Love Lies And Divorce – episode 16

LOVE, LIES AND DIVORCE
EPISODE 16

Instinctively, he glanced around hoping Zee was safely asleep before he answered the call from her friend…

Had she finally accepted his proposal? Had she finally agreed to go out with him?
She had locked herself in her room the wh0le day. What was the point of being miserable when the cause of her misery was out there having fun?
‘I AM OUT, LOCK UP… WOULD BE COMING BACK IN A WEEK’S TIME, THEN WE’LL FINALIZE OUR DIVORCE PLANS.’ she cursed as she read the note he’d placed on the dining table. What happened to him knocking on her door and telling her about his pleasure trip with one of his many mistresses?

Love truly blinded people, else she would have noticed this part in Femi a long time ago and it wouldn’t have resulted in the mess she’d found herself…
As she made herself some coffee, she knew it was over between them forever. What Femi did to her was unforgivable and she had forgotten him.
The only thought that prevented her from doing something stupid like drowning herself in the bath tub were thoughts of that night, no man had ever touched her, car-ssed her, k-ssed her adored her like the way Abdul had done…
Though it had been hours since she’d seen him, she kept thinking about him…it was so wrong and she knew this…but she couldn’t help it…
Abdul had become her drug, her saving grace from her hell of a marriage…he made her forget all the pain of the six years she’d spent believing it will work out with Femi…when she thought of Abdul, her mind was at peace…even when her conscience pleaded with her…she couldn’t resist him…she wanted him…Zainab had been too good to her…but she couldn’t help it…the heart wanted what it wanted…
‘Hello….’ Her voice was shaky at first…she was even surprised he’d picked her call…it wasn’t too late, the time was ten p.m and it had been a big risk…
But even if Zainab had seen her number on Abdul’s phone she wouldn’t have suspected anything which made her feel the more guilty…
‘Lola…how are you doing? Have you been crying again’? her voice was low and sad.

‘I am fine Abdul…can I see you tonight? I…’ she stuttered not knowing how to say those words.
‘Yes, you can see me… Are you okay?‘ he sipped hurriedly from the mug.
‘I feel lonely…can you come over to the house? Femi travelled…you can tell Zee if you want…I just want to see you Abdul…’ She felt so helpless.
‘Alright, I’ll be on my way…’ he ended the call and headed straight to the room to check on Zee…it wasn’t that necessary to tell her anything…he could cook up some lies and tell her later…
Zainab wasn’t to be taken for granted, she had the sharpest of minds.
As he stepped into the room to fetch his keys, he was pleased to see that she was already snoring and Aisha snuggled against her…
Without wasting much time, he slid on a black colored Jalabir and picked some c-ndoms into the pocket of his garment and rushed out.
The gateman, Shettima would cover for him, if Zainab woke up at any point in time…his heart beamed as he reached for his car… She’d finally accepted him, he couldn’t wait to meet her again.
‘Abdul’! she was excited as she opened the gate for him…shocked that he actually kept to his promise and visited her…
‘My angel….’ He hurried out of the car and encircled his arms round her.
‘Welcome, did you tell Zee?’ she whispered and looked up to him.
He inhaled the pureness of the air and stared at the sky that was blackened with darkness with little drops of fading stars.
‘No, how could you even think that? She may begin to harbor suspicions and I don’t want her to know about us yet…’ he licked his l-ips as the cool air had dried them…

‘Oh, I am sorry, I was thinking it was better you tell her…that something happened between I and Femi and you have to come pick me up alone…that would be less suspicious than you sneaking out of the house without letting her know about your whereabouts…’ she explained…
‘I didn’t think about that…let’s not argue about Zee…how have you been’? he finally asked as they stepped into the house…
‘just there…but I am over him now…’ she shrugged…
‘I don’t understand….’ She wore a lacy nightgown which was unapologetically transparent and showed off all her curves…the gleam of her n-pples and her smooth skin…
‘Femi wants a divorce…when he gets back from his trip, we’ll make it official…’ she inhaled deeply…
‘you’ll be fine…you have me with you…always remember that…’ he walked close to her and rubbed her hair softly…
‘I miss you Abdul….i’m happy you came…I need you to take this pain away…’ she looked up at him and dragged his hands down to her chest…
‘I’ll do that gladly…’ he leaned and glided his tongue over her neck…while his hands gently went over her beautiful body…
‘that feels good…’ she mo-ned as his hands rubbed the tip of tits…
‘yes…I’ll make you feel good…’ he replied and slid down her nightgown expertly…the lacy material fell to the floor revealing her beauty under the fluorescent…
‘you are adorable my angel….’ He was fascinated by the perfection of her two mounds and the firmness of her body…
Without saying more, he gulped them into his hands and folded one tit and s-cked it hungrily…
His other hand searched the path on her laps carefully, till it found the place where all pleasure was buried…
‘Let’s go to my room Abdul…’ she was going crazy for him…
‘Fine…’ he scooped her into his arms expertly and they both left to sin.
The night was chill and loneliness hung in the air, he raised the phone to see who would be calling at such an odd hour….
He’d learnt to be comfortable in silence and loneliness but since he set his eyes on her…he knew from that moment onward he’ll never be the same…
‘June….good evening are you okay’? his bestfriend was calling…
‘Hi Omale….it’s just that I’m stranded here and I can’t go back to the house…can I sleep over at your place’? she requested….
‘oh…okay, why not?’ he was confused, He was close to June no doubt but she’d never slept over at his place before, not that he had anything in mind…how would her fiancé take it?
‘Alright, give me twenty minutes…what can I buy you’? she sounded charming now…
‘Anything you want June…hurry home it’s late…’ Omale sighed and fell on the couch…
Meeting her was very surprising, he’d waited for her call all day but she hadn’t rang him…was he too pushy? He wondered…maybe she needed space…
Like him, she was going through a healing process, losing one’s spouse wasn’t that easy…all those sweet memories would always come knocking on mind’s door…
‘Edima Bassey…’ he mused and smile, he liked her name…she was truly beautiful and he couldn’t wait to know her more…

‘Come in, I left the door open for you…’ He called.
‘How is you doing’?  June winked and trotted towards him.

…. To Be Continued.

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