Zainab, My Love (13)

He hesitated. “Guy, you know I cannot be seen roaming the village with a mad girl. Besides, Zainab chases everyone away with her stick besides you. How do you expect me to care for a girl that might bite me or split my head open.”

“Zainab is not a monster. If you are kind to her, she’ll be kind to you. Anyway, on the day that I’m to leave, I’ll take you to her and get you two acquainted.”

He gave a nervous chuckle and after a brief pause, he shrugged, “Okay but how long will you be gone for?”

“I don’t know, four to ten years maybe…” “Ten years?

“Guy, I go don marry by then o. Who knows, Zainab might even be dead by then.” 

When I glared at him for making such a statement, he cleared his throat and quickly apologized and I went home.

On the day that I was to travel. I went to see Zainab that morning. When she saw me coming, a smile broke on her face but when she saw Kalu behind me, the smile faded. I explained to her that I was travelling and tried to get her acquainted with Kalu but each time he tried to touch her, she would shrug him away and move to my side.

I didn’t have enough time so I left both of them there. As I got into my uncle’s car, Zainab raced after it, calling out to me and crying too, begging me to come back.

To be continued…

© Angela Okoduwa

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Angela Okoduwa

She's a passionate writer and has written novels on almost every sub-genre, ranging from romance, paronormal, thrillers, science fiction, fantasy , mafia and erotic. She's also a writer of short erotic Nigerian stories which have not only won many hearts but has also inspired and educated many readers worldwide. You can check out her works on Amazon

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