Episode 13
“Nope. Apparently you’re a friend of Joseph too, so he wants to see you.” He smiled, feeling guilty about leaving her.
He helped her stand up, and she stretched. She followed him, with a hand on her belly, a habit he had noticed.
“Abena! My favourite person.” Joseph joked as they entered the room.
“For someone who almost lost a leg, you’re
very happy. I like that.” Abena commented with a laugh.
“Sorry I didn’t acknowledge you before. I’m Dera.” Dera said to Abena.
“No problem. I’m Abena.” Abena replied.
“That’s…”
“Ghanaian.” Tobi cut in and Abena smiled at his memory.
Joseph wiggled his eyebrows at them.
“If I slap you ehn. Sick or not.” Tobi warned. “No vex. I forgot you were a billionaire.” Joseph joked and they all laughed.
“Sit down Abena. You must be feeling very tired.” Dera offered, gesturing to the couch. “Actually, since I’ve seen that this idiot is well, we’re leaving. I would come and see you tomorrow morning.” Tobi announced. “Okay then. Hope to see you again.” Dera said, referring to Abena, who replied with a smile.
“What about me?” Tobi asked, feigning hurt. “I’m already tired of your face.” She joked and Joseph gave her a high five.
“You guys are perfect for each other. Go
away.” Tobi smiled.
“Actually, you’re the one that’s supposed to go away. Give us some couple time. Odabo.” Joseph said, gesturing for them to leave.
“Whatever.” Tobi laughed. “See you
tomorrow.” He added before stepping out, with Abena following him.
…
Once they were in the car, Tobi turned to Abena, with an apologetic smile. “Sorry. About how I treated you. I took out my frustration on you and it wasn’t fair. Then I left you in the waiting area where you were obviously uncomfortable. And you’ve probably not eaten.”
“It’s okay. I understand. But you’re making me food once we get home.” She smiled back.
“Deal.” He flashed her his charming smile. “I’ve never seen you like that before. So… out of control.” She spoke up.
He visibly relaxed in his seat, and made no move to start the car.
“I had a lonely childhood. Busy parents, no other siblings, surrounded by the household staff. You know, typical rich kid problems.” He gave a nervous laugh and she smiled at him, encouraging him to go on.
“We went to the same nursery school, but that’s nursery school. We were still innocent children. But when we got to primary school, I was an awkward child. I had no friends because I didn’t know how to play the games they played, and I didn’t watch the movies they watched or listen to the songs they listened to. I was a…” He paused, looking for the right word.
“Misfit. I was a misfit. But Joseph talked to me. He became my friend. Showed me the games they played, movies they watched and even the songs they listened to. He taught me Pidgin English, because it’s apparently compulsory for every Nigerian to know. He didn’t treat me like a rich kid, he treated me like a friend. He’s like the brother I always wanted, with less common sense.” He smiled and she gave a light chuckle.
“My point is, I don’t have a lot of people in my life. So I try my best to be there for the ones I have.”
As he drove out of the hospital, she couldn’t help but wish she was one of the people in his life, but she knew she wasn’t. If was ever there for her, it wasn’t because he cared about her, but because he cared about the baby inside of her.
Abena lay down on the large couch
immediately they got home, and sighed
contentedly.
He noticed the look on relief on her face
and felt guilty again.
“Abena sorry about leaving you again, It
wasn’t-”
“You know for someone who doesn’t apologize much, you seem to be doing it a lot.” She joked.
“Who told you I don’t apologize much?” He asked smiling.
“The first time you apologized to me, you looked like it was hard for you. Like someone was holding a gun to your head or something.” She laughed.
“Observant. Well ever since I met you, I’ve been doing things I never thought I would do.” He flashed her a smile and she tried to ignore the butterflies playing around in her stomach.
“Whatever. Just cook indomie and chicken for me.” She said and looked away before she said something she would regret.
Something like how s£xy he was no matter what he was doing.
That was unfair.
She then remembered that he was expecting a girl the next day.
“How about Tami?” She asked, trying to
sound casual.
He turned around and looked at her in surprise before speaking. “I sent her a text, I cancelled.”
…
Tobi got into the house at a few minutes after three. He had spent the day with Joseph at the hospital, standing in for Dera when she had to go and bring his kids from
his mothers place.
Abena was laying on the couch, lazily eating crackers and bananas. She sat up when she heard him walk in.
“Hey. How’s Joseph?” She asked
“He’s… Joseph. He doesn’t act like anything is wrong.” Tobi said with a smile. “Sounds like him.” She commented.
“I got you some roasted corn.” He said
handing her a bag.
“No thank you, I don’t eat corn.” She replied, shaking her head.
“Oh. Well, more for me.” He said bringing a cob out.
She shook her head vehemently, and
swallowed.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Yes. It’s the smell, it’s-”
She couldn’t finish, because she ended up puking over his imported rug.
…
“Abena. It’s no big deal.” Tobi said knocking on her door again.
She had ran to her room after the mess she made, and after calling someone to get rid of the rug, he wanted to know if she was alright.
“Are you sure? It looked really expensive.” He heard her say. Her voice cracked and it
was obvious that she was crying.
“It’s no big deal. Trust me. It was just like ten million naira. I’ll just buy another one.” He shrugged although she couldn’t see him. He heard her cry again.
“Abena? Are you okay?” He asked while
trying to open the door.
“You let me puke on a rug that expensive? It’s not even supposed to be put on the floor for us to walk over it. It’s supposed to be hung up like a precious painting.” She shouted.
