Written By Amah’s Heart.
The malice period ended earlier than I thought.
She called on the second day and I took her out over the weekend.
Ireti continues to taunt Sandra and I try to take charge of things.
Ireti do not have a job but she is living large because of her Papi’s wealth. her Papi gives her all she wants and I also made sure she lacks nothing too.
I always wanted to be there for her at all time but not during my working days.
I’m usually in the office within the week, and hardly have time for other things aside office work.
I also helps my Dad in updating his agricultural products on his websites, I follow it up whenever I’m less busy.
Despite mum’s school was in good hands I still visit once in a while. mum sometime calls me to do some school signing on her behalf. I’m her next of kin and also signatory to her account. While she was away in Georgia, I was busy with some of her proprietorship work.
I always have alot to do for both my Mum and Dad during my spare time and also for myself. I run my own company and made sure that I attended to everything according to how important they come and I speak with my parents almost everyday, giving them updates and they don’t fail to fill me in on their activities.
Is mostly weekend that I have time for my rest and be with Ireti.
She wanted me to take her out during the week but I was too busy to do that. Ireti refused to understand even after explaining my busy schedules.
She said she wanted to eat out and not Sandra’s food.
” Your maid is a terrible cook, she doesn’t know how to cook or do anything. Her food is tasteless. I will rather eat out than to eat that her hurrible food.
Ireti said that Sandra does not know how to cook, she hates her cooking and wants to eat in one of the best restaurant that I usually take her to
I have to leave office early to do her biddings.
She ate to her fill and said she will be away for sometime, she was traveling with her Papi and will return after two weeks.
” Traveling to where… I asked while picking at my food.
” Papi is going for a business meeting in Dubai so he wants me to go with him. That’s the advantage of being a daddy’s girl. He enjoys having me around and I can’t say no to him…
I smiled, looked up at her before saying.
” you hardly mention your Mom and sibling, why? Your Dad sounds interesting and lively. I wish to meet your Papi and the rest of your family members soon and to also know your place…when will that be?
” Maybe when I return from my Dubai trip with Papi. I will invite you over to my place… you will get to meet him and also know where I reside. I’m the only child of my parents. Though they are separated, Mom remarries and left me with Papi. So is just me and him for now. I have a good news. Well, I’m letting go of cigarette. I’m breaking free from that addiction. I understand how much you hates it and is dangerous to my health, so I’m quitting… for real but I’m a friend to alcohol.
” I’m so happy to hear that…I care about you and I love you…did you know that?
She looked at me and smirked her face.
” I’m serious… you are a beautiful lady, smart and classy you shouldn’t be smoking, is really dangerous. back in London, during my school programme, that was the only time I tasted cigarette and is because of cold. A friend gave me the tip to have a taste but it was just for a day and I have never tried it again, I will rather go for coffee. Yours have become an addiction which is bad. I try talking to you about it different times but you refused listening and I’m happy that you are finally calling it quit.
She smile and said.
” I love you too Mart… everything about you. Your handsome face, the way you speak, act and dress. I love your high taste. just imagine that beautiful aquarium and your Burgundy shoe…it clearly shows that you are also classy like me. But aside all this…I love you and I have quit smoking because of you. I don’t even have any cigarette with me. I trashed everything I had before.
I was happy and relieved to hear that.
I drove back home with her and saw that Sandra has already set up the dinning for dinner but I told her we are not eating dinner because we ate out..
Ireti interrupted that she was going to eat dinner.
” The restaurant food wasn’t enough and it was not what I really felt like eating.
I was quiet, looking at her as she move to the dinning and instead of dishing out the food to a plate she was eating it directly.
I looked at Sandra’s straight face as she watch Ireti spilling food and oil all over the place and creating more cleaning job for Sandra to do that night
I remembered Ireti saying that Sandra’s food was terrible but she was filling her mouth with it, munching it as if her life depends on the food
I left her and went to the room to freshen up for the night.
Ireti did not shower, she flew into the bed when she was done eating.
” Baby, you need to take your bath…?
I said urging her to go to the bathroom.
” I’m not smelling. I bath this morning and I’m too tired to bath again. Your over neatness is too much, please don’t disturb me with bathing this night. I have been wanting to ask you why are you always locking your wardrobe? Don’t you trust me?
“I trust you and I’m not locking it because of trust issue, I just don’t like seeing my personal things scattered.
