🍃FLAWS OF A WIFE🍃

Home sweet home.

I slowly opened my eyes to the familiar room that was looking a bit different with years of course but it still looked and scented familiar just like the old times.I felt my head was a heavy a bit thinking how did I end up at home from the airport then I recalled how I fainted drastically at the airport.

"Silly me."I murmured feeling embarrassed and shy at the same time for falling at my boss's arms in the huge public like that.

I mean who does that?????

"Ah finally you're awake,Alhamdulillah."mama said immediately she came into the room.

"Mama."I cried almost immediately.

We both practically ran towards each with same energy of love.Both of us forgot about all the grudges and pains.

You know that bound between a mother and daughter,that love that never fades away no matter what the circumstances were,no matter what wrong either the mom or the daughter committed to one another.At that moment,mama forgot all I've done to her from running away from my home without telling anyone down to me been the cause of my marriage falling apart (as she would say whenever the topic of my failed marriage arises).

"Am sorry mama,sorry for everything."I said hugging her tighter while I sob.

"Shhhhh my dear,stop apologizing I am the one to apologize.Being your mother I should have reasoned with you and I should have supported you immensely."she said while she rests my head on her shoulder.

That day mama feed me with her own hands while she gently caressed my hair until I feel asleep on her shoulder.Lots and tons of family members came visiting although I know most of them came to see what I've turned into,they didn't actually came because they cared.By the end of the day I was so exhausted that I went to bed immediately after I had dinner and took a warm bath.And that was how I spent the week.

Later on a Sunday evening after I had just came out from the bathroom after taking a long cold showers because of how hot the weather was.I got dressed in a simple half gown that was down almost to my knees that I paired with a not tight jeans trouser.

"Where have you been I've been looking for you all over the house."mama said exaggerating as she entered the just as I finished packing my hair in a ponytail and covered it with a ready made turban .

"Mama I just came out from a bath,did you needed me for something."I said turning to face her.

"No,you have a visitor downstairs."she said and I could swear I saw a grin plastered on her face .

"What visitor mama."I asked confused cause I wasn't expecting any visitor,not that I know of.

"The man that brought you home from the airport,I didn't even got his name."she said trying to recall if she had asked his name.

"Marshal?."I asked mama uncertained hoping she will say no.

"Yes that's his name."mama said.

I haven't meet Marshal ever since the event at the airport although mama had told me he was the one that brought me home after I had passed out.I wasn't even bothered because of how occupied I was throughout the week.Truth to be told I totally forgot I was even going to work here.

"Mama,where is he,let me go."I said almost panicking as I wore the soft slippers that I kept beside my bed.

"Ke where are you going like that."mama said half yelling.

"Better change into something more modest and traditional,if you like wear one of those your abayahs and see what I will do to you."she said strictly.

"Mama."I whined hitting my foot just like little kids do.

"And make sure to adjust your face,wear some makeup."she said and then headed out.

Since when I left for Turkey I changed my dressing style infact I could count how many time I wore ankara since I left.My clothes were always palazzo pants,jeans,half gown,kimonos which I mostly paired with turbans if not then I wore Abayah. I've gotten used to these clothes that I get uncomfortable whenever I wear traditional clothes now.

I opened my wardrobe and went through the new sets of ankara that mama had given a tailor to sow to me cause she hates seeing me in my new clothing sense that I had adapted as she would say.Luckily I found a beautiful chiganvy atampa that was beautiful sowed into a straight gown that wasn't too tight and not so loose which perfectly fitted my curves.

I didn't heed to what mama said about makeup,I only applied a simple white lipgloss to wet my lips cause it was a bit dry,sprayed some perfume and then headed downstairs,I didn't even bother to put on a veil cause the gown had long sleeves and a high neck.

He saw the first person my eyes came in contact with as I came down.He was sitting on one of the English chairs in the living room which was situated directly opposite to staircase which made me so visible to him as I was coming down.I could feel his heavy gaze upon me from my head down to my leg,more like I was giving him a free show as I kept walking slowly and almost tripped because of how uncomfortable his gaze felt.

"Ina wuni." I said as I sat on one of the chairs closest to him.

"It seems you have forgotten you're back here for work."he said ignoring my greetings while he kept his gaze still on me.

"Am so sorry sir,I believe I got a little bit carried away."I answered hoping he would accept my apology.

"Not accepted,what happened to your phone and has your email stopped working."he said this time more frustrated.

