SPIKES & SPARKLES 28 (+18)

 

        A call on call waiting was disturbing her conversation with her dad.
‘Okay daddy, I will see you on Sunday. Bye.’ Just as she was ending the call a text message came in. It was from BIMBO SUGARBERRY!

 

Even with all her suspicions about her husband, she has never gone through his phone but something kept pushing her to read this message. Her subconscious fought with itself,

“OPEN IT!”

“DON’T!”

“ OPEN IT!”

“PLEASE DON’T!”

 

          Her heart was racing, her hands shaking. She looked the name again, BIMBO SUGARBERRY and the preview of the messages read, “hey baby, how r…” Could this be one of the spam messages network dating platform sent as spam to all phones? Maybe it was a mistake?

“Fool, can’t you see the name is stored on his phone? I told you! He’s cheating on you!”

“I’m sure there’s a good explanation for this, just give him the benefit of the doubt. Don’t open it!” But at the end, her curiosity got the better of her, she opened it.

“Hey baby, how r u? I miss you on BBM, I tink somtin is wrong wit my phone cos I can’t find u. Remember I’m available when u r ready. Tanx 4 d oda day. Bye, I care.”

 

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          Everything in her stomach clenched together, her world came crashing down. How could he do this to her? Her legs gave way and she crumbled on the couch. She kept looking at the screen and reading the message over and over again while her subconscious fought itself again.

“So tan? I no tell you? Your husband na good actor oooo. Ode!”

“You shut up there! What do you gain in giving her grief self? Funmi calm down, please don’t conclude on anything until you have your facts. Talk to him first.”

“Talk to who? Like he will tell you the truth? Don’t mind her oo, just go back into your shell jeje and continue like before, like that you are protected and he can’t hurt you! He will lie to you oo, me I’m telling you my own. Men can’t be trusted!” “

What do you mean by that? Remember everything Ngozi told you, don’t bottle it in ooo, talk about it with him. Don’t listen to this one, just calm down.”

“Calm down? She just caught him red handed! If you talk to him, he will lie to you, maybe get angry you were sneaking into his phone and then he will get better at hiding his phone from you. Babes, soji oo!”

“No, you didn’t catch him red-handed, this message doesn’t say he’s dating the girl and he can’t get angry with you because he gave you the phone himself!”

“Sebi it’s because God likes you! He made sure his phone was with you so that you will know the truth. Divorce him before se brings in a second wife oo!”

“Oh my world! You are impossible! Divorce? On top wetin now? Sebi you are a lawyer? Can anyone be sentenced without being heard? You have to prove beyond every reasonable doubt…” Seyi opened the door and the two sides ran off and hid behind her heart.

‘Babes, Ngozi is funny oo, you won’t be…’ He noticed she was pale, all the blood on her face had drained, and she was just sitting down lifeless and far away. What happened just now? Did she receive a bad news from her father? His children? It couldn’t be! The old man talked to him nicely. He moved to her side.

‘Funmi? Funmi? Kilode? Kilo shele?’ He shook her lightly and without saying a word, she gave him the phone. He open it and the name BIMBO SUGARBERRY stared back at him, without reading it he knew he was in trouble.

 

          His wife was not one of those to check his phone, it meant the message came in while she was on the phone. God! Why are you doing this to me? Why will YOU allow me to get caught without committing the crime?

“Without committing the crime? Who are you kidding? Your intent when you contacted that girl was sex, you have cheated on her in your mind already, so don’t insult her by saying you didn’t cheat!”

“Is that one cheating? Who doesn’t fantasize about beautiful women? Nawa for you oo. Guy, just lie your way out of this, lying is easier because she’s not going to believe the truth anyways!”

“Lie ke? She already knows the truth, she’s a lawyer for goodness sake! This is looking bad already, just come out clean and apologize! Don’t compound your situation with lies.”

‘Babe, babe, listen to me, it’s not what you are thinking. Funmi, babe, look at me.’ Seyi said holding her numb and cold hands.

 

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          Funmi was scared to look at him because she didn’t know what she would find there, lies or truths? She wanted to speak but her throat was dry. She licked her lips and swallowed saliva. She spoke in a quiet but clear tone.

‘Who is she?’ She finally summoned the courage to look at him. Seyi heard the question and saw the look on his wife’s face, it read; “dare me, lie to me.” Oh boy!
‘She’s a girl I used to know a long time ago. She got my contact when I gave a speech at their school. Recently she contacted me saying she needed help with school fees, I helped her, I can even show you d transfer text on my phone. Then I noticed she was looking for something else, so I deleted and blocked her on my phone. I guess she texted me when she couldn’t find me on her BBM, please believe me, I didn’t cheat on you with her, I swear.’ Seyi said. Is there a crime in bending the truth a bit? Please give the guy a break jare, he’s trying to save his neck and marriage!

 

          Funmi heard everything Seyi said, she was torn between believing him or not. He reread the message in heart and compared it with his story. She took off her wife’s garment and put on her lawyer’s regalia. The story kind of matched. The girl had said “I miss you on BBM and I can’t find you,” he said he deleted and blocked her. He said he helped her and that explained the thank you part. He said he deleted her because she wanted more which will explain “I’m available when you are ready.” I think he’s telling the truth.

