SACRIFICES WE MAKE FOR LOVE
“My mother has been hospitalized again, I want to go and see her as soon as possible.” She explained.
“Oh” I was lost of the best words to use.
“You know being the first born, I….”
“I know I know.” I cut her short. “I will ask my mother to drop you when she comes to pick me up.”
“Are you sure it will be fine with her?”
“What do you mean? I will tell her you are my friend. She is a good woman, you will like her.”
“Don’t you think its far too early for me to meet your mum?”
“Sugar, do not worry about anything OK? Besides mum could never even suspect me of having a girlfriend.” I reassured her.
“If you say so dear.”
“So we will begin by dropping you first so that I even get to know your home.”
“Sure. Let me finish packing my staff.”
“OK sugar, love you!”
“Much love.” She hung up.
I had plans to take her to dinner that evening, I wanted us to spend some quality time together but because her mother was sick, we had no option but to go home.
I called my mother after we both were ready to go.
“You can come now mum.” I told her soon as she picked up.
“OK we are coming.” Mum said excitedly.
“We? How many are you?”
“Me and your father of course.” The excitement in her voice very audible.
“Mum am no longer a kid, can you just come alone please. We will find dad at home huh.” Typical of my parents to pick me up like a kid in kindergarten. Coming to the university, they did the same. Now I felt grown, I needed some space. If not for Febby, I would have used a cab in fact.
” Thought you would be happy to see us!” She sounded a little disappointed.
“Look mum, I will be more than thrilled to meet dad at home. Come alone or don’t come at all.”
“Eish that hurts! Am coming though. You find a good reason to tell your father when you get here.”
“Thanks mum.” I hung up.
We sat on my bed waiting for my mother to come, Febby must have been nervous she sat quietly but tense. I held her hand.
“Hey love birds why are you seated in silence?”
“Hey dude, Febby’s mum is in hospital.”
“And I am the last to know? How sad.” Fred made a funny face.
“But why would you be the first to know?” I asked him jokingly.
“Because I am Fred.”
“Oh shut up Fred. What time are you even going home anyway? I will not miss you” I hit him with a pillow.
He hit back making Febby laugh. “You guys must be tribal cousins of some sort, you never get tired of fighting.” She giggled.
I was glad to see Febby smile although I knew deep inside she was not herself.
“There is a car outside.” Febby said. We both looked to the window at once. It was my mother, immediately, my phone began ringing. I ignored it and went straight outside.
“Hey baby.” She excitedly called as she moved towards me spreading her arms to hug me. I felt uncomfortable because I knew my girlfriend and silly roommate were watching through the window. I didn’t want both of them to see me like a mama’s boy.
“Are you OK?” She asked as she kissed my forehead.
“I have company mum.” I whispered.
“I already met Fred.” She pointed out.
“No, I have a new friend, I need you to drop her by her place kwa Mulenga.”
“Kwa mulenga?” She said with popped out eyes.
“Mum what’s shocking about that?” I frowned.
“Well I have never driven my car to that place. Are the roads OK?”
“We can discover together mum, there is always a first time.” I winked at her.
“So this is why you didn’t want your dad to come.?” She pointed at me with the you-naughty-child kind of look.
“Because my friend is a she.”
Mum laughed at me as she opened the door of her car in silence.
“What?” She is only a friend.”
“I didn’t say a thing baby. Tell her we got to go now.”
I went inside and asked Febby to say bye to Fred so we could go.
“Sugar, is it OK with your mum?” She asked for the last time as we past the door.
We walked to mum’s car and I introduced the two. We drove through town and we headed towards the Ndola road going to kwa Mulenga compound.
Getting off the main road, we turned towards the shanty compound with Febby giving us directions with a shaky voice. Children, were playing all over the place in the small single lane road. I could see that the dirty roads and dirty kids on them were getting to mum. Under other circumstances she would have drove back in no time.
As soon as got to Febby’s place, dirty looking kids surrounded the car and shouting: “Ba Febby Ba Febby.” While Febby just gave a small one sided smile with some ashamed face.
I could not imagine the fire that was going on in mum’s mind.