LOVE TRAIN: """MY FATHER'S WIFE""" ...Season 2 EPISODE 21

“Please i am not in the mood for this, say what you want and get out as you can see am busy”.
The little chuckle she gave out made licia turn in her current seating position as she watched on possibly trying to add the pieces together the much she could.
“Your son have been disturbing to visit you” She intoned giving Ryan a gentle nudge as she stressed the word ‘son’ a little exaggeratedly.
“I can see you have a full house” she was now looking at licia who returned her gaze squarely.
“So i have to leave him here, cus i need to go somewhere now”
She nudged Ryan gently and he gently ran to me clasping his tiny small hands around my legs.
“Be a good boy” She intoned, not so sure if that was meant for me or Ryan, she dropped his back park and then cat walked out in a rehearsed manner.

Jessy carried Ryan off to play with him immediately the door closed behind Amanda.
I slumped back on my chair, my hands on my face and a loud sigh.
“Baby don’t worry, everything will be well” Chioma said throwing her hands around me, but i could see an unsaid worry written all over her face.
It was a stale day having chioma and Ryan in my house at the same time, no matter how hard she tried the masked look of insecurity in her eyes could hardly be hidden.
Her eyes which perched like a blacked out jewel always seemed to dim in a twitched face when ever Ryan was there.
She had officially announced to me that she was pregnant and was 2months gone already.
The news sounded fresh and new to me even though i have known before.
It still felt like it was the first time i was hearing it, maybe it was because of the smile and pride in her eyes or the explosive kiss that followed.
In the morning Jessy had gone home with Ryan back to papa’s house, Licia have retired to her own home leaving the house only for chioma and i.
“Baby i think i will have to go and see your parents now” i presented checking to see any strange reaction.
“I think its a good idea” she intoned from the kitchen as jangling sounds of dishes sipped out from there.
The afternoon sun hung lazily across, but the rays it gave off was weak and gold. Dusty air swayed around as we drove towards chioma’s house.
The very view of the gate sent an alien scare in me, i haven’t seen Chioma’s parent since this issue arose and i fear what might come out from this visit.
Chioma’s mother was hot tempered, fast to conclude, opinionated, strong willed and stubborn. Her father was more rational, cool tampered, a mild talker but always seemed to be on his wife’s side.
The look on Hassan’s face as i walked past the gate with chioma was an impossible mixture of fear and sense of obligation.
He had been charged to hold the gate from me by his oga but here was i moving straight without opposition just that scared look in his eyes.
A look from chioma had done the trick, hassan needed no more persuasion. He knew his oga could sack him but disobeying small madam could make his oga sack him three times faster than normal.
The house was cold and a looming cloud of an untold rain threatened to fall right there inside.
I was tensed and scared but chioma’s hand holding my tight was a little soothing.
“what is he doing here” that shrieking voice sang out just before the stair case, i looked up and chioma’s mother was speeding down the stair case, her hands clutching the rails tight and long flowing gown flying behind her in all her thickness.
“What is he doing here” she barked again peering her gaze from Chioma to me, her widened eyes glowed with fury and contempt.
A loud silence engulfed me, i could see her lips moving but heard nothing, her fingers pointing at Chioma who stood still without shaking.
“what are you doing here?” Am sure that question was meant for me this time and the stronger the look of contempt she wore.
“Good afternoon ma” i spilled looking beside me to be sure Chioma still was there, her face was blank and from the watery sparkle it was obvious tears were forming in her eyes.
“Sky my parents are really mad especially my mum, i don’t know if they will listen to anything we say” she had intoned as we drove to her house.
“Don’t worry, am sure they will still come around” i had assured her with an unsure tone.

...TBC...