Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Kitchen Prep

Momentarily stunned, I just stood there caught between trying to revive my brain to action and fleeing the scene. You tell yourself over and over what you will do should you find yourself in the situation; how you would react or perhaps how not to but nothing at all prepares you for the site of your naked husband's limbs intertwined with those of someone whom you have for the past couple of years called friend. The air stank with the odor of their spent selves and their breathing was laboured. Had I been a few seconds earlier, I would have witnessed their joint release.

His face would have been contorted like with a pain and he would have clutched at her hair as his body jerked involuntarily. I don't know what she would have looked like and that was a blessing. I was sickened as it was. Somehow, I turned around slowly and made my way silently downstairs. They had not seen me. Their whispers and giggles echoed through the quiet house and through my already tired brain. I was immediately greatful that my mother had decided to take her grandsons with her for evening service. They adored her and she fawned over them. Her over indulgence had always irked me but at that moment, I was never more greatful for the fact that my son had not come home with me because had that been the case, I would have asked him to climb the stairs to get me my scarf.

I sank slowly into the couch and held my head in my hands. My marriage was over. I would never forgive this. I don't care what other people say. I was never built to share. What was more crippling was that I was not even angry that they were in bed together, just that I had seen them and that vision had put an end to my evening. I lay back and rested my head, wondering what to next.

Then , I remembered that I had brought in meat with me. I had a sudden craving for vegetable stew. So I went to the kitchen and began to cook. All the time, I washed the meat, they had no idea I was in the house. It was the sound of the blender that brought a screeching halt to their now very audible antics; the rhythm of the creaking bed frame drumming in the ceiling above my head.

When he walked into the kitchen, he had the sheets wrapped around his waist, his face a mixture of shock, fear and others I was not in the mood to decipher. He halted at the door, staring at me. I turned away to pour the pepper mixture on the fire, smiling when it hit the heated oil with a loud hiss. There was a sound from the corner of my eye. I knew it was Aliya. She must have come to see what was happening. Her small shriek made me burst out laughing. I heard her hurry away, most likely to gather her clothing and make her escape. The bitch was so stupid sometimes.

"Food will be ready in about forty five minutes. Do you want eba or semo?" I asked of the two without looking up, trying to control my laughter. The father of my children and husband of twelve years stared at me like I was crazy.

Maybe I was.

"Sola..."he began.

"If you are not hungry, " I cut him off, "I suggest you disappear with her because there won't be enough time for me to get rid of both your bodies before the kids get here. You know I have a gun in this house."

He stared. I returned to my frying pepper. It was beginning to splatter under the intense heat. I heard him move away. He was not going to fight me now but he would be back.

Till then I wondered if I should add locust beans or just go with stock fish only.

16 comments:

Myne Whitman said...

Add locust beans. LWKMD

A very touchy subject, love how you brought a new angle to it. How would I react? I don't know.

I was discussing about POV in writing and how easy/difficult the first person is. You did a good job. Kudos. Are you published yet?

AJ said...

Wow...I like the off-tangentness of this piece....she knows she can not continue with the marriage, so why go in for hysterics? Welldone!

chayoma said...

Lovin this piece.

NoLimit said...

Wow!!!
That's a woman in control right there!!!
I like it!!!

~B~ said...

the situation isnt funny at all but LOL!! talk bout control!! I totally respect!

akaBagucci said...

the best response to a flagrant breach -- is often to ignore them -- and let them stew in their guilt... masterfully done!

mizchif said...

I'm sure i've told you before, but i'll tell you again. When i grow up , i want to write like you.

maitumbi said...

Deep river woman, calm on the surface but violent storms underneath. :)

The experiences of an achiever....... said...

I love! Ms.Catwalq..wow!! "You know I have a gun in the house" I love her calm honesty, she was faceless but vivacious.love it!

Anonymous said...

loving this hunny... the best ive read from u (in a while)....

Emeka Amakeze said...

Way off the reaction of many any man in his right senses would need to stick around to find out if the gun is loaded or not.

A heart wrecking situation indeed and i love the presentation.

boorish male said...

Knock knock

misspumping said...

Go for the locust beans

it is the better option tried and tested

Manda said...

crazi! y didn't she just pour da hot oil on them! wow!

Leo said...

(applause).. Catwalq u just made my evening!!

Nicola Dreamer said...

i love!!!