Chapter 4 ~The Return Of His Wife~

• Chapter 4
• ~The return of his wife~
• A phone call came on Sen. Madu’s iPhone and it said, ‘my honey’ on its screen. He quickly uncoiled from Nku and the warmth that held them together chilled. Nku anxiously sat up in the bed. Sen. Madu gestured at him to remain shut as the unfelt presence of his wife struck in his head. Covering his nakedness with the blanket, Nku kept searching for his Gap Anchor boxers. He had never been so confused in his life. He ransacked everywhere.
• “Yes, honey, yes,” Sen. Madu answered with an undisputed fear and shivering. The end of the call soon quelled his fear as he flung the iPhone into the bed. “My wife wants to catch a flight from London. Perk up, hurry and get the cookery book. I want something special for her.”
• Nku graciously found his boxers lying at the edge of the bed. He turned his back to Sen. Madu, unwound from the blanket and slid into his boxers. His insecurity and fear was so much that even in air-conditioned room he was sweating profusely. He wiped his face with the back of his right palm and sighed. “Ok, sir,” he said and stamped his feet to leave.
• Sen. Madu called him, “Nk.” Nku stopped without turning around. His face was stitched up with anger and an unending blinking of his eyebrow ensued. “You‘re the big red heart that pumps joy into my veins. Keep pumping even as my wife arrives,” he said and sighed.
• Nku turned around and saw a bald head with a luxuriant moustache, heavily standing on a thick, protruded stomach with darkened hairs that could replace a mop and he wondered how such masculine nature would make him fall in love. He sighed, remained silent and quickly walked out of the door.
• He was in his bathroom, staring in the mirror and thinking hard: Does it mean he has a wife? What did he see in leaving a woman for a man? I don’t understand this man. What is it that he saw in me? How does he enjoy me, a man like him? Well what is my business? I’ll pretend as Ife said and in few months I will be a millionaire. Despite he is a politician Ife can win this case. He breathed hard and stared into the mirror, addressing those handsome looks now. His girlfriend, Opula said he had it all; from his neat flat-top haircut, to pink sizeable lips juiced from water melon and toned skin under lush beards. His Grecian nose had always been a pulling power unto the girls. Nature never cheated him for once, he thought, as he caressed his body in the shower. Suddenly the usual spiky pain pulled through his buttocks. He grinned and his eyes crinkled. He quickly turned off the shower and ran out naked to get his pain relief pills. He reached for a bottle of water and glugged down the two tablets in his mouth. As he sat with his eyes closed, he gulped for air and slightly grinned again. The pain still persisted. Such lousy pain had left him shattered in the past eight months he had slept with Sen. Madu and he unbelievably wondered if he, Sen. Madu, would ever be gentle in bed, and cut down on penetrating his anus with his penis. He could hear the tap-tap-tap sound of a flip flop at the corridor and he knew it was Sen. Madu, probably coming to his room.
• “NK! NK!” he called, “You’d better be fast! Time is running out! The food should be ready before her arrival!” Sen. Madu shouted behind his door and then he quickly asked again, “Did you lock it? Did you lock your door, eh? Why?”
• Nku replied aloud, quickly sneaking into the bathroom “Yes, sir! I am running my bath!” He wished the locked door could convince Sen. Madu he had had enough; that his buttocks and groin had lost their shock absorbers; that he was only dying in silence and pretense. After his bath, he picked his phone and glanced at the pictures of himself and Sen. Madu having sex. He tried to smile. My plans are working out. I’ll be rich and he will remain in jail, mad man.
• “What could do for dinner?” Nku asked himself, pointing into cookery, “Em, em, em,” he wondered and finally nodded when he saw what to prepare. He wanted to wear his apron but shook his head. What Sen. Madu displayed the other time struck in his head; he said he looked sexy in the apron, spanked his buttocks and followed him around. He went on to prepare brown rice, chicken white stew and salad. He would avail her to taste of his favorite Green Monster juice, so he prepared some and chilled it in the freezer. Nku had his dinner in the kitchen. He would not want to eat with Sen. Madu and his wife at the dining where he and Sen. Madu could lock eyes. He poured himself a glassful of the Green Monster juice, and sipped. The smoothie taste moistened his tongue so well that he wished Opula was around him…