love in the dark - Season 1 - Episode 10

6 years ago

love in the dark - Season 1 - Episode 10

Angie was at the kitchen, preparing breakfast when the door bell rang. She quickly ran out to the living room. She wore a black translucent night gown that sparsely revealed her b0s0ms. She peeked from the door peep hole. A manly figure stood abreast it. At first glance, she wished she was hallucinating.
Aremu wore a vague smile. He’s dark brown hair appeared unkempt and his left eye appeared bigger than the right. “Just a minute…” She said and skipped from the living room. She went to the bedroom. Tunji was still on the bed; sleeping innocently. She quickly picked his dark blue robe la!d on the bed chair. She wore it and stole a look of herself on the mirror before she headed back to the living room. As she approached the living room, she observed the mood of the room. She could hear only the sound of the whirling celling fan. She moved to the door and unbolt it. Aremu stood in same position she left him. Both stood a sec in silence. “Hi… Come in,” Angie said in raspy voice. Aremu gave her an approving smirk and walked in. “Thank you,” He said afterwards. “What of Tunji?” He asked. “He’s still asleep,” She replied. He frowned at his wrist watch like he was expecting Tunji to be awake at that time. “I could wake him…” She said. “No…” Aremu retorted and sat on the couch. “Should i get you something to…” She asked. He nodded, symbolizing his disinterest to take anything. “I…” She stuttered. “You were saying?” He asked. “Whats that smell?” She exclaimed. “Are you cooking?” He asked calmly. “Oh no…” She shouted and ran to the kitchen. Aremu followed. The Gas cooker was off, the burnt pot steamed from the kitchen sink. Angie stood beleaguered. Aremu walked in silently. “Are you ok? He asked after coughing. She turned and replied: “The noodles are burnt. I have to prepare another.”

“I am sorry…”

“For what?”
“The night…”

“No. Don’t be. It’s in the past now.”
“You sure?”
“Yes…”

Tunji ran in. “Whats that smell?” He wore a singlet and a short. He gave a surprised gaze at Aremu. “Hey, are you ok?” He said to Angie and puts his shoulder around her neck. “I was cooking,” She said like she was about crying. “You don’t have to cook. I will order us breakfast. Go on freshen up,” He said to her in a mild romantic tone.

They kissed and Aremu scoffed. She walked out, giving Aremu a short misleading stare. “Why are you here?” Tunji said facing Aremu. Aremu moved closer to him. “Ibadan is not home. I can’t survive there,” Aremu muttered.
“Are you not a man?”
“Believe me. Its not the same.”
“Whats not the same? You hate responsibilty. You hate to do anything.”
“I am your brother.”
“Not a liability abi?”
“Yes. I am the prodigal brother.”
“Its time you stop running back.”
“But i can’t sleep in the street while you have this mansion.”

“This mansion is an offspring of my hardwork.”

“Hmmm. You have a new catch now.”
“None of your business.”
“You alway get the girls.”
“Don’t change the topic.”
“You have the money. You have the looks.”
“Low your voice.”
“What? You didn’t tell her, you also have a disease.”
“Shut up…”

Angie’s voice rose from the bedroom. “What are you two still doing there?” “I am coming,” Tunji’s hoarsed voice rose. “You are not staying for breakfast,” He said in a mild harsh tone to Aremu.