Pole tena kwa msiba tena’ . I called Rita and she informed me they were almost leaving. I took a passport size shower and rushed to join the. That afternoon we buried mzee as per the muslim traditions. That evening Khadija accompanied with her parents came and migrated all her belongings to Mombasa.
That morning I was drifting between sleep and wakefulness while thinking of how drama and trouble had pitched tent on me. I promised myself I will quit eating women in my area with immediate effect. That day I was supposed to meet Sabrina, the Somali lady who wanted assistance in forex trading. Sabrina lived in the other side of the estate. There was no way I could fail to help such a nice lass acquire the basics. I woke up threw my duvet the other side and proceeded to the bathroom. Taking a shower was never my habit except on special occasions like when meeting Rita or Khadija. It’s never any boy’s habit as well. While in the bathroom, I heard a knock at the door.’Ni nani?’ I asked. ‘Maliza kuoga ntakuja jioni nkitoka kazi’. It was Rita. ‘Sawa kam after 10 mins’ I shouted as she bolted the door and left immediately. I had not spoken to Rita for a while. How come Rita is coming back when I want to do away with women?’ I asked myself. I had started losing interest in her as well.
I was in the bathroom scrubbing scales off my body. I guess the last time I had taken a full shower before that day was when I munched Rita, three weeks before. Taking shower every day is a reserve for gays. A real man should take a passport. You wash your body in strategic parts alone: head, arms legs and armpits.
I was taking a full bath that day because I was going to see Sabrina. I was hamming peacefully when a knock at the door startled me. ‘Ingia tu’ I shouted knowing its Rita who had come back. The noise of water spilling from the shower distracted me from hearing whose voice responded. ‘Kam tuoge pamoja ’ I said from the bathroom. ‘Hio bafu si ni kidogo, tutatosha kweli?’ the female voice asked.’Wee kam tu, ni muda tuoge pamoja’ I responded.’Sawa’. She affirmed.
Knowing that Rita was joining me in the bathroom, I started applying soap all over my body including the face. There was silence in the room except for the running shower water.”Conrad, is that you?’ a female voice disconcerted me. I opened my eyes just in time and found Beatrice Biyaki standing right in front of me naked. ‘Oh shit!!! Get out of here Beatrice’ I shouted as I rushed to cover my gogolo with my hands…..
TO BE CONTINUED