A tale of an arranged marriage

for me. She was not fair skinned neither was she dark, she just had this "I'm not sure where I stand" complexion, i thought maybe she had tr

ush her away and she was earnestly waging war with them. She had some ladies following her from behind but my attention was on her. I had accessed her bodily features fro

rds or was it my chest she was looking at? The pastor asked us to walk down the aisle together, it was strange and annoying for me. I was walking side by side with a strange lady, a lady that I did not know. I wondered how she sounded, she had only said "I do". I thought she was very emotional because after she laughed at my joke, I didn't see a dash of smile on her face again. During the reception I sat beside her and watched the people that had attended. Most of my employees were present and many other people I did not know, Richard and his family were having a good time, and Desmond my best man was nowhere to be found. Who could I talk to? I just bus

I thought I'd be okay but I don't think so. This is like the biggest strang

e that" the othe

e what? I'm in f

better than

My bride put her face in her hand and shook her head continuously.

ld be nice, I knew I could show a little kindness to the depressed woman by telling the M.C to round up with all the fun he was catching, after all it was a Christian reception, it should be brief a

did I? I mean she was holding her head a while ago and what could that mean? It meant that she was tired and had headache, well even if I lied, I did the both of us a huge favour. When the lady left obedien

oo well?" She asked

stion. That was our conversation. I knew she wou

e this reception closed. Make sure you don't leave without dr

he wise ones could sense something off but I was not concerned, I wanted to be out of everything I had started my day with. I couldn't really be out t

r said through the window. "Should I transfer them to the boot

er answered and I couldn't say a

le and soon I started driving carefully in

t of stopping the car and telling her to come down but I couldn't just do it, it was an impossible thought. When I stopped the car, she didn't move even after I opened my door. I wondered if she wanted me to be stupidly gentle to open the do

out of her own car. They were not my business, I wan

achment in my life. She had come out of the car and was beckoning on her assistant who was Loveth. "Than

miley way. "If I had my way, I would stay here

ght the things down. Her things were many, I didn't know if I should help or if I shouldn't, I just made myself busy with the gate, idly doing nothing and when I was tired of being a fool, I left the gate and walked to my car. I opened the door and too

oveth asked me and then I realised t

foolishly. "I'd ju

ually and dependently packed all her boxes inside my house. I couldn't help but wonder how the rest of my life would be. It was like I was acting a suspense movie that I didn't know about, as if I was acting a movie without a script, like I had not read the story line. As I approached my house I m

ing dress somehow that it looked a little shorter. When she saw me

ld create space for me" it was polite but i didn't notice. She waited patiently for a response from me while I analysed h

ainly but in a frown. "What makes

to bring out words from her mouth but she failed, she

eyes still on the things. I walked past her an

my room to get my clothes and run back inside the bathroom but it was a silly imagination, I ended up coming out with my towel around my waist and my coat of boldness around my shoulder, I was walking proudly like I didn't feel a tinge of shame in being partially naked in front of a strange woman until I realised she was not in the room. She had arranged her things neatly and had laid the bed that was not laid. I normally laid my bed-well sometimes-but I didn't lay it that morning because of the wedding. My room looked new and strangely neat, it scared me, it announced the presence of someone else that was not me, someone with a different perspective that was forcing herself into my life. I quickly wore my night ware

her hair and hang her towel on one hanger. I didn't watch her for long, I stood up and put the things in my dirty clothes basket. As I did, she passed me to the bed and laid far away from the edge of the other side of the bed. She was partially in the middle and was backing the wall. She opened a book I couldn't really see well and started

stare at me. I guess she needed a repetition so I repeated myself. "Like, y

voice. The question was funny but I didn't laugh. I only shrugged and

hed my eyes strangely before she turned. The act left me confused, i felt awkward, her attitude did something to me. Were there words in the attitude t

le moves on the bed that didn't and couldn't let me sleep. I was frustrated but I couldn't get myself to complain. The woman had seen my underwear earlier and she had given me a s