My brother stood there at the door and I flabbergasted stirred at him with no word in my mouth but thought of how he had found my new house.
My brother and I weren't in good standing in the past,its just a few months before my wedding that we reconciled but I still never invited him to my wedding.
There he was at the door,looking smart and neat and he exclaimed, "Benjy,bro!" "What's up you ain't going to welcome your brother? Come on I'm cool with you now," with a smile on his face.
I welcomed him in and helped him carry his bags inside.
I asked him why he had so many bags with him and he said that he had been transferred to Lusaka for his new permanent job and that he had talked to mom if he could stay at her place but she said no and had given him my address even despite knowing I just got married.
I started thinking, why mom let him come live with me and so soon after my marriage.
I called my wife to come meet my brother and to prepare a room for him but I noticed the look they gave each other,it was rather strange.
"Do you guys know each other?" I asked and my wife answered and said,"No,not at all,and its nice to meet you Mr uhmm...?"
"Dickson! My name is Dickson and its a pleasure to meet you too Ma'am or rather My in-law," My brother answered kissing my wife's hand and I stood there feeling awkward and I immediately interrupted and commanded my wife to prepare my brother's room.
As my wife went to get ready my brother's room I asked my brother for how long he'll be staying in and he said that until he finds a new house soon within my neighborhood and I told him that he was most welcome to stay as long as he liked.
Two years passed and my brother was still in my house,but that never bothered me,my bond with him grew stronger and we recovered all the days we weren't together in our childhood.
He was the president of an auto spare company in Lusaka which was quite large and I owned a leading country fuel company, 'ZamFuel' and we where both doing good.
I was called for an international meeting hosted in Morocco and would take 15 days but I had to spend over a month there.
I told my wife who became sad and angry such that I had to comfort her with sweet words and promise her I won't be gone forever until I made her understand this was important to me.
I immediately booked for the earliest flight to Morocco and bid my fair wells as I had to sleep in a hotel and the following day I left off.
* My wife and brother were left alone in the same house.
Before I left I could see that my brother was a little bit flirty with my wife but I knew that he is just like that and can't go far.
Over the two year period we had been together, there was a bit of resentment in their relationship, my wife even one day asked I chase him from the house and I never understood clearly why she wanted him out of the house.
Now that I was away,my brother started sleeping out and coming home late and was getting drunk all the time and made a lot of s****l gestures to my wife.
Day in and day out he'd flirt and sexually gesture at her till one day he decided to stay home and was very sober,he wanted to finish some paper work from home,when my wife walked in at the table he was and said,"You ain't going out today?"
"No."
"Dickson,I remember the old times we where together and made me feel like a woman,I remember those days very well."
My brother looked at her and stopped what he was doing and said,"I knew you were my old same Senhorita, my naughty chubby."
"You always do it better Dickson,I miss you so much and I want you."
"Ouhhh come here princess." He got close to her and locked his lips to her's and slept with her.
They continued, everyday when he came back from work she was ready waiting for him in my bed.
It was now my 15th day in Morocco and Salimu wanted some documents which where held in my house and I told him to go and get from my wife or himself to look for them at my study table.
That day my brother stayed home from work just so he could enjoy my wife the whole day.
Salimu got to my place and the gate man opened for him,he got out of his car and straightly went to knock at the door but there was no response, my wife and brother had taken the fun to the kitchen which was near the back yard far from the main entrance and it was near my study. Salimu who got tired of knocking decided to just enter and go straight to my study and get the papers himself.
As he was going to the study he heard noises,he went slowly near to the kitchen where the noise was coming from,the noise got louder and he heard a woman moaning. He came closer to the kitchen door which was a bit opened and saw my brother pounding my wife,he felt aghasted,he failed to hold himself and slammed open the kitchen door and shouted, "Dicky!"
"Why Dickson?" Salimu said faintly.
The two where now ashamed and started begging him not to say anything, Salimu was so sad he couldn't say a word for shock but slowly moved out to the door.
My brother quickly put on his pants and followed him to beg him not to say anything but Salimu couldn't listen to him.
"Your own brother's wife Dicky,your on blood brother,why?"
My brother kept saying sorry and pleading that Salimu says no word and offered him a bribe but Salimu quickly left the house in disgust.
"Benjamin will kill me,I can't loose him no way," my wife said crying.
"Don't worry I have this covered baby," Dickson said.
Salimu on his way was ambushed by criminals as he was driving,they shot down his tires and he lost control such that he went to hit hard in a tree.
Still unconscious the criminals followed him and beat him till he died a small death and the criminals thought he was gone. My brother had organised some thugs the moment Salimu left to attack him and get rid of him.
* Salimu was rushed to the hospital where luckily he survived but was still in critical condition.
Two weeks later Salimu regained conscious and immediately asked for his phone,it was granted to him and he without wasting time phoned me and told me everything that had happened. I couldn't believe him and my meeting had been extended further in Morocco,my mind failed me.
"Salimu what are you saying,that's my wife you're talking about and she can't do such to me,no no no not my Queen B,can she?"
"Ben that's what I saw,your own brother and your wife are deceiving you."
"No,I trust my wife!" I continued speaking, "I know what you're trying to do,you don't want me to be successful in my mission to Morocco you're jealous of me,you don't want me to succeed in fact you're jealous of my wife,you don't have a beautiful wife like my Queen B and guess what Mr Salimu, its not my fault you're still single!"
"Bro,believe me and why would I be jealous and just why would I lie to you?"
"I don't know,maybe its because no girl can ever like you!" I exclaimed and continued, " you know what I disown you today as my brother and friend, I wish we never met,you think I can choose you over my wife?"
"Benjamin, please don't say that,please stop,believe me."
I quickly cut the phone call and cut all partnership with him.