"Am sorry sir,as I had said earlier I got carried away."I said trying as much as possible to be calm.

"I will deal with you later,for now you're coming with me cause we're meeting with the clients immediately."he said firmly.

"What?now???I mean am not even ready."I said almost panicking.

"If you had checked your damn emails you would have known."he said heading out.

"Rude."I murmured.

"Out now."he said almost yelling.

"At least let me inform mama."I said heading back to the staircase.

"Make sure you get a veil or something just cover up."he said and sat in the car.

I quickly climbed the stairs and informed mama that I had to go out for work urgently and left the room hearing her voice from behind asking me to be careful and take care of myself.I was about going back downstairs when I remembered he had asked me to cover up which for some reason I felt I wanted to obey what he says so I quickly stopped by my room and grabbed a medium chattily veil that matched with my dress.

The meeting went smoothly although I want prepared but he was,the clients were from a very big fashion company with good reputation asking for our company to be partners with theirs which we accepted cause it was also going to be of our own interest.I thought he was going to take me back home after the meeting but to my surprise he changed direction and didn't take the route that will take us back to my house.I asked him if we had another meeting but he ignored me so I kept mute and decided to see what he was up to.

We finally stopped at one of the five star restaurants after a thirty minutes drive.He parked and stopped the car engine.

"Do I need to invite in."he said after he had gotten out of the car and seeing I had no intentions to follow him.

I quietly followed him cause at this point I was exhausted and famished.I didn't get the chance to eat cause I skipped lunch when he came and the aroma of this restaurant made my stomach growl,I felt even more hungry.One of the restaurant's host directed us to a cute small table of two and just as he was about leaving a waiter came to our table and handed us the menue.

Seeing how expensive the food their was made me drool I mean who sales a simple virgin mojito drink for 5000 naira.I felt like shouting the food was weigh too expensive for my liking and am sure the money in my handbag wouldn't be enough for me to eat here and l didn't come along with my ATM card.Just when I was thinking of a way out,Marshal snatched the menu from my hand and I heard him placing order on my behalf cause he had placed his since already and when he was done he gave back the menu to the waiter and continued to press his phone casually as if he wasn't the one that did what he just did.I had no other option than to stare at him hoping they would accept transfer.

After few minutes our table was full of varieties of foods and drinks and that was when I forgot my manners.

Food is definitely one of my weaknesses.

I was busy indulged in my food that I was lost in my own world,I even forgot Marshal was there sitting with me and that was how I kept embarrassing myself.Suddenly I started feeling uncomfortable,I felt set of eyes were on me as if someone's strong gaze was on.I slowly raised my eyes to Marshal that was busy pressing his phone which made me even worried cause it was definitely not him.

Who then? 

I thought getting more and more uneasy as my eyes kept roaming around the place with my heart beating as fast as possible.In my search my eyes meet his,our eyes got locked in each other's and my heartbeat stopped.He was the last person I was expecting to see,at least not now.

Mahfouz.

It was really Mahfouz,I became suffocated,it felt as if the air I was breathing wasn't enough,the heat I felt was unbearable,I wasn't able to swallow the food that was already in my mouth making things worse as I choked which drew Marshal's attention to me.

Marshal made me gulped some water down my throat which lessen the heat I was feeling on my chest.I raised my eye again to meet Mahfouz's eye again.If not I had known him for long I wouldn't have recognized him.He looked more thinner now and bit darker,he had dark cycles beneath his eyes as if he had been derived sleep for days and above all he looked rough.Something must definitely be wrong somewhere cause this isn't the Mahfouz I know,this one was a complete different one.

"Who was he."Marshal said on our way back to take me home.

"Who."I said trying to pretend as if I didn't know who he was asking about.

"Him,I saw how you both were looking at each other and you can't tell me you choke on your food by mistake."he said slightly looking at me.

"My ex-husband."I said in a low tune.

"Stupid-ass."he murmured which made me chuckle a bit.

The ride became silent again with some slow music playing in the background,I adjusted how I was sitting and rest my head on the chair which made me more comfortable and slowly I closed my eyes,inhaling the scent of mint that filled the car while I followed the slow music lyrics older by Sasha Sloan that was playing.

     The older I get the more that I see,
My parents aren't hero's they're just like me
Loving is hard,it don't always work
Just try your best not to get hurt
I use to be mad
But now I know sometimes it's best to let someone go
It just hadn't hit me yet
The older I get.............