Chapter 27
Blame it on my destiny
My bad omen
Or conclude that I am a bit sassy
I guess you'd rather want to hear the reason of my suffering or blabbering
Sia had left looking for Tanisha to tell her the truth about her fiancé aka that f##king son of a bitch Ravin guy
God bless! I was the one to suggest her to do so
Without knowing the consequences
Heaven knows what is Ravin guy is capable of!
I was supposed to be there with Sia, be her strength and support but here I am juggling with the legs of my pants trying to detangle my underwear from the zip of my jeans.
You can take a break and stop blaming it on me
Because it was Sia who rushed to get rid of my jeans and underwear in one go and got the two tangled and messed up.
Cant blame her she was eager to do the IT thing as I was
Now I am not able to wear the jeans with the white garment hanging off the chain of my pants
I always have the choice to wear something else
But I did not realize that Sia had given both my suits for laundry or ironing whatever and I only wore a single pair of jeans for the journey.
So I practically had nothing to wear as bottoms.
My shorts were wet and I need not clarify how
I had one last resort the multi colored striped short that Sia packed as a joke.
"You can wear and entertain me like a joker if I am bored" she said "on our honeymoon. We will go to our honeymoon right since we are getting married" she fluttered her lashes showcasing her secretive smile as she was hiding behind her secret plan of taking me to her cousins wedding instead of ours that she'd so calmly announced.
Whatever if the silly garment signifies me making fool of myself I do not mind, Sia needs me in this hour and she'll have me at this hour.
So quickly pulling over the multi-striped shorts and to not compromise on inviting a sheer humiliation I sported it with a yellow tee. I ignored the print on the tee saying, "I don't fart
Its my arse blowing flying kisses" for that was first thing available. Well to make the matter worst it also had a picture of two big butts blowing a kiss oops fart!!
If you haven't guessed it by now, it was a gift by Sia
I dashed for the door.
The phone buzzing next was another traitor because in spite of swiping the red dot at least twice it went ringing again
I finally had to pick it up
"Hello" I greeted "whose this? Can we talk a little later I am stuck with something urgent" without listening to the former one I was about to disconnect the call when the words spoken by the caller froze me on my steps "this is about Myna' he said, his voice muffled and secretive.
"I will call you back," I said wiping my forehead, the freezing weather doing nothing to calm my nerves.
"No don't call back please," the caller said, "this isn't my phone. So don't try the id either," he warned
"Say what you have to say," I said impatiently "Myna the girl you met today is not her real name and she..." the rest sentence stayed incomplete as I was left with a beeping engage tone.
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His Pretended Fianceé
HumorStatutory warning: the humour is intended for simple entertainment, author does not intend to offend any person, character or norms of society in any way. To pretend is to act. When we pretend to act like someone, we gradually transform into a perso...