MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 5 & 6)

MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 5)
“Haaaa! Are you kidding me?” Deji screamed at her sobbing friend.
“Dear friend that’s my story..” Lara wiped a tear
“oh Lara you are too soft…she’s been in this house for weeks now, and you can’t throw her out?” Deji squealed.
“I think she has come to stay…” Lara began to say.
“Come to stay for where? Lara don’t just provoke me o! I wonder why I wasn’t in town all this while…” Deji bit her finger.
Just then Sophia walked lazily into the sitting room, she cat walked towards the fridge.
“Errm…Lara?” Sophia called out sipping from a bottle of yoghurt.
“Ma?” Lara said rising to her feet, to the surprise of Deji.
“Isn’t it high time you prepare lunch? I’m starving.” Sophia added authoritatively.
“Okay ma, Let me…” Lara began to say.
“Shut up!” Deji cut her short.
“Who is your ‘ma’ ? This ingrate? This monster with a face of a donkey?” Deji chided her.
“Who are you referring to?” Sophia dropped her bottle.
“You!” Deji replied rising up.
” you are the donkey! Oshi! Witch! I wonder what’s wrong with this Igbo woman! Husband snatcher!” Deji added with her hands akimbo.
“Deji please don’t!” Lara tried to stop her.
“Leave me jor! Abi she jazz you ni? Imagine this vegetable eating Igbo claiming oyinbo! Olori buru ku!” Deji body shook as she spoke.
“You don’t dare insult me!” Sophia glared at her.
“Insult ke! I’ll beat you ni! Rubbish!” Deji pushed Sophia roughly.
Wham! Sophia slapped Deji.
“Deji…” Lara was alarmed.
“Haaaa! Yeeee! You slapped me? You dey form Igbo geh abi? I go show you say I no be Yoruba geh for nothing!” Deji screamed before grabbing Sophia from her feet.
They engaged in a scuffle, Deji sitting atop Sophia feeding her with punches and slaps.
“Deji please…” Lara was very frightened.
“Deji to ri Olorun, please stop!” she finally pulled Deji off Sophia.
“Allow me jor! Lemme show this Donkey!” Deji charged at Sophia again.
“No No No! Deji don’t!” Lara pushed her friend into a sofa, giving Sophia the opportunity to run into the guest room.
“You have to go now!” Lara led the fuming Deji towards the exit.
“Are driving me away?”
“No…I don’t want Tony to meet you here…please, I can handle it..” Lara pushed her forward.
“Ehen the Tony sef! Let him come na, lemme teach him his own lesson!” Deji ranted.
“Noooo, just go please! For my sake!” Lara pleaded with her.
“Okay! If anything should happen, call me! You hear?” Deji ordered.
“Yes, bye!” Lara rushed to her room.
She sat down at her bed’s edge. She knew she was in hot soup. Tony won’t spare her.
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Lara supported her aching head with her hands, she was far far away in the land of thought’s and imaginations.
“Lara!”
Yikes! Tony is back! When did he come back, she must have thought deep!
“Lara!” Tony called out again.
“Sir?” she walked out of her room, her legs were weak, her heart pounding furiously.
“Welcome!” she flexed her knee
“What did you do to her?” Tony gestured towards Sophia who was weeping profusely.
Lara’s heart missed uncountable beats, her eyes widened in terror
“I…I…I….d…did…not..did…” she began to stammer.
A resounding slap landed on her right cheek, making her mouth to twist, She saw stars
“You are really proving to be stubborn! This illiterate girl!” Tony ranted as he pulled a cable off the TV set.
Lara backed away on sighting the wire he was holding.
“Come back here!” Tony ordered
She didn’t obey, instead she stood by the wall staring him wide eyed.
“Okay then, let me come to you!”
Tony walked towards her, his eyes were bloodshot.
Lara shut her eyes tightly, as the cable landed on her arm. She didn’t wince or let out a cry, she just stood there absorbing all the pains.
She walked quietly into her room after Tony had let her go.
She poured some cold water on her head, she thought it was on fire.
She looked up at her reflection in the mirror.
Her right eye was swollen and red, tiny lines of blood streaked through the corner of her lips.
