Family beyond Blood XXX


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Read Chapter XXIX here.

When they entered the house, Bisi settled on the couch as she felt a little lightheaded. She turned when she heard her name called out. She smiled when she saw her three sweethearts running down the stairs.

“Mummy, you’re back!” They all gave her a bear hug.
“How are you feeling?”
“I’m feeling better; thanks to your prayers,” she said, pulling Ewuresi’s cheek.
“You really gave us a big scare, mum,” Kukuaa said with a heavy sigh.
“I’m sorry; I didn’t mean to. How were you guys holding up the entire time I was gone?”
“Not too well. Kukuaa couldn’t concentrate on her books. I was afraid that could affect her preparations towards the BECE,” Ewuresi informed her.
“I’m sorry; now that I’m back, we’ll see how we’ll make up for the lost time, okay?”
“Yes, mum.”
“And how’s my prince doing?”
“I’m fine. I prayed for you every night.”
“Awww…you did? No wonder I feel so strong today. Thanks, sweetheart,” Bisi said earnestly and kissed his cheek. Fiifi cleared his throat to register his presence; one they all ignored.
“I’ll take your things upstairs,” he said.
“Okay.” He walked away.
“I’m so glad you’re back, mum. Happy mothers’ day.”
“Thanks, baby.”
“What happened at Constance’s?” Kukuaa asked when her father had reached upstairs.
“Nothing really. She admitted…it and that was it.” Kukuaa didn’t look convinced.
“That’s all?”
“Uh huh.”
“Then how come you got that shock if you already suspected it?”
“Your dad and I got into an argument and some words were exchanged. Let’s not talk about it, okay?”
“Okay.”
“Kuks and I will prepare you a special dinner for your return from the hospital and because it’s your day,” Ewuresi offered.
“Oh I’ll love that. I need to take a shower. Now I’m beginning to feel the essence of being a mother. Having to be served.”
“Haha…don’t get too used to it,” Kukuaa sang out as she and her sister headed to the kitchen. “Would you want to escort me upstairs, my handsome prince?” He nodded with enthusiasm. She stretched her hand and he took it. She got up.
“Will come and check up on you in the kitchen when I’m done.”
“Sure.”

As they ascended the stairs, Nhyira told his mother how much he had missed her. She assured him she missed him as well and she was happy to be back home. Nhyira went to his room to pick up something and Bisi entered the master bedroom. Fiifi was sitting on the bed, deep in thought. He looked up when she entered. She was about to undress when Fiifi asked if they could talk. She turned and gave him a blank look for a reply.
“Please sit.”
“I’m good,” she said dryly, folding her arms across her chest. He sighed and got up and faced her.
“I know what I did was unpardonable to say the least and I don’t expect you to forgive me right away. This past week has been a very difficult period for everyone and I really regret how things have become because of my actions and inactions. And I’d understand if you want some space to think things through…if you want me to leave…”
“If you want to leave, that’s the door.”
“But I don’t want to. If I hadn’t left the last time, you might not have lost yourself in anguish.”
“And where were you going if I may ask?”
When Fiifi sighed, she dismissed it with a wave of her hand. “Never mind.”
“This time, I want to stay so I can make things right.”
“So stay. My priority right now is ensuring my kids are well taken care of and are in their right frame of mind to study. I also have a home to run. I won’t waste my energy fighting you, Fiifi. I’ve learned to let these things go if I want to live long enough to see my grandkids. This is your equally your house. Do whatever you please.” She turned around and started to undress.
“I understand that you don’t trust me right now but I’m willing to make things right. Please give us another chance.”
“I’m here, am I not? What else do you want?”
“I need you to continue being my wife.” Bisi turned and gave a chuckle.
“Oh, you mean you want to know if I’d still be servicing you? Wow, your priorities are so point it amazes me. Don’t worry, I’ll be a good wife and open my legs whenever you’re in the mood, okay?” She spat at him and turned her back to him again.
“Ouch. That wasn’t what I meant.”  He sounded offended. Bisi snorted.
“Yeah, you meant me praying and cooking for you. Such a typical guy,” she said sarcastically.
“Come on B, you know you mean more to me than just a sex partner. For goodness’ sake, if that’s all I wanted, I could…” He stopped himself and bit on his tongue. Bisi turned sharply to look at him.
“Could what?” He had just shot himself in the foot.
“I’m sorry; I shouldn’t have said that…”
“No, finish the sentence. Could what, call up Constance to satisfy you whenever you feel like it? You don’t think I already know that? You have a talent for rubbing it in, Fii.”
“I’m sorry; didn’t mean for it to come out like that.”
“What I meant to say is that you’re valuable to me in so many ways and I can’t afford to lose you.”
“And like I said before I almost lost it, I don’t believe you. Just so you know, that will the chorus I’ll be singing from now on. So you better get used to it or save your breath and keep your deceitful words to yourself.”
“All I’m asking for is a chance to make things right.” She put on a sleeveless blouse.
“What you’re asking for is too much for me to give right now. I’m here right now not because I can’t afford to live by myself because I very well can; but because I choose not to live without you. I’ve a responsibility to put my sentiments aside and be there for our children so they can have the best of family life.”
“Okay and I appreciate that but before the kids came, we were…us. Before the family was the marriage and if you really want to make sure the family runs smoothly, then the marriage should be standing.”
“Oh I plan to manage the family as smoothly as I can even if the marriage is crumbling. For me, family comes first.”
“These kids will grow up and move out and we’ll be stuck with each other…”
“Don’t get ahead of yourself, mister. Who knows, I might be moving out with them.”
“You don’t mean that.”
“Don’t I? I surely would if you give me no reason to stay and something tells me you might have yet another surprise up your sleeve which would send me packing out.”
“No, there’s nothing else.”
“Uh huh, how many times haven’t I heard that? Listen, I just got out of the hospital and I wish to just settle down and get ready for work tomorrow. So please, don’t torment me any longer, okay?”
Fiifi stared at her as if he didn’t hear her.
“What?”
“I’m sorry, seeing you half undressed made me lose my line of thought for a second.” Bisi rolled her eyes and wore a pair of shorts.
“You’re unbelievable.” She walked out and slammed the door behind her. Fiifi chuckled to himself.