She urged me to always leave it open and promised not to scatter anything in my wardrobe again.
I try touching her but she asked me not to disturb her until she was done with what she was presently doing at that time.
I left her and even apologize for disturbing her. She was busy with her phone and went on chatting.
It was a good time to check my email for updates. I took my laptop and did the little I can before returning to bed.
Ireti was still chatting and laughing.
Her phone rang and she spoke for sometime and went back chatting.
I went out to the sitting room where I was hearing the television sound.
Sandra was watching a movie. She wanted to leave immediately she saw me but I told her to stay.
I sat opposite her and we watched together.
It got to a kissing part in the movie, I looked at her face and she was looking away like a child maybe because I was present. I smile at how funny the scene looks.
I relaxed my head back on the cushion. I was falling asleep and was deeply gone into the dream land when a heavy bang woke me up.
I quickly stood up and saw Ireti, she just slapped Sandra who was standing and holding her cheek.
The movie that Sandra was watching was still showing on the TV
I rub my eyes just to understand what was going on.
“Ireti wha… what is it again?
” You are her boss, why will she be sitting down watching television with you. She is very disrespectful and mannerless. Mart this your maid is very stupid and lazy. You left me in the room and came out to watch TV with a common maid, a nobody. A bastard with no brain.
She slapped Sandra again, harder this time I rushed to her and try to lead her away but Ireti wasn’t done.
She pushed the poor girl who was almost falling but had to hold on to a chair.
Ireti wasn’t letting go, she was about to hit the girl when Sandra caught her leg and Ireti fell with a heavy tud to the ground.
I was shock as Sandra mount over her, pounding her like a pestle.
She slapped and hit Ireti ignoring her scream. Ireti was on the ground and tries to get free from Sandra’s powerful arms.
I have to quickly intervened, and pushed Sandra away from Ireti.
She was panting angrily as she looked at Ireti who was crying and shouting down curses on Sandra.
I carried Ireti up but she wasn’t even ready to stop the fight. Her mouth was bleeding, her eyes was swollen. I took ice from the freezer and gave to Ireti for the swollen eyes but she threw it at Sandra.
I held Ireti tight and started leading her to the room.
” Leave me, Mart leave me alone let me deal with that lazy maggot. Let me show this ugly stinking maid the stuff I’m made off. Look at what she did to me, she used that her wretched hand to tear my lips…She is dead tonight…I will kill and bury her and nobody will ask of her because she’s a nobody. She lay a finger on somebody of my calibre, I’m in a high class that she can never attend to. She is not even worthy to be called my servant yet she had the gut to lift a poverty hand on me. I will beat her before getting her arrested. Mart leave me alone let me deal with your foolish househelp…
I took Ireti inside and lock the door, preventing her from going out. It was obvious that Sandra was powerful and will beat her up if she is allowed to do that.
I was angry at everything and everyone. both at Sandra and Ireti.
Sandra especially for beating ireti up and making her to sustain injury.
Ireti kept jumping up and down the room with different threats for Sandra and even have to transfer her aggressions on me. She took cigarette from her bag, lit a stick and started smoking, puffing out the smoke to my face. She lit up another stick and kept pacing the room with it.
I thought Ireti told me she was done smoking and do not have any cigarette in her bag anymore.
I was too tired from the ladys drama.
I couldn’t sleep that night. I needed to sleep for tomorrow’s work, which was Friday but Ireti’s anger, cigarette and shout will not let me.
She asked me to sack Sandra and I told her I will do that.
She kept up with anger to the following morning before leaving.
She saw Sandra on her way out and rushed to her.
She slapped and kicked at her but Sandra used her hand to dodge the blow and did not raise a hand on ireti again.
I went in between them and lead an aggressive ireti out.
I left for work without saying a word to Sandra who stood like a statue by the dining side with her hand clap together in front of her.
She looks pitiable but I wasn’t in the mood to pity her for beating my woman up.
Ireti left and I went to work. I slept off doing my working hour because I couldn’t get enough sleep last night.
I worked late before going home that Friday. I was happy because it was Friday, enough time to rest.
When I drove into my compound, Musa came to meet me.
” Oga, small madam say she wan go. She done pack her bag dey wait for you. she talk say you go sackam because she fight with big madam. Oga abeg, make small madam no go..Na beg I dey beg you.
I angrily asked Musa to return to the gate and stop talking rubbish.
Immediately I got inside my house, I saw Sandra. Her bag was indeed packed to leave.
