Dysfunctional - S01 E12

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Dysfunctional - S01 E12

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 12

Sommy's POV

Just as Bosco drove off away from the restaurant, I remembered what the lady said earlier on,

“You two look good together” I scoffed. She had to be high on something!

I went back home that night, my little self-contain. I saw a neighbor’s child rush over to me.

“Aunty you’re back” he said opening his teeth, I could barely see any, most of his teeth had fallen off.

“You’ve sold your teeth to Lizard again Shea?” I asked and he laughed.

“Aunty there was a package for you”

“What package?” I asked,

“Mom kept it for you”

“Seriously?” I asked. I still found it unbelievable.

“She’s bringing it for you”

“Amebo!” I heard the mom yell. She walked towards me holding a blue shopping bag.

“A delivery guy came to drop this” she passed it to me and I collected it.

“Who could have sent it?” I didn’t realize I had said that out.

“Maybe your boyfriend”

“My boyfriend is not in town” I replied.

“Maybe he sent a surprise gift”

“Maybe” I agreed.

I unlocked the door then entered still staring at the bag as though it was a foreign or alien object.

I dropped my bag then immediately opened the bag seeing the blue gown I admired at the boutique.

Definitely Bosco! I thought to myself. A smile crepy through my cheek

Then I sighted another thing in a flat rectangular case.

I opened it to find a silver neck chain in it.

“Wow” I muttered then I squeaked unconsciously.

Someone definitely has romantic bones, I thought to myself then I picked up my phone to call him.

“Good evening” I cleared my throat after he picked up.

“What happened?” He asked,

“What happened?” I asked,

“Why would you ask me that”

“Cause you’ve never called me. I do the calling” he complained and I rolled my eyes.

“I bet you’re rolling your eyes right now” he guessed,

“You’re wrong”

“Yes… It’s only pertinent for you to say that”

“I saw your present”

“Ah I see” he replied. “I noticed you really loved it the other day”

“I did and I still do” I replied in a squeaky tone.

“What about the necklace?” I asked,

“Yeah, about that,” he paused, “Debby said the cloth would look good on a silver necklace”

“It looks really nice” I raised the necklace up then I bit my lip.

“You think so? Coming from you, that’s a good comment”

“Don’t make me regret”

“What’s it with you ladies and dresses and accessories. For once be like men and not bother about what you wear”

“They make us beautiful”

“Do you wear necklace? I don’t think I’ve seen you in one” he added and I sensed insults coming in. I needed to hang up.

“Thanks” I added,

“I didn’t get that” he answered and I rolled my eyes. I knew he wanted me so say it again.

“I said thank you” I repeated and he chuckled.

“Now I have it on record”

“What?” I asked In regret.

“I’m sorry but i learnt from the master. You’re welcome” he replied. “Good night Dr. Sommy” he added in laughter and I hung up.

I woke up on Tuesday morning with a bashful smile on my face. It was the last day of the bet. I couldn’t wait to cruise In my new car; scratch that second handed car.

I’ve always wanted to get myself a secondhanded car but I’ve been short on cash and now I’ll put my savings into my forth-coming wedding.

I know it seems as though I’m being forward, but lt has to be a proposal. I feel it in my guts, it can’t be anything apart from a marriage proposal.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not one of those single ladies who go around being desperate for a proposal but I’ve search and searched my thought, what other surprise can it be?

On monday when he called me, he told me he would be coming on Thursday.

I knew this week was bound to be a very good week. First thing I did that morning was to go for my morning exercise rounds then I took my bath rushing back to the clinic since I had an appointment with Bosco.

I breathe in and out; I didn’t know which I was excited about, the fact Joshua was coming or the fact I would finally have the freewill to say whatever I please or the fact that I would be blessed with a car before the day ends. I had a book filled with a lot of naughty comments I wanted to tell him.

I sighed again, then I felt the need to fart. My belly made stormy noises. I haven’t taken anything that morning.The last time i ate was the moimoi mom brought over to my house last night.

Just when I was about to release the fart, Filda walked in.

“Dr. O’Brien is making complains about you to the CEO right now” she announced.

“What’s biting his ass now?”

“I have no idea. Do you want to check it out?”

“The last thing I want is to bother myself with that man that complains like a woman.”

“Okay. Your friend called, that Emmanuel Apapa”

“Oh” I paused.

He hasn’t stopped calling since the day we met outside the restaurant.

I clearly didn’t exchange numbers with him. He googled me and then called the company line.

“He said he wanted to stop by but I told him you had a very busy schedule”

“Did you also tell him I have a boyfriend?” I snapped and Filda laughed.

“That’s not my job to clear out.”

“It’s not my fault the guy thinks I’m single” I added and she laughed.

“Leave me out of this Dr. Sommy. I’ve got a lot on my plate already”

“Like what?”

“For starters, you” she snapped then walked out of the office.

I still wonder why I haven’t fired her. Yes of course, apart from being a secretary, she’s also a friend to me. She was one of those persons who knew me inside and out.

Before anyone walked in, worst Bosco, I had to release my fart. I was already disturbed by it.

I sighed in relief. The foul smell filled the whole room. It stinked like a four days old soaked beans.

I couldn’t even live with it. If I spent a minute in this office with this level of stink, the company might need to pull me out with a stretcher.

I was literally running out of oxygen. I pulled my bag to remove my perfume to spray then Bosco walked in. I knew the worst had just happened.

Bosco's POV

Mark’s case was already settled, the judges concluded that Mark would spend six months in jail and would be released only of we take him to a rehabilitation or a special centre where he could get help. I wanted to take a trip so I could see him but Peter advised that I don’t. I didn’t know why.

Tuesday was the last day of the deal we made. I woke up hesitantly from the bed. I didn’t want it to end. Urgh! Then Dr. Sommy would have to resume being saucy.

On my way to the clinic, my prayers got answered in a kind of way. I got a message from my secretary. My client was in trouble. Definitely I won’t have any session with her today.

I was almost close to the clinic so I decided to tell Dr. Sommy personally rather than give her a call. I saw Filda come out of Dr. Sommy’s office.

She was chuckling to herself.

“Good morning Filda” I greeted,

“Good morning Sir” she replied.

“Dr. Sommy is in, should I call her?”

“What’s the use? I won’t be having the session today”

“Hope no problem Sir?”

“Nothing really serious” I answered then pressed the door knob down and the door opened.

Dr. Sommy did seem uneasy after I walked in.

“Good morning” she said and paused trying to observe her.

“Good morning to you too” I replied and then something hit me like a bomb or a meteor rock from the sky.

The smell was the foulest! I have never perceived anything worse than it.

“Why does your office stink?” I asked and she gently played with a pen close to her.

It made sense, she definitely fouled the air. How could she? Couldn’t she have made sure no one walked into such… How could she even survive in this?

If I spend another minute in there, I might never get the smell off my suit.

“Dr. Sommy” I called out, “You’re unbelievable!” I shouted then walked out of the office. I think it entered into my mouth already! My mouth tasted like her fart.

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