EPISODE 8: LOVE AND FANTASIES

“Anyways…”

Opeibea trailed off, looking at the wristwatch she had on.

“My Hussssssbaaaaand”, she emphasized, “said we should prepare for this evening. He’s taking us out. So please, don’t disgrace me and look sorry as usual. Wear something nice and smell nice too. Huh?”, she clicked her tongue and turned.

I rushed back to the room. This was too much for me. I sat on the floor and bawled my eyes out. I tried calling on God but I feared I might offend Him instead. I felt I was a sinner and it will be so much disrespect to call on Him after all the secret peeks I’ve been giving Opeibea’s husband.

Winston hadn’t called or even sent a text. I wished him bad luck. May he be unlucky as the word. I wept silently amidst cursing him and held tight to the pillow. Where did I go wrong? Why couldn’t I get a replica of Opeibea’s husband at least? If he was even darker I’d manage the person like that.

At 6 pm, he came home, with presents for everyone including the house help. How thoughtful. I received a jadeite bracelet with a heart emoji beautifully carved on it. No one had to tell me its worth as the man was silly rich indeed. I carefully wore it and admired how well it matched my complexion. I was in a different world, away from all the exciting giggles and excitement that had filled the hall.

I raised my head and there he was, sitting by his wife with a smile more dashing than what Winston ever showed me. For another moment, I went back to my dream world. I envied Opeibea. Anything else I said, in contrast, would have been a lie. He looked in my direction and winked, then took his eyes off

I inhaled sharply. I was feeling a tingling sensation all over. Just like the ones you feel anytime your “Mr. Right” was around. The difference was this “Mr. Right” was my cousin’s husband. A man away from my grasp.

I blushed and shook my head. I had to kill these feelings before I find myself rather proposing to him.

I went in to shower and prepare. I turned on the heater in the bathroom and waited. I heard a knock. For some reason, I felt it was the man of the house. Involuntarily, I patted my cheeks and hurriedly opened the first two buttons of my bathrobe to reveal my cleavage. Then breathed in and out and practiced a seductive smile before opening.

To be continued…