Proud woman episode 6

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#EPISODESIX

(MY SPECIAL LOVE STORY)


"Ay Ay Marshall?".

"Ay Ay Chatapurai!!!".

"Ay Ay Marshall?"

"Ay Ay Chatapurai!!!".

Craig David smiled to himself as they gathered in the hall to have their Chatapurai meeting. "Our selected candidate has higher influence on the people than the brother of the boss does. The hospital our candidate built for the less privileged has gained him a wonderful reputation to start with. No one would suspect that he had done it for politics sake. Majority of the estates in the country are named after him because he made those roads! Up Stera Badima!!!".


"Up Stera Badima!!!". They chorused.


Lady Catarina walked into their midst and bowed to them all in courtesy. "Most of us don't read entertainment news and that is where the real news is most of the time".

"Entertainment news? What is there?". Craig searched through his phone on an entertainment news application.

"Is your daughter not the writer? Rita Anabel David?".

"What happened to her?".

"She is dating the son of the right hand man of our enemy, the brother of the president, Jonathan Graham ".

His phone fell off his hand. He was shocked. "That can never happen!".

Rita's mother, Leah smiled to herself. "Leave that to me to take care of".



I was writing a new book in my study room when i suddenly heard a knock on the door. "Myra, check who is that".

I continued writing but stopped immediately I heard a man's voice in the sitting room.

I rushed out to check who it was.

Raymond Anderson.

He was holding a package which he dropped on the dining table immediately I walked in.

"What is in that package?". I asked him curiously.

"Food ingredients. I want to cook a special white soup for us. You will love it".

"You want to cook for me? But why?".

"I want to cook for you because you are my woman and you deserve to be treated like a queen".

Why was he suddenly acting so sweet to me? Was he just trying to get my heart?

I tried to hide the excitement i was feeling that moment and shrugged. "You can have your way then".

He carried the package to the kitchen and when Myra offered to help him in the kitchen, he declined her offer.

I walked back to my study room to continue writing but I couldn't even concentrate on what I intended to write because my mind kept reminding me that someone was in my kitchen...a stranger.

He knocked on the door of my study room.

"The door is open". I responded and continued writing.

He was not holding the tray of food as I had expected. There was humour in his eyes as he walked towards me. "Were you waiting for your servant to dish out food for you? Go and dish out food for the both of us".

"What of Myra?".

"I sent her on an errand so that she won't be here to help you do everything".

"Why don't you dish out the food yourself since you cooked it?".

"I just feel like you should humble yourself a little for this little while".

"Dishing out food for you is humility?".

"Why not?"

I reluctantly walked to the kitchen to dish out food for the both of us.

As I was dishing it into one of the plates, I felt his arm around me.

Raymond was hugging me from behind.

My heart was beating so fast.

No man had ever hugged me like that before.

But somehow, it felt so good.

"Why are you giving me a back hug?". I asked him sternly.

"I know you need it".

"You always act like you know everything about me".

"I know everything about a woman I like".

I stopped short and turned to him. "Woman you like? So Mr Raymond likes me?".

"The almighty Raymond likes the almighty Rita".

"Rita Anabel David".

"Rita".

"I know you like me too, Rita".

"Like you? Are you kidding me right now?".

He kissed me on my forehead.

I felt very uncomfortable immediately he did that to me.

He chuckled. "You are so naive".

I swallowed uneasily. "I am not naive".

He chuckled again. "You haven't even had your first kiss before".

"I have". I heard myself stutter.

Raymond kissed me.

The first time I was receiving a kiss.

I had never had time for romance because I always believed that no man was worthy of me.

Even if I hated to admit it that moment, i just felt as if Raymond was worthy of my heart. He was worthy of kissing me, he was worthy of giving me a back hug because I enjoyed everything he was doing to me. My heart enjoyed everything about Raymond even I hated to admit it.

When on earth did it start happening?

He stopped kissing me when we heard footsteps.

Someone just entered the kitchen.

We looked up to see whom the person was.

It was my mother.


#fromyourfastfingers


Onyekachi Ikeh.