Sandra- Meeet? For what? Why would I want to meet. I am enjoying your pathetic company on phone…lets leave it this way. Why do you want to meet me?
Adanne- I want to meet the bitch that is serving my husband
love-portion.
Sandra- Did you just call me “bitch”? You call me bitch and
then cry to Jesus..its okay, bitch me all you want…I am the one expecting
Ossiboy’s Jnr
Adanne- A boy? You are carrying a boy?
Sandra- Yes, Madam. A son, a child, not “pikin”
Adanne- We really need to meet…
Sandra- I am not sure Ossiboy would like that
Adanne- To hell with you…(Voice rasied) No matter what you
have done…no matter the love portion you have served him, you can never take my
husband away from me. You can not take him away from his real children
Sandra- Real Children? Look at who is shouting…I am just
being kind to you. Ossi-boy has finalised plans to send you out of our house.
Adanne- Thunder would fire that your mouth. Your house?
Sandra- Okay, we would soon know who gives Ossi-boy a first
nad maybe only son, who satisfies the man on bed and who the man truly wants to
be with…
Adanne- Sandra or whatever you call yourself, you have invited
trouble and I will give you squarely.
Sandra- Please go have a warm bath and sleep under the duvet.
You are dreaming. You cant do anything. (Car engine sounds) Madam, guess what?
Ossi-boy has come… do you want me to hang up or leave the phone on, so you can
hear for yourself?
Adanne- It’s a lie. He is at work, today is thurday and he
works late every Thursday...so I know where my husband is…
Sandra- (Burst into a
very derisive laugh) Oh really? So
you have noticed…Hmmm, that’s the only day he makes enough time to satisfy me
very well…
Adanne- I know you are just joking. I may need to call you
back.
Sandra- I see, you want to call him and confirm he is in the
office.. ok, go ahead…enjoy.
Adanne- I am not in the business of monitoring my husband.
Adanne ends the calls and puts a call through to her hubby.
Adanne- Just checking
up on you… how is work?
Osita- Checking up on me? Do you need something?
Adanne- Must I be in
need before I call you?
Osita- Its just strange that you are calling?
Adanne- Please tell me how work is going?
Osita- Well, (laughing) work is fine and I might be longer
today, my table is really jam-packed.
Adanne- Okay then. What would you like you to eat when you
arrive?
Osita- No, no..as usual, don’t bother, it would be too late
and I would have had my dinner delivered. So just go to bed.
Adanne- I insist honey?
Osita- Honey?
Adanne- Of course.. Honey…
Osita- Okay, honey, I ll have fruit salad if you insist.
Adanne- Thank you dear, I love you.
Osita- Hmmmm.. You love me? Ok, me too. Let me go…(Call drops)
Adanne- This witch thinks she can destroy my home….
(She dials Sandra, Sandra picks)
Sandra- You have
confirmed he is in the office right? Madam, don’t let me call you a fool… he is
right here.. On Thursdays, he is all mine because he needs to spend time with
his family, He is coming to the door now… I gatto go…should I end the call or
you want to confirm he is not at the office? I know you want to hear, so listen
well, I will keep the phone open…(long
hiss)
Sandra- Ossi Boy, Ossi baby, Ossi darling, Ossi honey,
Osita - My tomatoe (They
kiss, an embelished Muaah sound from Sandra was made for Adanne to feel the
reality)
Sandra- You are welcome honey, let me take off your shirt,
your shoes and lead you to the bathroom for a very warm bath or how would you
like it?
Osita- Its been a very long day, I need to seat here and rest
a bit before the bath.
Sandra- Please sit baby, sit on my laps…
Osita- Are you sure>?
Sandra- Yes, im sure, let me carry my baby for 30 secs at
least…
Osita- That’s very romantic… but I don’t want to stress you
because of Jnr…
(Adanne- Hears this and starts to shout at the other side, phone line
still open)
Adanne- Osita… is that your office? Osita God would punish
you… (Osita seems to have heard his name on the phone)
Osita- What was that?
To be continued…
Please complete it OoooOOoooO. Is really getting interesting. Drama/suspence. Admin do something abeg.
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