Lara sat on the tiled floor, she pulled
a bowl of hot water towards her,
added some dettol, before dipping a
face towel into the bowl.
"Easy girlie..." she soothed herself as
she massaged her body. It had
ached her all night.
"Ouch! Eeish!" she exclaimed as she
pressed her swollen eye a little.
Her door squeaked open, she didn't
bother to look up, she knew it was
Tony.
Tony stood for while watching her
massage and press her body in
pains. He felt his heart melt! So he
was now a 'wife beater' ?
"Good morning Lara." He said gently.
"ouch!" Lara exclaimed pressing a
swollen part of her arm.
"Errm....sorry..." Tony said squatting
beside her.
She didn't reply, she continued her
work. "Errm..Lara, I'm very sorry for
what
happened yesterday..." he began
"Hmph! Did you brush your teeth
this morning?" Lara covered her
nose with her free hand.
He felt offended, he exhaled sharply
"I shouldn't have done what I did
yesterday...my anger took better
part of me..." he was trying his best
to sound gentle.
Lara laughed quitely. He peered at
her face, he wondered
if she heard him.
She applied some balm to her
wounds before looking up at him. "So
what now? You came to kill me"
she asked. "No...Lara I'm truly sorry
for..."
"Abegi! Spare those thrash talk! Go
and meet your Igbo sister and leave
me alone! Who are you trying to
decieve?" she interrupted him.
"Lara.." he tried to hold her but she
pushed him away. Her hands moved
to the bowl of water and Swoosh!
She threw it at him- towel and all.
Tony looked suprised, he surveyed
his drenched office clothes with his
eyes. "how dare you!" he shot at her.
"Oh yea! I just dared you! Rubbish!
Because I'm not an Igbo that's why
you are treating me this way shebi?"
Lara rose to her feet.
"Don't you ever try that on me
again!" Tony's anger let loose.
"So what if I do? You'll flog me? Ehn?
Answer me! Oshi buruku!" she
clapped her hands.
"You'll pay for this!" he told her
walking towards the door.
"Mr Tony?" she called after him. He
stoped holding the door knob.
Lara walked slowly towards him, a
smile playing on her lips. "Tony, I
just felt I should remind you,
that, the law of karma still reigns!"
she chuckled before walking into
her bathroom.
:::::::::*****:::::::::
"Hello? Mummy?" Lara placed her
phone on her ears. She knew what
to expect. Tony has taken her report
to her mother again.
"Hello Lara? What's this I'm hearing
about you?" her mother began. Lara
grimaced "So what did you hear?"
"Lara! I want you to come over to my
place now!" her mother ordered
cutting the call. "Sure...just a few
minutes, and you'l
see your beautiful daughter with a
swollen face and wounds all over
her body!" Lara said to the phone,
though she knew her mother won't
hear.
She walked into her mother's sitting
room without bothering to knock.
She looked around, the room was
re-furnished. Even her mother
looked furnished.
"Good day mum!" Lara threw her
bag at an armchair. "Lara? What
happened to your eyes-
your face?" her funke asked with
concern.
"Need to see some more?" Lara
chuckled showing her wounds to
her mother.
"Who did this to you?" Funke asked
again. "of course my loving, sweet,
adorable husband!" Lara said
sarcastically.
"What?!" Funke was shocked.
"Which one is 'what' again? Shebi
this is what you want? Ehn? Are you
suprised?, better save your suprised
look till when they bring ..." Lara
said
carefreely.
"How could he do such to you? I'm
sure something went wrong! Was it
after you poured hot water on him?"
funke said ignoring her daughter's
sarcasm.
Lara laughed. "my daughter, its well,
you should
just go back home, I'll call Tony..."
Funke began to say.
"not yet! I'm staying here for atleast
two weeks! I need to rest, before
going back to that dungeon!" Lara
protested, before taking her bag
inside.
Funke watched her daughter walk
inside. She picked her phone and
dailled Tony.
"Hello? My in law?" she listened for a
while "yes! Please do me a favour, let
Lara
stay with me for like a week,
please.." she lowered voice.
"Okay thanks, God bless you!" she
ended