LARA’S FAITH 1
Lara gazed at her full length at the mirror; satisfied by what she saw, she smiled to herself.
She smoothened the hips of her flimsy knee length gown, she loved her hips, its one of her greatest physical asset.
“Hmmm can’t wait!” she told herself excitedly as she oiled her cornrows.
She should have fixed a weavon or plaited some braids as her friend-Deji had adviced, but she isn’t a fan of those artificial stuffs, she preferred to go natural.
“What’s lacking?” she asked her beautiful reflection.
“Nothing more, just to wait for the man.” she chuckled.
Tony, her husband, would be back home, after spending five good months overseas on his so called ‘business trips’.
Their marriage was barely a year, and Tony has spent more than half of it travelling. She hissed.
Their’s was an arranged marriage, she had met Tony for the first time on their wedding day. She remembered how harsh he was on that day.
She shuddered at the thought.
He had always gave excuses when it comes to making love. He had never touched her, not even a kiss…
The door bell rang, interrupting her thoughts.
“Yea baby! Time for action!” she said excitedly as she catwalked to the door.
“Hey…welcome back home!” she said pleasantly as he walked in.
“Thank you!” Tony mumbled.
She tried to hug him, but he stoped her
“Please!” he raised his hands.
She swallowed hard, plan number one failed. Next plan…
“Errmm, why don’t you take a cold shower? You must be tired after such a long journey…errmm, I’d be setting the table..so that errm…you can eat.” Lara said with a sweet smile.
Tony ignored her, instead, he walked past her into his room.
Lara followed him with her eyes.
What was she gonna do, he still hates her this much. She sighed heavily sitting at the edge of a sofa.
She was lost in her thoughts when Tony’s phone rang sharply. She stared at the phone as it vibrated on the center table, she was tempted to pick it but couldn’t, Tony had warned her severally never to pick his calls.
“Hello Baby?” Tony said into the phone catching Lara’s attention.
“Yea, just arrived few minutes ago.” he said again.
Lara swallowed hard. Baby? Did he just call another woman baby?
“No no no! That’s not true baby, you know I’ll miss you more.” Tony said again.
Lara rose sharply, she felt her anger rose, this was a disrespect to the highest order.
“Yea love, ama call ya later. Okay? Take care sweerie.” he cooed softly before ending the call.
He turned to Lara who glaring at him.
“Why don’t you get me my food, instead of you standing there like a palm tree?” he said scornfully.
“Who is she?” Lara blurted out.
” ‘she’ is not your business i-diot!” He snapped at her.
“Now move your bum into the kitchen!” he ordered.
Lara walked quitely into the kitchen, she was no longer angry but scared. She was scared of something she couldn’t fathom.
Well, she won’t give up, plan number three…
“so do you like the food?” she asked as she watched Tony eat up his food in mouthfuls.
“Your mum told me its your favourite dish.” she added not minding his rude silence.
Tony coughed slightly, gulped down some water.
“Please Lara, let me eat in peace! Do I need to choke?” his voice was harsh.
“But..I…” she looked confused.
Tony rolled his eyes.
“I wonder why this illiterate girl can’t just let me be!” He muttered at the Bewildered Lara.
“Can’t you gerrit that I don’t talk while eating? Didn’t your mother teach you table manners?” he asked angrily.
“I’m sorry.” Lara mumbled leaving the dinning area. Tears clouded her eyes, she looked visibly scared.
Tony watched her leave, he felt sorry for her. He shouldn’t treat her that way, he knew! But he just hated the marriage, he was forced into it by his parents.
She was beautiful and lovable, but his anger has already taken over his heart.
His food became tasteless, he hated to see beautiful girls cry.
Lara sprayed some perfume on her skippy nightie, she walked to her mirror again.
“Hmm yummy! Plan number four on point!” she laughed before proceeding to Tony’s room.
She opened the door gently, she peeped first before walking into the room.
Tony was lying down on the kingsized bed, the covers were drawn half-way stoping at his waist. His chest was bare revealing his ‘Six-packs’ features. She craved to touch, but that isn’t on her list.
She came here to discuss something important-their marriage.
She crawled beside him, his breathing was slow and steady.
So this man can sleep?! She thought.
She shifted closer to him, how would she wake him up? She felt like a rat trying to bell a cat.
She touched his arm slightly and…
Tony’s eyes shot open, his face transformed into a scowl.
“Sorry to disturb you…” Lara said in a shaky voice.
“What do you want?” he growled
Lara’s lips moved but no words came
“Damn it!” he sat up.
“Can’t I sleep again? Can’t you gerrit into your brain that I need to rest? This illiterate girl is something else! Is s-ex a necessity?” he yelled at her.
“No..I..was ..was…was..just…” Lara moved away from him terrified.
“Get outta my sight!” he barked at her.
Lara scampered out of the room full of fear and hate, she threw her self on her bed and wept.
What would she do? She had tried all she can? Besides its not that she’s interested in the marriage too, but she had to do this for her mother.
He called her an illiterate! She sobbed some more.
She was definitely going to show him, Illiterates can go crazy to! She wiped her tears, wishing for sleep to come.
The sun rays bathed her room. She glanced at the wall-clock, 7:30 am.
She stretched lazily on her bed. She had her plans on mind, no more cooking till further notice.
“Lara!” Tony banged her door.
Devil! She hissed pulling the blanket over her head.
“Lara!!” Tony banged some more, louder.
Nonsense, are you hungry? She hissed again.
“Lara?” Tony said walking into the room.
She didn’t move, she remained motionless on her bed.
“Lara!” he shook her roughly.
“Uhm? Uhm? What is it?” she muttered pretending to be just waking up.
He pointed at the wall clock. Her eyes followed his hand, then back at his face.
“Ehen? So?” she asked with a frown.
Tony felt like squeezing her lips
“Are you daft or something? Don’t you know I’m running late for work? Where’s my breakfast?” his voice was fierce.
“Illiterates don’t know how to cook!” She quipped, lying back on her bed.
David glared at her, his eyes bloodshot
He pulled off the bed angrily, throwing her on the hard floor.
Lara shrieked in pain, she stood up to face him.
“where’s my breakfast?” he barked
“I’m fed up Tony! Did you hear me? I won’t cook in this house anymore! Go and get a girl with masters degree to cook for you!” She screamed at him.
He charged at her, she didn’t move, she just stood there rooted.
He stoped facing her, he brought his face close to hers
“If you don’t cook in this house, then you should be ready to go back to your parents!” he told her.
“Hehehehe! Wonder shall never end!” she clapped her hands eyeing him derisively.
“This is an opportunity I’ve been waiting for..” she laughed.
“Really?” he sneered
“Yes o! Wait and see If I will not leave! Do you think you are the only man in the world?” she told him.
Lara flung her wardrobe open, and started throwing some clothes into a bag. She started singing loudly.
“I’m coming home, I’m coming home, tell the world I’m coming home…”
Tony watched her for a while, before leaving the room. He chuckled as he walked to his car.
This girl is crazy! He thought.
He had to stop her from leaving, he suddenly felt he had a soft spot for her.
“my oga, good moni!” Adamu- the gateman greeted him as he drove out.
He beckoned to Adamu, who walked up to him smiling.
“Errm, Adamu, do not let Lara out of the house. Make sure you lock the gate properly. Gerrit?”
“Yes my oga!” Adamu waved at him.
Atleast, he would stop her from leaving! Tony thought quitely as he drove away.