Memories Of Cupid - Season 1 - Episode 35

7 years ago

Memories Of Cupid - Season 1 - Episode 35

Sandra dabbed her hands with the hand towel as she came out of the kitchen. It was Sunday so it meant she was going to prepare fresh vegetables and fish stew enough to last Wole till the end of the week. She joined Wole to watch his favourite TV series-Dear diary. He munched on the cornflakes on the table before him. The flakes teased his buds and he sighed in delight. Fruits and fibers cornflakes was one of his best cornflakes. He also loved Nasco cornflakes. Sandra stroke his fingers lightly and smiled at him. She was getting used to her being around him. She just hoped he would soon be due to go into the processes. The doctor had promised he would get a good physiotherapist for him. She seriously wanted him to get back on his feet- at least; the guilt would stop hurting her.

She finished with the cooking and dished him a plate of Semovita with vegetables and fish stew. she packed the remnants into the refrigerator. she packed her clothes into her small leather bag. She needed to get to her hostel that evening in order to catch up with her early morning lectures which was scheduled for 7:30am by her strident lecturer-Mr. Bada who was a thorn in the flesh.

“Wole, am going already” she announced.

“Oh. Thanks for the food though. I enjoyed it”

“It’s just a pity I can’t drop you off
myself” he said in a flat tone.

Sandra looked into his eyes. They were hopeful.
They were like a cute little puppy asking to be lifted up and cuddle.

“It’s okay, I’ll fix myself. Take care of yourself okay?” she placed a light kiss on his left cheek and bade him goodbye.

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“Baby, where is the ring I gave you on your birthday?” Nella asked as he slowly crept into bed and tucked himself in.

“errm.. You said what?” Vera froze. She covered her face cleanser and disposed off the cotton wool she was using to clean her face.

“I just asked you a question. And why did you freeze like that. Did you misplace it or something?”

“No. errm, I was cooking and erm”

“And my friend Alex kept it for you while you
were cooking?”

Vera shifted uncomfortably. She had returned home the evening she went to see Alex and had found out her ring wasn’t on her right finger.

“Well, Alex asked me to give you when I saw him at the club. For Christ sake how did the ring get to him?”

“Nella, probably it slipped off and he took it for me when he came to my bank today”

“Oh, really? The Alex that I know does mobile banking and when I met him at the club, he told me he travelled to I.b and he just returned so he wanted to chill off at the club.

Vera bit her fingers. Butterflies were beginning to waggle through the walls of her stomach.

“Dear Madam, I think you should be concerned with how you are gonna get pregnant soon and not seeing my own friend.
That shows how shameless you are” Nella spat. Vera blinked away her tears as her earlobes turned as hot as hell.

“And I think I have to say this. Why have you been wearing big suits to your bank these days? These suits are obviously not your size.
You’ve only changed your hair four times after the one you made for the wedding which is very much unlike you. Then your make up has been wack! What happened to the fashionista I married?”

“It’s just been six months Mrs. Nella if you have to be reminded. Six months!”

Vera blinked her eyes as salt substance threatened to roll down her cheeks. Had her husband just said those words to her or she was just dreaming. She pinched herself to get herself out of her trance. What had gotten over her once loving husband? Afterall, she hadn’t given in to Alex’s offer or should she call it deal. She stared at her husband who was snoring away on the bed. Then her gaze slowly drifted to the pictures hung on the wall.

It was first a picture they had snapped when they had gone to at the top, the 124th floor which was the observation deck of the tallest building in the world, Burj Khalifa in Dubai.Iit was obvious Nella was balancing a tray in one hand with a bucket of ice and a bottle of wine with two champagne glasses. Linen was also draped on his arm and they had taken the picture like that. They were smiling though, like two soul mates drunk in love. Vera could remember they were later served with some steaks in barbecue sauce. It also had mashed potato and some corn and carrots in butter. A young boy had requested for them to be snapped with his Polaroid camera and they had obliged even though his parents had scolded him. It wasn’t the boy’s faults for he had just been bought the camera.

Vera had leaned her body forward, blowing kisses into the camera .Nella was beside her with one of his arms wrapped around her waist and the other one was above her head, giving her bunny ears. The second one shot was the one she had stood face-to-face with her husband. She had placed her hands around his chest while his hands did justice to her fingers. It was a very close and intimate gesture that the boy’s parents had even commented on the nice post.

While the third one shot was the one she had held her head up regally like a Greek goddess.
She had decided to be creative which had caught Nella’s drift. The latter had planted some kisses on her cheeks which had made a blush crept on her them. A tingling feeling had started on the base of her spine and then spread throughout her entire body. They made some weird poses and the boy squealed with glee as he snapped away with his camera.

“Thank you so much!” the boy had said as he began waving around the Polaroid images he had gotten from them. He had waited for the images to appear and then squealed with delight when he saw them. He began to sort them out .He had placed the ones with the weird poses in his jacket and then started to study the others.

“For you, lady” he had told Vera as he handed her one of the photographs.

“She’s a Mrs.” Nella corrected as he raised his wife’s fingers for him to see while Vera’s icy heart melted away softly. she looked down at her delicate golden wedding bands as her cheeks flushed some shades of pink.

“Pardon him Mr. He’s just a little boy” his mother said grinning from ear to ear. Vera could sensed she had noticed they were newlyweds.

“Am sorry Mrs. And for you Mr.” the boy held out another photograph for Nella. Nella bent down and ruffled the boy’s hair as he accepted the Polaroid picture the boy offered him.

A sob broke through her chest as salt water dripped down her eyes. What about those happy moments, those happy days. Why had Nella spoken to her like that? What had she done wrong?.

She squealed out, her face losing blood. She could hear it rushing down her body to her heart because she needed it to keep on beating after it had shattered. Vera went numb as she rose to her full height with glossy eyes and walked to the bathroom to cry her eyes out.
She went back to the room and picked her phone. What am i going to do? Call my mom?
What happened to my super duper marriage? She asked herself over and over again as she broke into tears again.