“Abena, calm down. How about you come out, I’ll get you some caramel popcorn, then we watch a movie?” He said softly.
He heard the door click and open. She looked at him expectantly, her brown eyes glassy from crying.☆☆
Abena lay down on the large couch
immediately they got home, and sighed
contentedly.
He noticed the look on relief on her face
and felt guilty again.
“Abena sorry about leaving you again, It
wasn’t-”
“You know for someone who doesn’t apologize much, you seem to be doing it a lot.” She joked.
“Who told you I don’t apologize much?” He asked smiling.
“The first time you apologized to me, you looked like it was hard for you. Like someone was holding a gun to your head or something.” She laughed.
“Observant. Well ever since I met you, I’ve been doing things I never thought I would do.” He flashed her a smile and she tried to ignore the butterflies playing around in her stomach.
“Whatever. Just cook indomie and chicken for me.” She said and looked away before she said something she would regret. Something like how s£xy he was no matter what he was doing.
That was unfair.
She then remembered that he was expecting a girl the next day.
“How about Tami?” She asked, trying to
sound casual.
He turned around and looked at her in surprise before speaking. “I sent her a text, I cancelled.”
…
Tobi got into the house at a few minutes after three. He had spent the day with Joseph at the hospital, standing in for Dera when she had to go and bring his kids from his mothers place.
Abena was laying on the couch, lazily eating crackers and bananas. She sat up when she heard him walk in.
“Hey. How’s Joseph?” She asked
“He’s… Joseph. He doesn’t act like anything is wrong.” Tobi said with a smile. “Sounds like him.” She commented.
“I got you some roasted corn.” He said
handing her a bag.
“No thank you, I don’t eat corn.” She replied, shaking her head.
“Oh. Well, more for me.” He said bringing a cob out.
She shook her head vehemently, and
swallowed.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Yes. It’s the smell, it’s-”
She couldn’t finish, because she ended up puking over his imported rug.
…
“Abena. It’s no big deal.” Tobi said knocking on her door again.
She had ran to her room after the mess she made, and after calling someone to get rid of the rug, he wanted to know if she was alright.
“Are you sure? It looked really expensive.” He heard her say. Her voice cracked and it was obvious that she was crying.
“It’s no big deal. Trust me. It was just like ten million naira. I’ll just buy another one.” He shrugged although she couldn’t see him. He heard her cry again.
“Abena? Are you okay?” He asked while
trying to open the door.
“You let me puke on a rug that expensive? It’s not even supposed to be put on the floor for us to walk over it. It’s supposed to be hung up like a precious painting.” She shouted.
“Abena, calm down. How about you come out, I’ll get you some caramel popcorn, then we watch a movie?” He said softly.
He heard the door click and open. She looked at him expectantly, her brown eyes glassy from crying.jennybay Member
☆☆
Abena lay down on the large couch
immediately they got home, and sighed
contentedly.
He noticed the look on relief on her face
and felt guilty again.
“Abena sorry about leaving you again, It
wasn’t-”
“You know for someone who doesn’t apologize much, you seem to be doing it a lot.” She joked.
“Who told you I don’t apologize much?” He asked smiling.
“The first time you apologized to me, you looked like it was hard for you. Like someone was holding a gun to your head or
something.” She laughed.
“Observant. Well ever since I met you, I’ve been doing things I never thought I would do.” He flashed her a smile and she tried to ignore the butterflies playing around in her stomach.
“Whatever. Just cook indomie and chicken for me.” She said and looked away before she said something she would regret.
Something like how s£xy he was no matter what he was doing.
That was unfair.
She then remembered that he was expecting a girl the next day.
“How about Tami?” She asked, trying to
sound casual.
He turned around and looked at her in surprise before speaking. “I sent her a text, I cancelled.”
…
Tobi got into the house at a few minutes after three. He had spent the day with Joseph at the hospital, standing in for Dera when she had to go and bring his kids from his mothers place.
Abena was laying on the couch, lazily eating crackers and bananas. She sat up when she heard him walk in.
“Hey. How’s Joseph?” She asked
“He’s… Joseph. He doesn’t act like anything is wrong.” Tobi said with a smile. “Sounds like him.” She commented.
“I got you some roasted corn.” He said
handing her a bag.
“No thank you, I don’t eat corn.” She replied, shaking her head.
“Oh. Well, more for me.” He said bringing a cob out.
She shook her head vehemently, and
swallowed.
“Are you okay?” He asked.
“Yes. It’s the smell, it’s-”
She couldn’t finish, because she ended up puking over his imported rug.
…
“Abena. It’s no big deal.” Tobi said knocking on her door again.
She had ran to her room after the mess she made, and after calling someone to get rid of the rug, he wanted to know if she was alright.
“Are you sure? It looked really expensive.” He heard her say. Her voice cracked and it was obvious that she was crying.
“It’s no big deal. Trust me. It was just like ten million naira. I’ll just buy another one.” He shrugged although she couldn’t see him. He heard her cry again.
“Abena? Are you okay?” He asked while
trying to open the door.
“You let me puke on a rug that expensive?
It’s not even supposed to be put on the
floor for us to walk over it. It’s supposed to be hung up like a precious painting.” She shouted.
“Abena, calm down. How about you come out, I’ll get you some caramel popcorn, then we watch a movie?” He said softly.
He heard the door click and open. She
looked at him expectantly, her brown eyes glassy from crying.
TBC…
BARGAIN