Incomplete episode 12

INCOMPLETE

 

Writer: Anonymous❤️

 

Sequence 12

 

Chloe drove us for lunch to Makeni Mall and the kids decided on having KFC. Despite being a Sunday the place was parked. But we at last found ourselves a place to sit. As we were eating, the spice from the chicken got me feeling nauseous so I couldn’t finish up my food and resorted to ice cream. My sister got worried about my reaction to the food and suggested it would be malaria and I had to see a doctor.

“I am fine Chloe, I have to go for work tomorrow so I will just pass by a pharmacy and get some meds” I told her.

“Don’t be stubborn Pam, you have to see a medical personnel, don’t take things lightly” she argued.

“I am not taking anything lightly Chloe, I know how I feel I will be fine.”

I rolled my eyes at my sister whose parental habit on me seems to be getting me irritated at this point, are we going to seriously argue about my health and body that i know so well in public?” Oh please!” I thought to myself.

“Pam!” Chloe scolded with a you-must-do-as-i-say look on her face. And I knew better than to argue further with my elder sister. So I decided to agree just so to end the discussion but I definitely wasn’t going to see any doctor over a silly feeling.

We drove home and as soon as I got in my room, I started to prepare for work. I was geared to start work on Monday morning. So I selected a cream short office suit, a black shirt to put in,side the suit and black heels. I put my files in order and selected the best of my handbags. I was determined to start looking great and feeling great about myself. I was not going to let my divorce get the better side of me.

Monday morning, I woke up as early as 05am bathed and put on what I had prepared the previous day and rushed out before my sister could annoy me so early. I was feeling really hungry so I stopped at a gas station, put gas in my car and bought a quick snack. I was eating, driving and moving my head side to side as I sang the hymn: “Count your blessings name them one by one, count your blessings see what God has done, count your blessings name them one by one and it will surprise you what the Lord has done.”

I walked into the office with a smile on my face as the song continued to linger in my mind. I was really feeling blessed. I was looking at my situation from a positive point of view. I was better divorced and happy than staying with a man that is cheating on me. Moreover his family just gave me a lot of pressure but now I am free. Though I am not sure what I feel about Dan, if its love or hate but one thing I know is that he saved me from depression, STIS, or even HIV. The world has become so careless such that people do not fear diseases such as AIDS they have unprotected s€× with anyone. But I was not going to be part of any chain so I was in fact feeling saved from the pressure of worrying about a grown up man who can’t take care of himself.

Being the first day of work, I made myself real busy. I called a few clients, met some of them and made appointments with some. My boss was wondering why I came back before my leave was due but I just smiled and told her that time is money.

I knocked off from work feeling tired and hungry I rushed back home and forgot to pass through the pharmacy. When I got home, I hurried to the bathroom to pee, hell! My bladder was full. I sighed with relief and went straight into the kitchen. And there was my dear sister.

“Hey Pam”

“Hey sis, anything I can eat?’ I asked as I was opening the fridge.

“There are some scones I baked or you can warm the soup and have the rice and chicken I had prepared for lunch”. She suggested.

“I hate chicken, scones will do” I told her.

“Since when Pam? My sister giggled. Chloe weirdly moved towards me, held both my hands, looked at me in my eyes and asked, “Pam, are u okay?’

“Of course I am what do you mean?” I asked as I quickly moved away from her hands.

“You know you can always tell me anything right?’ she asked

“Sis please! I just got back from work, give me a break” I exclaimed.

I walked away from my sister feeling really irritated. She didn’t probe further, so I went to the dinning, ate the scones with a cup of juice. Afterwards I played with my niece and nephew all around the house. By 19pm I felt really tired I couldn’t even stay up for the news so I slept like a pig. I woke up around 03am and my bladder felt like bursting. I rushed to the loo and relieved myself. When I returned to my room, I went on whatsapp and chatted with some old friends before I could fall asleep once again.

It was always easy for me to dress up for work because I made the habit of selecting my clothes in advance the night before. My looks were so important to me, I could always glow in appearance and I never forgot to wear a bright smile.

It had been two weeks since I reported back for work and everything was going smoothly. I put up a lot of hærd work and focus. I was early for work every day and I knocked off a bit late. One can hærdly tell I was a divorcee. on a Friday afternoon, a received a text from a strange number.

09/05/14

Miss Pam, whats for Friday evening? 12:30pm

I looked at the phone number and I couldn’t recognize it, so I texted back.

09/05/14

Who is this? 12:33pm

My phone vibrated and the message popped. I opened it and it read.

09/05/14

Pardon me, this is Mr. Justine Mbao. 12:34

I then knew who it was immediately I saw the name. Justine was a client I attended to way back before I even got divorced. Why was he asking me about my evening now after a very long time? So I decided not to reply and kept quiet. I got on my laptop and started typing some work. I was startled by my phone as it rang.

