Sweet Hearts

Talks

     Chris leaned against the door frame, his stance deceptively calm from the frustrated rage he had inside.

Before him was a heavily clad Paul; his knuckles glittered from rings he bore on every finger. Hanging on Paul's neck were sequins and chains much to Chris's disgust.

"So?, Wollop what's poppin?". Paul rubbed his hands in glee

Wollop?. Where in the world is this dude from?.

Chris gritted his teeth and sat on a swivel chair beside Kcee.

"Introductions first". Mr Ore said sitting up in exaggerated excitement.

Chris rolled his eyes "That's not necessary".

"Hey man, quit the attitude yo, we ganna do this".

Chris felt his ears burn "Oga, can you please speak an understandable english, abeg".

Kcee nudged him with his elbow and turned to an amused-looking Paul.
"I'm sorry about him, I'm Kelechi Okafor but you can call me Kcee".

"Yo my man, that's no qualms. I'm Paul Rich, call me Pee". He smiled revealing his gold tooth.

"Chris?". Mr Ore called.

Chris shrugged "I'm Chris Donald".

"This should be fun". Kcee said beneath his breathe.

Chris surpressed a chuckle and turned to Paul's manager who was flipping furiously through the pages of some documents.

"Sir, you haven't introduced yourself".

"Oh!". He looked up from the papers "I'm Bashir Yusuf".

Chris nodded, that explained the two long tribal marks that appeared on both side of his cheek.

His mind wondered to Lara, what was she doing?.

Since his almost kiss with her, his homones raged on at the sight of her and the little things she did conspicuously.

She had carefully avoided seeing him throughout the last week, he knew she was avoiding him because she had insisted on moving to another room, she left the house before he woke up and she ensured she had slept before he came home. And most nights, he had contemplated sneaking up to her room to watch her sleep but decided against it. He didn't want to be tagged a creep but wasn't he?.

"Don't fret guys, I do this before singing". Paul said and proceeded to kiss every ring on his fingers.

Chris rolled his eyes in sync with Kcee who let out a sigh and buried his face in his palm.

This was going to be a long day, he thought to himself.

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   After a hectic morning spent in the designing apartments; measuring, sewing new wears and watching models-to-be auditioned, Lara decided to visit Brenda.

Brenda ran a large unisex salon where she was normally patronised for her beauty care services.

"Kilode?, This one you came to my salon, wetin happen?".

"Arrgh-ah, I can't visit you again or what?".

Brenda rolled her eyes and took a crispy bite from her biscuits.

Lara giggled at her actions "How's baby Luke?".

Brenda shot an eyebrow "Baby who?".

Lara sat and crossed her legs "Oh!, I've named my god son already".

"So, what if it's a girl?". Brenda asked with a chuckle.

"Then we'll name her.."

"You'll". Brenda corrected.

"Fine, I'll name her Laide Ayomide".

Brenda burst into laughter leaving Lara in utmost confusion, but her laughter was contagious and before long Lara joined.

"Laide?".

Lara nodded "I like the name"

"Then you'll give your daughter the name". Brenda said between laughs.

Lara composed a calm smile. She hadn't thought of having a little girl with Chris's brown eyes and his face; a mini female Chris. She blushed at the thought of it, having a kid for Chris didn't sound so bad.

Woah, hold your thoughts together, would you?.

"How's your husband?"

"He's fine". Lara replied.

Strangely, she had kept dreaming about kissing Chris' lips after the night his parents visited and running her hands through his chest.

She had dreamt the previous night of her snuggling in his broad chest and taking in his musk scent.

"Come back to your planet madam". Brenda said waving her hand at Lara's face.

"Huh?".

"You were thinking about Chris, right?. Oh don't tell me, my baby and I don't want to hear anything nasty".

Lara rolled her eyes "You say the stupidest things".

Brenda stood and stretched her body "Sammy and I have an appointment with the doctor by 2".

"So you want me to go"

"Did I say anything?"

Lara sighed "My parents-inlaw visited last two weeks".

Brenda's eyes widened "Shuu,
wetin happen?".

"I don't want to talk about it"

"That bad?".

"Yes, my mother-in-law said something about Cecilia calling her".

"Woah, Isn't Cecilia your husband's ex?". Brenda asked sitting beside her.

Lara nodded.

"Why is she calling your mother-in-law?".

"I don't know"

"Lara tell me, what's going on?".

Tears brimmed her eyes "His mum thinks it's my fault for agreeing to follow my dad's dying wishes by marrying her son".

Brenda gave her hand a little squeeze "What's Chris saying about it?".

Lara shrugged "We'll be getting a divorce by the end of the year".

"Divorce ke?, Kilo fa?".

"This marriage thing, it's tiring"

"Lara". Brenda drawled "Maje ki binu si òho, how can you say that?"

"I'm tired of his mum's issues, dealing with Cecilia, I mean I'm just confused about this whole thing".

Well that was half the truth, she was tired of everything but She couldn't bring herself to tell her best friend that her marriage was a sham.

She would at the right time, she thought to herself.

Brenda let out a sigh "I suggest you go see a counselor with your hubby".

Translations
*Kilode
What?

*Kilo fa?
Why?

*Maje ki binu si òho
Don't make me mad at you.

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