My Ex-boyfriends Friend – Episode 6

MY EX-BOYFRIENDS FRIEND – Episode 6
A story by Kennedy C Katongo

On our way, Angel started telling me about a friend of hers from work who had given his girlfriend a sum of K10000 for upkeep.
“What do you think of such a guy?” she asked excitedly.
“I love class and all, but I think the guy over did himself. Maybe he thinks that way she won’t cheat on him.” I laughed as I scrolled my news feed on Facebook.
“Money doesn’t keep a lady,” she quickly responded.”
“It doesn’t, but it can surely enslave a lady. On the other hand, Let’s face the facts… How many guys did you date in college who would give you money yet you still dumped them?” I asked her.
“Am not answering that. Besides it wasn’t K10000. But on a serious note I get your point. His relationship is being based on money… It’s like his using money to keep her on lock down. But again, I find it funny that the girl couldn’t even pump some sense into the guy.” she responded.
“For me I would rather date someone I can build, i wouldn’t want to be a home wrecker. As a girlfriend I think you need to have enough wisdom to advise your man.”
“Thats true. By the time the dude realises how wrong he was, ninshi nabamuma Ka eat and run.” She said. This statement was accompanied by laughter from both of us.
It wasn’t until long, we had just a few more minutes until we arrived at my grandparents house.
Angel had spent the rest of the drive listening to my complaints on how relationships were stressful and made one to be downhearted.
“For someone who was just from giving sound advice on the K10000 story, You really just have a wrong view of relationships, that’s why you will find it hard dating. Am telling you.”
“Nah, It’s just that Mwango is taken. Me and the dude click, we understand each other like a perfect recipe.” I said.
“Please don’t start with that Facebook guy again. You of all people need to know that there is real life after Facebook. Real!” she lashed at me. In every word that Angel spoke emphasis could be detected.
“I think you need to fight for what you have and not fantasize. Age doesn’t run backwards you know?” she added cocksure.
I couldn’t help it but frown, Angel was now acting like my parents and grandparents.
I wouldn’t help but wonder what happened to the strong and independent personality I knew of her.
“Age is just a number, I shouldn’t marry because am getting old. That’s the mistake many of these young ladies are making. Instead of working hard for themselves and being established, all they seem to look forward to is marriage, and then when in marriage the guy starts cheating and acting up, she then is forced to stay in such a marriage set up because she has no where to go. People are suffering in these marriages.” I said full of passion.
“Miss therapist, is that what your clients tell you?” she asked and gave a devilish smile.
“Its not just my clients Angel, I see these things. Isn’t it just last week you where talking about not seeing a future with Captain?” I asked her.
“I did, but the dude is changing. I don’t know how but his stepping up his game. I might reconsider what I said after all.” with a confused look on her face as she spoke those words.
“Am not saying marriage is a waste of time, I look forward to it, but when that day comes I want it to be for a special feeling called love and not age.” I shook my head as I spoke.
“You make a good therapist though, with a bit of lectures you will be polished and ready for work.” She added.
I loved the whole idea of being a therapist but gash, that was just something I enjoyed doing on social media.
Moreover, I loved my job and I was passionate about it, considering that I was working for one of the biggest Fashion and Publishing houses in Lusaka. OWI was family, it was a company of luxury and class.
Being a secretary there was a dream come alive.
We arrived at my grandparents house, they stayed in MeanWood, grandpa was a retired Accountant who had ventured into business and owned a number of companies, Granny happened to be the manage of all these businesses.
They had made a strong team together, I could tell where my own father got his ambitious and perfectionist attitude from.
“Kutemwa!” My grand mother called out as she saw us.
Angel rushed to meet my granny, Angel and her were buddies.
She quickly whispered something into granny’s ear as I approached.
“Hello Granny…” I said as I hugged her.
“Angel was right, you look a mess.” she said as she looked at me, “Come here and give granny a hug…” she said with her arms wide open.
“What you girls need is a time out. Let’s go…” Granny said as she led the way.
“I hope we going to the kitchen” Angel said to me.
Angel was something else once we met my granny. Not even once did she ever support me, it’s like she became a whole different person. She kept tell on me.
“You need to let go of silly relationship and focus more on things that are productive. Most of these guys just have sex on their mind, that’s all they think about. Be careful…” Granny said as we entered the house randomly.
