Fiction Series

Tales of Kome (5)

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It was Tunde at the door. To say I was shocked is a very big understatement. I just stood at the door, rooted to the ground, speechless. I was brought back to reality by the noise of my children, Tunde had both Desmond and Fredrick in his arms.

“You….” I managed to say.

“Are you not going to allow me in?” Tunde asked.

“Em…yes” I said, stepping aside. “How…when did you come back?”

“Aren’t you happy to see me? Why do you have that look on your face?” he asked as he sat down.

“Em…what look…I mean…of course I am happy to see you. The news… I just…”

“You just what?” he snapped. “Other wives are always happy to see their husbands, but my case is always different” he continued, “Not even a word of welcome. Just look at the way you are staring at me like you have seen a ghost.” He shouted.

“Tunde, of course I am happy to see you. You obviously haven’t seen the news or else you would have known that the plane you supposedly boarded was involved in a plane crash leaving no survivors.” I said. “And here you are, shouting your head off, please explain to me how you missed that flight” I shouted back.

Don’t get me wrong, I love my husband very much and of course I am happy he was not involved in the plane crash, but he has a lot of explanations to make, because, that plane did not crash in Lagos and there were no survivors reported.

“Plane what?” Tunde asked. I could see the shock on his face. He never expected it.

“Yes, plane crash.” I said. “So tell me, what is the explanation?”

“Oh, so you wished I was involved in the plane crash?” he asked.

“Of course not. Don’t even dare to turn the tables around”. I started. “You lied to me about your arrival time. Why? What of your boss? Did you also lie about her arriving with you today?” I asked. “This is all confusing, your actions these days have been causing me to think, and now this.” “Do you even know the emotional trauma I have passed through? I thought I had lost you.” I said as I broke down crying.

Tunde was speechless and when he spoke he said:
“I am off to the room. I really need to rest. When you are ready to talk calmly, then we can talk.”

Was that all he had to say? I couldn’t believe it. He had lied about his flight details, a situation which if not handled with care, could cause a very big rift in our household. I didn’t know what next to do, so I called Werima and told her everything, but to make matters worse, she burst into a fit of laughter.

“You had better squeeze the truth from him.” She said. “For all we know, he probably came back yesterday morning, only to spend time with his boss and come back today.”

“Men!!!” she sighed. “They are all alike”

“But it doesn’t make any sense. Why would he do that? He had spent a week with her already.” I said.

“Well, that is up to you to find out.” She said.

I was more confused than I was before I called her and while a part of me kept saying that Tunde must have had a very good reason to have done what he did, another part kept insisting that no matter what, he should never have lied to me.

That evening, I had to leave for a prayer meeting which was scheduled to hold at a friend’s house down the street.
Tunde was still asleep which to me was very strange as he normally would be working on his laptop, so I prepared dinner and made arrangements for the children.

On my way to the prayer meeting, I decided to go over what had happened. Tunde had said he was going to arrive with the 10 o’ clock flight, which unfortunately had crashed and he had gotten home by 12 which would have been great news if there had been survivors. Which meant he didn’t come back today or he had gotten on an earlier flight today for one reason or the other.
But such instances only happened when someone missed their flight and then they board a later flight, and Tunde came back home right on time to match with when he was supposed to arrive if truly he had taken that flight.
So what exactly happened? And what of his boss? Was she also somehow involved in the lie he had told me?

“If I keep thinking, I would probably develop a severe headache.” I thought aloud to myself. “I should just focus on the fellowship.”

When I got back, the children, Desmond and Fredrick were already fast asleep. Tunde must have woken up, had dinner with them and also tucked them in. I needed a cold shower terribly, the events of the day had left me very weak.
I got into bed and saw that Tunde was asleep. Tunde wasn’t a deep sleeper so as I slept off I kept wondering why he was that tired and how it had any connection with where he had been the night before.

In the early hours of the next morning, I was woken up by Tunde.

“Good morning love.” He said.

“Good morning Tunde.” I replied. “I can see you slept well.”

“Yes I did.” He started. “I was so tired when I got back yesterday.”

It seemed like this was the best time to raise the topic that stole sleep from me.
“So are you going to tell me what really happened or do I force it out of your mouth?”

“Well, I wont mind if you try to force it out of me.” he said, smiling mischieviously.
He had taken my little joke which was meant to lighten the situation to mean I wanted something else.

“I am serious Tunde.” I snapped.

“Okay.” He sighed.

“Actually” he said, “what happened was that….

To be continued…

Photo credit: @flowerchannel

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