” What is this?
I asked her angrily while pointing at the traveling bags beside her.
” I’m leaving sir. I’m deeply sorry for fighting with your woman. Anger got the best of me and I apologize for that. I should treat her with kindness and patience despite anything but her continues slap and kick plus the terrible names she rained down on me…I couldn’t control myself anymore. I descended on her out of annoyance. I’m so sorry sir and thank you for giving me this opportunity… I was willing to serve, to put my best to work but I spoilt it all by fighting madam Ireti and she was injured in the process. Forgive me. This month is almost gone, only five days left. forget about paying me salary for this month. I will get another job somewhere else and you will get another housekeeper. Thank you once again sir…
I watch her picked up her bag and made attempt to leave.
“Return the bag, we will get to talk tomorrow. I’m going to bed.
She did not argue as I walk past her to my room.
The following morning I counted the amount for her salary and came out with it.
Her bag was at one corner of the house
She has cleaned up everywhere and made breakfast for me.
She greeted me, I nooded and hand the money over to her.
She was thrilled and I can see joy in her eyes as she thanked me.
I moved to the dinning for breakfast
” Thank you sir, I’m..going now. God bless you…
I watch her in silent as she went back to pick her bag.
” I’m not sacking you Sandra. Return the bag. come and take some money for Saturday’s restocking. The fruits in the fridge are almost empty and you need to buy more food stuffs for the kitchen…
She looked up at me like I spoke Latin to her.
” I thought after what happened you will sack me…
I went back eating and ignored her. she thanked me over and over before returning her things to her room.
I know Ireti will be very angry if she comes back from her travel and Sandra was not sacked. I’m glad she’s traveling and I will handle the situation when she comes back.
Ireti was at fault, slapping the innocent girl for no good reason. Sandra was only pushed to the wall and came back at Ireti with full force. I can’t sack her for such reason because Sandra is hardworking and a great cook unlike what Ireti keep tagging her with.
Ireti was on malice mood again before she traveled with her Papi to Dubai.
While in my room working on my laptop the next weekend, I can hear Sandra singing joyfully in the kitchen as she made lunch that afternoon.
She later carried food to Musa.
I opened my room curtain and watch Musa smile from ear to ear as he saw Sandra coming. He was happy, exposing his brown set of teeth.
I kept watching as Musa began to sing one of his normal Northern music which he usually sing and I’m almost used to the sound and lyrics of the song.
Sandra was clapping and laughing while Musa sings for her.
My smile suddenly turns into a frown. Why is Musa caring so much about Sandra. What sort of rubbish is that.
I felt a pang of jealous while watching her get entertained by Musa.
I left my room and went out. Immediately Sandra and Musa saw me they stopped there choir. Sandra went back in.
I followed behind and hushed her to stop.
” I know Musa is quiet entertaining but stop spending so much time with him. After giving him whatever you went to give him returned back inside and stay… your job is in here not at the gate.
” Okay sir, I’m very sorry. your lunch is set on the dinning.
I nodded. She breathed in and walk into her room.
I began to feel sad. Maybe I should have allow her have a good moment with Musa, who can be quiet entertaining.
I enjoyed watching her smile and apparently Musa is her one big fan.
Why did I even stop their happy moments all because of some stupid jealousy.
What is wrong with me?
I collected a plate of fruit salad, took the remote control, sat on the three seater and change channel to one of Sandra’s favorites comedy channel which i have seen her watching many times.
I increased the volume with the hope that Sandra will hear it and come out of her room to watch and get entertained too.
Even though it looks awkward but I want to hear her laugh just as she was doing earlier with Musa.
I waited but she never came out and I dozed off on the chair. When I awaken it was almost midnight. 11:46pm.
I went to bed and was out with friends the following day. I came back in the evening and Sandra was in her room. She came out and greeted me. I asked her what was on the food menu for the night, she mentioned spaghetti. I told her to make fruit salad for me, which was what I felt like taking. She quickly did and brought it to where I sat watching TV.
My eyes was on her all through as she served me before leaving. I swallowed hard and looked at her direction. She was going back to her room.
“Sandra, are you busy?
She stopped and looked at me.
“No sir, don’t have anything doing right now…do you want me to do something for you sir?
I gave a deep breath, because what I was about to say will sound strange in my ear and hers too.
“I want you to…i just wanted to ask you if…
I was acting stupid. Why can’t I boldly say that I wanted her to watch the damn TV with me? The word got stuck in my throat.