We both kept silent for a second as we looked at each other, then Angel spoke.
“Thats exactly what I told her…” Angel added confidentiality.
I gave her a strong stare, this meant war once we got back home.
“Granny the house looks beautiful, I love what you have done with the colors.” Angel said as she walked around the living room.
Standing there reminded me of the times we had to bath first before coming inside to watch TV.
“Granny where did you get these curtains?” I asked her.
“I bought them online, Amazon.” She responded as her voice faded.
“Amazon!” Angel exclaimed. “How did she know about that? I mean, I haven’t even used eBay yet.”
“You girls think we old folks are dull, nope this lady.” Granny said as she came through with a plate filled with cookies.
“Have something to eat, we have alot to day today.” She said as she sat down.
In the middle of our small talks, granny picked up a book from under the table as she walked to her book shelf.
“What book is that?” Both Angel and I asked.
“This one?” She asked with a smile, “It’s ‘The Midnight Scream’ I thought you two would have already read it by now.” she added.
“The midnight scream! Is it horror?” Angel asked smilingly.
“Not really, but it’s based on a horrifying incident that happened in Tanzania.” She responded as she now sat down.
“It’s a good read, the fact that it’s written by a Zambian makes it even more adventurous.”
After sharing surprised looks, I just had to ask, “Which Zambian writer is that?”
“Her name is Mbulu Mundia, try googling her.” By the time Google was being named by granny Angel was already handing me her phone.
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“We have some work suits in the spare bedroom, you two ladies will be helping me with my gardening today.” Granny said as she immediately pointed at the story room.
“Gardening!, This isn’t what I had in mind.” Angel exclaimed. I couldn’t help but laugh at her.
“Its not funny Kutemwa, I thought we would be learning some secret recipes…”
“This is granny for you, now you get why I didn’t want to come right?” I smiled.
Both of us changed into work suits and followed Granny to her small garden, we were planting beans. I knew it was going to be a long day, but Angel saw my Granny as an icon.
It was more of a class room setup and Angel was that bright kid that annoyingly kept asking question after question.
“You ladies need to understand something, Just because he gives you what you want doesn’t qualify him to be the one, notice how he sacrifices for you… If a man can sacrifice for you then he truly cherishes you.” She said calmly.
“But Granny, how can you know that his sacrificing And not just giving you?” I asked.
“We give out of what we have and we sacrifice from what is left. Let’s say I have 5 Mangoes, if I give you 2, that’s called giving. But if I have 1 Mango and then I give it to you, it means I have sacrificed because I have nothing left for myself.” she said thoughtfully.
It was like she was trying to make sense out of what she had spoken.
“Now! you ladies of today, you want a man who has everything. Whose more like an ATM, you just say what you want and he sends. What makes you so sure he can’t do that for another lady? True love demands sacrifice, always remember that.” “A good lady can point at her boyfriend and proudly say we have come a long way because you can see something you contributed in his life.” Granny added.
“Then relationships are just complicated Granny, I don’t think I would wish such a thing on a friend.” Angel commented.
“Relationships are lectures, you need to understand that neither you nor your partner are perfect, give each other time to grow and that only happens when you face obstacles together as a couple. In short, attend the lectures together.”
“Granny that’s kind of hard, this is the 21st century.” I protested.
“Its because of that line of thought why you young ladies keep changing boyfriends like underwear. Have you changed the methods of mathematics since you learned them?” She asked.
Angel was taken, she was snapping her fingers as she threw two bean seeds into the soil.
Granny was such a direct person, that was her way of giving advice.
“We still use the same rules and methods.” Angel responded with excitement.
“Exactly, the game has changed that’s true. But the rules of the game are still the same. There is nothing wrong with having an old school relationship.” Granny smiled.
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It was a long day, very productive and educative.
I could see the look in Angels eyes, she wished she could have been taking notes, she just couldn’t get over some of the phrases that Granny had said.
“You Grandparents are cool, I think I will give Captain a chance, I mean, the guy has been putting in alot of effort lately.” She said as we drove home.

TO BE CONTINUED…

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