BRAIN WASH

After much thought on how I would spend my law school in a different location, and the joy of meeting new faces and interacting with them based on a professional level, the excitement in me can never be overemphasized.

It was a cool evening, not far from noon, which was almost the time for hubby to come back from his day's job. All preparation for his meal has been done but the dusk was still young and refreshing.

Then I heard the sound of the car horn popping out like the siren in a police vehicle, it is a mini-estate with three bedrooms in each apartment, we were just six tenants and the gateman's house to crown it seven buildings erected in a fenced land outside the main city but not too far from the city.

I rushed out of my room, with my casuals on to check through the day blind curtain, knowing fully well that he would be back anytime soon. To avail, he wasn't the one but it was my noosing neighbor who always feels that her corporate work and everyday outing without staying at home is the best life to leave. She has been married for six years and blessed with two kids. She seems nice and competitive, I must say but our age differentiated our sense of reasoning for she was way older.

Ngozi was just a neighbor whom I try to associate myself with when am less busy or needed a companion around. She goes to work anytime she feels the need to, and I have no idea on what she does for a living. Sometimes corporate, other times business in her so-called shop, her unstable discussions make me wonder about her ways.

My husband and I sometimes laugh about her inconsistency towards her work life, he always says she impersonates a life she wished she had, I tend to accept his words but still, my interactions with her haven't stopped.

All the while I was staring out the window watching the gate and hoping he was the one after a while I got tired and dizzy, I stood up to get a bottle of water from the refrigerator when I heard a car horn, I got a grip of myself and the feelings of knowing that he was the one kept me ecstatic and waiting to behold his presence.

He got out of the red Matrix car with his blazers folded on his left hand while he tries to hold his briefcase at his right. I viewed him for some seconds with a radiating face, my tall, black, and handsome husband, picturing how my children would look like when we eventually start having one. Then I tingled my face in self-absorption, stood, and went towards the door to open and view the creation of God.

"Honey, welcome home, how was your day"?

He crumbled inside and responded sluggishly, feeling sad I guess, I tried to caress his shoulder as he sat down on the couch, but he relented, he moved afar, trying to pull off his shoe.

I was worried at his countenance, wondering what the problem is, he pulled off his shoe and asked me to go keep them inside the bedroom without much emphasis. I was evaporated by his attitude knowing that I had very great news and plans to make for my law school admission and here he was all sulk about what I had no idea about.

"Please, honey what's the problem"

I asked curiously, with much solemn and sympathetic manner, he looked at me all boiled up in rage but calm in sadness, then he asked for a glass of water. I ran into the kitchen to get a glass and then to the dining table for some water from the dispenser and then ran towards his point of relaxation. He took the cup from me and sipped a little of it, and kept it on the center table.

"Have you called your dad concerning the school fees?"

He said with a deep sense of reasoning, I gladly said yes and even went further to enlighten him about the extra money he sent.

I saw a brightened face after my word but it didn't last long, he turned towards my direction, and held my hands in acceptance of what he is possibly going to say.

"My dear, law school is one month from now before you will be able to pay your school fees"

I concurred, have seen the calendar for the new session, I just wanted to have the money so I won't be cut unaware

"I just got fired at the office today for negligence and gross misconduct on my part"

I was surprised and sober too, wondering what he did that led to him being sacked. Although he went further to explain about writing an appeal stating his defense on what he was accused of

" For what reason," I asked looking at him in a sobered way.

" Right now am just tired, I just want to relax and later figure out something"

I was confused but I just had to say okay with the hope of knowing the reason, but he went further to explain how we need to manage for the next week pending when he would get another job or possibly his office accepting his pleadings. I succumbed because it was the right thing to do based on the circumstances around us.

"You said he sent way more than the fees, right?"

"Yes, he did. About 150k extra" I said with much relief that we are gradually talking about my law school.

He flipped my silky box braid attachment backward to view my face thoroughly, he looked at me in a succulent manner, I felt engrossed in the sexual appearance he was trying to create.

" My love, please let's take out that extra money he sent to forfeit some house stuff while I run around to get a job or something else" he gave me a peck on the forehead, cheek, and lips making me feel vulnerable at his sight, the tension in me knowing my state at that moment.

I quickly said yes, went inside, and brought out my ATM card for his management, he was elated at my gesture and promised to repay once he settles himself.