Today morning I received a call, and a breath taking one for that matter.
My phone rings and it is 6:00 AM, just the time I always roll in bed and ask myself where my life is heading to nowadays. Well, the person who was on the other side of the phone was a lady. A relief, you would think, but not after what she had to say.
“Hallo… you sound sleepy… So you still in bed, mmmh?.. (I murmur some inaudible nonsense). Ati it’s still early for you to wake up? So after getting me pregnant you still have no intentions of working hard to fend for me and your unborn baby, is that it?” Okay, now I was fully awake. Did someone just mention that she is pregnant for me? Meaning that months later a child will be born and I will have to deal with hospital bills, pampers, clothes and all those other expensive things that come with babies… wait. “how again did you get pregnant?” I asked.
“What kind of stupid question is that. So, you thought by running away from me, things will change? You can’t run away from this. Prepare yourself for time is due for you to grow some balls and take your responsibilities. Mmmh, Johnie, mimi hutanichezea ivo.”
Now I was sweating. In fact, my bed wasn’t comfortable again, not any more. Now, why on earth did I not use protection and… wait, “Did you say I am Johnie? Nope, that’s not me sister. No, listen, I am Tony… Yes Tony wa Roysa… Sorry what? One night stand? No, I don’t even know what that is because you see, I am a christian I dont even do the things you are saying. Yes. Please check the number again…”
“Oh, sorry. Wrong number!” she said. Suddenly, the bed was comfortable again, hata usingizi ikaanza kurudi. But before I could hang up, I advised, “look for that guy and he must take the responsibility. Exactly! mmmh? In fact do better, pay him an impromptu visit!.. yes. Bye bye! Saitan”
Sighing heavily For the first time I appreciated the fact that my number was the wrong number!!!
