07:45 hours. I picked up my nokia 3310. Not thinking how expensive it is to make a call back then. I dialled Lade but she wouldn’t pick up. One hour later, the land line rang and I was flying towards it.
Still panting, I held the receiver very closely to my ears so no sound was escaping into the background. Only Jesus can convince my father I am not a virgin, so if anyone apart from my sister finds out there’s the tiniest possibility that I have gotten someone pregnant, Satan himself will receive my soul in no time.
My breath was flying out of my heart and my manners seemed to have wandered away. I wouldn’t even confirm who was on the other end of the line. I just went straight into a conversation being so sure it was Lade.
I’m totally certain it’s not me. It can not be…
Hello! Hello Lade! Lade can you hear me?
Let’s not talk this through on the phone. My grandfather is awake. Besides, he’s been complaining about the telephone bill… When I come back from the market, I will come to your area.
Lade, o fe kpa mi. my brains will explode before that time. Let me come to your grandfather’s house now. I will gba eyin kule wole.
What is wrong with you? Put your acts together and stop being an idiot. I said I will see you in the afternoon when I come back from my mum’s shop. If you can’t wait, hang yourself.
Squeaking like a rat that had just been struck by an angry landlord, I banged the receiver on my head gently wishing she hadn’t hung up on the other end. I wiped my face and continued in my doleful thoughts. I was in a state of abhorrence. My whole world as it stood was experiencing a concept it found so utterly disgusting. The only word I could find that describes it was not good enough. SQUICK? This must be the worst kind ever.
No one around the house noticed I’d barely had anything to eat. I hardly eat anything the mornings though. But all the other signs seemed to have reached only my sister; which in a way isn’t bad.
Ki lo shay e?
That you’re looking so frustrated and acting very cranky? Has Omolade left you ni?
I need answers Sawe! Answers; not questions please.
What’s my own? Sha don’t go and hug transformer. Finish!
Ehnn… thank you. And close my door please I asked as she departed; concerned but unenthusiastic.
13:25 hours. How I have managed to stay rational till this time I cannot explain. But driving to town in this my lousy beetle isn’t going to work. All these anxious feelings making their way back into my thoughts, now that I am barely awake, need to stop. If only Lade could just arrive now, I exclaimed within my imaginations. Then suddenly I realised my bladder needed empting. I picked myself up and panicked as I headed towards the toilet. I just have to be patient. Lade will come. I can only hope it’s not long.