But as soon as he held my walst, I heard a voice right from the kitchen doorstep.
My heart immediately jolted up from my ribcage. That was my own daughter’s voice, and her husband’s hand was still wrapped around my walst.
“Jesus!” My daughter – Jane, screamed.
“Mummy? Tunde? What is going on here?”
I glanced at Tunde’s face, scared that we had been caught but he… he had a very wide smile.
“Your mum was about to fall,” he said. “So I just quickly held her up. She has been really stressing herself lately.”
I was in the greatest disbelief of my existence. Not only was Tunde a big cheat, he was also a very smooth liar.
Tunde was a smooth criminaI!
Chai! I bowed my head to the ground, what a great mistake I had made by allowing my daughter to get married to such a man.
“Mummy?” Jane said, walking closer. “Is that true? Are you okay?”
I looked at my daughter’s innocent, worried face and then at Tunde. He was still standing there with a dirty smirk.
“Yes, my dear,” I forced a smile. “I slipped and almost fell but Tunde was fast enough to catch me. He is… a very ‘attentive’ husband.”
Jane looked at me with concern. “Mummy, please be careful o, you are too precious for anything to happen to you.”
She paused and continued, “And I’ve told you to not work yourself out.”
She walked over to Tunde and hugged him, kissing him on the cheek. “Thank you so much, honey, for being so alert.”
My goodness!
I felt like screaming, I felt like vomiting.
I shifted my gaze to Tunde, he wasn’t just smiling; he was winking at me while his wife was still in his arms.
“It’s okay, my daughter,” I said. “Go and check the baby, I’m fine.”
As soon as Jane turned her back and walked out of the kitchen, the atmosphere changed.
Tunde didn’t back down, instead, he stepped even closer, trapping me between the kitchen counter and his bodƴ.
He leaned in close to my ear, and whispered in a low baritone voice.
“That was a close one, I never knew you were such a good actress.”
I felt anger run down my spine, this man really thought we were partners in crime. He thought he had a secret bond with me, I was disgusted.
“Tunde, you have a very deceptive tongue,” I said, turning back to the pot.
“And you have a very soft walst,” he replied boldly, his eyes roaming my bodƴ without any shame. “Since you gave me the ‘privilege’ earlier, does it mean the offer is still open tonight?”
“What offer ?” I asked.
“Jane will be asleep early… she’s always tired these days,” He said confidently.
What??! I felt like lifting up my hand to land a dirty sIap on Tunde’s face. How could he be planning to cheat on his wife who just gave birth a month ago? He was truly a m0nster.
But then, I remembered my mission. If I wanted him to fall into my trap, then I had to play the game.
I turned around and gave him a small seductlve smile.
“Tonight is too soon, Tunde. A woman like me needs to be toasted properly, but don’t worry… you will get exactly what you are looking for.”
His hands were all over my walst, my own daughter’s husband, right when his wife’s baby was crƴing in the parlor.
As he rubbed my waIst, I was already planning our first night together, the night I would change his life forever with one infection.
HlV!
“Tonight is too soon, Tunde.” I said, “a woman like me needs to be toasted properly, but don’t worry… you will get exactly what you are looking for.”
Tunde’s eyes lit up like a lightbulb when I said that, he didn’t even try to hide his excitement.
“Toasted properly?” he chuckled, moving his hand to touch my hair. “I didn’t know you were this romantlc. Don’t worry, I know how to handIe a woman like you.”
“You’re such a naughtƴ man,” I replied. “Now leave me to finish this food before Jane starts wondering why you’ve been in the kitchen for so long.”
He blew me a kiss and walked out while I stood there frozen at a spot. I had to remind myself why I was doing this. It wasn’t for fun; it was for revenge.
I needed to find a way to get him into my bǝd without Jane ever finding out. My plan was simple; get him in, get him infected, and get out.
I finished cooking and served the food.
Throughout dinner, Tunde kept rubbing his foot against mine under the table and each time I looked up, he would give me a dirty smirk.
Meanwhile, my daughter – Jane was busy talking about the baby’s vaccination.
“Mummy, you’re not eating,” Jane noticed, looking at my plate. “Is something wrong?”
“Nothing, my dear. Just a little headache,” I lied.
“You should go to bed early,” Jane suggested. “Tunde and I can handle the dishes.”
Tunde’s reaction changed immediately, he was already thinking about our plan for the night.
