All characters in this book are entirely a creation of Fisayo Talabi’s imagination and Intellectual property.
For all strong women
“Guys, we should do this more often, you know? It’s been a while and I’ve missed my girls so much!” Boma said, scooping the last of the ice cream in her cup.
Joan looked at Bimbo and Mercy, and then they burst out laughing.
“Oh my God you can’t change, Boma. I thought London would have tushed you up.” Bimbo said, still laughing.
Boma had recently moved back to Nigeria from London. Her mother had practically forced her back home so that she could find a Nigerian husband and not all the white boyfriends she always dated. But majorly, Boma had come back because she wanted to start her hair extension and African fabrics business. She had worked for a while after her Master’s Degree in London but she felt she hadn’t really been able to save up any reasonable amount of money in commercial quantity, in the two years she had lived there. So she had moved back finally.
“So how often are we going to hang out?” Boma asked again, looking between her three friends.
“It has to be weekends. Maybe even Sundays. My job is soooo draining! Some Saturdays, I have to work.” Joan replied, shaking her head. She was a banker with one of the top banks in Nigeria; a Manager.
“What about you, Bimbo?” Boma asked.
“Erm…sorry guys, I have to take this…” Bimbo said, excusing herself to answer her ringing phone.
Joan rolled her eyes after Bimbo left.
“Nawa for Bimbo’s husband o. He can’t even give the girl breathing space. Her phone has been ringing since but she’s been silencing it.” Joan said. She had been sitting next to Bimbo.
“Well, I think it’s cute. He loves her and checks on her all the time. Gbenro won’t even flash me till night. He’s so occupied with his business and he never even has my time.” Mercy said, shaking her head.
Mercy was dating a high-profile business man whom she had a daughter with. Their daughter was about four years old and they had been dating for about seven years. Gbenro had shown commitment though. He had proposed to her when she gave birth to their daughter; four years ago. Each time Mercy asked him when they would get married, he always blamed her for not being understanding. He said he didn’t want to rush into another marriage because he had only just divorced his wife. The divorce was five years ago. He also had kids with his wife and he said his kids were still trying to accept the fact that their parents were divorced. He didn’t want to put them through the shock of bringing in a new wife.
“I don’t know why you’re wasting your time with that man. He obviously isn’t ready to marry you. And you’re turning thirty five next month. He’s a man o. Men don’t age.” Boma said.
“And you’re thirty six without a child.” Mercy fired at Boma, angrily.
Boma opened her mouth to say something but Joan cautioned her not to.
Bimbo joined them shortly, rubbing her palms together.
“Em…girls, I have to leave.” Bimbo said. She hugged each friend and then grabbed her hand bag.
“How are you going? Will you take a taxi?” Joan asked. Joan had picked up Bimbo from her house earlier.
“Kenny’s almost here. He’s taking me home.” Bimbo replied.
Kenny was the perfect husband. He did all the work and bought Bimbo all the expensive things she could ever want. He made a vow to her that she wouldn’t have to undergo any kind of stress and he was sure living up to his promise. Mercy didn’t understand why she couldn’t have this life too. Gbenro never showed her any sort of PDA the little times he got to spend time with her or his daughter. He was always looking over his shoulder, hoping no one was watching them. But he was a totally different person when they were indoors. He knew how to please her intimately and make her forget every reason to be angry with him. He knew the right words to say, and the right places to touch her to give her that emotional amnesia.
“Hi ladies! So good to see you guys again. I think the last time I saw you all together was at the wedding.” Kenny said, walking in on them. He hugged Bimbo and kissed her forehead, and then he hugged the other ladies.
“You’re looking good o. I can see Bimbo’s cooking tins showing all over you.” Joan said, laughing.
“What can I say now? I got the best woman ever.” Kenny laughed, pulling Bimbo closer.
“We have to go now. Was really nice hanging with you all. I’ll call you.” Bimbo said, and then, in a jiffy, she pulled Kenny away.
“Some people are just lucky in this life.” Mercy said, after they had left.
“I knew it! I knew you were going to say that.” Boma burst out laughing.
“I think Kenny is sweet, but I’ve learnt not to believe everything I see on the surface.” Joan said.
“Can’t you guys just be happy for Bimbo? Admit it; she is a happily married woman.” Mercy said.
“Maybe you should let Kenny teach Gbenro how to make you a happily married woman, Mercy.” Boma said, rolling her eyes.
“What’s your problem, Boma?” Mercy raised her voice.
“Girls, it’s okay! Please don’t turn this place to home video. Calm down, abeg.” Joan said.
Mercy shook her head and hissed then she walked out on them.
“So much for a re-union.” Joan said. “Let’s go, abi you want to eat the Ice cream cup too?” She eyeballed Boma. Boma laughed, then she finally let go of the Ice cream cup and took her purse.
Mercy yawned and opened her eyes. It was Sunday morning already. The weekend was already over and she would have to go to work again the next morning. She turned to the other side of the bed. Her four-year old was fast asleep. She had kicked the duvet off the bed, totally. Mercy stood up finally and then picked up the duvet. She kissed her daughter’s head then she opened her closet to bring out her church clothes.
“Mummy…” Her daughter said. She had woken up.
“Hi Sophia. Come give me a hug.” Mercy said, squatting and spreading out her arms. Sophie ran to her mother and Mercy gave her a big kiss on the cheek.
“I did not wet the bed today.” Sophie smiled, revealing her tiny set of milk teeth. Mercy laughed. Finally, they were breaking free from Sophie’s constant over-night water supply.
“Good girl. Now go to the bathroom and poopoo before I come give you a bath.” Mercy said. The child scurried into the bathroom, removing her pink shorts and leaving them on the floor for her mother to pick up.
Mercy picked it up, and then she checked her mobile phone. She had been charging it overnight. She had some missed calls. One was from Gbenro, and the other was from Boma. She called Gbenro back. He didn’t answer the phone. She hissed and then called Boma.
“I saw your missed call….What do you want?” Mercy said, her voice flat and cold.
“Babe, how far.” Boma said.
“What do you want?” Mercy repeated.
“You’re still angry? Haba! You can’t be God o. Your anger doesn’t end ni?” Boma said. “Anyway, let me call you back…”
Mercy swore that she heard a man’s voice at the background.
“Gosh, Boma this is Sunday morning!” Mercy said.
“I know. We will start praise and worship after he gets dressed.” Boma laughed.
“You need to repent. What if rapture happens this morning?” Mercy said.
“What if rapture happens the next time you sleep with Gbenro.” Boma said.
They were silent for a while.
“I’m sorry dear. Give Sophia a big kiss for me. I’ll call you later.” Boma giggled, then she ended the call.
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