She let her tears flow freely, she wished her mother would be here to watch what she’s going through.

....  Part 6 drops soon!
MY HUSBAND AND I (Part 6)
Lara sat on the tiled floor, she pulled a bowl of hot water towards her, added some  dettol, before dipping a face towel into the bowl.
“Easy girlie…” she soothed herself as she massaged her body. It had ached her all night.
“Ouch! Eeish!” she exclaimed as she pressed her swollen eye a little.
Her door squeaked open, she didn’t bother to look up, she knew it was Tony.
Tony stood for while watching her massage and press her body in pains. He felt his heart melt! So he was now a ‘wife beater’ ?
“Good morning Lara.” He said gently.
“ouch!” Lara exclaimed pressing a swollen part of her arm.
“Errm….sorry…” Tony said squatting beside her.
She didn’t reply, she continued her work.
“Errm..Lara, I’m very sorry for what happened yesterday…” he began
“Hmm! Did you brush your teeth this morning?” Lara covered her nose with her free hand.
He felt offended, he exhaled sharply
“I shouldn’t have done what I did yesterday…my anger took better part of me…” he was trying his best to sound gentle.
Lara laughed quietly.
He peered at her face, he wondered if she heard him.
She applied some balm to her wounds before looking up at him.
“So what now? You came to kill me?” she asked.
“No…Lara I’m truly sorry for…”
“Abegi! Spare those thrash talk! Go and meet your Igbo sister and leave me alone! Who are you trying to deceive?” she interrupted him.
“Lara..” he tried to hold her but she pushed him away. Her hands moved to the bowl of water and Swoosh! She threw it at him- towel and all.
Tony looked surprised, he surveyed his drenched office clothes with his eyes.
“how dare you!” he shot at her.
“Oh yea! I just dared you! Rubbish! Because I’m not an Igbo that’s why you are treating me this way sebi?” Lara rose to her feet.
“Don’t you ever try that on me again!” Tony’s anger let loose.
“So what if I do? You’ll flog me? Ehn? Answer me! Osi buruku!” she clapped her hands.
“You’ll pay for this!” he told her walking towards the door.
“Mr Tony?” she called after him.
He stopped holding the door knob.
Lara walked slowly towards him, a smile playing on her lips.
“Tony, I just felt I should remind you, that, the law of karma still reigns!” she chuckled before walking into her bathroom.
“Hello? Mummy?” Lara placed her phone on her ears. She knew what to expect. Tony has taken her report to her mother again.
“Hello Lara? What’s this I’m hearing about you?” her mother began.
Lara grimaced
“So what did you hear?”
“Lara! I want you to come over to my place now!” her mother ordered cutting the call.
“Sure…just a few minutes, and you'll see your beautiful daughter with a swollen face and wounds all over her body!” Lara said to the phone, though she knew her mother won’t hear.
She walked into her mother’s sitting room without bothering to knock. She looked around, the room was re-furnished. Even her mother looked furnished.
“Good day mum!” Lara threw her bag at an armchair.
“Lara? What happened to your eyes-your face?” as Funke asked with concern.
“Need to see some more?” Lara chuckled showing her wounds to her mother.
“Who did this to you?” Funke asked again.
“of course my loving, sweet, adorable husband!” Lara said sarcastically.
“What?!” Funke was shocked.
“Which one is ‘what’ again? Sebi this is what you want? Ehn? Are you surprised?, better save your surprised look till when they bring …” Lara said carefreely.
“How could he do such to you? I’m sure something went wrong! Was it after you poured hot water on him?” Funke said ignoring her daughter’s sarcasm.
Lara laughed.
“my daughter, its well, you should just go back home, I’ll call Tony…” Funke began to say.
“not yet! I’m staying here for at least two weeks! I need to rest, before going back to that dungeon!” Lara protested, before taking her bag inside.
Funke watched her daughter walk inside. She picked her phone and dialled Tony.
“Hello? My in law?”
she listened for a while
“yes! Please do me a favour, let Lara stay with me for like a week, please..” she lowered voice.
“Okay thanks, God bless you!” she ended the call.