“Hello” I answered the Justine call.

“Miss Pam, how are u?” he asked

“I am very well. Why didn’t you call using the office line if you wish to make a business appointment?” I scolded.

“It is because this is not a business call, pardon me once again, but I would like to meet up with you this evening for dinner if that’s ok with you, away from the business issues. Just to link up and know each other” he said sounding calm but firm.

What guts this man had, I was real pissed. So because I was now divorced he thinks I will hook up anyhow like I am desperate for a man or is it because he is some famous millionaire.

……

“Hey are you still there?” Justine asked interrupting my thoughts

“Yes I am still here, I am unavailable for dinner” I said sounding upset

“Well if you are busy we can reschedule” he said

“Why are you being persistent about this? Can’t you simply get it am not interest in dinner with you any other time?” I asked

“Well I am sorry I didn’t mean to upset you Pam?” he said

“Oh now we are on first name basis?” I asked sarcastically

“Miss Pam” I mean he laughed

“You know what I don’t have time to waste” I said as I hung up

I squeezed my fist in annoyance with my phone in my hands. How annoying can a man be? At this point, a man was the last thing on my mind I felt like he was mocking me. I later left the office and drove home playing soft music in my car. When I got home I found my sister’s kids at home, I felt like eating out so I asked them to accompany me on our outing.

We decided to eat at pizza inn opposite Evelyn Hone and the kids choose the sits that are outside. As we were enjoying the evening breeze, a Hammer that was almost leaving the premises after loading gas made a U-turn and came to pack near where we were eating from. A man came out of the expensive car and str-de towards us and boom, it was Mr. Mbao.

Was this man now stalking me? I silently thought to myself.

“Evening” he greeted.

I looked at him from the corner of my eye and stood up holding each of the kids in one hand.

“Evening” my niece replied innocently.

“Pam I am sorry, please hear me out. Please!” he begged.

“Two minutes” I said tapping my foot in anger. “And I hope it’s worth my time” I continued.

“Well you are a great woman Pam and I am very sorry about your divorce” Justine said.

“I thought as much, so you only wanted to see me just so you can pity me not so?” I shouted. “Am really busy for such , I have no time to waste” I continued in a slow but firm voice, this time making sure he gets each and every word as it comes.

“No, Pam. Listen please.” He said sounding apologetic.

“Miss Chansa” I corrected him.

He smiled, “Well Miss Chansa, why did you refuse to have dinner with me, but you are out with the kids eating?” he said jokingly.

“You think I have time for you? Or you find me funny? Let me tell you, make it your last time to call or text me if it has nothing to do with business!” and I walked away, got into the car and sped off.

My weekend was not so bad. I spent my time reading a book and chatting with friends online. I received twelve missed calls from Justine which I ignored, 5messeges which I deleted before opening them. On Monday morning I ran out of my bed to the bathroom to throw up, my vomit was yellow, watery and bitter. I vomited so much that with pressure of the vomit I urinated on myself. I finished and as I turned to walked out, my sister was standing by the door staring at me.

She smiled, “all my God Pam, we must see a doctor now or never and they are no two ways about it Pam”

“Whatever” I said as I swung my hand in the air.

“You heard me Pam, get ready now I take you before you go for work” she shouted.

I dressed up in one of my favorite new dresses. I hate breakfast and I was feeling just fine. I wanted to tell my sister that I was fine but I knew it would only take me agreeing to go to the hospital for me to prove her wrong. With so much confidence and courage, I walked like a teenage who just received a love later towards the car. I insisted on driving us and Chloe let me have my way.

We reached at the hospital and the doctor insisted I do a pregnancy test but I totally refused and claimed to be barren. I was in the office with the doctor as my sister was in the waiting room waiting for me. The doctor asked me if I have a medical report to prove my claimed condition.

“Doctor, even my sister can confirm this, I can never have children besides, I am divorced with my husband and its being nearly three months. I was married for a couple of years but I have never had a child. Please let me not waste your time. Ask my sister if you wish.” I explained.

“Being married for many years without children is not enough reason to claim you are barren, that is unprofessional madam. Well when did you last have your periods? He asked

“peeeeee……..riods?” I asked as if I did not know what that meant. “Periods” I breathed out. I then realized that I had been so busy that I lost count.

I left the doctor’s office feeling confused. I told him I wanted the results after I came back from work. So as I was going to meet my sister in the waiting room, I didn’t know what to tell her. So I decided to lie.

“Let’s go” I told her.

“Well what did the Doctor say?” she asked

“Nothing” I answered

“What do you mean nothing?” she asked again

“Chloe, nothing means nothing but if it helps you sleep better at night, the Doctor said I am okay maybe I have just been stressed” I answered as I walked out of the hospital.

 

TBC