A story written by Adebiyi Demola (08038195562)
I decided to tell her that I wouldn’t stay long due to the tutorial I was invited for.
“I will just know the place today and pay you a full visit tomorrow”, I said.
“So, you will not teach me what I purposely called you for before leaving?” she asked disappointedly.
“Zaiiinab! Try and understand me now. I thought I told you that I am having tutorial with the members of our class by 6:00pm today and the tutorial will be based on what we have been taught in class, maybe you join them”, I said with tremble in my voice. She looked at me disappointedly.
“And you said I am special to you! Treating your special one equally with other members of the class, no problem!” she confessed.
“I’m very sorry for my utterances baby. Just try and understand me. I didn’t mean to hurt you. Just pardon me” I apologized.
“I don’t even know the reason why I’m doing all these. It seems am forcing you to do what you didn’t want to do” she said gleefully.
“Baby, I’m gonna do anything because of you just to see you happy and mind you, as from now on, I’m gonna treat you like a queen”, I said and then threw my right hand on her neck and pecked her on the cheek.
She looked at me amazingly and smiled but didn’t utter a word till when we got to where she resided.
She opened the door and asked me to enter then she followed.
It was a bedroom flat. Her room was well set and quite cozy.
“Welcome to my hut. What should I offer you? Don’t tell me you are ok o”, she said joyfully.
“Did I hear you say hut? In fact, this is what they should be referring to as ‘heaven on earth’. If I say I’m ok, you might be thinking that I’m still annoyed with you. In the light of that, just bring anything edible” I requested to satisfy the angry worms that have been murmuring in my stomach.
She brought out a mortuary standard five alive juice from a portable freezer and two glasses.
“I’m very sorry for offering you this dear. I never believed you could be here today, had it been I know, I would have prepared you a nice food. All the same just give me some minutes to dish you something delicious” she said gleefully.
“I’m very much ok with this baby, so don’t bother about that joor. I’m taking this one self just to show you love”, I replied but I did not mean what I said because I was seriously hungry.
She stared at me for some minutes and smiled. She poured the juice into a glass cup and brought it to me because I was sitting on a chaise lounge. She went down on her knees to show some respect and offered it to me.
I was shocked and impressed, I couldn’t just belief her type still exists.
I collected it from her and supported her up.
Zainab was a good wife material. Despite the fact that she was born with silver spoon in her mouth, yet she was humble and respectful.
I asked her to get her own glass of juice and she obeyed and we clinked the glasses happily and drank.
“Zainab, let’s get the work done so that you will have enough time to revise it”, I said.
“Thanks dear”, she responded.
I was waiting for her to bring out her book when my phone started ringing. I looked at the screen and it was the class rep, Funsho, then I picked it up…
“Bro, how far now? Shey you no go show up ni” he asked.
“I no fit disappoint the class now. Shebi na 6:00pm?” I asked
“Yes now! This is 5:55pm by my time here, so you ought to have been here by now”, he said
I was shocked when I checked my wrist watch to confirm the time.
“I will join you in the next five minutes bro”, I said optimistically.
“Alright, we go dey expect you o. No African time o”, he said jokingly.
“Trust me bro”, I responded, he hung up the call.
We both looked at each other at the same time while there was silence.
“What is going to happen now?” she asked in pity.
I was short of words and different things started running through my mind. What a dilemma!