"Okay, move out my friend. I take the fight back thing back. Leave him, dali, because he will change you to be the worst person and you are not that at all," Zee said.
"You see why I am stuck in between! Anyway, enough about me and my marital stresses, how has your life been?" I asked.
She smiled genuinely. "Life has been fine my friend, amazing in fact, and God has been taking care of me I must say," she said as she winked.
"If you are happy then who am I to be sad huh?" I replied.
We laughed and talked about everything. It was good. After months of speaking English non-stop and a bit of Swahili, it was good to catch up with someone close. I even forgot my marital problems for a while. After hours of talking and laughing, I had to go back to the house, the devil's pit. I exhaled as I walked in and went to sit on the couch facing the wall, looking at my paintings and just reminiscing on the good days of my marriage.
I closed my eyes for an afternoon rest. My body was still used to Tanzania. I actually missed that country; I had been so happy there. Arguing voices woke me up from my nap. I stood up and walked to where the noise was coming from, and it led me to the kitchen. I leaned on the side. I knew eavesdropping was wrong, but I couldn't help it. I could hear Sandra's voice and another one that was unfamiliar. It was a male voice with a coloured accent.
"You have to leave Frankie, they can't find you here," Sandra said.
"Why should I without you?" Frankie asked.
"You'll have to," Sandra replied.
"Sandra, you're carrying my baby. I want you to come home with me," Frankie said.
Oh okay. Ewe Brenda, it is like that. Wow.
"Stop that. This is not your baby and you know that," Sandra said.
"Sandra, I know you're carrying my baby. Stop this nonsense you're doing and come home with me. You know that I am the father of this baby. This oak can't even shoot, man," Frankie said.
"Frankie, you're not the father!" Sandra shouted.
"I am! Now stop being a bitch because April is not the father. You are just after the money," Frankie said. True.
"That's not true," Sandra said.
"It is and you know it," Frankie replied.
"Get out of this house now," Sandra told him.
"Sandra, this is not over. I want my baby and you know that it's my baby, so don't you think you'll run. I'll always find you," Frankie said.
"Frankie, get out," Sandra said.
I cleared my throat and walked in. I needed to see this Frankie person so I would be able to recognize him when I want to have a little talk with him. Sandra had shock written all over her face.
"Mrs. April," Frankie said.
"Hello, and who is this, Sandra?" I asked.
"This is Frankie, my cousin. He was around so he decided to pop in and check up on me, but he was leaving now," Sandra said.
"Oh, that's bad. Is he in a hurry? I would love to chat with him," I said.
She shook her head. "Why the sudden interest in my cousin? Frankie, we will chat on the phone, please leave," she said.
"The security at the main gate hardly lets anyone in here without consulting us first, but that doesn't matter now. And lady, back off please, I am not like you," I told her.
"I apologize on her behalf, Mrs. April. She gets like this sometimes, and more so, I am sorry for how she took over your household. I can understand what you are going through. And even our family is disappointed in her that she would be a homewrecker," Frankie said. His tone emphasized the word homewrecker.
"We take it as it is, Frankie. Please stay until my husband is back from work. He will be here in two hours' time, that's if you have time," I said.
"I have all the time in the world, ma'am. I will wait for your husband as we also have to talk about paying damages, because you see, our family is deeply rooted in culture, so we have to do right by them," Frankie said.
"I see. Sandra, please make him feel at home. I'll be right back," I said.
I slightly smiled and walked out of the kitchen.
"Beauty, what are you playing at?" Sandra asked. I did not notice she was following me.
"Don't start with me, please," I said.
"This is going to backfire badly!" she whispered.
"Leave my house, that's all," I replied.
"You won't see that," she said.
"Fine," I said.
I left her and ascended the stairs to my bedroom. Sean has been fooled. Played.