We have to get rid of the pregnancy" Kene added, staring at me.I felt so angry, sad and numb. So many emotions, that I couldn't describe. I felt terrible, this wasn't the man I loved, how could he say that."Can you hear yourself clearly?" I asked, fuming in anger."Are you even making sense? Why would you say that? Did I get myself Pregnant? I can't believe this" I shouted, fighting back the tears that threatened to fall."Mr Adams was right. I'm sorry I never thought of it. I was too carried away, I wasn't expecting you to... to... It's just too soon" he said, feeling frustrated."We can't put you both in danger, we won't be able to save you both if something goes wrong. It's too risky Sewa and you know you have to do the transplant" he said, trying hard to persuade me."I don't care, I'm keeping my baby no matter what. I can
I woke up this morning with a bitter taste in my mouth, I licked five cubes of the St Louis Sugar, even though it was the most craziest thing to do, I just wanted to get rid of the bitterness in my mouth. Kene kept trying to make me talk to him, but trust me I don't have time to waste.The operation got cancelled, Dr Bailey actually made us understand how difficult it was to put two lifes in danger. A risk he advised us not to carry. 'Enjoy your baby, babies are gifts to the world' those were his words to me.I made up my mind to go to work today, at least I won't be home when my mother in law arrives with her trouble. She might have helped in picking my wedding gown, but she was still not comfortable with me being partially deaf. And now that I'm deaf, I don't want to imagine what she was going to do. She might probably turn the house down. Isn't it too early for her to visit? I mean we ju