Didi ran around her father's new house excitedly.
Harry had sent money to Enomfon to get a big edifice at shelter Afrique. She had started buying room furniture, art works, room decors and got painters to paint the walls with snow white acrylic paints.
A feeling she could only label as happiness swept through her like a cleansing wind as she stood, watching her lover's well furnished new apartment.
"We did a good job right Didi?" She turned to Didi.
"Yes!" She yelled excitedly.
She carried Didi into her arms and drove back home. She was anxious for Harry's return.
****
Harry's return from work put smiles on the faces of Enomfon and Didi. Enomfon had made atama soup and wheat for him in his new house.
He strolled around the house, admiring every piece of arts and furniture, the curtains and the bed sheets, the chandelier, the rugs and the clocks were exclusively beautiful.
"I hope the money was enough? It seems you spent more than the amount I sent." He said, while moulding a lump of wheat into Didi's mouth.
"More than enough..." She said softly.
"We need a TV for Didi's room. She won't be watching some channels with us here."
He said huskily. Didi began to grumble words to herself.
Enomfon giggled. "She doesn't like that."
She said with a soft smile, looking at Didi's frowned face.
Harry gave a loud sigh and kept eating while feeding Didi too.
He kept staring at Enomfon. She was the most perfect creature he had ever met, she filled his heart until it overflowed.
Later that day, Enomfon and Didi had gone to church for the midweek service. While Harry laid tiredly on his soft couch.
The sound of his ringing tone woke him. When he saw that it was Linda, he reluctantly picked the call.
"Linda Hi."
"Harry the fine man...I want to come and see you for something very important."
" I hope there is no problem?" he asked boldly.
"Not at all..."
Harry gave her descriptions to his house and in an hour later, she was right before his gate; Standing on her six inches high heel and mini gown.
"Harry! nice meeting you again today." She said shrilly as she pulled him close to herself and kissed him on the cheek." Harry was uncomfortable with the act of greeting, but he comported himself and led her into the sitting room.
She placed her hands on his arms and hugged him backwardly.
"I missed you o." She said in soft whispers.
Harry pushed her off gently.
"What can I offer you Linda?"
"Yourself my baby." She whispered as she looked around the sitting room with her eyes wide open.
"Your house is too beautiful. Is this really your house?" She asked again. Harry nodded boldly.
"Wow....it's beautiful. It looks like those houses I see in American movies."
Harry giggled and lowered himself on the couch.
"You said you wanted to see me."
"Yes. But first, how about my god daughter?"
"She is out with my friend."
"oh I miss....I really wanted her to see her god mother." she said, shaking her breast. Harry took away his eyes, and placed it on the TV. Linda walked seductively and sat on his laps.
"What are you doing?" Harry asked. She turned her face to offer him her lips, but he turned his face away.
"Please stop it." He said rudely.
"I won't." She whispered against his ears. "I always loved you, even when your stupid wife, who calls herself my friend took you for granted. I always wanted to help, but I was afraid she might think otherwise." Her words were almost like a plea.
"I am not ready for this drama Linda. I never wanted to see anyone that has to do with Atimma ever again.
And you're one of them. I invited you over because I thought you had something important to say. But you don't. please leave..."
She grabbed his muscular arm. "I want you to kiss me before I walk away." He didn't say a word. The grimness behind his smile sent terror streaking through her.
Harry lowered himself on the couch again and thought for a while.
"I will kiss you on one condition..." He took a deep breathe and then turned to her. "You will find your friend, and make her sign a divorce paper."
"She is not far fetched. She is right in my house..."
"I am not done yet. You will also represent her in court, for the divorce processes... because I know it will be difficult to bring her along."
"And after the divorce?" Linda asked with a mean look.
"I will kiss you. And do whatever you want." He said in soft whispers.
"No! you will marry me!"
He looked at her strangely, and a hollow laugh escaped his lips.
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Written by Vicky Bon
June 1, 2017
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