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S2. W16 - Making amends...
It was 9pm and neither Yale nor Ronke had texted. I kept having weird daymare that they were having some in depth cousin bonding time and Ronke decided to spill her guts to Yale. I had let my curiosity get the best of me. I was in front of Ronke's place. I texted before walking to the door.
"Wassup, what are you girls up to?" I waited.
*grrr* "Yale is sleeping...I'm doing some homework, wassup ditcher?"
I felt some form of relief. "its not even like that now...have you girls eaten?"
"We are not useless, I'm sure we can organize food if we are hungry. What do you want? Time is Grades..chap chap..."
"Can I talk to Yale please?"
"I doubt she wants to speak to you.. and besides, I'm sure I mentioned shes sleeping...?"
"Ronke stop being an ass and hand the phone to my fiance."
She gave a very loud mocking laugh. "Fiance?" she laughed again. "Sorry o.. Mr. Fee-ance!" I heard movement of furniture so I assumed she was standing up to hand over the phone. "You know, Shafa...."
Freaaak what was WRONG with this nutcase?? Why cant she just .... disappear? Ahn Ahn? Dem send you?
"...I think its only healthy that you ensure your path is straight before going as far as shouting to the world about your fee-anceship." I heard a door creak " I'm just saying...." She mustve dropped the phone for a bit because her voice became a bit distant. I'm glad she didn't wait for an answer. Heifer. "Yale...." tap. tap. "Yale...." tap.tap.tap. "Its Shafa..." I heard some grumbling....
"Hey...." Yup. She was STILL mad and NOT ready to talk to me.
"Hey babe" Pause.
"Hey...." I knew how her lips we're curled now. She had that face when she was trying not to hide her irritation. Sucked big time that I was the cause of the stank face now.
"Are we going to talk?"
"Annnndddd we are singing to each other now?" her retort was so fast I had to smile. That's my girl.
"Nah... I ... I'm coming to get you? K?"
"Dont waste your gas, I'm very comfortable where I'm at..."
"Shafa... please I was sleeping, annndd you woke me up... there had better be an emergency."
"Ok?" I KNOW that was a little concern I heard in her voice. A break through?
We had fallen into a routine. Arinze and I. Every day at 2pm we'd go for lunch. On Thursday nights we'd talk about what we'd do for the weekend, sometimes we'd leave it up in the air. Come Friday, depending on where we land after doing said plans, I might be cooking for him in my kitchen, or in his kitchen. Oh and this man was an AMAZING masseuse. Like.. I don't know if he got them magic hands from med school or it was a natural God given talent, but Gaddaam! I remember a couple of days ago, we had gone to museum? Or somewhere sha and my feet were aching and swollen a bit. I am into my second trimester and the swelling process had begun, the feet cramps which started during our Las Vegas trip had become more frequent. Anyways, I whined like a little girl all the way home feeding MAJORLY off his pampering. When we got to his house, he had come to my side of the car and CARRIED me out... like...lifted me out and CARRIED me... to the door, through the door, to the room, to the bed and placed me down like I had a FRAGILE label plastered across my forehead. He had then went ahead to strip me down... and not even in a sexual way, but in a a very.....tender way...till I was in only underwear. (I was turned on sha, let me not even lie to myself here! But seriously, who wouldn't be... shoot) Then he proceeded to send my feet to HEAVEN...Of course, where my feet go my body must follow. The nostalgic feeling of that massage came rushing back in WAVES over my body. I relaxed.
I remember, after he was done his magic on my body and I was so relaxed, I could barely speak. He'd come around to the side of the bed and snuggled in beside me. He'd put his arms around me, placed his palms on my slightly visible little bump and started talking...about nothing and everything....to me. (And baby sometimes) And that's how we ...or rather I....fell asleep. His voice in my ear, his arms cocooning me, his palms on my belly.. and my spine to his heart...Our chemistry should be in Mills & Boons I swear. The connection I felt with him that day went beyond physical. We haven't been physical just yet...(Hmm, someone needs to give me an award. With my hormones on rampage I strongly believe its a miracle I haven't raped the man...but that's a thought for another day... my blood is already getting hot just thinking about it.)... anyways, I digress...where was I? Ya... I feel Arinze and I, we've kinda gone past that physical stage already.