“To do what sir…what do you want me to do for you please?
“I want yam with vegetable and fish sauce….forget what is in the menu let’s eat yam. Do you care for that too?
That wasn’t what I wanted to say but I changed my mind because the word will not come out straight.
“Anything is fine by me. Let me go and get it ready sir…
I nodded as she left. While she was in the kitchen, I was busy with music program showing on the TV. My mind was on Sandra and I couldn’t concentrate.
I stroll down to the kitchen side. And stood by the door watching her without her knowledge. She almost dropped the plate in her hand when she turned and saw me.
“Oh my God. You scared me…do you need anything sir? She said breathing hard and try to steady her racing heart.
What will I even tell her brought me to the kitchen now?
“I’m sorry to startle you, just trying to learn…I mean to watch you cook and learn too.
She smile and I know it came from deep within. I returned the smile and moved closer as she began to teach me how to make a common vegetable and fish sauce that my Mum thought me when I was a teen.
I pretend to concentrate as she went on with her lectures. I was distracted and wasn’t paying any attention to what she was saying but I acted as if I was.
“Tell me about your parents, are you the only child…where are your family?
I shocked her with my question. She pause and looked at me.
“I have a great family and they are all good….thanks for asking.
She went back to what she was doing with a total silent. I assumed she was not interested in talking about her family so I decided not to ask her anything personal, maybe I will do that later.
The yam was done and the sauce was ready. While she put the yam into a deep plate, I dish out the sauce into different plate for both of us. She saw it and try to argue but I told her not to make any fuss out of it.
I took the sauce to the dinning and she brought the yam and as she was about dropping the plate in front of my table where I sat. Her skin brushed mine and my heart tumbles over. My breath rasped.
I guess she also felt it and pulled back immediately.
We sat and ate in silent, she was trying to get comfortable with me sitting beside her. I was pretending to be interested in the food but my mind was on Sandra.
“Are you the only child, I heard you speak to your Mom and Dad often. They love you dearly and it makes me wonder if you are their only child? She asked breaking the silent.
“No, I’m not. I have three elder sisters. If you listen to most of my phone calls, i speak with my sisters too. My parents relate with all my sisters same way they do with me… Maybe a little more with me because I’m their only son. They just want me to turn out fine and be responsible. They sometimes treat me like a child forgetting that I’m an adult. A full grown man with bears…hahahaha…
I laughed and she joined in. That was what I always wanted, to hear her laugh.
We talked about myself, my sisters, my parents and my growing up but she never talks about herself and when I asked.
“Your turn Sandra…enough of me. Tell me little about you.
“Nothing much to say. I’m just one ordinary girl from a middle class. Your family class is higher than mine anyway, hahahaha. I love my mum, my Dad… And my brother… I had a younger sister but she’s late. I feel bad anytime I remember that she is no more. Well, that’s all.
She went quiet and frowned
“Interesting. I’m sorry about your sister. I’m also sorry for making you remember what you try to forget.
“Is okay sir. You shouldn’t be sorry. Is all in the past now.
I did not take my eyes away from her. She looks up at me, stood from the table and came over to clear my plate.
As she went to the kitchen to drop the plates. I try to control my heart beat and the way I was feeling but I couldn’t help it. I walked towards the kitchen, I never knew she was coming and we bumped into each other.
I held her in my arms and we were motionless for sometime which seems like eternity. I was carried away and I guess she was shock. I did not let her go due to the hot emotions clouding my mind. I kissed her she didn’t respond. I tried again and she straightened and struggles to get free from my arm. I still refused to let her go immediately. With all the emotions store up in my heart I gently pined her to the wall and kissed her passionately. My heart and hers where beating so loud, she struggled again and I moved back from her.
I released her and she disappeared like a lightning bolt.
My heart was panting heavily. I folded my hand into a fist and hit the wall hard. I placed my head on the wall before combing my hand into my low cut hair. I was restless.
“What did I just do? Oh no…I just kissed Sandra. Why will I do such a thing…oh my God.
I swallowed hard and walked back into my room.
I refused to come out of the room. I was embarrassed at myself. “How can I allow my emotions to get the best of me? Ireti must not know of this or there will be trouble”. I wish I can undo the kiss….what have I done?
I cried out angrily at myself, I have never allowed my emotions to get out of hand before. But it got the best of me that evening. I stored up too much in my heart for her and couldn’t resist the urge of kissing her.
