This is a work of fiction. Enjoy
Nonye hid behind the living room curtain, wondering how to get rid of Okwudili. She was not given to confrontation and was rather reserved. He was busy chatting with his companions, oblivious of how nervous he was making her. Ikedi had called to say that he and his family were 20 minutes away. She didn’t have the courage to tell him who he was going to meet. He knew about okwudili but, she didn’t think any man would see the humour in this situation.
Her mother had left the room and was presently appealing to Nonye’s father to intervene. She had tried pleading, scolding, insisting, ranting, but the people in the sitting room were unmoved. Nonye was frustrated. She was the oldest child in the family, and her 2 younger brothers were too young to do anything. Besides, her father had warned them against violence. Not that they would be able to take Okwudili, who was tall and muscular, (probably from his days of serving hard task masters). He was a man accustomed to fighting for what he wanted. Nonye was flattered by his tenacity but, it had got out of hand.
“Nne, what are we doing about these people?”, she suddenly heard her mother behind her.
“I didn’t hear you coming, Mama”, she complained. “You startled me”
“Is that the issue?” her mother scowled, arms akimbo. “When you follow illiterates, that’s what you get! Go and tell him to leave, as your father said. I don’t like this embarrassment”
“Why is dad so difficult? “,she whined.
“I don’t know what kind of man he is! Just look at what he’s putting up with”, her mother replied.
“Sister Nonye, they are here o!”,her young cousin announced. She peeped outside, Ikedi was stepping out of his elder brother’s car. His parents were in the backseat.
Nonye turned to her mother in desperation, “Mama, please lead them to the canopies outside”
“How can? Custom demands that they sit inside”
“Just do it, while I beg Okwudili, biko”, she turned to get her phone from her bedroom. Dialling quickly, she told Ikedi that the sitting room was still being prepared, and that he should apologise to his parents. She could see her mother walking up to them, beaming with smiles.
“Ogo ukwu! Wonderful In-laws, welcome indeed!”
She entered the sitting room and drew Okwudili by the arm. “Let’s talk outside” In her room, she gave him a seat and sat on her bed. He was smiling and looking around, patiently waiting for her to speak.
“Okwy, you know I love you”, she began, holding his hand and looking at him intently.
“I know, udaraocha”,he smiled.
“It’s not that I want to hurt you. The fact is that I am pregnant for Ikedi”
“Eh! What did you say?” he withdrew his hand.
“I am 6 weeks pregnant” she repeated.
He scratched his head in confusion. “I remember when we were together, you barely let me touch you” he accused.
She was silent. He stood and left the room with no further comment. Shortly after, she heard him leaving with his crew. Nonye let out the breath she had been holding. Standing, she checked her reflection in the mirror, to ensure that her clothes were not rumpled. It had been a trying morning.
” Sister, they are calling you” she heard her cousin announce.
“I’ll be there shortly” she replied.
To be continued.