***
By 11:00 PM, my daughter had gone to sleep, the baby was quiet and the whole house was silent. Everything was pitch perfect.
I was in my room, sitting on the edge of my bed when suddenly, I heard a faint sound.
My door handle began to turn slowly, my heart started racing. Was Tunde really coming? Was he really this heartless to follow up on our plan?
The door opened just a little, it was him. He was wearing only a toweI around his waist.
“I told you I was coming,” he whispered, locking the door behind him. “I had to quietly escape without waking up my wife.”
He started walking toward my bed, his eyes fixed on me. But just as he reached out to touch my shoulder, we heard a loud, sharp knock on the door.
“Mummy? Are you awake?”
It was Jane’s voice, she was standing right in front of my door.
Tunde froze immediately. My heart rate intensified, I could hear it drumming loudly as I breathed rapidly.
If Jane walked in and saw her husband in my room with only a toweI, then it would be all over.
She would never believe me.
“Mummy? I heard voices. Is someone in there with you?” Jane asked, as her hand began to press against the door handle.
Tunde looked at the window, then at the wardrobe, then back at me, he was shaking.
“Hide me!” he whispered.
But before I could even move, the door handle twisted. Goosebumps gushed out of my skin as the door flew wide open.
As soon as my daughter’s husband tried to sIeep with me, I did not stop him because I planned to give him HlV. But just when he was on my bẹd, the door flew wide open… and right there was his wife, standing right in front of the door!
Her flashlight was on, pointing straight into my room.
But as I turned to look beside me, Tunde – her husband was no longer there! Just like black magic, he had quickly hid behind the curtain.
My heart continued pounding, my throat tightened and even saliva could no longer pass through my throat.
I looked at Tunde, who was trying to shrink himself behind the curtain, but it was quite obvious.
He was standing there, half-nakǝd, in his mother-in-law’s room at midnight!
“Mummy?” Jane said, stepping into the room.
I closed my eyes, waiting for the scream, waiting for the truth to be exposed, waiting for my daughter’s heart to break into a million pieces.
“Mummy, why is the light off?” She asked.
I opened my eyes slowly, to my greatest relief, Jane wasn’t looking at the curtain where Tunde was hiding.
She was looking straight at me…
“I… I was just about to sleep, Jane,” I stammered. “You know I don’t like the light to be on when I sleep.”
“Mummy, I heard voices,” Jane said, walking closer to my bed. “I thought I heard you talking to someone.”
I quickly shifted my gaze to the curtain, I could see Tunde’s toes from the bottom.
It was at that moment my heart rate skyrocketed once again, if my daughter took just one step closer, then she would surely see Tunde.
“I was praying, Jane,” I said quickly, “I was praying loudly because of the headache I told you about. You know how I talk when I’m interceding in prayers.”
Jane stared at me for a moment then spoke up. “Okay, thank God. I was worried for a moment.”
She sat on the edge of my bed, just inches away from where her husband was hiding. But I could hear him breathing heavily and I kept on praying Jane wouldn’t hear it too.
“Mummy, I’m glad you’re awake,” she said, her voice suddenly sounding very sad. “I wanted to talk to you about Tunde.”
My legs began to vibrate. Could she have found out everything?
“What about him?” I asked, trying to keep my hands from shaking.
“I think he’s hiding something from me,” she said as tears began to well up her eyes. “He has been acting so strange lately. Always on his phone smiling, he doesn’t even have time for me anymore.”
“Hmm!” I sighed.
“Mummy, do you think he’s seeing someone else?”
I looked at the curtain, Tunde was hearing everything. His wife was crying because of him, right in front of the woman he was trying to sIeep with.
I had two choices; I could tell Jane to look behind that curtain and end the marriage right that moment.
Or I could keep the secret and continue with my plan to give him the “gift” he deserved.
HlV!
If I exposed him, then he would just be a cheat. But if I kept quiet, he would regret it for the rest of his life.
“Jane, look at me,” I said, taking her hand.
“Yes mum,” she answered.
“Don’t worry about Tunde. Men can be foolish sometimes, but everything will be okay very soon. Just go back to bed and take care of your baby, I will handle everything.”
Jane wiped her eyes and nodded. “Thank you, Mummy. I don’t know what I would do without you.”
She stood up and kissed my forehead. But as she walked toward the door, she suddenly stopped and turned back.
She looked at the curtain and asked the question I had been scared of all along.
“Mummy, why is that curtain moving?”
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