My Marriage Diary

The Visitor at Night

MY MARRIAGE DIARY 4

Charles called me that fateful day and brought up the idea of telling his parent about our relationship. To be candid with you guys, I wasn't ready. I reaffirmed my feelings for him and gave him a thousand and one reasons why it was too early to do so. He was just a peaceful and cool guy and easily gave in to my opinion. As usual, we kissed and went ahead to do what lovers do. He wanted driving me home, but I hesitated I was gonna go home on my own as I just needed fresh air.

I boarded motorbike from Akwa Ima Estate and headed to my parent's house at Osongama Estate. The moment I reached my gate, I noticed someone was coming out from the car just across the next house. I hurriedly knocked the gate to avoid being kidnapped or robbed because it was dark, and it seems the houses around have had a meeting not to switch on their generator, so technically no security light was switched on.

I knocked the gate in haste, but noticed the figure was approaching, just as I made a move to knock harder, I heard

" Someone is coming to open it".

I turned to the direction of the voice and he said

" no point knocking the gate as an armed robber"

You can't believe he was just standing behind me, I startled and fell, but he was just right on time to hold me, and his left hand brushed across my breast. I immediately found my foot, and adjusted myself, just then the gateman opened the gate and I forcefully pushed it and walked inside as fast as my leg could take me.

I Met my parent watching African magic in the sitting room, I greeted them and made straight to my room to shower.

" kokomma oh"

That was dad calling, I hurriedly dropped my laptop and went to the sitting room. He was sitting there with his legs crossed reading a Christian magazine, I looked at his big head, and felt like knocking it.

" Did you see brother JJ when you came back? "

"No dad"

I answered with no guilt. I could feel he stole a glance at me, but did I care.

" greet him"

that was mom commanding voice... Trust mothers.

" welcome brother JJ"

I said in a fainting voice. I noticed my parent disciplinary eyes on me, and I smiled.

" I brought this for you"

he said and handed me a big gift bag.

" Thank you," I said with a smile and went inside.

Trust Nini, the moment I came to the stairs, she was already at the other side of it, waiting to snatch the bag from me... And exactly what she did as she ran into my room to start opening it. I ignored whatever Nini was doing with the bag as I tried to return Charles missed calls.

" come and see him off, I don't know what is wrong with you this stubborn girl"

mom said as she opened my room door and joined Nini on my bed.

The atmosphere was quiet and cool, we had a silence walk from my house to the gate, maybe waiting for who to break the silence.

" I'll be going for a business trip tomorrow"

" Okay then, safe trip"

I could see a smile across his face, but I wasn't in for that his seductive smile.

" I will be away for one month"

" you can go away forever oh," I said within me.

" Just to let you know, once I return our marriage class will be fixed. So I think it's time you loosen up, feel free with me and let's get to know ourselves better".

" marriage class? "

" yes, didn't your parent informed you? "

I just stood there contemplating what to do, atleast I know for sure that our church marriage class is 3 months, and I could come up with tangible reasons to say we are not compatible.

He opened his car, smiled and drove away... Like without even a hug. I shook my head, smiled and wonder what gave him such audacity to treat me like a piece of rag.

Inside my room was my mom and Nini, admiring all the beautiful gifts he brought for me.

Louis Vuitton Alma Bag, The Rolex Oyster, and Michael Kors perfume.

Inside the handbag was a Christian book on how to be a praying wife, how to talk to a man, Things to do before marriage, and an envelope with 200 thousand with a note that says

" you are now my responsibility, stop asking my parent-in-law for money. That's your pocket money for the month. Don't miss Sunday school and be a good girl, .shalom".

I don't know what amuse my mom and Nini about the whole thing, but I was not buying any of it, like who the hell is he? What is giving him this stronghold over me, what even gives him the confidence that he owns me and I will even accept his proposal like he has no iota of romance in him....... There was just something different about that part of him though.

He was romantic in a religious way.