intense desire to cook something wonderful for my hubby –
it is a Saturday.
After praying a short prayer, I set out to do just that. Richy had a
very stressful day
yesterday
followed by a very extensive
talk/argument. Yesterday
night, we had talked and
talked about all the events
of the week. He had
arrived looking so stressed out
and
tired that I almost
discarded
my anger to pamper him a
bit, just as he does with me;
but I reckoned that doing
that would push aside the
settlement of what was
on
ground. ***
He entered and I
welcomed
him in a casual way
without
the usual welcome kiss. He
looked at me critically
with
his tired eyes almost
pleading for a loving
affection. "What is the
matter honey? No
welcome
kiss?"
I shook my head slowly. "No
sir. No kiss today, we
need
to talk". I wanted to
continue but I just
couldn't. He looked really tired that
I
decided to relent a little
bit,
even though I still had
that carefully placed casual
look.
I collected his laptop bag
and suit jacket, carrying
them into the room. He
tagged along, not uttering a
word but I knew he must
be terribly curious.
Immediately we entered
the
masters' bedroom, he just lay flat on the bed, closing
his eyes without
removing
anything. It dawned on
me
that he must be terribly tired; that could only
explain why he was not
pestering me already.
I pulled off his shoes and
socks, massaging his feet
with my hands. I moved to
his shoulders, massaging
them slowly. His tension
eased a bit and he opened
his eyes slowly. I felt
stupid for challenging him
immediately he entered
even though that was the
most reasonable thing to
do when we tend to
postpone issues a lot, enjoying each other's
company. Maybe that is
why
he did not even remember
to tell me about Oyinade,
I thought. Maybe he fired
her
because he already has a
child on the way. I
banished
all evil thoughts from my brain as I stared at
Richard's tired profile. I
tugged at his suit.
"Why don't you take a
shower while I set your
dinner" I said quietly. He looked into my eyes with
his blue eyes, maybe
reading my thoughts.
Normally, he would have
tried to know what was
on my mind but he just
nodded and sat up; maybe
he hadn't even heard me.
He started unbuttoning his
shirt but I went and took
over from him, he shook slightly and I smiled. He
smiled back. "You know the
power you have over me,
don't you?"
I feigned innocence which
only made him smile
more. After I had removed his
clothes, I marched him to
the bathroom like a kid,
leaving him there to
prepare his food.
We lay on the bed after eating and listening to
news. He was fidgeting
with my hair; he loves
touching it.
"I am all ears. What do
you want us to talk about that
deprived me of my kiss?"
Oh! So he heard. I sighed.
"We can start by you
explaining why you
sacked Oyinade without telling
me
anything about it"
Richard's hand froze. I
took
that as affirmation and stood up. You are keeping
secrets from me Richard
and it is hurting me."
The
very first time in months I
would call him by his name.
"I know the girl is a harlot
bent on ruining other
people's marriages and I
am partially happy that
she is out of our lives but that
does not negate the fact
that you almost got her
pregnant in the quest of
having a child"
Richard was up too, looking
at me tongue-tied like
something was wrong
with
me. That even made me
angrier. "Tell me: since
when did you stop
believing that I could
actually get pregnant?"
He got back his tongue.
"What nonsense are you ranting?" he growled.
My eyes widened. "So now I
am saying nonsense,
right?" I spat glaring.
"I don't know what the
hell
is going through your brain
but I certainly don't know
how a mere flimsy hug
translates to getting her
pregnant. What on earth
put that idea in your head"
he almost yelled, glaring.
We glared at each other
for
some seconds before I
looked away. "Well, it was not just the
mere hug" I said quietly,
boiling with anger. "I
received a call a day
before
from an anonymous caller
telling me of your
escapades with your mistress. The hug was a
confirmatory sign.
" I
laughed slightly; bitterly.
"As
if that was not enough, she
had the guts to visit me on
the hospital bed after I
fainted to explain to me
how you desperately
needed a child and that since I could not give you
one, she was-"
"What?" Richard yelled,
cutting me short. He was
pacing angrily while I
stood with arms akimbo. "What
rubbish? That lying
wench…" he paced and
paced, making me dizzy.
"Oh… so she is lying? Easy
to say since she is not here to defend herself." I said
cheekily.
He stopped and glared at
me. "You don't believe me?
Ok. Tell me what is
between
you and Kelvin. You met
him
before you met me and you
must love him more but
why must you have
anything to do with him
after all he did to you. I
got the picture where you
were holding him so
affectionately and I saw
him in your office also, so confident that you would
not reject him. Tell me:
what is going on?"
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