The Housemates – Episode 42

THE HOUSEMATES – Episode 42

A story by Kennedy C Katongo

 

FALL OUT OF LOVE (P.4)

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Eunice threw the laptop on the group and began jumping on it.

“Eunice there is my stuff in there…” Bwalya said.

She opened it and got a brick and began hitting it. She still had the water, so she poured it on the laptop.

Maluba and Rose came outside to watch what she was doing and found her screaming and shouting. Bwalya kept trying to ran, but since he was drunk – he would always fall. She went back inside.

“Ooh! That’s like an Applied laptop, that thing is expensive…” Maluba murmured.

“Yep, and she just crushed it like it was nothing. Her love for water, she now becoming the last water bender.” Rose responded to her friends commented.

“Nomba imwe mulemutambafye (Now you are just watching her)?” Chongolo said to the ladies.

“Awe mayo. I wouldn’t want to get caught up in this… she’s just from breaking his phone. The way she has beat them up with the pressing iron.” Rose said, since she was small, she had to stand behind Maluba just to avoid being caught up.

As they were talking she came out with a 5 litre container of cooking oil and began pouring it on the young lady that was just in a Jean and bra.

Peter then rushed to stop Eunice, he held her tightly and began leading her back into the house.

“Leave me!let me deal with him… so iwe you think am stupid to stay with you is that right? do you know the type of men that follow me… and you are here sleeping with these women for money, Shame! Shame on you Bwalya.” She kept shouting as Peter forced her to now enter the house.

“Nomba iwe uchili naulala instead of running!” Chongolo laughed.

“Utubaiche utu ukupama (These young ones – the courage) surely you can’t even ran?” Rose shouted.

Chongolo told Maluba and Rose to go and help out Peter as she stayed outside. Bwalya came ran in all directions shouting, it’s like he was just waiting for Eunice to be out of site for him to speak out.

“Who do you think you are? Just because you have money you think you can do what ever you want? Am the man!” Bwalya shouted.

“Atase! You think I owe you? Go back, I can live without you. How dare you break my IPhone! walachimona (you will see)!” He kept shouting.

“Bwalya behave yourself. What you trying to do?” Chongolo said.

“Awe Chongolo, she thinks I owe her my life. In fact I don’t want you hear… get your bags and go back to where ever you came from.” Bwalya said.

Just then he began coughing continuously – and in one big throw, he began throwing up.

Peter came back running because he wanted to leave a gap between him and Eunice, when this was accomplished, he immediately locked the door.

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About 20 minutes had passed that’s when Max walked in from the front gate like a mad man, behind him was Samuel walking as fast as he could just to catch up.

“What happened?” Max asked.

“He went drinking…” Peter responded.

Max wasted no time, he ordered the young lady to get out and leave. She tried to hesitate but just the sound of his voice alone was enough to convince her to go.

“Samuel follow her. Max sure she doesn’t seat outside the gate.” Max said, “Where is Eunice?”

“I’ve locked her up with Rose and Maluba, she was about to burn this place to the ground. That lady is serious…” Peter said as Max walked towards Bwalya who had now kept silent and had folded himself.

“I’ve messed up big this time didn’t I?” Bwalya asked.

“Huh… is that what you asking? Okay let me answer you!” Max shouted.

“Max, let it go!” Chongolo said calmly.

But he didn’t seem like he was going to let anything go, from the look of things he was ready to punch his friend in the face right there.

“Am not letting anything go! I ask you, I bloody asked you Bwalya and you gave me your damn word that you were not going to kiss a damn bottle with your idiotic professional friends of yours. But no!…” He said harshly. Nothing was going to stop Max from shouting, he had already snapped.

“Max calm down man…” Peter said as he tried to move him aware from Bwalya.

“No Peter… let me tell him. It seems he still doesn’t get how much he has messed up.”

“Am sorry! I’ve said am sorry…” Bwalya sobbed as he sat on the ground.

“Sorry! sorry my foot. You couldn’t hold your word man – you couldn’t and sorry ain’t going to cut it this time around.” Max yelled.

Outside stood Max, Chongolo, Peter and Bwalya not forgetting the young lady that came with him. At this point, she had been beaten and poured a bucket of water by Eunice.

Maluba and Rose had made sure to lock Eunice inside the house and three the keys on the window just to make sure she didn’t leave the room.

Bwalya had received his fair share of beating. As he sat there his face was full of nail marks and blood because water wasn’t the only thing that caught him… Eunice had used a pressing Iron and hit him on the face a number of times.

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“I knew it, so that’s why he kept refusing every time I told him I want to visit.” Eunice said, she was pissed and at that moment didn’t care about anything – all she wanted was to send him to the hospital.

Both Maluba and Rose didn’t know what to say in order to comfort her, they just stood and listened as she kept talking and talking.

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“You just here shouting at me, she has broke phone and laptop.” Bwalya objected.

“You lucky she didn’t break you damn head. What were you thinking sure? I thought you were over these drunkard girls you like sleeping with.” Max shouted.

Peter was silent as Max was talking, he knew better than to comment because just a couple of months ago he ha been doing the same thing.

“Why cant you drink and come back home in peace! But no, you are Mr Clinical Officer so the guy’s will think less of you if you don’t pick up a girl. Damn man…” Max said bitterly as he shook his head.

“She’s gone…” Samuel said as he came back.

Chongolo made it known that Bwalya was actually bleeding because he had been beaten up badly with the iron.

“We need to get him to the hospital, his adrenaline is up that’s why he can’t even feel the pain, plus who knows how many bottles his drunk.” Chongolo said.

“Am not going to the Hospital with him, I can end up killing him on the way. Peter can you please take him? Samuel can accompany you.” Max suggested.

After all that talk about women and alcohol; Peter was more than pleased to take Bwalya to the Hospital. He immediacy went to get his car, they got Bwalya and put him in the back.

“Now its your turn to get a beating.” Chongolo pointed at Max as she laughed.

“Why do I get a beating?” Max frowned.

“The fact that you knew your friend sleeps around with girls and you never dared to tell Eunice about it, I think that attracted a beating.” She giggled.

“I don’t even have her line, am not in the business of associating with my friends girlfriends.” Max said as he shook his head.

“Who does that? you know you can be weird at times right?” She asked him.

“Its not being weird. Its to make sure I avoid finding myself in mix ups like these.” He said while holding his waist.

“Why you look sweaty?” Chongolo asked him.

“You guys made us run to the station.” Max said as he caught his breathe, “She even poured water on the laptop?” He exclaimed after noticing that the ground where pieces of the laptop had scattered was wet.

“Are you sure you okay?” Chongolo asked once again.

“Don’t worry, am fine. I just don’t remember the last time I had to shout at someone like that.” Max responded.

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“Peter! I think we should hurry his losing consciousness.” Samuel said nervously.

“Don’t worry he will be okay. He just drunk a lot.”

“Don’t people die while drunk? Imagine reaching heaven and you drunk… The Angels would have to out you in rehab.” Samuel said as they both began laughing.

Samuel wasn’t pissed, he was all cool, the only thing he wanted was to see if for real Eunice was Bwalya’s girlfriend; that’s if she was still going to be the girlfriend be the time they came back home.

“Am still confused, how did a drunkard like Bwalya eben start dating a lady like her – these are the errors of life.

°°°°°TO BE CONTINUED°°°°°

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