Osaze sighed, he looked at the time. It was almost eight. He rubbed his sore neck; and twisted it left and right. He was thinking, should he go and meet her or call her to warn her off not to ever bother him again? After all, it didn’t take long when she got to London to start cheating on him. His phone beeped, it was her call. What was he going to tell his wife? He didn’t have a choice but to cook up a lie. See him thinking those days of staying out and lying were over. What was he saying, he thought? He wasn’t going to cheat on anyone. Not when things had fallen into their right places. They were only going to talk that was all. Just talk. The door opened, it was Sandra,
Sandra: “Daddy, we are waiting for you. Food is ready!”
Osaze: “come here, “he held her close to him, “I heard you cooked?” she nodded smiling, “That’s my girl. Very impressive!”
Sandra raised her shoulders and smiled,
Sandra: “It isn’t anything serious. It’s just spag!”
Osaze: “But that’s still impressive. Mum taught you right?”she nodded,
Sandra: “and I have been observing too. I have watched Mum closely and Mummy Sharon too!”
He handed her five hundred naira note,
Osaze: “This is for you. Don’t tell anyone not even mum! Just add to your savings!”
Sandra: “Thank you, dad!” she hugged him,
Osaze: “Anytime, my baby! Alright, go on I am coming!”
Grace screamed for them to come over, Sandra was already at the door,
Sandra: “Better come out before your wife chops down your head,” Osaze giggled. She banged the door and left,
Osaze: “Lemme just go,” it was few minutes passed eight already, “ in no time I’ll be back,”he said as he picked up his car keys.
He appeared in the sitting room, everyone’s eyes dashed towards him. He was casually dressed as he dangled the car keys.
Sandra: “where to, daddy?”
Grace and Alex looked equally surprised; they flung their hands in the air, obviously asking same question.
Osaze: “why is everybody making me feel like I am in a law court,”they giggled.
Alex: “Because we have all being starving cos of you,sir!” he moved closer to the dining table, stood close to Alex and rubbed his head,
Osaze: “sorry,man!” he was busy racking his head for an excuse to use. It had to be a pretty good one. He was running short of ideas.
Grace: “An emergency!”
Yes that was it. His wife had just given him an idea,
Osaze: “Yes kinda! Forgot some pictures at the studio and I am supposed to work on them this night and deliver them very early tomorrow.”
Sandra: “Daddy,should I follow you?”
He was shocked for he didn’t see that coming. Turning her down would be suspicious for most cases if he was to go pick something up at night in the studio it was either he went with the kids or all of them including his wife. He stammered,
Grace shook her head,
Grace: “You have to eat dinner. Remember it isn’t good for a lady for to eat late!”
Osaze: “Lemme go so I’ll be back on time!”
Grace: “Be careful,babe!”
Osaze: “and please, don’t finish the food oo!” he left them laughing. As he went out he could hear Grace praying, blessing the food.
As he stepped into the car, his phone blared,
Zainab: “Heyie,I should consider you aren’t coming again right?”she said mildly.
Uninterestingly he replied,
Osaze: “I’m on my way!” he dropped the call.
He sat looking at her- there was anger in his eye. She could feel its heat,
Zainab: “what would you take?”
She sighed- the tension was getting high but she had her strategy. Everything would work out for her, she was that sure.
She grunted and said to the waiter,
Zainab: “Bring water for me!”
Osaze: “And me too!”
They brought the water for them, Osaze almost emptied the container with just one gulp. She smiled and said,
Zainab: “It seems you were thirsty,”he couldn’t help but break into a smile,
Osaze: “Yea,” he dropped the bottle. Silence strolled and kept staring at each other. Time was fast going, he had to leave so he wouldn’t get his family worried,”Ehm, so you said you wanted talking or telling me something urgent.”
She nodded and grunted,
Zainab: “Yea,”she sipped the bottle of water with her.
Osaze kept a steady stare at her as he fondled with his hands,
Osaze: “How’s your husband?”
Zainab: “Do I sense jealousy in someone’s voice?”
He nodded but the truth was he felt a pinch of jealousy. It was stupid of him to feel that way but it was something he couldn’t help. Shrugged and said,
Osaze: “Not at all. He was the one you returned to right. The one you were with the day I called you and you ended the call!”
She sighed, stretched her hands to touch him but he moved his hands away.
Zainab: “Sorry for that day. Guilt has being killing me that’s why I haven’t had the guts to be in touch for the past six months or so. That was my boyfriend, Sadiq! And I am not married!”Osaze was shocked to hear that even though the news made him happy- a feeling he couldn’t explain, “Sadiq was into drugs and a jealous lover he had threatened to kill me if I kept in touch with you. Osi,”as she fondly called him, “I can’t get you off my mind,” she tried touching his cheeks but he tilted his head backwards. He swallowed spit. What she was doing was what he had wanted avoiding and that was why he wasn’t excited about seeing her. She was coming to mess up his life.
Osaze: “Well, that’s past now. I’m over everything. You made me realize that importance of my family again!”
She looked at him with tears in her eyes,
Zainab:”But I want you back. It could be in your terms now. Just how you want!please!” tears dropped from her eyes,
He quickly helped her wipe them,
Osaze: “Hey, don’t do that,please!”
Zainab: “I want you back,osi. I don’t mind taking my own life if I don’t have you!”
Osaze was shocked,
Osaze: “wow! That was, that was, I mean.. You can’t b…”
Zainab: “…I mean every word I just said. I am not kidding!”
He sighed, she was making things quite difficult. Grace had given him missed calls already,
Osaze: “I need to get going. Don’t wanna get my wife worried.”as he stood up to leave, she held his hands,
Zainab: “Promise me you’’ll think about it!”
He nodded and left. In the car, he just kept thinking about what she had said. What was he going to do? She was a very sweet and loving girl but she was trouble too. Playing with fire again, he might not survive it at all.
What if I say no and she kills herself? He asked himself.
What do you advice Osaze do? Should he give in or forget about her?
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