Lara lay, curled up on the darduma in the parlour. She hugged her pillow tightly as she wept. She had been like this for days now. Tony as usual was kneeling beside her, he wondered if her tear bank would ever get exhausted.
“I should have listened to my mother.” Lara muttered.
Tony sighed…back to square one he thought inwardly.
“Because of you!” Lara sat up.
“Just because of you! I ruined the relationship between I and my mother” she wagged a finger at him.
Tony backed away, she was becoming violent.
“What haven’t I done for you? Tony? This is the best way to pay back?” she tasted the saltiness of her tears.
“I’m sorry baby…”
“Thunder fire you if you call me baby again!” her eyes glinted in anger.
“I’m very sorry, its not what you think…” he felt sorry for her.
“Its not what I think right? Oh please, explain!”
“Seriously, I won’t lie to you Lara…she was the one kissing me, I didn’t kiss her…” Tony tried to explain.
“No difference! The real thing is that you kissed! And you enjoyed it!” she grabbed her pillow.
“Lara…” tony held her arm.
She pushed him away violently.
“If you touch me again, I’l murder you!”
Tony stared at her, he’d never seen her this violent before.
“I wish I have spiritual powers!” she whispered.
“I’d have made sure you get back on a wheel chair with your manhood cut off” she spat out, before sauntering to her room.
Tony watched her: frightened.
The thought of been crippled again scared him. He had heard stories of yoruba girls been witches…
He wondered what kind of bad breeze blew Sophia to the airport.
She said she came to congratulate him, it started from a hug, then she kissed him.
“Rubbish!” he muttered lying down on a settee.
He must have dozed off.
He opened his eyes lazily as he felt something on his head,
his eyes widened as he saw the noozzle of a gun.
He tried to get up, but a firm leg pressed his chest down.
“where’s your wife?” a voice growled.
He didn’t reply.
“you deaf abi?” another voice asked.
He looked around, he was surrounded by five armed men.
” una never bring the meat commot?” another voice asked walking into the room..
“no boss, the guy no wan show us where she dey.” one of the robbers responded.
“Search the house jor!” the boss commanded
the five robbers dispersed in various directions, while the boss sat beside Tony.
Tony jerked as he heard Lara scream from her room.
“Tony!” she yelled again.
He tried to get up but the boss pulled him back.
“Don’t move” he placed a sharp knife on Tony’s neck.
The robberes emerged pulling Lara with them, they threw her at their boss’s feet, she shrieked as she fell.
“Wow, this babe set die!” the boss exclaimed.
“Please don’t hurt her, I’d give you anything you want.” Tony pleaded.
“Noo, mr man, we didn’t come for you, we are paid to work on her.” The boss said pulling Lara towards himself.
She shivered, tears streaming down her cheeks.
He tilted her chin up, and his eyes met her frightened ones.
His eyes widened in recognition.
“Lara the class monitor!” he exclaimed in suprise.
“Bayo?” she gasped.
“What are you doing here?” he couldn’t help asking.
She felt weak, the suprise she got made her whole body numb.
Bayo was her classmate/best friend during her secondary school days.
“I’m sorry for…errm..the…erm” Bayo whispered wiping her tears.
“Boys make we waka!” he told his boys who were grumbling.
“Make we dey go jor!” he added firmly, sauntering towards the door.
“Just like that?” one of the boys queried.
“Wetin again? We no fit touch her na! Make we just go!” Bayo replied.
“we no fit trust her, she know you, she fit call police..” they grumbled again.
“She won’t!” Bayo chuckled.
He left with his boys following suit.
Tony held the trembling Lara as she wept. She rested her head on his shoulders holding him tightly.
He led her towards his bedroom.
He kissed her tears dry, the salty taste made him want to suck some more tears out of her eyes.
She clutched him tightly as he searched for the zip fastener of her night robe
Tony stole glances at Lara as they ate breakfast, she seemed interested only in the choco she drank, her toast was still intact.
“Madam, you are not eating…” he said without looking up.
“anything wrong?” he asked again, since she kept mute.
“What i’m thinking…does it matter?” Lara toyed with her scambled eggs.
“It does, it matters to me…tell me.” Tony urged
“Do you have to go to work every morning?”
Tony smiled, he was expecting that.
“I stay at home-alone everyday, till you come back by evening, and.. And…” Lara complained.
“You are laughing? If you laugh again, you won’t go work today!” she pouted
“you see..that’s why I said you start following me to the office, there’s a chair for you! You could sit and gaze at me all day!” Tony said smiling.
“No thank you.” Lara laughed.
“you said you’d be going out today.” he stated rather than asked.
“Yes, yes, I’d be going to see my mother, its been long since I saw her.” Lara explained.
“aiit! But…be very careful.” Tony intoned picking up his jacket.
“bye baby..” he gave her a peck.
“bye…” she laughed.