My leg started to cramp and and I realized I had been standing by the window for too long. I walked or rather limped back to the living room to sit down and wait instead. I had even forgotten about the Naija movie that I had put in... I'll restart it when she comes. Yale was coming by for the weekend. I still felt a bit disappointed I won't lie. I wanted to spend ALL my time with Arinze. , but he was on call all weekend . And he mentioned I hadn't spent time with Yale in a minute, cause he knew I wanted to cancel on her badly. So we compromised on Yale time for Friday & Sat, but I made him promise to take me out on Sunday. I smiled in anticipation. The doorbell intercepted my thoughts. Guess Miss Dairo's here. I took my sweet time before I stood up to open the door. Before I could enjoy my laziness though, she started calling my phone. Such an impatient human being. Hiss. My child better not adopt this stupid trait....
"Suni oh" She was always wasting time, the way she walked to the door you would think she was 9 months preggers.
"Free me abeg jo. Patience is a virtue"
"Oh whatever as if you're a fan of waiting yourself...." I had bought sparkling juice to celebrate our 2 weeks 'no-see'. Since she had come back from Vegas we had only talked on the phone. Arinze had without remorse stolen my best friend. I wasn't pissed, but I was....I guess things change. See, Suni and I have never been in very engulfing relationships at the same time. When I was with Shafa... at first...she was kind of single, causally dating... nothing serious. Then Shafa and I fell off, he moved, I was bitter, I was single the she now hooked up with Toba....then Shafa and I got back together... and then Toba and Suni fell apart....but now.. Shafa and I are quite serious and she's getting equally as serious with Arinze. Bottom line, us both being in very serious relationships at the same time.....with no foreseeable future of one of us coming out...Our own friendship was beginning to dwindle. I wasn't too thrilled about it. And if I know Suni, this hadn't occurred to her yet. She was still in the honeymoon phase with Arinze so I'm sure she was happy to spend all her time with him, but she should not forget that before him, hell before Shafa, it was two of us first.
"I brought wine" I gave a cheesy smile as I held it in the air.
"Is that sparkling juice Ozimeyale?" She took it from my hands and gave it a closer look. I dont blame her the bottle was so dope even I was fooled at first."See this tout fa."
"We be bahd guyz now, Uss ma we gatz pop..." She laughed at my razzness which may I outline was gotten from her. Dont be fooled by Suni's surface tushness. All that ajebo behaviour is a front. The girl is market woman.
We walked back to the living room she went to put our "shacks" in the fridge. I flopped down in front of the TV. Omotola Ojelade was shouting something on the screen and slapping the house girl, or someone like that. Omotola, always slapping someone. Suni said something from the kitchen I didn't quite hear.
"What??" She walked back and came to sit beside me. She had Chips Ahoy on a plate. See why this babe is my bestos? My face lit up!
"I said, today we must to catch up on our Naija movie stash. I have a play list ready to go!" As I reached for a cookie she pulled the plate back. "My friend. Whair har your manners?" (See? Razzobian)
"Suni if I boxxx ur stomach ehnnnn!"
"This biskit will be your demise. See how your body is shaking." I laughed because my hand WAS shaking small.
"Dunce..." I leaned back like I wasn't interested anymore. At that point the girl in the movie, the house girl. Started running. Like seriously bailing and then the action music came on. You know the one where the drums start beating really fast? Yea that one. Omotola was shouting abuses at the girl and chasing her. The girl now fell down. The kind of fall that you can only deem as "Devil's work". Suni and I shouted "Yeeee" at the same time.
We settled into the movie Chip Ahoy in hand. Idle talk in between. We had just finished Part 3 when Suni's phone rang. By her facial expression I knew it was Arinze.
