Must Read: Taking Chances

7 years ago

Must Read: Taking Chances

‘well am changed now, and i want to make our marriage work but Daisy is proving difficult. There’s also Brenda making matters worst’
‘really? Daisy didn’t tell me her part, but no worries, i will call Daisy and talk with her’
‘thank you’ a pause then: But they are other questions i…uhm want to ask’
‘soro, mon gbo’ (speak, am listening)
‘well…today i uhm…happened to come across some pictures and i saw things…’
And so Jide told his grandmother things he’d discovered about Daisy and asked for her clarification, mama tried as much as she could to explain some of the things to him while she urged him to seek the answers to other personal questions from Daisy.
At the end of the discussion, Jide got a whole new perspective about Daisy and resolved not to give up on building their marriage.
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Jide went over the set table again, doubts that the rice which still looked raw and tasted salty would do the trick, reflected on his face.
Yes, he had actually cooked and maybe broke a record, because cooking wasn’t part of his abilities. Maybe Candles would have added color to the atmosphere, but there was no time to get candles and stuffs, neither did he know where they could be bought anyways. He would have preferred they went out, but Daisy’s case was a complicated one, asking to take her out for dinner would be like wishing for the moon, sun and stars. Impossible! She would just ignore him and head for her room, only to be seen the next week! He’d never seen someone who loved indoors like her.
He only wished that he had some of Ade’s charms and kitchen dexterity, the guy was a pro when it came to impressing the ladies, for he could still be the lady’s delight even with his irritating character. That was probably the only good trait about him. Jide mused as he strolled over to the settee where he would patiently await his wife’s return.

He was tired, haven struggled for the past hour to fix the perfect romantic atmosphere to impress Daisy so she could atleast be calm enough for them to talk about their marriage. Maybe she would appreciate his culinary gestures, for it wasn’t everyday a husband cooked rice and warmed the stew for a wife, was it? He concluded as he slumped unto the settee.
Back then in school, what he had needed was his looks, wealth and popularity and he could get any lady he wanted, but now he doubted the effectiveness of all that. The Daisy he’d come to discover was a woman that didn’t care about those stuffs, she wasn’t into him because of his wealth, he didn’t even think it was his looks that had caught and held her heart. He fully realised how he’d taken her love for granted, thinking her to be a puppet in the hands of his parents when all she’d done was love him.
He couldn’t wait for her to return home and wished he had been decisive enough to stop her earlier when she left with Brenda to go see Peter, a man whose identity he understood now.
Mama had told him Peter was Daisy’s ex, had warned him to take caution where he was concerned for she wasn’t sure what his exact mission to Nigeria was.
But he still didn’t feel threatened, the guy had obviously lost completely for he was the one with the legal proof of ownership. He would rather concentrate on making things right with Daisy, apologise for how he had treated her in the past and maybe, God helping, they could start over from the scratch.