When Dozie’s mum died his world crashed, the shock was something he knew he would never get over it, though his mum and dad always quarreled
and fought, this was a closely guarded secret because whenever the family were out they would put an act that would make people believe that they were living in peace, many people wished their families were like thiers.
Whenever the fight gets heated its a total disaster, his mum would scatter almost every electrical appliance in the house, she would shatter the television while his dad would be busy chasing her round the house, if he gets a hold of her he would punch and hit her like his intentions were to kill her, sometimes whenever they are fighting Dozie would sit in the control room of thier CCTV and watch helplessly while they tear themselves apart.
It was a rainy day as Dozie got home from school, under the heavy downpour he noticed the gate to their house was open which was quite unusual, as he walked into their compound he noticed a police van parked inside their house, as the compound was flooded, he knew something was not alright, as he opened the door to the house and saw two police officers standing while the lifeless body of his mum dangled from the fan, his dad was sitting on the sofa crying while mum’s elder sister Aunty Nimi was consoling him, the ugly sight made Dozie scream out in pain, running towards his mum, the policeman nearest to him, grabbed him and took him out of the house.
He was told his mum left a suicide not telling how sorry she was for the action she took and that she was duped of all her money and the person she borrowed money from was on her neck, the burial came and passed as all the family members that gathered during the burial had travelled back to their various destinations, days turned to weeks and slowly months were now counted, his mum’s picture that was displayed everywhere in the house when she was alive all dissappeared one after the other, some weeks Dozie stayed home alone, if his dad was not away on business purposes he would come back home late in the night drenched of the stench of alcohol.
“Dozie its time we move on with our lives, yes I love your mom but I think we need a female in this house, someone to cook and keep the house clean, you and I can’t be battling in the kitchen everytime” his dad said to him over breakfast
“Let’s get a maid, I was thinking you will never say that dad” replied Dozie
His dad paused for a while, took a bite from his bread and drank a sip of his tea and then continued
“Am not talking of a maid Dozie, I need a wife, am getting a new wife, I deemed it fit to tell you as my son”
Like the hallowing sound of the long cathedral bell being rang on a chilly sunday morning, those words pierced through his ears, he was speechless as he watched his father continue with his meal.
The agreed weekend for the new wife to come had finally reached, at first Dozie was reluctant to arrange and clean the house as his father had instructed but when he wokeup that morning to the sight of his dad holding a broom and sweeping the compound, from the balcony he watched his father and felt pity on him and then decided to assist him in other house chores, Exactly 12 O’clock when they had finished preparing jellof rice and chicken, both were decked in their best clothings, Dozie wondered why is father was taking every too serious as if the said new wife won’t spend the rest of her life with him in that house, they heard a car honk outside and they both walked out of the house together while Dozie ran to the gate and opened it wide for the car to drive in, he could barely see who was in the car as it had tinted windscreen but when the car came to a halt inside the compound, Dozie closely watched as he walked back to where his dad was standing, both doors of the front seats of the car opened, first to catch his sight was a young fair girl in her late teen ages with her long hair and bum shorts straddling a backpack as she had her earpiece plugged to her ears, while a tall fair lady who is almost twice the height of Dozie’s father came out of the car with a cigarrete in her hand, shocked to his feet Dozie stood their watching as the lady smiled at my dad and then ran towards him saying
“Sweetheart! Am so happy”
They kissed right before me!, as she grabbed my dads butt and squeezed it, while I stood there looking at the girl whose face was buried in her phone, when they finally came out of their eroctic display of love, she turned toDozie who gave out a fake smile so as not to be tagged an enemy
“Awwwww! That must be Dozie Junior, I have heard a lot about you, my name is Cynthia and that’s my daughter Paris, but you can call me mom from today” Cynthia said
Rubbing Dozie’s head like he was a pet, he starred at his dad who was smiling sheepishly and then shook his head, Dozie shook hands with Cynthia, Paris removed the earpiece from her ears and said
“Where is my room please! Enough of the pleasantries”
Dozie’s father opened the door and the rest of them joined him inside the house
“Wow what is that am percieving” Cynthia asked
“My delicacy baby! I prepared something nice for you, let me go get it” Dad replied
As Dozie’s father walked into the kitchen, Dozie ran inside the kitchen with him
“Dad that woman smokes! Are you comfortable with that?” He asked
“C’mon boy! She stayed in London all her life so smoking to them is not a bad thing as we stereotype smokers as bad people in nigeria”
The living room was always littered with cigarrette stubs while Paris stayed indoors most of the times, on several occasion Dozie had tried to strike a conversation with Paris, she snubbed him most of the times or gave a flimsy excuse so as to be left alone.
So for companionship Dozie sneaked in his girlfriend into the house in one of those days his dad travelled out of town for business, inside the confines of his room they made love twice as Gloria his girlfriend moaned all through the sex bout, when it was getting dark he passed through the back of the house and sneaked Gloria out of the house and then walked into the house from the front door, he ran into Cynthia who was seated in the living room smoking and watching television, she looked at him and smiled
“Bad boy! I needed to confirm if it was you that was making that girl moan like that upstairs” she said
A woman Dozie looked upon as his new mom talking about sex in such an explicit way was sordid to his ears, he looked the other way and tried to walk past her as she added
“I wish you father was agile in bed like you, its been long a man made me feel that way”
As Dozie walked out on her into the hallway, he saw Paris standing by the hallway wearing her night gown
“Don’t mind mom, she is a crazy woman, please whatever she does don’t fuck her, what will you be doing with an old woman when young girls like us still exist” she said
Paris plugged her earphones, waddled her tiny waist back into her room, as he laid on his bed that night he prayed for his dad to come back soonest for he was trapped in the middle of two horny women who wants their burning sexual urge between their thighs to be quenched by him
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