If asked to describe the particular day in question, one could begin with the drizzling outside, the cold, and how lazy the morning felt. A lizard had even managed to enter the house through the torn window screens, bobbing its head at the far end of the wall, close to the ceiling. May did not seem to notice.
Her mind was filled with so many unanswered questions as she weaved Maryam's black hair
into five big braids."Have you done your homework?" May asked. It was better starting off a conversation instead of thinking of what horror Monday had planned for her. Another quarrel? More beatings? Who knows? She might be wrapped up like a mummy and sent to her early grave. The thought alone was enough to eat her up.
"I have, since I came back from school on Friday," Maryam answered.
"Thank you so much for coming to our aid. If it weren't for you, we would have been drenchedby now." May said, closing the door by the passenger's side."It's nothing." Iby smiled. "I pray to do more in the future."May looked behind her. Maryam was in the backseat of the car engrossed with the novel she'd been reading. This time May got to see the book's title, Precious Little Darlings."Maryam..." May drawled. "Have you greeted my friend?""Oh! Sorry." Maryam looked up from her novel in time to catch her mother giving her the 'behave yourself' look."Good morning Uncle."
May scanned the compound well as she got out, clutching her purse tighter because she couldn't afford to lose the money Edric had given her. There was a rusty car, covered in dust with one tire missing and it's windscreen broken. It was parked close to the dogs.May sucked in a deep breath trying to compose herself and stop her heart from jumping out."Which one did you say was your house?" She asked, referring to the seven buildings in front ofthem."There. The cream-colored one," he pointed at a building that was almost out of view from where they stood. The Banga tree leaves had hidden it.May gulped. This means they would have to pass the dogs, the car, and the tree, just to get to
Iby pointed behind her and she looked. There was an image of him when he was little. She hadn't noticed it earlier."How old were you?" She asked, her brows drawing in as she studied the photo."Five or six? I don't really remember." He replied with a shrug.She hummed in reply."Don't I look gorgeous?"She raised a brow. "Well, I will say a bit cause your head looks bigger here."He laughed. "What about now?""What about what?"
Iby's dazed look only infuriated May more. She repeated the same question again."Iby, do you kill people for a living?"The longer he left the question unanswered, the faster her heart beat. She didn't know why but she could almost hear the thudding in her ears. Slow but heavy.Was she friends with a murderer? If he decided to kill her now, could she defend herself?No! She wouldn't be able to. If she was that powerful she'd never allow Edric to abuse her.Different questions flooded her mind. She couldn't think straight. In fact, she didn't know what to think.
"Yes, but it happened." Iby had stopped smoking. The cigar still between his fingers. "The federal government got upset. You know, these policemen also have families to take care of. So they came in with a bomb. They threw bombs everywhere not caring who was killed. The thing that hurts me most, though, is that people's parents died during the time. Kids, old men, and women. It was all because of those boys. But they managed to escape.""I can't believe I've been in this state for all my life and I’ve never heard this story," May saidmore to herself.Iby ignored her as he continued. "After some months later, people started building houses again and moving in. The government doesn't want what happened to happen again so this group was formed, the group I’m working in. Our duty is to discipline whoever is c
May didn't know it would come to this. If she knew, she wouldn't have moved closer to him.Iby shifted towards her on the bed and she moved backward. Her reaction shocked him."Who did that to you?" He asked yet again."Uhm. Uhm." She searched for what to say as she covered her sweater properly, hugging it toher body as if to prevent him from opening it again. "Nobody."He creased his brows quizzically. "What do you mean by nobody?"She said nothing trying to think of what she could say to change the topic or distract him but her brain wasn't working."You don't have to hide it. Just tell me." He assured.She shakes her head, "It's truly nothing."He didn't take that. "Why don't you want to tell me? I thought we were friends. I just sharedsomething quite sensitive with you but you can't share yours... why?"Wha
It was a good thing Edric didn't get to meet Iby. Any time May's mind flashes back to it, she wonders what would have transpired between the two men if Iby hadn't hidden in Maryam'sroom like she had told him to.Edric had forgotten an important file at home. He rushed in to collect it and rushed back without acknowledging May's presence.When he was gone, Iby came out from his hiding place. It was then that May explained every detail about her husband to him. Iby was angry. No. Angry is an understatement. He felt that no woman should be treated the way she was being treated."He needs to be dealt with." Iby had said. "After my group and I deal with him, he won't dare raise his hand at another woman. Can you imagine?!"May had pleaded with him in tears. She didn't want anybody to hurt her husband because of her. She told him that no matter how her husband was treating h
May looked away. Why do they have to display their love here? In front of her and her daughter?"In fact, for this, I am going to prepare something for you to eat." Bella announced, happily standing up.Edric pulled her back. "No. Let May cook. We have an important business to finish in the bedroom."Bella chuckled before placing kisses all over his face, her hand finger-combing his beard. "I like the sound of that." She said and chuckled again like it was funny.They both stood up. He was way taller than her. When he stood, her head touched his elbow. Edric wrapped his long arms around her waist."Maryam," he called.Maryam looked up