I went to work very early the following day just to avoid Sandra seeing me, I was too shy to even face her and I guess she was also because she stayed in her room and I did not hear any noise coming from her.
I got to the office and couldn’t concentrate. My mind was on Sandra and what happened the previous night. I try to focus but my mind keeps leading me back to Sandra. I stood and walked round the office. I look out from my office window, replaying the whole kissing scene on my mind. I rubbed my two palms together and return to my sit. I went back working.
I could have given my staffs some of the work but I chose to do it just to while away time. My stomach churns with a sound and i remembered that I haven’t eaten all day. I stood and went to my office fridge. took the food I store there and microwaved it, sat back and tries to eat but the hunger disappeared.
I hungered for no other food than the one prepared by Sandra. Night came and all my staff left. I remained in the office and kept working.
When the clock ticked 9pm. I stood, packed up my stuffs, picked up my car key and left.
When I got home, I stood at my door. I held onto the door knob counting numbers and mustering the courage to walk in, face Sandra and apologise for what happened.
I was acting like a coward and that is not the real me. I have never behaved so stupid and felt so embarrassed.
I walked in and she greeted me cheerfully.
“Welcome sir. I was worried when I checked the time and it was almost 9pm and you haven’t returned. Tried calling you but changed my mind. I set up dinner, I guess you will be hungry…
She was acting as if nothing happened last night. Making me feel like I was dreaming when I kissed her. Sandra stood right in front of me, leaving a little distance between us. She made me feel at peace. All the heavy burden was suddenly lifted. I decided to use the opportunity to talk to her.
“About last night…uhmmm! I’m deeply sorry. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m sorry Sandra. It will never happen again…
She nodded with her head bent. She was avoiding my eyes but I wanted her to look at me so that she can see that I meant it.
“Please look at me…look up Sandra.
She did. I bit my lips as her eyes shut through me. She looks so innocent and reserved. Ireti maybe beautiful but Sandra was very special.
“I promise. It won’t happen again. Do you believe me?
She smile and said “I do sir. I believe you.
I went back to my room and freshened up before coming out for dinner.
After dinner I went straight to bed.
After two days I returned from work very early. I wanted to take over the dinner, so I told Sandra to stand aside let me do it for the night. She laughed out and I made dinner for both of us. I asked her to take a taste and she licked up her lips and moan “so delicious”. I laughed and move out of the kitchen, giving her room to clean up the dishes.
I asked her to join me on the dining. We did not make eye contact just concentrated on our food. I was struggling not to to. I finished my food and walked away.
She went to bed after clearing up and I remained in the sitting room watching TV until I slept off and woke up by 10pm.
I stood and started towards my master bedroom. A noise was coming from Sandra’s room. I pause and went closer, and lean my ear to her door.
Sandra was talking to someone over the phone.
“….seriously, I’m fine, stop worrying over me. I assured you… I’m fine. Yes, I’m working and making my own money…it makes me happy. Like I told you earlier, I got sacked from my previous place and later got another, this one….as a…housekeeper. Does it really matter…all that is matters is that I’m happy working. i know…and I love you too. I really love you but you have to allow me do this. My boss is a gentle man. C’mon…your thinking is weird….hahahaha. Stop it Jeff. Please I’m waking up early tomorrow, I spent two hours talking over the phone with you. My ear is paining me. Hahahaha. I have to sleep now please. Sure, I will definitely do that. I love you Jeff, be good and stay away from trouble! Hahaha… Always. Say hello t…
I quickly walked away to my room and did not hear the rest of her conversation. I felt heartbroken hearing her speak to somebody I assume is her man. I was really sad and suck in my bed like a child beaten by his Mom. I wish I did not eavesdrop on her conversation with her man. Now that I did, I felt worst with myself. It just dawn on me that Sandra was in a relationship and she loves the guy. She boldly declared it to him. The guy whose name happens to be Jeff seems to have issue with her living and working under a man’s roof. A jealous lover like me.
I try to get over the hurt by sending message to Ireti but she didn’t reply.
I can’t think straight, why is Sandra been in a relationship makes me so sad and loss of appetite. I needed to occupy my mind with something else before I go crazy.
I wish Ireti will speak with me but she was in Dubai with her Papi and do not have my time either. The only thing I’m struggling to get over was Sandra and just realizing she was in a relationship was heart breaking.
