forgot about the promises I made to
myself not to be intimate with bimpe, I
forgot I was in another man’s
matrimonial room, I was so carried away
in the kiss, my lips was busy rubbing her
own while she pushes her tongue into my
mouth and I sucked it and also pushed
mine into her mouth. Adebimpe has a
fresh breath and her lips tasted exactly
like the wine I finished down stairs, we
were busy swapping the upper and lower
lips between each other and my hand
started moving from her waist down to
her booty, my penis also disappointed
me and forgot to discipline itself,
instead, it suddenly began to rise up at
the level of the romance. We suddenly
fell over to the bed and was about to
move to the next phase when something
happened, my phone began to ring. It
was the sound of the phone that restored
my senses back to normal, we both
looked at each other with a look of
disappointment written on our faces. I
removed the phone from my pocket,
checked the screen and realized it was
betty.
ME: I’m so sorry bimpe, betty is calling
me, I have to pick this call.
BIMPE: **sat up and looking
disappointed *** no problem dear
ME: ***on phone*** hello dear, how are
you and how is abuja?
BETTY: fine dear, how is lag too?
ME: boring dear, I’m seriously missing
you here.
BETTY: same here dear, I’m missing you
seriously
ME & BETTY: ****conversation
continues*****
While I was on phone, bimpe sat closer
to the top of the bed, she rest her back
at the furniture placed towards the wall
and she was pressing her phone until the
song of “sholee by sean tizzle” was
emanating from her phone, she held the
phone while still singing out, stood up
from the bed, walked towards the door
and picked the call as she opened the
door and went outside.
BETTY: ***on phone*** onihaxy, are you
the one playing “sholee”?
ME: no dear, it was ringing out from my
cousin’s phone, he had a call
BETTY: alright, that song na mama
daniella’s favourite oo
ME: really?
BETTY: yeah, she loves playing it always.
Infact, the song is her ring tone and
caller tune
ME: eyah, I love it too sha, the guy tried
in the song, I just hope he sings another
one better than this soon, or else,
nigerians will just forget him like azadus.
BETTY: **laughed** funny you, and
coincidentally, that phone rang at the
exact time my daddy dialled aunty
bimpe’s number.
ME: ****mo daran, “I don enter am”******
really?
BETTY: yeah, or is she with you?
ME: ***furious*** with me kee?, which
kind talk be that?, abeg stop am, I no
like am.
BETTY: common dear, just kidding now.
Can’t you identify a joke when you see
one?, haba!!!
ME: no vex jaree, don’t mind me.
BETTY: alright dear, let me speak with
your cousin please, atleast, let me start
meeting my inlaws.
ME: he stepped out just now as his
phone was ringing, he went to pick a lady
from the bustop, the lady was the person
calling him, maybe when he is back sha,
BETTY: ok dear,
ME: let me meet your dad dear
BETTY: not yet onihaxy, I haven’t
discussed about you with him. Let me do
that first, then the introduction will
follow
ME: alright dear. Hope you are hearing
from sister bimpe?
BETTY: yeah, we spoke together very
early this morning, but my dad is with
her on phone presently, I will talk to her
later.
ME: ok dear, my regards to her when you
speak with her.
BETTY: ok dear. Onihaxy please I will call
you back, she just asked to speak with
me.
ME: ok dear
BETTY: ***hanged up****
I stood up from the bed, picked the keys
to my new apartment and also picked the
envelope. I walked towards the door and
opened it, I saw bimpe sitting on the
staircase speaking to someone on phone
whom I believed to be betty, she sat at
the center and hence prevented me from
walking through. I had no choice than to
stand behind her till she ended her call.
When she was through with her call, she
turned to the back, stared at me from
head to toe and held my leg.
ME: bimpe, let me pass,
BIMPE: no, we are going back inside.
ME: no na. Don’t let us do like that,
remember we had an agreement.
BiMPE: **smiled**** just kidding dear, or
do you want to touch another man’s
property?
ME: why not?, if the property is worth
touching na.
BiMPE: you no well, you no dey fear
thunderbolt abi?
We both laughed and cracked jokes as
she stood up from the stairs and we both
walked downstairs to the living room. We
sat down on the same side of the chair
and we continued cracking jokes as I told
her what betty said to me on phone and
we both laughed over it.
BIMPE: that your wife sef!!!
ME: wetin do her oo?
BiMPE: she saw something, picked it and
wanted to kill herself ontop of it, what
does she want the person who lost the
thing to do?.
ME: na two of una sabi.
BimpE: ***laughed** na the two of you
no well
ME: thanks so much bimpe for all your
care and concerns for me since my
arrival in lagos. You have been so
wonderful and you make me to wonder if
this is not the same bimpe that had been
terrorising me in the past.
BIMPE: na me be the terror niyen oo
abi?, na me be mrs evil abi?
ME: no na. Not like that
BiMPE: **smiled** just kidding, you are
welcome onihaxy. You know, there will
always be a time in an individual’s life
that you will just have to let go of war
and embrace peace.
ME: hmmm, true talk dear. That reminds
me bimpe.
BIMPE: what is that dear?
ME: I have always wanted to ask, why is
daniella not having a younger one at her
age. Or is there no plan for it yet?
BIMPE: *** mood changed and took a
deep breathe*** hmmmmmmmmm
To be continued
