contract - Season 1 - Episode 17

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contract - Season 1 - Episode 17

A few minutes after, Funmi walked in with
some files. She dropped them quietly on her
boss’ table noticing his mood.

“Mr. Ademi. I thought you would need this.”
She said and dropped a book on his table.

PREGNANCY FOR DUMMIES.
He raised an eyebrow at her.
“What?” She asked innocently. “You seem to
be having a hard time.”

When she left, he groaned loudly in
frustration.

…
Abena lay on her bed bored out of her mind.
She had watched t.v, tidied up the house,
walked around the house, and there was
nothing to do.
What kind of house this big had no fun stuff.
And no bananas too.

She walked out of her room looking for
something to do for the fifth time. She
walked past a room, then walked back to
look at it. She opened the door slowly and
saw that it was Tobi’s study.
‘Don’t touch anything.’ He had said.
She shrugged. Its not like she was going to.
After a while, she left and walked to the
sitting room. She looked around studying the
furniture.

Why was his arrangement so boring? Who
was this man’s interior decorator? Probably
him.

An idea came to her mind and her lips
curved into a wide grin.

…
Tobi entered into his house with a briefcase
in one hand, and a bag of groceries that he
had asked Funmi to get in another.
“Abena! I got you bananas!” He called as he
walked straight into the kitchen. As he
dropped the groceries on the kitchen island,
his eyes flickered back to the sitting room.
Everything looked wrong.

Abena walked down wearing a pair of shorts
and an oversized shirt. He ignored the
hungry look in her eyes and walked back to
the sitting room while she rummaged
through the bag for the bananas.
A wave of rage swept through him. “Abena.
What did you do?” He asked lowly.
“The place looked odd, so I decided to give
it a new look, besides, I was bored to death!
You like it shay?” She asked with her mouth
full.

“I specifically told you not to touch
anything. Especially not my furniture.” He
said trying to be calm.
“But the place needs a new look. The way it
was before wasn’t really nice.” She argued.
“You pushed furniture, while you are
pregnant with my baby, and you broke a
rule. Are you trying to piss me off?” He
asked.

She raised her hands in surrender. “No.
Sorry.”

“You could have fallen down, or hurt
yourself. You can’t keep on doing things
without thinking now, my baby is inside of
you!” He snapped.

“The furniture wasn’t heavy. You can put it
back. I was just bored. Your house has
nothing to do.” She sighed wearily.
“There’s a pool at the back Abena. And a
game room somewhere around. I have a
cinema room too. You could have just called
me to ask.” He said touching the bridge of
his nose.

“I don’t have your phone number.” She
muttered.

“I saved it on your phone yesterday.” He
said. “Well I didn’t know. Sorry.” She said
quietly and started walking towards the
stairs.

“Don’t get angry Abena. I just like my things
the way they are.” He called after her.
“Well change is good sometimes too.” He
heard her say before she disappeared up the
stairs.

He groaned in frustration and followed her.
“You’re not a child you know! You can’t
keep on acting like one!” He shouted.
“Well then stop treating me like one!” She
retorted raising her voice.
“I would treat you like an equal if you’d just
follow the goddamn rules.” He shouted
standing in front of her room.
“You have no right to give me rules. You
may be paying me to carry your child, but
I’m not a prisoner here. Stop treating me
like one.” She hissed.

“Who said you were a prisoner? You can go
out anytime you want.” He groaned.
“Really?” Her eyes lit up.

“I never said not to leave the house Abena.
You can go out whenever you want. Just be
careful.” He said calmly.
“Oh thank you, thank you, thank you!” She
squealed jumping up and down and then
coming over to engulf him in a quick hug.
He looked at her in confusion and
amusement.

What just happened?
…