TURNING TO MY WIFE CHIDINMA

It was some years back and I just was done with my service. Met many ladies but wasn’t just down for anyone. The pressure wasn’t there at all to get married. I felt the bachelorhood was going to last forever. One faithful day, I walked into a restaurant and saw a lady sitting alone. Naivety was written all over her face. I felt the champion mode of mine again. Even though I lacked everything; my words are superb. I asked for a seat next to her and placed an order for my meal. She accepted just like that.   

It was alacarte so I knew we had time to talk. I asked for her name and she answered Agatha. What a lovely name I responded as if I could have said otherwise. I added to her orders to prolong our stay. Asked also what her native name was and she said Chidinma. I prefer that I told her and the flow of conversation became perfect. This would be easy for me I thought.

We continued into what do you do and where do you stay. She was studying law and just resumed three hundred level. Politely I took care of the bill and we were about leaving the restaurant when I remembered I was expecting Stella. In plain words Stella is an insult to womanhood. She lacks home training and patience. I have loved to break up a long while ago but the confidence is always lost by her deadly look. I believe she is possessed.

 Truthfully Stella has some good part. An Akwa Ibom indigene with specialty in caring for men; I needed nothing else at first. She feeds all the parts of my body but that wasn’t all, she can disrespect even your mum. She lack caution in some behaviours. She had shouted at me many times and it was time for it to be all over but doing that in front of another girl would mean hell. The door opened and I had to step in front. I hugged Stella and told her to have her seat. I’m coming let me escort my friend

Hehehehehehehe…. Wait, who is this girl? She asked. Must you always do this, can’t you just believe me. I tried to cover up for my new groove not to be spoilt, but her ranting was developing. Chidinma felt the wave thus she moved towards her like Virgin Mary and greeted her. My name is Chidinma and in the coolest voice I’ve ever heard she said I’m Stella. I’m his ex girlfriend. Wasn’t sure what I heard first, I thought she said girl friend but a confirmation of the “ex” sprung happiness within me. Hope you’re not leaving because of me Stella asked and Chidinma said no, she has been here a while. I was now in the middle of two women. One I just met and one I’ll love to meet no more.

Sex is bond they say but in Stella’s case it’s more than a bond. I can imagine what her husband is going through right now. Except he is military he is in deep shit. Lets walk her together she said, I couldn’t reject this particular offer. She held Chidinma’s hand and their gist became deeper than mine. She started her whole story of what she sells right now and how she could do business with school. I tried to contribute a couple of times but her look took the comments back. It took a while to get her a cab and she exchanged numbers with her. An act I’ve not yet done. 

The whole exercise and scopes I’ve dropped inside was about getting wasted. Once more I knew Stella was ruining my day and I won’t forgive her I promised myself. The first cab stopped and the driver looked like a kidnapper so she wasn’t interested. With an inner strength I stepped forward to give her my number and she diligently typed it on her phone. In five seconds my phone rang and I knew it was her. With a wave of acceptance I told her I have it now. 

The second cab just stopped and Stella spoke to the driver in acceptance of dropping her at home. She proceeded to the passenger’s side and Stella brought out money like it was a set up. She paid for her cab as we both waved and turned like we are going back into the restaurant in peace.

She looked at me in horror and smiled with a pat saying “baby it’s over”. I was about responding when my phone rang and it was Chidinma…. Please what should I save your name as?