Happy new month people! This is just a tiny piece of what’s to come. . .
It was always a joy to leave the house. Even at a young age she knew being with her mum choked her. She could have manged it like she had been doing in the past, but that day was different. That day she wanted to explore and be free for once in her life.
The air outside the house smelled of burnt jollof-rice from the buka not too far from the house. Her stomach grumbled but she didn’t obey it’s call, rather she quickened her steps as she ran out of the compound unnoticed in her bathroomslippers, not having enough time to change into something else.
The security guard was out of sight
He was trying to toast Amina at the back of the compound … after Zainab had forged a note that the house help liked him and was too shy to tell him in person. Zainab could imagine how it would all turn out. She chuckled as she ran down the street to her friend Sonia’s house.
Sonia was the closest person Zainab could call a friend. Their parents were never close but were always cordial to one another. Not because they wanted to, but because as cousins it was what was expected from them. Zainab’s mother was an only child and assumed to be spoilt and aloof. Zainab guessed her distant aunt to be jealous of her mother.
Zainab called Sonia out with their usual call of throwing little stones at her bedroom window. Within minutes Sonia came out of the house and they both ran off to an uncompleted house.
“My mother is so annoying. She just irritates me.” Zainab said, kicking stones at a rusty drum at a far corner.
“Have you ever kissed a girl?” Sonia asked out of the blue.
“What?” Zainab stopped what she was doing and looked at Sonia. She was curling a strand of her hair round her finger. “No.”
“Would you like to?”
“For what? It sounds weird. Have you?”
Sonia nodded. “It’s actually not. I do it all the time. I have this friend in school who likes to kiss a lot. Both guys and girls.”
Zainab looked at Sonia closely and realized she wasn’t joking.
“Do you want to try it out?”
Zainab looked at Sonia closely. . . Mostly at her lips that she had always thought were too pink to be natural. Her eyes moved from her lips to look at her.
He staggered to his bed. Fatigue and sleep taking over his mental being. Work had been hectic and he was too tired to make something for himself. He was supposed to pick up Ulunma from his parent’s house but he wasn’t ready for another confrontation with his father. The last time he had been there was disastrous with his father insulting him. He shook his head and took off his shoes. Not this night. He would pick his daughter up tomorrow morning.
Daniel took off his jacket and tie and tossed it on a nearby chair but it fell to the floor. He got off his trousers and did the same thing to it. He didn’t qualify himself as drunk. He had just had too many to drink and had a massive headache. He knew he couldn’t continue living his life this way. He was just tired of how things seemed to be going down the drain and all because of what, he couldn’t get a grip on himself.
He had every reason to believe there was someone else in Adesewa’s life. But he wondered if it was someone he knew. Theses days she hardly picked his calls and he was trying to get Ebuka to talk to her. At least the two of them were getting along with each other and Ebuka could speak on his behalf. The thought on his mind he got on his bed and drifted off to sleep.
It was eleven in the morning when Daniel finally got out of his apartment. His mother was worried about him and she had voiced out her worries over the phone when he called to say he wasn’t picking Ulunma up. The sight of Ulunma playing with a toy on the floor brought joy to him. It annoyed him that every-time he glanced at her he remembered Efe. Is that part of the reason why I delay in picking her? He hoped not. His daughter had nothing to do with what was happening between her and Efe.
“Oh! So he finally decides to come.” His father clapped for him loudly and Ulunma looked up at her grandfather as he walked out. Her toy temporarily forgotten.
Daniel grated his teeth. He wondered where his mother was.
“Good morning dad.”
“What is so good about the morning? Seeing your disgraceful self?”
Daniel didn’t have anything to say and it seemed to infuriate his father the more.
“I’m talking to you!”
“Dad what do you want me to say? I’ve listened to you insult me over and over again. I don’t have anything to say to you because if I do it would be considered as rude!”
“Talk nau! I want you to talk. Shebi you do whatever you like these days; You drink yourself to stupor and behave stupid! Like you don’t have parents that trained you up right. You need someone to talk sense to you but then you’re too thick-headed to listen! You behave like you know all things of which you don’t.”
Daniel let out an exasperated sigh. “Dad please. I only came to pick my daughter up and I would be on my way. Please.”
His father was closer to him now. “As you’re taking Ulunma now, don’t come back to this house. You are banned from showing your face her. I love my grand-daughter and so I would have preferred she stay here until you get your act together. You can make that decision and bring her back, but as for you stay away. I never want to see you again.”