MuNa √ (COMPLETED)

#3 - ONE KAIN 😱

"Muna, put the soup on fire after you carry the water down." Muna's aunty informed her after she left the kitchen.

"Okay.'' Muna answered but inwardly she was groaning.
Seriously! Mrs TMI was what she and Amara called her stepmother behind her back.
Of course, they were eating garri and soup for dinner so Muna knew without being told that after she carried the water to make garri down, she would have to put the soup on the fire.
But Mrs TMI had to inform her the same way she informed her to use her spoon to eat.

But nothing could and would spoil Muna's happy mood. She had been her happiest in the last three months since she and Kesi reconciled - not that they broke up - but he had cleared her doubts.
He had apologized for his absenteeism and they had hung out regularly enough to make up for the first two months of the year.

But best of all, they had begun having sex again and regularly and it was so goooood especially since she no longer felt like old used goods.

The sex was even more regular because she knew come September, he would be going to school in the UK like his older siblings while she'd be here in Nigeria hustling admission.
Actually, as soon as Waec finished in July, he would be leaving to stay with his elder brother. So she had like two months with him. She didn't even want to think about it.

She finished making the garri and started sharing it into their plates. She put a sizable portion in hers. Usually one cup of garri was all she handle but lately she'd been eating a lot. She who usually saved her snacks money instead of using it to buy lunch at school now used it daily to buy egg rolls ,donuts and ice-cream.
She knew it was cos of the WAEC stress (and all the sex she'd been having lately)
The Waec stress had even made her fall sick few months ago. She had had fever and malaria and it had even led to nausea and vomiting but thank God for drugs and her strong immune system because she was okay now.
She rarely fell sick and knew it would take a year or two before she fell sick again.
She called her Aunty (she never called her mom though she knew that's what her stepmother wanted and had been hoping for the past ten years she had been married to her dad) to come and put soup and she began to carry everyone's garri to the dining table.

"Chisom! Akuchi and Ikenna! Come and carry washing and drinking waters," she called out to her younger half-siblings. They were ages 9, 7 and 5 respectively. Her father was already sitting at the dining table waiting for his food and watching TV at the same time.

'He must be really hungry' Muna thought cos she knew that he had a small appetite like her or like she used to have.

During dinner, the conversation flowed and questions went as usual to her Waec.
These people do not know how to observe table manners!

"What paper did you write today?" her father asked thought she told him the day before at dinner.

"Economics," she answered.

"How was it?" he asked like his question would change anything that happened at the exams.

"Fine." of. course "I wrote well." she added. 
What else was she supposed to say. She felt tired. She wanted to just eat and go to bed but she knew it wouldn't be possible because she had to wash the pots and plates before going to bed.
She had an afternoon paper the next day but she told her parents (stepmother to be precise) that it was morning because she and Kesi had planned to meet up before the exams at his house which was now their new meeting place cos his parents would have gone to work by then.

"...i really hope so because you know you're going to be studying Economics in the University..." Her dad was still talking.
Muna felt him become smaller and smaller cos she was feeling so dizzy. She shook her head to wake herself up. She was practically falling asleep at the dining table in the middle of dinner. No...it wasn't sleep. It was more like her head was turning upside down and she felt so weak.
Her hands were shaking slightly and she could just barely lift her garri in her hand much more form a ball. She couldn't wait to be done with dinner so she could go into her room and lie down. The pots and plates could wait till morning. The exams was really telling on her.

She decided to just forget about dinner and just go and lie down for a while.

"Daddy thank you. Mummy thank you," she drawled as she reached for the wash bowl. Her voice sounded like it was coming from two worlds away to her ears. It took all of her strength to simply wash her hands.

"Muna, why didn't you..."were the last words she heard as she stood up to take her plates to the kitchen.

Next thing she knew she was on the floor and everything went black.