SACRIFICES WE MAKE FOR LOVE
“Please be back on time!” Mum called after me as I headed towards Febby’s place.
“OK.” I shouted back as I turned around the corner.
I had persuaded mum to drop me off on her way to work. But because she was late, she dropped me at a little distance away from the place. It wasn’t that far though so I walked. When I got near the house, I dialled her line.
“Sugar” I tried to sound as low as I could.
“Hey sugar.” She responded.
“Am sorry I can’t make it today.” I have traveled to Ndola and am only likely to be back after a week.” I lied.
“Oh OK then. What is in Ndola?” She asked.
“Really sugar is that all you could say? Oh OK then?” I imitated her. “Well then I am going back, I was outside your house but since you don’t want to..?
She giggled making me feel a lot at peace. How I missed that sound!
“Am coming!” She hung up and in seconds she was out with me hugging me tighter than any hug I had ever received.
After a long moment of silence, she broke the hug and sighed. I breathed too.
“Am happy to see you. So happy.” She hugged me again.
“Am happy too sugar. I missed you so much. Can we find a place to sit?”
“Oh pardon my manners, let’s go inside.” She said and we both laughed.
I sat in the small sitting room, it was in fact smaller than my own bedroom, her siblings came in line to greet me all smiling like I was some important visitor. They sat around me staring and making me feel really uncomfortable. The resemblance among them was indeed visible, the last born especially looked like Febby and the other boy. Febby introduced them as Gertrude, Jacob, Thandiwe, kelvin and lastly chimwemwe the beauty princess.
Though I felt uneasy, we interacted here and there. It was my first experience with kids of course and deep inside, i prayed they like me. I found it crazy though to be respected, the way they addressed me, Ba kangwa made me feel real big.The kids were fun and they asked me funny questions, but the funniest ones came from chimwemwe.
” Ba Kangwa, are you going to marry Ba Febby?” The little girl asked while sitting on Febby’s laps.
“Chimwemwe!” Febby scolded.
And we all laughed.
After a while she asked again.
” Are you going to make babies?”
“Chimwemwe enough now go outside and play with your friends.” Febby instructed.
“No I want to talk to Ba Kangwa.” She protested.
“What do you to talk to him about?” Gertrude asked.
“I want to tell him about my school.” She grinned
“Liar! Just go and play.” Kelvin said.
“If I go, you too will go with me.” She folded her hands and made a face.
We all laughed again.
“Well go then, Tandiwe too. Come on go.” Febby said and the last three unwillingly left us.
Just after a while, chimwemwe ran back inside and asked me while panting.
“Ba kangwa is it true you don’t want to talk to me?”
“Who said so?” I asked with a smile on my face.
“Its kelvin!” She said.
“Tell kelvin that he is a liar.”
“Kelvin!” chimwemwe ran back shouting.
Being around Febby’s siblings made me miss the sisters and brothers I never had. I imagined myself having at least a sister or brother. Maybe then, my parents wouldn’t have been treating me like a baby. I was now in university and my mother still kissed me every now and then, calling me baby in front of anyone. My parents really took me for a little child, I had to tell them every move I made and that is why I never had friends because they had to approve of everyone I spoke too, but well, they always found faults in all my friends while in my primary school. From then, I gave up on finding friends because I just couldn’t find the ideal one to fit my mum and dad.
My parents had therefore become my only friends over the years.
Before leaving Febby’s house I handed her a brown envelop and told her to open it after I was gone. Febby and her siblings escorted me to the bus station and I got on a bus to town and another to my place.
“Hey sugar, I am now home” I called her immediately I got home.
“Kangwa, thanks so much for the money.” She said referring to the k300 I had put in the envelop.
“Don’t mention it. I wish I could do more.”
“No Kangwa you have been more than kind to me. I don’t want you to stress. We will survive.”
“Don’t say that again. Sugar let me help whenever I can. You must understand that I love you no matter what.”
“Thanks.” She sniffed.
“Come on sugar don’t cry. Oh I will cry too.” I tried to joke.
“You are the best Kangwa my good Samaritan.” She laughed reminding me of the very first day I met her.
“You see how you have charmed me since that day?”
“You were so shy!” She laughed even more.
“But I am only free with you.”
“And Fred your roommate.” She corrected me.
“Yeah I miss that goat. He is my first real friend apart from you.”
“Have you spoken to him since we closed?”
“Not yet, let me call him now. Pass my regards to chimwemwe.” I kissed her through the phone and hung up.