[STORY] FLIRTATIOUS (Episode 33)

Episode 33.

I was done!

Segun had hit me with heart-wrenching words before leaving.

“Segun, it’s not what it looks like” I begged as he walked out of the house.

“He kissed you… A man who just got married left his wife on their wedding night to come kiss you. Explain what that means, if not that he is not yet over you”. Segun said

I couldn’t answer…

“I am still single at 48, do you know the loneliness I feel? What will be worse than that, will be me marrying a woman who is still entangled with another man”

“I am not entangled with him” I argued

“Then he is….”

“And how is that my fault? why should I be punished for that?”

“Well, I can’t be punished for it too, I can’t marry a woman another man still wants to be with. Leni, let’s go back to the original plan, I will come back for my son when he’s two. In the meantime, I will continue sending money for his monthly upkeep”

I watched Segun walking out of the gate… Segun was a simple man but my complexity was tearing us apart. In a rage, I returned to the house and poured out my anger on F.D. I told him to get out of our lives and I meant it…

I was done…

I wanted to go far away from F.D, I wanted to start a new life. I didn’t care if F.D didn’t give me money anymore. I was going to live life outside F.D’s welfare package…

I was no longer an orphan… I had become a mother of three boys…
I needed a life of my own and I was going to get it…

First things first, I needed to get out of F.D’s house and disappear…. but to where?
I had no other apartment…
What was I going to survive on?

Shalewa and Aunty Yemi…..

No! I couldn’t go back to them with all my baggage, the last time they saw or heard from me, was me with a son and a pregnancy, calling them and saying I had 3sons for 3 fathers what a shameful thing to say…

I lay on the floor sobbing.

Another option was my hideout. Though F.D had been treating me well and taking care of my welfare with Promise’s money, I still maintained cleaning the man’s house just for the relationship’s sake. I had stopped other house-cleaning jobs, but I was somehow attached to that particular house because it held a lot of memories for me…

Around 6 am I dialled Mr Teju’s UK Number…

“Hello madam Leni” Mr Teju had said.

As rich as he was, he was very courteous

“Good Morning Sir”

“Good morning ma, I hope all is well?”

“Yes Sir… I need your help”

“Ok?”

“Sir, I need a temporary place to stay… I don’t know If I can stay in your place for a few months before I gather enough money to get another place…”

“You and your husband with the kids?”

“Without my husband”

“Where will your husband be staying?”

“We are no longer together, he is with another woman”

“What?”

“Yes Sir…. life happens”

“Ok, I thought it was the entire family but since it’s you and the kids alone, you can move into the boy’s quarters”

“The mini flat?”

“Yes Madam Leni…Is it too small?”

“Ha! Thank you, Sir… I was thinking more of the security house since no one uses it”

“With the kids in that small cubicle? No way… Initially, I thought your husband was with you… I wanted you to use the main house since it will take me another year before I come back to the country” Mr Teju said

“Sir, the mini flat is fine… Thank you Mr Teju…”

“All thanks to God, I will send some money to your account as a support” He added

“Mr Teju…. may you never lack any good thing…”

Mr Teju covered my nakedness. Before daybreak, I was out of the house. I got a taxi to help me with the necessary things.

On my way out of the house, I sent a text to F.D…

“F.D, I have left your house. the key is in its usual hiding spot”…

To be continued… . . .