Hey dearies, how have you all been.
I’m sure quite a number of you must have given up on me. I apologise deeply.
I have really truly not tried!
So here’s the continuation of the Breaking the Silence series. If you haven’t read any of the episodes and/ or have missed any episodes/ or can’t remember them; here’s the first: And the news came, the second The situationship, The Situationship 2, the most recent The End and a Beginning.
Please read, enjoy, let me know what you think (comment) and don’t forget to share.
As expected, he called. Luckily for him it was later in the evening when I was true with the day’s hustle and bustle and able to put my feet up.
He sounded pleasant (don’t they all at the beginning?), we talked for like an hour. A lot of it was just getting to know each other. He said he was Mofe Boboye, worked for an investment firm (more like his father’s investment bank, lol; I have CIA skills), second son of a family of two male and two female children, single (google didn’t help with that), liked water sports bla bla bla.
I gave him the short and simple version; Ada, coincidentally they shared similar birth positions, and no; she wasn’t a fan of water sports.
He tried to get her to open up more but she gave him the short and simple response versions.
The conversation ended when she began to drift off to sleep. He ended the call, promising to call the next day.
True to his word he called and several times after. She who said she was on a break found herself looking forward to his calls and messages. They talked a lot and knew so much about each other. He was easy to talk with, and she had told herself she wasn’t looking for a relationship at that time. With the absence of those pressures, it was easy to just enjoy the conversations and budding friendship. Then came their first physical date. He took her to an upscale restaurant where the food was fantastic.
Against her better judgement and with Linda’s encouragement, she dressed up nicely and was happy she did. It would have been disaster for her had she dressed in jeans and top and he brought her here.
There had a nice dinner with enjoyable conversation. Undiscussed, both of them put their phones away for the duration of the meal. Not even for one second did they glance at their phone. That was a rare feat in this social age where a lot of people behaved as though their phones were their life source.
Without her saying anything he ensured he got her home in time. When he got to her front door, he said his aim had been 9pm but traffic saw them getting in at a quarter past nine. Not so bad, it was a Saturday night she didn’t have to get up very early the next day.
Ofcourse as was to be expected there were several update requests from Linda. Lol, the girl liked amebo.
She would reply to the messages after her bath.
While she was in the bathroom her mom came into her room.
“How did your date go?” Amaka Chukwuemeka asked.
Adaeze rolled her eyes in the bathroom. ‘Next thing mommy would start planning wedding’ she thought to herself.
“It wasn’t a date, but it went well.” She replied.
He mother sighed deeply. “You and your sister, do you think you are getting any younger. All my mates already have grandchildren even the males. Yet I don’t even have an in-law not to talk of grandchildren.
“Mommy …” Ada attempted to interrupt as she came out of the bathroom.
“Don’t interrupt me!” Her mom shut her down. “What do you want to say; that will you marry yourself, or that every relationship must not end in marriage?”
Adaeze didn’t reply. She concentrated on selecting a sleep wear as though it were the most important task in the world.
“I’m not asking you to perform magic or do something impossible. All I’m asking is that you and your sister come off these your high horse and choose one of the men flocking around you. In a few years, there will be no one. A woman’s time ……”
“Mommy, we’ve heard.” Ngozi, Adaeze’s elder sister came to her defense.
Adaeze turned around sharply. She hadn’t heard Ngozi come into the room and neither had their mom.
Both Ada and Ngozi held their breath expecting their mom to continue with the scolding, but Mrs. Chukwuemeka just sighed and rather said; “Your Uncle Sam called, the burial has been fixed for June.”
“June!!!!” both Ada and Ngozi exclaimed.
“That’s a whole 9 months!” Ngozi said quickly calculating.
Amaka Chukwuemeka sighed deeply by way of response. “Anyway, it’s their brother, there are the one who have the final say.” She got up to leave the room. She turned back to the ladies at the door. “You ladies need to settle down, you are not getting any younger. Ehn, biko!” with that she left the room.
“How was your date?” Ngozi asked after their mom had left.
“It wasn’t a date, why is everyone seeing it like a date?” Ada sank into the bed.
“Ok, how was your meeting?” Ngozi rephrased.
“It went well.”
“So nothing. We just had a nice meal; a delicious one at that.”
“Lol, did you go there for the food?” Ngozi teased.
“Ofcourse. I was hungry. Anyways, Mofe is cool, but….. I’m not ready.”
“Why, because of Chike?”
“No, because of me. I just, … I get mommy’s point of view that we aren’t getting any younger. Believe me; I know. But; I’d rather not make a mistake.”
“Isn’t that our fear? Anyways, just to remind you that overtaking is allowed.”
They both laughed. “You and this your overtaking is allowed. I need to reply Linda’s messages before she has a heart attack.” Ada picked up her phone.
“Aite. Good night. Church tomorrow?” Ngozi asked as she got up to leave.
“Sure.” 22 messages from Linda! She read them all, laughing at the desperation to hear gist in Linda’s messages. Rather than text a response, she decided to call her.
After the call, she checked her other whatsapp messages. Regular group convos, and …… a message from Chike “Hi, how are you?”