HENRY: but wait, I want to know what actually happened that you don’t always pick my wife’s call and hanged up whenever you heard her voice from another number. Just tell me.
ME: ****chaiiiii!!!!!, what do I say now***silent for a while****
BIMPE : *****looked at me in the eye and appeared somehow scared*****
ME: eeeehmm, Mr Henry. It was actually a transferred aggression.
HENRY: transferred aggression as how?.
ME: most of the time, it was either our customers provoked me, or my superiors. It actually led me to transfer aggression to many people. I’m sorry about that.
HENRY: ok, now I understand.
BIMPE: ***smiled*** that’s true; some customers can be so rude and annoying at the bank.
HENRY: but all the same, that shouldn’t cause you to treat people who cared about you anyhow.
ME: ok sir.
HENRY: I used to work as an enquiry officer with a bank back in those days, and yet I placed a balance between my job and my family.
ME: thank you sir.
HENRY: Actually, I have wanted to call my sister and advice her to forget about you and move on. I’m serious.
ME: haaaaaaa.
HENRY: I swear to God. Because I can’t imagine a man claiming to date my sister and yet, he refused to call, visit, and equally ignore our calls. Thank your stars and thank my wife. If not for her who suggested that we should invite you over and enquire from you. Honestly, I don’t have that patience.
ME: *** what kind of treating be this self, are you God? chaiii, poverty no good ooo** *** turned to Bimpe***** mummy Daniela, thank you very much ma. I’m really grateful ma. And please ma. Forgive me ma. It was actually a transferred aggression ma, it won’t repeat itself ma.
BIMPE: let’s just thank God. Try to change and adjust your ways, because I can’t imagine how you will treat my mother in-law when you treated us this way.
ME: I’m so sorry ma.
BIMPE: no problem.
HENRY: ***turned to bimpe*** hope you have forgive him fully and whole heartedly.
BIMPE: **smiled and rest her head on Henry’s chest**** yes dear, I have.
HENRY: Mr. Onihaxy!, next time I hear that you aren’t calling or not picking calls again, I swear to God, you will see the other side of me.
ME: I heard you sir, I will try my best to be a good boy sir. And I promise you that I will even be the one to be calling.
HENRY: that’s good and that is what I like to hear. Maybe you don’t know that my wife and I are your reference in this relationship. Whatever we say or decide is what my sister must follow.
ME: ok sir.
BIMPE: ****mood changed immediately and was smiling**** so mr onihaxy, what will you eat?
ME: I’m ok for now. I’m fine.
BIMPE: I will never accept that, you must eat something.
ME: seriously, I’m good and fine.
HENRY: mummy Daniela, why are you asking him?, go to the kitchen and prepare something jaree.
BIMPE: ok dear, I will be right back.***stood up and left us****
HENRY: Mr Onihaxy, let’s talk about you. How is work?, and when do you intend to settle down?
Henry and I continued to relate and chat on so many issues for the next 20 minutes until we heard a knock on the door. Henry asked who was at the door and a voice sounded from outside saying “it’s me Sarah”. Henry raised his voice to call bimpe. “Darling, sarah is at the door”. Bimpe came out to the living room putting on a kitchen apron. She went to the door and opened it.
The door opened and a young lady entered, holding daniella on the hand, Adebimpe bent down, picked Daniela up and kissed her, petting her and calling her several pet names. She dropped her down and said
“daniella, “oya” go and play with uncle Onihaxy”.
Daniella came over to meet me while Bimpe and Sarah entered into the kitchen. I asked Henry who Sarah was and he replied that she was the new maid.
20 minutes later, sarah came out of the kitchen to the dinning carrying a tray containing two dishes and some plates while Bimpe came out to meet us at the living room where I was playing with Daniela. Henry was so surprised seeing Daniela and I playing together like two kids. He turned to Adebimpe and asked,
HENRY: dear, has Mr. Onihaxy and daniella been playing like this before?
BIMPE: why did you ask?
HENRY: because I have never seen Daniela playing with an outsider like this before.
BIMPE: yeah, that is true. Maybe daniella liked him sha. And funny enough. She is always asleep whenever he comes here to visit betty, I think he met daniella awake just thrice.
HENRY: this is amazing.
ME: smiling at both of them, **see this man, why won’t she play with me when I’m her father** “
BIMPE: anyways, food is ready, let’s all go to the kitchen and eat.
We all left the living room and went to the dinning with Daniela sitting by my side and still playing with me.
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All through the following week from starting Monday, Adebimpe kept calling my phone and I had no choice than to pick up as I promised Henry. She would always call my phone and engage me in chats, telling me how she felt about me and how she can’t stop thinking of me. She told me that it was when she couldn’t bear my negligence anymore that she decided to involve Henry in the matter. It was getting to a point that I became confused and don’t know where else to turn to.
“Chaiii onihaxy, how will you get out of this web now?”
” Should I start recording our conversations and use it to threatened her?”
” If I decide to ignore her again, what excuse will I give Henry for not picking up if she report me again?”
” Even if I want to fight it, how do I tell the world that I impregnate another man’s wife?”
” If betty ends up hearing this, what will be my fate?”
“If I continue picking her calls, she would soon take over me again”.
” How do I focus on my life and my relationship when Bimpe is still standing on my neck?”
“How do I get out of this web?”
” Is she truly pregnant?”
“How come Henry didn’t talk about the pregnancy when I visited last Sunday?”
” Or was she playing pranks on me?”
” Well, time will tell”
” Its a matter of time, her belly would swell up if she is truly pregnant.”
I moved on with my life and continued with my job until Thursday evening when Segun called me that he would be coming to Lagos on friday the next day. I was so happy and joyous that I would be seeing Segun again. I closed earlier that day and went home to prepare for his arrival.
At around 2pm on Friday afternoon, Segun called to inform me that he had reached Ojota, I gave him the description to my bank in order for him to come and have the key to my apartment. He followed the description and got to the bank at few minutes to 3pm. I came out to meet him outside the bank and we hugged and called each other our bad names, I was so happy to see him and he was happy to see me too. I gave him my key and gave him the description to my house. I told him I have noodles at home and he should prepare it and eat before I come home after the close of business for the day.
Segun looked outside the bank, looked at the cars packed outside and he asked me “onihaxy, where is your car?”, I laughed and told him that I haven’t started bringing it to work because I’m yet to complete my driving class and also collect my license, he smiled and said
” no wahala, we will be cruising the town with it till I return back to Akure”. I smiled and stopped a bike to take him to maryland while I returned back into the banking hall to continue with my task for the day.
I closed in the evening and went home to meet segun, I was so happy seeing him again because he was the only friend I had who understood me and stayed with me throughout thick and thin periods. I stopped by at the shops along my street and purchased ingredients to use in cooking stew.
When I got home, Segun and I continued to gist about the happenings in Akure, we went to the kitchen and cooked together while we continued to gist along the line. We talked about my job, about Betty and so many more topics. When we were through with dinner, I switched on my laptop for us to play “PES” before sleeping. The system was still loading while my phone rang beside Segun, he picked up the phone, checked the screen and looked at me in a very awkward manner,
“onihaxy, your Adebimpe is calling you. I knew it, you will never listen, I knew it that you are still communicating with this witch”.
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