Belina - S02 E39 (Story Episode)

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Belina - S02 E39 (Story Episode)

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EPISODE 39

I woke up with the intense
desire to cook something
wonderful for my hubby – it
is a Saturday. After praying
a short prayer, I set out to
do just that. Richy had a
very stressful day yesterday
followed by a very extensive
talk/argument. Yesterday
night, we had talked and
talked about all the events
of the week. He had arrived
looking so stressed out and
tired that I almost discarded
my anger to pamper him a
bit, just as he does with me;
but I reckoned that doing
that would push aside the
settlement of what was on
ground.

***
He entered and I welcomed
him in a casual way without
the usual welcome kiss. He
looked at me critically with
his tired eyes almost
pleading for a loving
affection.

“What is the
matter honey? No welcome
kiss?”
I shook my head slowly.

“No
sir. No kiss today, we need
to talk”. I wanted to
continue but I just couldn’t.
He looked really tired that I
decided to relent a little bit,
even though I still had that
carefully placed casual look.
I collected his laptop bag
and suit jacket, carrying
them into the room. He
tagged along, not uttering a
word but I knew he must
be terribly curious.
Immediately we entered the
masters’ bedroom, he just
lay flat on the bed, closing
his eyes without removing
anything. It dawned on me
that he must be terribly
tired; that could only
explain why he was not
pestering me already.
I pulled off his shoes and
socks, massaging his feet
with my hands. I moved to
his shoulders, massaging
them slowly. His tension
eased a bit and he opened
his eyes slowly. I felt stupid
for challenging him
immediately he entered
even though that was the
most reasonable thing to
do when we tend to
postpone issues a lot,
enjoying each other’s
company. Maybe that is why
he did not even remember
to tell me about Oyinade,
I
thought. Maybe he fired her
because he already has a
child on the way. I banished
all evil thoughts from my
brain as I stared at
Richard’s tired profile. I
tugged at his suit.
“Why don’t you take a
shower while I set your
dinner” I said quietly. He
looked into my eyes with
his blue eyes, maybe
reading my thoughts.
Normally, he would have
tried to know what was on
my mind but he just
nodded and sat up; maybe
he hadn’t even heard me.
He started unbuttoning his
shirt but I went and took
over from him, he shook
slightly and I smiled. He
smiled back.

“You know the
power you have over me,
don’t you?”
I feigned innocence which
only made him smile more.
After I had removed his
clothes, I marched him to
the bathroom like a kid,
leaving him there to
prepare his food.
We lay on the bed after
eating and listening to
news. He was fidgeting
with my hair; he loves
touching it.
“I am all ears. What do you
want us to talk about that
deprived me of my kiss?”
Oh! So he heard. I sighed.
“We can start by you
explaining why you sacked
Oyinade without telling me
anything about it”
Richard’s hand froze. I took
that as affirmation and
stood up. You are keeping
secrets from me Richard
and it is hurting me.”
The
very first time in months I
would call him by his name.
“I know the girl is a harlot
bent on ruining other
people’s marriages and I
am partially happy that she
is out of our lives but that
does not negate the fact
that you almost got her
pregnant in the quest of
having a child”
Richard was up too, looking
at me tongue-tied like
something was wrong with
me. That even made me
angrier.

“Tell me: since
when did you stop
believing that I could
actually get pregnant?”
He got back his tongue.
“What nonsense are you
ranting?” he growled.
My eyes widened.

“So now I
am saying nonsense,
right?” I spat glaring.
“I don’t know what the hell
is going through your brain
but I certainly don’t know
how a mere flimsy hug
translates to getting her
pregnant. What on earth
put that idea in your head”
he almost yelled, glaring.
We glared at each other for
some seconds before I
looked away.
“Well, it was not just the
mere hug” I said quietly,
boiling with anger.

“I
received a call a day before
from an anonymous caller
telling me of your
escapades with your
mistress. The hug was a
confirmatory sign.
” I
laughed slightly; bitterly. “As
if that was not enough, she
had the guts to visit me on
the hospital bed after I
fainted to explain to me
how you desperately
needed a child and that
since I could not give you
one, she was-”
“What?” Richard yelled,
cutting me short. He was
pacing angrily while I stood
with arms akimbo.

“What
rubbish? That lying
wench…” he paced and
paced, making me dizzy.
“Oh… so she is lying? Easy
to say since she is not here
to defend herself.” I said
cheekily.
He stopped and glared at
me.

“You don’t believe me?
Ok. Tell me what is between
you and Kelvin. You met him
before you met me and you
must love him more but
why must you have
anything to do with him
after all he did to you. I got
the picture where you were
holding him so
affectionately and I saw him
in your office also, so
confident that you would
not reject him. Tell me: what
is going on?”