Chapter 166: New Gist

Well, all the while as they discussed, Cynthia and I were in my disorganized house having a staring competition, she was so acting like a shy girl, that was quite unlike her, though we never chatted since today, we both chatted last night before I slept, and she was not like that. The truth was that since after the sec we have really not seen eye to eye, I think it was the reason why she was that shy, and judging from the fact that she had said a lot of things to me, a lot of things that she can't say to me in my face, maybe that was also why she was shy. Yeah, she was shy because I tried several times to come close to her but she kept circumventing. I even tried to establish a conversation with her, but she started giving me the usual girly boring response, the one-word responses that girls usually use during chats, I think that they usually do that intentionally to bore someone to death. We were there talking meaningless nonsense like to twaddlers before mom and aunty Paula came in and asked us to pick a few things that we had to take to go over to Cynthia's place.

Cynthia was actually excited to have me in her place, but her unusual shyness will not allow her to express her feeling. Well in no long time, we already picked our night wears and other little things with us to mom's friend's house. As we went there, mom and aunty Paula were at the front while I and Cynthia were behind watching them discuss while Cynthia just kept on blushing like a new bride.

"So you and I will sleep together tonight."

I teased her and she looked at me with a shock, more like she wished it was possible.

"Hmm, keep dreaming, it will no longer be my mom that will attack you, my Dad will skin you." 

So she said. I was actually glad that I could actually make her talk. For all this while, I have been trying to start a conversation but she kept killing it with a one-word answer, think God she finally said something. 

"Oh. Finally, you said something,"

I said to her teasingly and she smiled with a little more blush.

"Leave me alone joor."

So she said. A few minutes later and we were already at the place, Cynthia ran forward to go open the gate. Now Cynthia's had a gate but ours had no gate, maybe that was why the hoodlums managed to penetrate easily. In my house, it was the flowers and carpet grasses that grew on the lawn that we use to define boundaries between us and our neighbors.

Cynthia quickly dipped her hand in her left tight pocket to remove the bunch of keys that she used in opening that. She was wearing a very tight jeans trousers which made her nice round ass nudge out causing my eyes to constantly pause her backside, she caught me several times staring and it only made her blush.

When we got inside, mom and aunty Paula couldn't help but continue with their gossip.

"My dear, come here, I have got more gust for you."

Mom said to aunty Paula as she seem to linger around the kitchen, hearing mom say that she got gist for her, aunty Paula quickly left what she was doing and ran down to where mom was sitting.

"Tell me, my dear, what is it"

She asked looking so curious, hahaha, these ladies really enjoy their company especially when they gossip, I just prayed and hoped they were not planning to gossip about me.

"You will not believe who I saw today, hmm you just can believe it."

Mom said

"Tell me na, who did you see? Tell me please."

Aunty Paula demanded looking exceptionally interested.

"Hmm, it was Matthew, Matthew I."

Mom said.

"Matthew? Who is Matthew? Do I know him?"

Aunty Paula asked looking even more curious.

Matthew, you na, w

How many Matthew do you and I mutually know?

Mom asked her.

"Oh, Matthew? The Mr. NABAM?"

 She said in a whisper with her eyes wide open.

"Yes, Mr. NABAM. We were going to the cinema when he walked to me, at first I pretended like I do not know him and he started explaining oo hmm..."

Mam said.

"Seriously? What a small world.". 

Aunty Paula said.

"Hmm, my dear, I am not sure that the world is that small, he told me how he had been looking for me for years, my dear it was not funny."

Looking for you? For what? What about his wife? Yeah, his wife and children."

Aunty Paula asked.

"Hmm, my sister, he said that she divorced him and that he had no kids, aha, let me shock you. Do you know that the bastard thinks that my Damian is his son?"

"What? Damian? His son, how? Oh, so because his wife left him so he now felt Damian is his son? How is that even possible?"

Aunty Paula asked looking confused.

"See me oo, though we met almost five months before he married, but can he not see the boy? Does he look any way like him? His eyes and hair, does he look like him? That man must be a clown, you need to see how he was telling how he suffered on his search for me. I swear, that man is a comedian."

Mom said. 

"Hmmm, Juliet, this matter is somehow strong o, you just have to be careful, whenever you meet him again you will have to tell him the living truth, tell him and convince him that Damian is not his son."

Aunty Paula said.

Well, not too long after we had made ourselves comfortable in aunty Paula's how we heard the sound of the hun and Immediately Cynthia jumped up fro where she was looking so excited as she said that her father was back.