Bisi joined the girls in the kitchen.
“How’s it going?” She asked, opening the refrigerator and taking out a bottle of water.
“So far so good. Is everything all right?”
“What do you mean?” She drank some of the water and corked up the bottle.
“Between you and dad.” Bisi put the bottle back into the fridge and sat down. She sighed.
“Yeah, why wouldn’t it be?”
“Come on mum, we know things are a bit dicey and whatever you might have found out at Constance’s was shocking enough to send you to the hospital.”
“Don’t worry about it, I’ll be fine.”
“He cheated, didn’t he?” Bisi didn’t answer.
“Fine, you don’t have to. Honestly, I began to doubt the insemination story as I grew up but I know you really wanted that to be true because you really love dad and you trusted him. I’m sorry if it was all a lie.”
Bisi chose not to reply so as to affirm her thoughts.
“You’re not considering divorce, are you?” Ewuresi asked, making Bisi look up at her. Bisi was startled by her unexpected question.
“What? Why would you think that?”
“Well if our suspicions are true, then you must be feeling hurt and betrayed and you have every right to pursue that.”
“Would you hate me if I did?”
“Of course not, mum. I don’t know what I’d do if I were in your shoes but I was hoping that you’d stay and fight for this family. I don’t want to be one of the kids from broken homes…” Kukuaa said.
“I know…” Bisi said, feeling emotional. “I don’t want to raise my kids in that environment so don’t worry, I won’t let that happen.”
“So you’re going to stay just because of us…and not because you still want to be with dad?” Ewuresi pressed.
“Let’s just take one step at a time, okay? I just got back from the hospital. I’ve had too much talk for one day. Can I have a taste?”
“Sure but you can’t comment if it’s bad.”
“Okay.” Kukuaa handed her the wooden spoon. Bisi tasted a few grains of the rice. She took her time to savor it.
“How is it?”
“Hmm…I think my girls can cook better jollof than me!”
“Yay!” The girls gave each other a hi-five.
“Your mum came over and told her you had been admitted. I think she passed by.”
“I see. I can imagine how worried she got. I’ll call her.”

The family started eating dinner after Fiifi said grace. Bisi asked the three to tell her how their week went while she was away so as to keep them occupied. It seemed to be working till Ewuresi brought up how Fiifi stepped up to be both mom and dad and kept their fears at bay. Bisi sighed inwardly. Ewuresi was such a daddy’s girl.
“Yeah, daddy really missed you. He looked very sad in the evenings,” Nhyira recounted.
“Oh really? I wonder why,” Bisi said, giving her husband a hard look, making sure he didn’t miss the irony in her voice. Fiifi rolled his eyes, obviously irritated by her suggestive look and implied statement.  Bisi was excited by his discomfort.

After dinner, Bisi called her mother and her boss and later soaked herself in a warm bubbling bath. As she relaxed, she allowed her mind to float both conscious and suppressed thoughts. Recent turn of events brought tears on her face. She didn’t notice Fiifi had been watching her for some time till he cleared his throat. She opened her eyes and attempted to wipe the tears from her face, smearing lather on her cheeks in the process.
“Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just relaxing for a while. Do you want to use the bathroom?”
“No; just checking up on you.” There was silence for a while.
“We’re going to be okay, right?”
“I don’t know. I don’t feel anything right now and I’m not sure if I ever will.”
“Then it’s my job to make you feel again.” Bisi looked at him. He nodded and left her alone.
She sighed. She was hurt. And she felt empty. That strange sensation brought tears to her eyes.

(c) Josephine Amoako 2016

Read Chapter XXXI here.

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8 Comments Add yours

  1. she has done something she should have started with, keeping kids out. and i think if she is hurting it would be right if she waited and got better

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    1. joseyphina says:

      I agree, Sharon. Thanks for reading. Have a great week! 😃

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  2. Shaymâ says:

    I’m in love with you Joseyphina, please don’t take that the wrong way. Ok, let me rephrase that, your literary graces are so excellent that I feel inadequate. Thumbs up. Can’t wait for the next series.

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  3. OurNanaYaa says:

    Bisi, Bisi

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    1. joseyphina says:

      I’m glad you do, Paul ☺

      Liked by 1 person

  4. mimispassion says:

    When is the continuation coming 😀😀

    Liked by 1 person

    1. joseyphina says:

      Soon and very soon

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