EPISODE 11
I returned to the driver’s seat and
started the car; I was halfway to the apartment when it suddenly occurred to
me.
“I
have forgotten about Kike”
I remember my promise to her before I left home that Friday, and I was sure she would be worried. My phone rang immediately as if she was reading my mind, I checked the caller and it was Kike.
“What
do I tell her?” myriads of thoughts entered my mind, the first call went unanswered and Cynthia noticed that.
“That must be your wife,” she said in
panic.
“Show
her you are a man, you don’t have to panic; after all, you are not doing
anything wrong” a voice whispered to me.
The phone rang again and I picked it at
the first ring.
“Hello, honey, where are you?” I heard
her say from the other end.
“Calm down dear, I am fine,” I said
trying to act in control.
“What happened? Why are you not home?”
“Calm down Kike, I am not a kid!” I
shouted and regretted my outburst immediately.
“Do you know how worried I am Femi?
Where are you?” she said almost in tears.
“Lie
to her” the voice whispered to me again.
“I finished late. I couldn’t come home
again, I am on my way to the apartment the company gave me” I said calmly.
“And you can’t call me to inform me? You
have arrived around 12:00AM before, this is Lagos” she said angrily.
“You expect me to drive home with a cash
of three hundred and fifty thousand naira in my briefcase? Are you not so
selfish that you don’t even care about my life?”
“You know that’s not true Femi,” she said
soberly.
“Well, I have been working all day. Don’t
disturb me, woman, just go and sleep” I said and disconnected the call angrily.
I could literarily feel the devil giving me a pat on my back.
“I don’t mean to cause any rift between
you and your wife, I am sorry,” Cynthia said tearfully.
“I can take care of this Miss Cynthia,” I
said casually flexing my shoulder.
“We women are like that you know, we
always want to control our husband. We want him to answer to us and report his
every action to us” she said wiping her tears.
“I am not like that; I am not a woman
wrapper. I am in charge of my own life Miss Cynthia I said as I arrived at the
gate of the apartment.
I horned thrice and got down from the
car. I saw the gateman open a small hole and peeped before opening the small
gate.
“Who be that?” he said forcefully.
I walked towards him and he shone the
light on my face.
“I am the manager of NAPCO filling
station and I own the flat behind the house”
“Oga sorry, why you come late nao?”
“It’s a long story, open the gate” I
said and I watched him close the small gate and rush to open the big gate.
I got into the car and drove Cynthia inside
the compound; I was trying to park the car when my phone rang.
I checked and it was Kike again, Cynthia
reached the phone before I did and switched it off.
“Let’s go in Femi, I am already feeling
drowsy”


Huh!!! 😡 😡 😡
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