“You this girl, wise up! What about the baby and I care? He just twisted everything oo. Don’t believe him!”

“Babes, he’s not lying, this is the work of the devil oo, he doesn’t want you to enjoy your marriage. Forget it, move on!”

“Na devil you go de blame for everything? What’s my own there now?”

“So you know you are the devil? Satan be gone!”

 

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‘Funmi, please talk to me.’ Seyi said pleading with his eyes. He got up and knelt between her legs, he held her face in his hands and looked straight into her eyes, pouring all he couldn’t say into his eyes and hoping she would read them correctly.

“Come on, forgive the guy!”

“If I talk now, they will call me the devil, why is he begging this much if he’s not guilty?”

“Maybe the guy just want peace!”

“Or maybe he’s somehow guilty!”

“SHUT UP”

‘I believe you.’ She said quietly and Seyi thought he had imagined it.

‘You do?’ He asked.

‘Yes I do.’ She replied.

‘Thank God, I don’t want to lose you again!’ And they hugged for seconds.

‘Now let me deal with the stupid girl!’ Seyi said. A part of Funmi wanted that but the other part doesn’t want it.

‘No dear, it will be stooping to her level, just ignore her but promise to tell me next time she does this, I will take it from there.’ A small smile crossed Seyi’s face as he began to imagine what his wife might do to the girl. It’s kind of fun when your woman fights for you.

‘I miss the kids.’ Funmi said out of the blues.

‘I miss them too but I’m glad for the time we have together. Do you want us to go get them?’ Seyi asked praying she will say no, God listened to him.

‘No, let them stay there till Sunday. We still have time before dinner, what will you like to do?’

‘Hmmmm, a lot with your body!’

‘Naughty boy!’

‘But what I want to do is pamper you and let’s relive our single days. Let me take you to dinner, then to club and we sleep in an hotel for the rest of the weekend. Let someone take care of you like you always take care of us.’ He said kissing her hands. Funmi’s heart lifted, that was the nicest thing he has said to her in a long time. So they pack their bags and left the house but not before Funmi complained she had no clubbing outfit to wear.

‘We will get whatever you need on the way, don’t worry.’ He said as they drove off.

 

          After hours of shopping and disagreeing and agreeing on what Seyi wanted his wife to wear and the wife feeling it was revealing too much, they agreed on what to buy but the husband won eventually. They rolled into Oriental Hotel and settled into their room. Seyi ordered for a bottle of champagne and they toasted to love, happiness, good health, and togetherness.
‘Oya dress up let’s go to dinner.’ Seyi told Funmi.

‘Oooohhh, can’t we just call for room service?’

‘If we stay in this room, I will eat you up and I have plans for that later, besides who will wear all the clothes you bought? If we eat in the room no one will see my gorgeous wife and I want to show you off, so, up your lazy butt!’ He said squeezing her buttocks and kissing her chastely on the lips. An hour and a half pass and they were both ready. They rode the elevator to the poolside where their table was set. When Funmi stepped out of the elevator and into the poolside, the breeze stopped, everyone facing her caught their breath and Seyi was satisfied. Yeah guys, look! She’s mine! He pulled out her seat for her and they proceed to dinner.

 

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          Funmi wasn’t comfortable in the dress, for Christ sake I’m a mother of three! but the moment she stepped out and she saw the look on everyone’s faces and the proudness and possessiveness in her husband’s eyes, she went with the flow. She just wanted to please and make her husband happy.

‘We are just going to stay for two hours ooo. I’m tired jare.’ Funmi said as she got into the car heading for Quilux Club.

‘Old woman, you can’t keep up with a young boy like me!’ Her husband teased and she pinched him.

‘What will you like to drink?’ He shouted over the loud music.

‘Water!’ She shouted back.

‘Water ke? Let’s do vodka!’

‘Are you planning on getting me drunk?’

‘Exactly!’ He said leaving for the bar.

 

          Funmi watched her husband fought his way to the bar, she stared at him lovingly. It happened like a slow motion in a movie, she saw a girl appeared from nowhere and wrapped her hands around Seyi’s body, Seyi turned to look at the girl and the look of alarm on his face could silence the entire club. Funmi was confused, what was going on, maybe the girl had mistaken him for someone else but she saw her husband shouted on the girl. She started moving towards them.

 

          Seyi’s heart was racing, why was bad luck following him? Surely the devil has sent this girl to torment her life. How unfortunate could he be that she chose the same club he decided to bring his wife! I should have gone to The Place! She glanced towards where Funmi was standing but she wasn’t there, she was a few feet away from her! He pushed Bimbo away as Funmi reached her side.
Funmi put her arms around her husband and smiled at the girl in front of them.

‘Babe, this is Bimbo. Bimbo, my wife.’ Seyi shouted wrapping his arm around Funmi too. Funmi said into Seyi’s ear,

‘Go baby, I got this.’ She turned to Bimbo still smiling,

‘If you will excuse me, I will like to have a word with you outside.’ She said authoritatively and grabbed Bimbo by the arm.

 

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Written by Olatorera

Edited by Olatorera and Ola Adeyemi Smith.

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