Omote was having more trouble than usual falling asleep all through the night. Her thoughts were jumbled with the fear that pressed in on her like a swirling tide of darkness.
Taking an exasperated breath, she opened her eyes and sat up, clasping her arms around her folded legs.
She was still thinking about her sister's engagement to the taxi guy. And then the thoughts of her phone popped up.
The only time in Omote's life she had to panic and feel disappointed in her own self came.
Morning came, and she had thought of how she was going to get her phone from Roland.
She was in the bathtub for a long time, with the water running on her face as she thought of her phone. She had imagined how Roland went through it and got sad at the tremendous sight of the conversations she had with other men.
Her tears mingled with the hot water, she told herself how foolish she was to forget her phone in a man's car. Not just a man, her lover.
She was exhausted when she finally turned the shower off, half an hour later. Roland was probably going through all the messages she had with her side male friends, and he was now going to know that Omote was not the woman he thought she was.
She thought of calling Roland with her sister's phone, but she was afraid, the tone of his voice might literally kill her.
She went to the kitchen to make herself a cup of tea. After she mixed the milk and the chocolate together, she stirred it for a while, almost forgetting herself.
She strolled to the sitting room stirring the tea gently. She sat on the sofa, falling on it. Something fell to the ground, it sounded like a steel. Omote bent down to check what it was, and then saw a silver coated steel ring under the sofa.
"Tega, who has this ring?" She asked aloud. She held the ring boldly in her palms.
Tega came out of the room, holding a big bible in her hands.
Her countenance changed when she saw the ring.
"He gave it to me. That is the real ring he gave to me. I changed it to my original sterling steel because I didn't want you to feel that he couldn't afford a good ring." Tega said softly.
"But now I know. You should never have said the truth anyways. So you know better thing abi? you know
that sterling steels are better than cheap steels? but you steel want to marry something equal to a cheap steel."
Her tone was sharp, her manner indignant, and her eyes sparked like a hammer on an anvil as she threw the ring on the center table.
Tega took the ring, stared at it for a while and went inside the room sluggishly.
Omote shook her head in disgust.
"I don't feel that it is my duty to enlighten a matured woman like you. At 30, you still think like a teenager." she muttered to herself.
The door bell rang, and Omote sluggishly walked towards the door. She opened it gently, and her heart trembled at the sight of Roland.
"Good morning" He said in a husky voice.
She closed her eyes, and opened it, looking startled when she saw her phone right on Roland's hand.
She realized that Roland said just good Morning, he didn't add sweetheart.
®Vicky Bon
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