Grace woke up that morning with different thoughts clawing at her mind.
She had heard Osaze’s talking for long that night but she didn’t hear what they talked about for he spoke in a very low tone. It was a lady Osaze was talking to, she was sure about that. Was it Zay Client the rude girl? Alhaji’s daughter that he had never mentioned until the day of the call. Should she question Osaze about the call? Osaze had left the house rather too early that day and that was suspicious too.
She had made breakfast for Alex and Sandra, who were preparing for school,
Grace: “Alex! Sandra!!”
They chorused, “Ma!”
Grace: “you guys should come and have breakfast. It is almost seven thirty,” Alex ran out but Sandra wasn’t out yet, “where’s your sister?”
Alex hung his bag on the dinning chair, he shrugged,
Alex: “Taking her time as usual!”
She called out,
Grace: “Sandy, what are you still doing inside?” she came out with a sullen face, “what’s wrong?”
Sandra: “I can’t find my wrist watch oo!” their gazes fell on Alex who dropped his head down sipping his tea, he could feel the piercing of their gazes,
Grace: “Alex!” she stood akimbo.
Alex: “ what is it,mum?”
Sandra: “stop acting like you didn’t hear me whining about my wrist watch!” she was vexed.
Grace: “Sandra, lemme handle this. Sit and eat!”she flung herself on the chair as tears stood in her eyes,
Sandra: “If I go to school without the wrist watch my teacher would punish me!”
Grace: “I said lemme handle this!” she turned to Alex, “Young man, do you want to issue to get to your father or you’d hand over the wrist watch?”
Alex: “mum but I sa…”
Grace: “You’ve said nothing. oya, bring it!”
Sulking, he said
Alex: “I don’t have it here, mum!”
Grace: “You have less than two minutes to bring it from wherever.”
He left for the room dragging his feet after a minute he brought the watch,
Alex: “This is it! “he handed it over sulking, “Tell her not call me shortie me next time!” he said angrily.
Grace was almost smiling, her kids were just dramatic. They loved each other but always poked each other.
Grace: “Young man, apologise to your sister.”
Alex: “I am sorry!”he said as he sipped his tea. Grace gawked at him and he broke into a giggle, “but I just apologized na!”
Grace: “That isn’t it,man!”
Alex looked at his sister and he smiled at her- a cynical one and her anger melted into a smile,
Alex: “Sorry, big sis!”
They all laughed for he only called her that when he wanted to be naughty. Sandra collected the watch and replied,
Sandra: “it’s okay, little one!”
Alex: “You see her again?” he turned to his mother feigning anger. Sandra was laughing out really hard. Grace rubbed his head and said,
Grace: “Don’t mind her! You guys should hurry up you are going to be late!” on her way to the kitchen she turned, “Sandra, apologise to your brother for calling the small one, “she giggled too,
Alex gawked at his mother,
Alex: “And you too, mum, “he sulked,
Grace: “sorry, my love but I am fighting for you now!”Sandra was laughing, Grace came back and hugged him, “apologise my friend!”
Sandra still laughing,
Sandra: “I am sorry!” they were all laughing,
Alex: “Mum, it was shortie she said not small one.”
Grace: “oh oh sorry! Okay time up! Get going!”
They headed for the door Sandra halted abruptly,
Sandra: “Anointing oil!”
Grace: “oh, I almost forgot! Go and carry in the room. Anoint yourself and your brother.”
Osaze and Zainab were on the bed, bare, with their bodies covered by the thick white linen,
Osaze: “when is your flight?”
Zainab: “Six this evening!”
Osaze: “from here?” she started laughing, “what’s funny,Zee!” she was still laughing, he asked again, “what’s funny, young woman?” he was beginning to catch the fever join her in the laughter, “Talk joor,”he tickled her as she laughed some more. She finally spoke after catching her breathe,
Zainab: “Is there an international airport here?”
Osaze: “Have I ever traveled out before?”
Osaze he smiled,
Osaze: “I have been to a few African countries but never to Europe or America!”
Zainab: “Okay,”she nodded as she leaned on his chest, “when you call me,Zee. You leave me wanting you some more!”
Zainab: “You don’t know what you do to me?”
Osaze: “You have same effect on me as well!”
They melted into each other’s arms and kissed.
It was ten thirty at night, Osaze and Grace were still up chatting,
Grace: “Babe, lemme tell you what happened today when I went to get somethungs from the market. You know Mama junior?”
Osaze: “Your customer, your new convert!”
Grace: “Yes, I met her discussing with her fellow market women of how she dealt with her husband after she discovered he was cheating on her,” Osaze smirked, “ she said when she discovered he was keeping another woman she made sure he makes love to her every night. According to her, I no send oo since he get strength to keep anoda woman e must get strength to satisfy the two both of us,”Osaze feigned laughter. The story was rather disturbing than amusing to him, “Last night, after e go once he come dey as if e wan die I still insist make e go anoda round as e rest small, e come begin cry!” Grace was laughing, “those market women are just crazy, “ she noticed Osaze sounded dryly. She looked at him and asked, “babe, what’s wrong?”
He shook his head,
Osaze: “Nothing. just tired,” he yawned. She smiled at him, “what?”
Grace: “nothing,” she let out a mysterious smile, she sat on him.
Osaze: “Grace, not this time,please!” he was exhausted Zainab had sapped his energy,
Grace went ahead, kissed him as her fingers ran down his body. He was too weak to respond when she used her tongue to tickle his ears just the way Zainab did and didn’t know when he screamed,
Osaze: “Aww Zainab!” Grace paused; he didn’t believe he had just called Zainab’s name when he was about to make out with his wife.
What do you think would be her reaction? What excuse would Osaze give?
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