A lovely couple laughed heartily from a corner of an eatery. From the look of things, they were having a good time – enjoying every bit of the moment.
A woman, who passed by the eatery stopped abruptly and moved closer to the glass window to have a clearer view of them. Her countenance changed suddenly, and she looked as though she could punch someone. She walked into the eatery, walked briskly to their table and demanded for an explanation.
The lady he was with arched her brows and waited. The woman also waited –obviusly losing it.
“Honey, this is Callista, she’s my new colleague at work. Callista, my wife.” he introduced.
The lady’s eyes bulged amidst surprise while brows arched higher.
“You’re married? And for three weeks now you couldn’t mention it to me? Can’t believe this, ” she said, picked her purse and stood up.
His wife laughed hysterically — in such a way that scared him.
Before he could raise up his face to study their faces, the content of two half-filled glasses were already finding their way down his face.
They both left him there looking all over himself. Everyone glared at him.
A mischievous old man sitting right behind him, as if sent, walked up to him.
“Are you alright?” He asked.
“I’m okay, thanks,” he replied, dabbing his face and chest.
“Sorry you had to go through that.”
“It’s okay” he said feeling a bit emotional.
“Kids?”the old man asked.
“Yeah,”he replied wondering.
“She’s a very nice woman you know – your wife.”
“I expected something more….. more….. fatal,” he stopped and looked at him.
“Why? It wasn’t anything serious,” he said smiling, busy with his handkerchief. “Nothing is happening between me and her. She’s just a new colleague of mine. We’re just getting acquainted as co-workers. That’s all.”
“I understand. I understand that kind of colleague and acquainting quite well. She’s the kind who gets mad when she sees you with another woman. I’ve seen lots and lots of them myself.”
“She’s not like that..”
“You know, I began to jerk at the sight of my wife’s shoes from the day my neighbour nearly lost the content of his skull to his wife’s pointy heels while he was at it.
“Women!” he said amidst a grin and stood up to go, but he motioned him back to his seat.
“You’re such a responsible looking man. Why do you do this?” He said looking him in the eye? “I wish I could make you stop this before it kills you.”
“Nothing happened between us.” he said laying emphasis on each word. “There has been some misunderstanding.”
“Yeah–Ever heard of the phrase –two are trouble’?” the old man asked leaning forward.
“No.” he replied with a chuckled.
“Two at the same time are trouble. One is better. And for the sake of your kids, stop.”
“Ain’t you listening to me? Nothing happened? Nothing–happened between us.”
“Beware of bears. Women can turn into angry bears when hurt in this way.” he said gesturing all over the table.
The man waved him away jokingly, stood up and left him there. The old man had turned a deaf ear to his point Why waste time with him?
The man had turned sober by the time he walked outside. He began to muse over why Callista turned angry on hearing he had wife. Was he suppose to tell her? Was she jealous or was she just angry he didn’t tell her about her? Was she getting at him? Was she— but he wasn’t flirting. He was sure of that. Was she—–?
He stood backing the door of the eatery, looked to the right–in the direction his wife had gone and to the left—in the direction Callista had gone. After a second look in both directions, he chose the right.
I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
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