"Hey hottie..." He must've called her something as 'endearing' because she blushed. "Yaa rigghhhhtt, you know Im only trying to catch up" I tuned out their mushy conversation and thought about Shafa. I rubbed my hand over my temporary ring. It was a rubber band, that was knotted (my temporary diamond). Things had been so rough...but they were better now. After Shafa came to get me that day...we had talked....and talked. He apologized for his behaviour, he started telling me about what him and Toba were talking about but I insisted on not knowing. Me sef why do I like headache. We made up and all well.. but something mightveSuni. She was giggling as if I wasn't there. What rudeness!
"Oya its enough nowwww... this is my time."
Suni rolled her eye. I flicked her cheek. "Owwwww"
"Next time you wont roll your eyes at me..." I plucked the phone from her hand.
"Stoppppp-" she was struggling with me... but who's the preggo tired lady amongst us?? Not me... I sprang up and sprinted to the kitchen
"Yo Arinze... you're cool and all but biko can I have some time with my bestos? As in... this your lovage sha..."
He laughed... "Ma bad... ma bad.. Ok I'll talk to you later.. lemme say bye..." Suni had caught up... "Give me the phone..."
"So you can both start another history lesson? Not on my time..." I spoke to both of them... loud enough for Arinze to hear,
"Ok Arinze WE... as in Suni and I...are going to GO now... like OFF the phone? Ya dig?" I heard laughter so I figured he did. "Suni say bye." she was pouting and giving me death looks... "SAY BYE OR I'LL CLICK OFF O"
"Bye babe.. Ill call you after this bug is out of my house."
Always talking! Ronke can NOT shuttup. Lai lai. She was on her phone when she entered the office.....without knocking! Might I add. She froze for a split second when she saw me. Like she was surprised. “E ye o! Yale since when??” “I should as you the same question.” She was holding a Swiss Chalet take out bag in her hand. What the… “I see you brought lunch…” I eyed the bag. She held it up “Yaaaa…..” then dropped it again “Seems like I’ll be eating alone.” I did NOT appreciate the way this conversation sounded. I felt I was sharing my man. I don’t know. This was just not rubbing me the right way. “Mhmn…” Or maybe I was just being paranoid. Ronke, loud mouth as she is, is still a sweetheart………………………… Shafa coughed and stood up. “Ronke what’s really good? This is a pleasant surprise.” He pointed to the couch on the other side of the office. He walked to my side and sat on the table beside me. She smiled to herself, like she understood something and it was funny. “I was just in the hood o, you…
I had booked marked 1 page so far. And that was because I felt I was being too picky. It was called Adonai. I almost didn't find it as it wasn't on the first few pages of the google search term, but somehow for some odd reason I had clicked through 5 ages of google results and somehow Adonai had jumped at me. I loved their slogan. "When there's no where else to go" It was simple but strong. Their website was very simple but I could tell it was professionally done. It wasn't a random person with no experience whatsoever in web design that decided to piece together a site, this was well thought out. Their choice of words, their images...Very marketable. So far with everything I had read, I was impressed. Felt almost as though there were talking to me specifically. So I had bookmarked it. I was going to marinate on this a bit longer. I needed to anyways. My bladder started complaining again. These two creatures wont kill me o! Every time they wan wee wee. I put m…
Life is the number one entertainer of all times. I have to give it a round of applause. I don't know how long I have been lying down here. Probably day 3 now I estimate. I haven't looked at my phone but I know its been ringing. Shafa....probably Suni... I wont be surprised to see Ronke's name on that list. Bitch. I turned my face away from the ceiling back to the wall. I had deduced a pattern sequence in my red wall. I could find it again. My phone vibrated again. What I can't really understand is....why this is breaking my heart so much. I mean. Shafa doesn't have iron running through his veins. His a human being. And like a human being... he's wired to mess up. I'm laying here. I've cried out all my insides. Ive not eaten. I've not showered. I'm putting my life on pause because of something that was....is...inevitable. But man....it hurts. It really does. Life MUST go on. Its getting back up that matter right? OK now. I'll get up. And get o…