Married to Mysterious

CHAPTER TWO

Laying down on the bed and facing the ceiling. I feel bored. I feel caged. I picked up my phone and checked the time it's 9:22 am.i woke up about 3 hours ago. Not knowing what to do after saying my morning prayers. I took my bath and changed into my traditional atampa. A shirt and a skirt. I tied my head tie putting a little bit of make up on my face. I searched the room to know how my things have been arranged. And now here I am laying on the bed not knowing what to do. I am feeling hungry but I know that newly wedded brides don't cook. There mother in-law will be providing them with food for the first week. I looked around my room. Am I really going to live here for the rest of my life? I am missing home already, my life has changed in the blink of an eye. We have both been forced into this marriage. How am I going to live with this cold creature. I have always thought I would have a love marriage where the couples are very much in love. Go to honey moon. Live a lovely live adoring one another. Taking care of each other and being there for one another. Ha! Ha! You are not reading some love novel get a grip and face your own life. The inner me mocked.

Yeah you are right. I should get a grip my own so called husband is like a stone.

"Don't you know he has been married before. You are not going to be his first wife." Zara told me talking quietly as if someone is going to catch her.

"Yeah he told me. They separated two years ago."

"So you know. They said no one knows the reason why they separated. They were very much in love since high school. And suddenly they separated six months after marriage."

Is that the reason why he is like this? I wonder. Knock knock knock... I grabbed my veil wrapping it around my body I step out of the room passing through the living room I went out and made my way to the gate. I opened the gate. A girl was standing with a basket in her hands.

"Assalamu Alaikum (peace be upon you) aunty." She said beaming with a smile that releases two set of dimples.

I instantly find my self smiling back. Wa Alaikumussalam (and unto you too). I replied back. "Come in please" I made way for her to come in.

"No, am just going to drop this and go back. The driver is waiting for me." She replied back pushing the basket towards me and I collected it. She looked So much like the cold stone in this house. Only that she is more warm and cheerful. She must be his sister I have seen her at the wedding.

"You did not tell me your name" I told her as she was about to leave.

"It is Asma" she replied and I smiled at her nodding my head.

"Good bye." She waved "I will come see you." And off she went. I turned back to enter the house for I am very hungry.

Stepping into the living room I made my way and place the food on the dining. Opening the food flask I found chips and egg. I went to the kitchen I picked up a plate and cup. I turned to make my way back to the dining when I collided into something hard and stumble falling down. Gathering myself I saw a pair of legs raising my head to meet the tall creature's frowning face. He stood there frowning down at me. I froze there looking at him. His forehead creases as he hardened his frown.

"Very clumsy " he muttered as he side step the fallen plate and made his way to the kitchen.

What a gentleman ! Note the sacarsm. I gathered myself picked up the plate and cup. Making tea and taking some chips in my plate. I went to my room and began to eat. But I don't feel like eating anymore. How am I going to live with this moody human. Has he always been like this? There is an air of mystery that always surround him. They said people who talk rarely and very fast are hiding a secret. Well, he is like that too. Is he keeping a secret? Does it has to do with his ex wife? Now I am very curious. Curiosity killed the cat. I don't care! Am going to find out one way or the other. Picking up the plate I made my way back to the kitchen. Passing him at the dining eating the rest of the chips. I was on my way out of the kitchen when his voice halted my steps.

"Haven't I told you not to show your face? " He asked. His tone bored.

What is wrong with him? He is not the only one against this marriage. What does he think of himself?

"I don't know you were here. Just pretend that you don't see me. I can't always avoid you." I replied back my tone full of anger. He is very annoying.

"You can't avoid me or you don't want to? " He mocked.

"I can't avoid you!" I replied sternly. "We live in the same house. I can't lock myself until you are out. If you don't feel the need to face me why don't you avoid me then?" I fired back.

He looked shocked. Or is it surprised? He opened his mouth to say something but ended up closing it. Satisfied I turned around walking away living him staring at my existing form.