I wonder if I’m really normal. How can I be worried over that when I’m also in a relationship with Ireti. What is wrong with me?
But no matter how I try to console myself I was still feeling hurt.
The following morning I was up early and left the house without breakfast again.
I try to focus and act all professional with Sandra, especially now that I know she was in a relationship.
After a week, Jide stopped by my office to say hello. And we went talking like old friends. He was too excited because he will soon be a father.
“I’m happy for you man…that is a great news. I believe you are taking care of madam very well…
He laugh and I can sense excitement in his voice.
“I am… Ella is my queen and I treat her as such. How about you? I believe work is going on fine. Any plan to settle down soon? My man no time oo. But do not rush into marriage to avoid rushing out. Take your time and understand your partner. If she is the type you can spend the rest of your life with then go on with it.
I gave a deep breath as Jide talks. He was absolutely right. To avoid rushing out of marriage I have to be careful in the choice I make.
“I told you about my present relationship with Ireti…didn’t i?
Jide twist his face as if he was trying to remember.
“Ireti…Ireti. Who is she? Sorry man…I can’t remember.
“No problem. The first time I saw her was during a get together that you and your wife pulled up. We the men were there and your wife’s friends came. We went drinking and dancing at the party. That was before your wedding. She also attended your wife’s birthday party where you proposed to Ella. Ireti is one of your wife’s friends because it was during then I began to eye her. She was really beautiful and classic too. She looks so much like my type of woman and I was crushing on her but lack the courage to approach her then until during your wedding day. She noticed my shoe first. That my burgundy shoe that you also likes, yeah and we got talking from there. She was cheerful and nice, we exchange contact and that was how we started.
Jide smile and nod his head.
“That’s interesting Mart. Although I can’t remember who she is and my wife had never mentioned Ireti as a friend. I assume she was a mutual friend and probably came with one of my wife’s friends. She is probably not a direct friend because I know almost all my wife’s close friends. She gist me about everyone with their names but never mentioned Ireti who I believe is a mutual friend. She followed somebody that knows my wife and that was why you saw her during the get together and our party often. By the way, I’m happy that you are taking a step Mart. Is she a nice girl? Can you settle with her type of person or you are just having fun and not ready for marriage yet?
I pulled back my head, searching for a perfect answer for Jide. He asked me if everything was fine and I assured him I was but my heart wasn’t.
“Ireti is classy, she is damn beautiful and has a fine shape. She have a wealthy father who she calls “Papi” and they travelled to Dubai for some business meeting two weeks ago, but I have fears. Ireti, coming from a rich home believes everything should be done by a maid. I haven’t seen her cook before and in as much as I try to teach her she, is not willing to learn. I don’t really blame her is more because of her upbringing and I wish she can come down to the level that I desires. Now, why I have fear is about the girl that works for me at home. Her name is Sandra. Jide, I’m going crazy because of that girl. My brain is almost pumping out of my head…
Jide started laughing at the way I illustrated with my hand.
“Mart relax, God will not let your brain to pump out…hahahaha! I gat you my man. don’t be confuse and don’t disappoint oo because your parents are watching and waiting. You are their only boy and your choice matters to them and to us all. I personally want you to get it right. So why is Sandra bursting your brain out…hahahaha.
“Jide, you won’t understand. All I think of this days is Sandra. Did you know I got carried away one day and kissed her. I did! I wanted the ground to open that day and swallow me up. I couldn’t believe I did that. Jide, I think she likes me too but she has a boyfriend who she loves. His name is Jeff….hmmm! I overheard her speaking to him the other day. I almost ran mad, I was so heart broken when I heard her say she love another guy. But if I’m being reasonable enough, Sandra has every right to be in a relationship just as I am with Ireti but I hate the idea. I have never felt this way before…I care about her so much and I don’t….
