Bukky - S01 E04

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Bukky - S01 E04

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

There was light off. Bukky and her aunt sat outside the house

with some of their neighbours. Many complained about the

incessant shortage of power supply, the terrible heat, and the

nation’s economy as a whole. A few people spread their mats

and lay under the moon, cooled by the night breeze. She

wished she could join them. She was already feeling sleepy,

but, dreaded sleeping in the hot baked room. She heard

someone whistle. She turned her head and sighted Gbemiga

standing by the entrance of the bungalow. He was looking

straight at her. He retreated and stepped back in. Her dark

anxious eyes darted left and right. She mumbled into her

aunt’s ear that she was going in. The woman nodded and

continued talking to the house wife seated beside her. She

got up slowly and went in. She saw Gbemiga walking towards

the back of the house. She hurried after him.

He halted behind the large kitchen shared by everyone living

in the house and turned around. He smiled broadly when he

saw Bukky walking towards him. It was dark, but the full

moon illuminated their surroundings. She stood in front of

him and folded her arms across her chest. She felt a tinge of

happiness at the thought that she was finally alone with him.

She saw him briefly that morning when she left for the

market to hustle for her daily bread, and when she returned,

she ran errands for her aunt until it grew dark. The lack of

electrical supply also made movement a bit restricted.

“How are you doing?” he grinned at her. He had been longing

to speak with her all day.

“I am okay,” she stared right back at him.

“I will be leaving for school tomorrow morning.”

She paled. She had tried not to think of the day he would

resume school. They just started dating. Would the time

apart make their bond closer and stronger or fragile?

“I will be home for the Christmas holiday,” he tried to cheer

her up. The sad glint in her dark eyes mirrored is own state

of mind.

“That is almost four months away,” she complained and

frowned. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to start a relationship

with him. Maybe they should have waited.

He reached out for her hands and held it in is warm ones, “I

am going to miss you too. You can always visit.”

“I don’t know my way to your school,” she began to shake

her head.

“My school is a popular place, you will not get missing,” he

tried to convince her.

She raised an eyebrow and stared back at him. She doubted

if she would be able to visit him in school. The transportation

fare would surely be cut-throat.

“The café guy I introduced you to will help you check your

mails and send replies.”

She dropped her gaze. She wasn’t comfortable with the

arrangement. She couldn’t read or write. What choice do

they have? She swore to herself. She would get educated one

way or another.

“I am going to miss you greatly,” he drew her close and

wrapped his arms around her.

She swallowed hard and looked up at him. Her skin became

tensed due to his nearness. Her heart missed a beat. What if

someone caught them? She pushed the thought and tried to

relax. She wouldn’t be seeing him again for a very long time.

“I am going to miss you too.”

He dropped his head and claimed her lips. She froze. Should

she push him away? Should she bask in the euphoric

sensations that coursed through her nerve cells for a while

then stop him? Indecision numbed her for a moment. She

parted her lips and leaned into him. She heard him groan.

She kissed him back; like a good student, she copied the way

he maneuvered his lips and tongue. She felt his hands

cradling her hips, and then settled on her soft, firm backside.

He guided her towards the concrete wall. She rested against

the rough wall, hands wrapped around his neck. She felt the

pressure of the bulge between his thighs. The way he rubbed

against her turned her on and to her surprise, the desire to

be united with him clouded her mind.

She jerked backwards the instance she felt his hand on her

bosom. She adjusted her blouse and lifted her shocked gaze

to meet his intense ones. Why did he touch her like that? The

fact that she allowed him to kiss her didn’t give him the right

to fondle her.

“I am sorry.”

He didn’t look apologetic. She eyed him.

“I got carried away.”

“Don’t do that again,” her warning eyes remained on his face.

He smiled, “Okay. Whenever you are ready.”

“Ready for what?” her eyes widened.

He chuckled, “It is normal for two people who really like each

other to express their feelings physically.”

She began to shake her head in disagreement.

“Come on. This is part of every relationship.”

“Not this one,” her eyes hardened with seriousness.

He opened his mouth to speak, and then closed it.

“I promised God that I will keep myself until my wedding

night.”

He scratched his head. Every single girl he dated in the past

allowed him to touch them. Although as a Christian, he

wasn’t supposed to indulge in sex before marriage, but, at

times, things got out of hand.

“If this relationship is going to progress, we can’t sleep with

each other,” she folded her arms against her chest.

He stared back at her, “But, we can still kiss and…”

“Maybe once in a while. But, you can’t touch me… you can’t

just grab me and start touching me anyhow,” her face

wrinkled in a frown.

He sighed, “I get your point, it’s fine by me,” he hoped to be

able to dissuade her from her almighty rules sooner than

later.

She sighed with relief. She would have called the whole thing

off if he had insisted on compulsory physical intimacy in

their relationship.

“Will you be able to see me off tomorrow morning?”

She nodded quickly, “Yes.”

“Good.”

Her eyes darted about the moment she heard voices afar off,

“I have to go. My aunt might be looking for me.”

“Okay. See you in the morning.”

She smiled at him.

“Can I get a goodnight hug?”

The smile faded, “Don’t be an Oliver Twist,” she backed away,

turned around and sauntered off.

He started to laugh, leaned against the wall and sighed

heavily. Thoughts of his girlfriend flooded his mind. It was a

good thing that he would be resuming school the next day.

The distance would help to cage his amorous feelings

towards her. He placed both hands on his head. He

reminisced on the taste of her lips, the smoothness of her

skin and the way his body responded to her proximity. He

wished he could stay in her arms forever.