~Torn Condom and divorce~
As soon as Mr. President barged into the bedroom, Aku flinched in fear.
“Oh gush! You sacred me!” she was all smiles, still yet to understand the angry looks on his face, “I was worried when I woke up this morning to see you were not by my side. Where the hell have you been, darling?” she asked.
He had been staring at her with his arms folded. The DNA test result was still fresh in his mind. Thunder and brimstone gathered in his eyes as he fought back tears. He was going to handle the issue as civil as he could. Yes.
“I am talking to you, darling. You don’t look happy. Who rattled your cage this blizzard morning?” she asked softly, raised a brow when she saw the tears trickling down his cheeks now. “What is wrong, darling? What happened” she sat up.
About crawling out of the bed, Mr. President dug his hand into his jacket, pulled out a paper and tossed at him. She puzzled, broken between staring at his offender and the paper. She was unperturbed yet curious. She had opened the paper.
“Divorce? You want to divorce me just barely two days of getting married? Is this a mistake or what?” he advanced to his side.
But Mr. President gestured at her to stay away before undressing hastily.
“Talk to me, dear!” she yelled, “Keeping quiet is not going to solve this. What is it that I did to get a divorce just barely two days of saying I do to you? What! Am I not pregnant for you already…”
“Fuck you, Aku.fuck you for that statement. You can deceive yourself but you can’t deceive me.” the redness in his eyes could flame up any moment. The network of veins on his face bulged so much that Aku was convinced hell had been let loosed.
She winked impatiently, waiting for explanations.
He was breathing as one climbing the summit of a mountain now. He didn’t nurture the vibe to utter word but he had to now. The tears trickling had initiated heavy phloem in his nostrils that he lost control to sniff.
Aku was broken within her pains, “Talk to me, sweetie ! What iniquity did I commit to warrant this divorce? Have I not been faithful to you?”
“Now you answer that question. Who is responsible for your pregnancy? Who?”
Aku’s hands shook with emotion and misery. She glared at her belly, rubbed it and asked, “What did you just say? Didn’t you go to the hospital with me when the doctor said I was pregnant with your twins?
“Oh you must be stupid, aku? You think I am foolish and insane at the same time. You have been fucking another dick. Yes.”
She raised a brow and wade off any iota of guilt that blew at her mind.
“Look me in the face and tell me it is only my dick you have been fucking! Do it! You are a cheap bitch that wants to reap from where you didn’t sow. I knew you were up to ruin . I decided to go on a trip and test your chastity but now I know you are a smelling unfaithful bitch…”
“Stop ! Stop! Stop! Why call me names? Who told you I have been fucking another dick? How sure are you about your claims? The DNA is not telling you the truth. You are responsible for the twins in my womb.”
He tittered scornfully, “Now I know the reason Senator Madu left your dirty ass for a handsome man like Nku. You disgust me. You are not supposed to dwell among humans.”
“Why are you saying all this to me? Why?” she wiped her tears and sobbed pitiably, “I have been faithful to you and never cheated on you which you know.”
Tears!
“Oh save me those crocodile tears. I hate you! I distaste the path you thread! You have the divorced papers. I am giving you forty eight hours to sign them and get the hell out of my life else you wouldn’t like my outburst.”
He shot his frown at her and dared to walk away but she hastened to him and dared to hold his arm.
“Hold on, sweetie! You can’t do this to me! I am innocent of this!” she couldn’t catch up with him. the door slammed on her face and she fell to the floor, weeping at the tops of her voice.
No other person came on her mind than Steve. “But he fucked me with condom. Yes! I saw him wear the condom,” she spoke within herself, changed into another dress and dashed out to meet Steve.
Steve was damn busy in the studio when she barged in on him. He raised a brow once she paced to his side, “Did you actually fuck me with condom on that very day?”
He shook his head, stuttering, “Y – Yes, I did. You saw me open the condom and wear over my dick. Is anything the problem, ma’am?” he asked anxiously, very much suspicious of the torn condom ruining her marriage.
“I am doomed. I am pregnant for an unknown man. My husband has served me divorced papers after running a DNA that shows he is not the father of the twins in my womb. I have forty eight hours to wave good bye to the love we share.”
“Oh my God!” Steve exclaimed and placed his hands on his head “That is outrageous! How come! I fucked you with a condom and I believe he has been fucking you without condom so he is supposed to be responsible for it.” He wished he could be bold enough to say the truth.
I am finished, Steve. I am finished. I can’t tell who is responsible for my pregnancy. Isn’t that shameful? Oh my God! Where do I go from here?” she wailed and left for home.
Steve dug his hand into his pocket, dug out the torn condom and stared at it before he stroked his hair confusedly…