“You love her? I know you do not want to admit to that because she is not in your class but Mart you love that girl. Maybe what you had for Ireti is either infatuation or obsession due to the fact she fit in perfectly well to your caliber. You admire Ireti and have this passion to associate with her classy type but the real deal is with your worker at home. Sandra maybe who you truly love and not Ireti. Search yourself and be sure of what you want. Be bold and say your mind…don’t hold back. if is Ireti you wish to be with then get on with her and if is Sandra also get on with her but you must let one go. Stop being confuse and know what you truly want in a woman. Beauty may fade but a woman with a good character is like honey to food. Adding sweetness to life…such woman is worth fighting over except if she doesn’t want you or in a serious relationship. But if a God fearing woman with a pure character shares the same feeling and ideas with you then keep her…I mean marry her and start a family. They are rare! It may not come so simple but take every step at a time. Mart, marriage is not about riches, beauty, class or family status. Is far more than that. You know how I struggled through school, my wife was there…she came from a wealthy home but my family are just surviving. She believed in me and I try not to disappoint her. I graduated and got a good oil job that shot me out. I wanted to give Ella everything she will ever asked for. And I’m not stopping soon because she remains my Queen forever. More reason you should get a lady who believes in you and ready to stay with or without your money. it does not matter if she is from a high class or low one, all that matters is finding peace, trust and satisfaction with your woman…
I listened to Jide as he talks and I was thrilled. We drove out after work and chill in one of our usual cool spot but he couldn’t stay, he was so eager to go home and meet his wife.
I asked him to say hello to her as we entered our different car and drove off.
After talking with Jide that evening. I found my boldness and I was willing to get this heavy burden off my chest. Jide was right, is just that I do not want to admit to the truth. What I felt for Sandra is far different from what I had for Ireti. Sandra makes me happy, I enjoy watching her, and when we cooked together…it was a beautiful moment. Her laughter softens my sadden heart. She was hardworking, beautiful in her own way although Ireti is more pretty but Sandra was far more special. Sandra is intelligent, respectful, Kind and patient. She was loving and jovial. All this are qualities that Ireti does not possess. Ireti insults me, she was always in malice mood with every little quarrel, she was violent and do not know how to pick dirt up from the ground. She was possessive and will rather scatter instead of arrange. She lack home training and hardly listens to me. I want more than that and I really wish Ireti was like Sandra, possessing Sandra’s qualities but I know I cannot have it all. And I will go with what my heart beat for.
For over two weeks Ireti had refused to talk with me and only reply my message with few words. She was still angry. I know she had the right to be after the fight with Sandra and she was beating up. Ireti cherishes vengeance and violence far more than love and forgiveness. For the sake of my parents, for everyone who believes in me and for my own sake I just have to leave sentiment aside and choose wisely.
I wanted to go home and cook something with Sandra, we will sit and eat together. Watch comedy and have some good laughter. I wish to kiss her all over again, letting her know that she occupies my entire being and can’t think straight. I promised not to forcefully kiss her again, I will allow the feeling to be mutual. I want to know what she feels about me and Jeff. I will never force her to leave her man as much as I want to. She has the right to choose who she want to be with. I will think of how to handle Ireti whenever she comes back from her Dubai journey.
Right now the only person I want to sit and laugh with is Sandra.
I stopped at a female boutique and bought some beautiful dress, shoes and accessories for Sandra. I don’t really know her shoe size but I imagined the size of her feet and knows what will fit into them. Since I love Burgundy colour, I asked the boutique owner if they have any shoe or sandals in such colour but they said they needed to restock. I should check back in two weeks’ time, they will have different types of female shoes by then. I bought few beautiful ones for Sandra and left.
All I wanted was is to make her happy, to watch her laugh and to let her know that I truly care.
I was very excited as I drove back home. I removed all the things I bought for Sandra and started carrying them in.
I opened the door and dropped everything on a chair. Sandra was obviously in the kitchen and I can perceive some fine aroma. I was about shouting out her name with a beautiful tone of voice when I saw Ireti coming out of my room.
I was shock. I opened my mouth and closed it again as she cat and approached me with a smirking smile on face.
I swallowed hard and try to muster courage. I forced a smile and said
“Baby, when did you arrive? I did not see your car outside. How did you get here…you did not call me to let me know that you are back…
She came and kissed me fully in the mouth but I was so shock to respond. She went to the things I bought for Sandra, smiling to herself as she began to scatter just like her usual way. While scattering the thing she said
“Well, I wanted to surprise you. I parked my car outside your gate. Probably you did not see my car. You got all this stuffs for me…wow. Interesting. Mart, you don’t look too happy to see me…what is the problem, don’t you miss me?
I broaden my smile while watching her try one of the shoes that I bought for Sandra.
“I’m happy to see you and I missed you…welcome back. How was your business trip with your Dad? Hope it was a success?
