Samuel seemed really happy about the idea of meeting his only son after 4 years. But how was Alex going to take all this. He got to know his father died abroad and he cried inconsolably. And now his supposedly dead father is back to see him.
"I have to talk to him first" I said after I thought about the whole thing. "Alright sweetheart ?" " Samuel, you can't call me that anymore. I'm married". The smile on his face immediately disappeared. He looked at me closely to see if I was probably joking. After, he realized that what I said was the truth, his shoulders dropped. He was obviously hurt. "Cynthia why?" "Ah, what do you mean by why? Is it my fault that you got married abroad and faked your death?" He just looked down looking more hurt. Why is he even trying to make me feel bad.
As if I'm the one that left. Knowing that my words are the reason for his sadness, I truly felt bad. "I'm sorry for saying those words. God willing tomorrow you'll get to meet Alex." With that I started packing my things and set off to go home. Since I saw Samuel that day and we talked for sometime, I didn't get home early. But I thought I was okay because the previous day, I cooked a lot of rice to sustain us that day.
"Why are you now coming?" was what greeted me when I got to the living room. "Anyway, hurry up and cook. I'm starving." He continued without allowing me to answer. I was so thankful that there was food from the previous day because I was really tired and there were no food stuff to even cook with. "There's food in the fridge. Let me heat it and set the table" I said while finding my way to the kitchen. "Oh the rice, I finished it in the morning oo". He said while changing the TV station. My heart suddenly skipped a beat. He finished our supper for the day? "No, it was the rice in the big pot oo. It was almost full. Maybe it's a different leftover." I replied trying to comfort myself that there was still food.
"Yes, it's that one. I don't know why but I've been feeling very hungry today. I didn't eat all at once though. I ate it whenever I felt hungry" I couldn't *take this anymore. What kind of human being is this? I rushed to the kitchen to see for myself because I still couldn't *believe that Nelson c* ould finish all the food.
I got there and saw the cooking pot on the floor with rice grains scattered all over the floor. Alex was asleep at the *moment but what was he going to eat once he woke u* p? I wondered. I got to the living room and saw him laughing heartily because of something on the TV.* "So *what do you expect us to eat?" "What kind of question is that? Cook erh" Good Lord!! This man is really getting on my nerves. "Nelson, I don't even rememb* er the last time you provided money for food but you are the one who eats the most.
And you think about your stomach alone. Did you even consider the fact that that was the only food we had?" I was completely ignored as I continued to rant. Just then, Alex came to the living room. "Mommy, I'm hungry." He said while rubbing his eyes.
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