She ignored and kept scattering. She tried the accessories. The ear ring and neck chain which all belongs to Sandra. Then picked up another shoe…
“Mart, I don’t like this colour. Is too dull. And even that dress is too long. There is no bum short here, no short jean skirt. No leggings. You know my style…why do you buy all this without adding any bum short to it and high heels too. The shoe is not even my size. You are supposed to know the colour I love, my shoe size and the type of dress that fits me perfect. I don’t wear all this dinner or church gown. I wear tight and short gown that brings out my shape. Did you see that what I carry on my body is asset? I love showing off, I like revealing it to the world and watch them look at me like a goddess. I hate dress that covers my thigh. My beautiful body is my asset so I love flaunting it. If you know how many men that are ready to pay billions just to have this body, you will cherish it more and stop behaving like a novice. Anyway. I will still take all this stuffs you bought. I will give out the shoes and some of the cloths to my friends because I know the clothes and shoes are expensive. I will use the rest…I love those Jewelries’. Next time, if you want to buy stuffs for me don’t disappoint me like you did today. I know you wanted to use this stuffs to beg me for watching your housemaid blow my eyes. You plan to surprise me with all this but I’m not surprise because this is a very low quality stuffs compare to what I got from Dubai but I will take them all anyway, after all they are mine. I wonder why you haven’t sacked that your maid. What is she still doing here? She was supposed to be gone by now or you should have even gotten her arrested but she is here and looking all fresh in your house. You should have beat the hell out of her for what she did to me not let her live here. Anyway, you can leave her for now, her presence is highly needed, I have forgiven her sins. I’m a loving person. But she is very stupid, you know that right? I asked her to make food for me and is over 30mins and the food is yet to be ready. A very lazy idiot that doesn’t know how to do anything. Let me not get angry over that stupid, low life girl. I miss you Mart…come let’s go inside…follow me right now…”
Ireti walked back to the room with all the gift packs belonging to Sandra in her hand.
I was speechless all through the time Ireti was speaking and trying out the things I got for Sandra. I had never expected to see her all of a sudden and she really shocked me. I looked towards the kitchen side as Sandra dropped the food on the table. She looked at me, greeted and I nodded with a smile.
I began to hate the inhuman treatment that Ireti passed out on Sandra. She usually have a lot of work to do whenever Ireti comes around. Sandra was cheerful in her dealing and she is hardly offended.
I have planned this evening and wanted to give her all that I bought, sit and watch comedy and have a good laugh together. I wanted to start proving to her that I truly cares but never knew Ireti will show up suddenly, surprising me.
“Are you alright?
I looked at Sandra and asked quietly. She smile and nodded and I returned the smile. I watch her set up the table, wishing I can grab her again and kiss her. Letting her know how much she means to me.
I snapped out of the moment as Ireti screamed my name so loud, asking me why I was delaying to join her in bed.
I went into the room and was happy that my wardrobe was still lock. If not Ireti would haves scattered it.
I did not have urge to be with Ireti that night but I forced myself. Hoping that after the deed I may come to see reasons to be with her. I tried but my mind was on Sandra. I almost moan out Sandra’s name as Ireti rides on. I was glad I didn’t.
This is really crazy, after the whole deal was over I showered and went to bed.
I later strolled out while Ireti was asleep, just maybe I will see Sandra in the sitting room but she was in her room. I could hear a little whisper and I wondered if she was on the phone with her lover again. Who was she whispering to at this time? I walked quietly to her door and lean my ear again. I found out she was praying. She was in a serious quiet prayer.
It was amazing, just the same way my Mum usually pray in the midnight when everyone was asleep it was the same way Sandra was praying. I heard her pray for her parents, she prayed for me but I couldn’t hear all the blessing she was calling down on my head and immediately I heard her mentioned Jeff, I disappeared.
I left and walk back to the room. Probably because I don’t want to hear her say “…God, you know I love Jeff so much bla bla…”
I don’t care what the rest of the prayer will be but I don’t want to hear anything about Jeff.
But I felt at peace hearing her pray. I also love the fact that she believes in God even though I’m not a spiritual type of person but I go to church and I love God. My parents where believers and they brought I and my elder sisters up in that way.
I turned and looked at Ireti, she was sleeping. I began to wish I was in the same bed with Sandra and not Ireti. I wish that I can take back all those gift packs and return to the rightful person that I got it for. I wish Ireti did not show up. She had claimed everything that wasn’t even hers and planned to give out some of it to her friends. That alone was annoying.
I try to catch some sleep and in no time I dozed off.
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