Wrong Start

Episode 17

Daisy Yawson

 

His eyes darkened with rage and lust after she uttered those words. The hurt in his eyes was visible but those reactions cleared every doubt. He still loved her and she remembered it now. Every single bit of it but it was too late. She’d exposed herself.

“I’m sorry it was a mistake.”

He knew he too had made mistakes before. Especially when she was a new bride to him but he’d regretted it and she’d forgiven him. Now he knew he had to be the bigger person and forgive her.

He looked deeply into her eyes, seeing regret in them, he uttered.

“Mimi, I won’t be able to hold back if something like this happens even if it’s accidental.”

And he was right. Half of the time, it was their son that had held him back from doing what he would have regretted later on.

Mimi heaved a sigh of relief that she’d finally come clean to him.

“How did you find me?”

“Forget about that,” he told her, finally letting his body lay on the master bed.

Mimi was still not satisfied with his answer.

“Sit down and let’s talk please.”

Sitting next to him, she could only see the left side of his face. Handsome and cleanly shaved. Everything about him screamed rich even though he wore simple clothing like most men out there.

“I want Enoch to celebrate his birthday with his mother.”

Mimi looked away concealing her disappointment for bringing their son with him.

Seeing right through her, he shook his head in disbelief, taking off his clothes and laying them down on the bed.

“I…”

“What do you mean?”

He was trying hard to stay composed since seeing her.

She only wore a thin blouse with a denim skirt. No part of her body was visible except for her arms and legs but it wasn’t enough to stifle his hunger for her. He’d not touched another woman ever since she left and he’d been going crazy for God knows how long.

“You’ve got condoms?” he was a bit startled by the question but he answered anyway.

“Why do you need one?”

“Cus we’re going to have sex.”

She swallowed hard. “Not with Enoch and the maid here.”

He came closer to touch her cheeks and proceeded to kiss her lips which she willingly accepts.

His kiss was rough and not gentle like the ones she got from him. It was as if her soul was being devoured. She almost couldn’t keep up with him as she breathed heavily.

Her hands moved on her own, touching him in the private area but he stopped her.

“Not right now.”

“Huh, Then why were you kissing me?”

“Enoch needs to take his bath. Are you going to do that?”

The look in his eyes revealed the condition he’d set for her. She had to be the mother she was to her son before he could touch her.

She sighed in frustration and moved towards the other room where the maid had entered and knocked. She hadn’t realised how free she’d been since she left Ghana and how considerate Ibrahim had been of her till now, however, she’d put her studies before her son and any other thing which in all sense was wrong but this guilt hadn’t been strong enough to swallow her whole but maybe it would, and she knew it would be soon.

“Yes, ma,” the maid responded after coming out of the room.

Pushing her aside, she entered to find Enoch playing with his toys on a small bed. She approached the little boy with caution, and as guilt continued to eat her up, she found it difficult to move her feet so she cursed.

She couldn’t contain the sweetness and cuteness of the boy who was still oblivious to her presence.

“Enoch!”

The boy looked in her direction and tilted his head to the side before paying attention to his toy once again.

She had to be confident. Knowing very well kids his age tend to forget people they’d met at a certain point in time when there’s actually no contact and her situation had been exactly that. She’d been occupied with her studies that she hadn’t had time to see her son and now she felt like a stranger in the room. The choice was vivid to her now. To go back and pretend that Enoch didn’t exist or stay and take responsibility and it was pretty obvious her options were limited. Being a mother was insanely difficult and she’d been fortunate to have Ibrahim let her escape that unintentionally however, this child was her pride even if she failed to agree, it’s staring at her in her face.

Picking up the playing child after several attempts of trying to move her feet, she called the girl who stood behind her.

“I need your help. How do you bathe him?”

The girl stuttered before speaking as she was shocked that his boss’s wife would confide in her for something like this.

“Er, I don’t do that. It’s master’s mother who does it.”

Mimi reasoned as some wealthy northerners forbid a non-family member to handle their child, considering how Kadi was protective of her family.

“You don’t have to touch him. Just teach me.”

The maid nodded and proceeded to prepare his bath in a bigger room full of expensive bathroom stuff.

The toddler kept staring at Mimi for no reason.

She put him down and took off his clothes with ease, finally laying him in the bath.

“Play!” Enoch splashed the water all over Mimi and laughed about it, giggling and splashing.

Mimi’s hair and clothes were soaked with water but she tried to hold him down and washed him gently despite being in an uncomfortable state. The maid watched as she continued and she was pretty surprised about how quickly Mimi learned. She handled the child like a pro, constantly asking him questions to which he responded in a two-sentence word or said something which did not actually make sense but Mimi understood for an unknown reason.

After getting him cleaned up, Ibrahim showed up at the entrance and offered to pick him up which Mimi agreed to.

Seeing how wet Mimi looked, Ibrahim smirked in secret but he was proud of how she handled her first time.

Musa opened another room close to the bathroom and they entered, leaving the maid in her room.

“You’re happy with the outcome. I can see it on your face.” Ibrahim quickly composed himself, like he hadn’t heard her. “I’m proud of you but you look a mess. You should take off your clothes.”

 Musa went into one of Enochs’s bags and picked a pyjama whiles Mimi took off her clothes. She forgot that her clothes were in her hostel.

“I want something to wear. I have no clothes here.”

Ibrahim let her wear one of his new shirts as he focused on his son.

Enoch after playing for a while fell asleep in Ibrahim’s arms.

Seeing this made her ask the question she dreaded asking.

“Who breastfed him?”

Ibrahim ignored her as she wouldn’t like the answer he will tell her.

After placing Enoch gently on the bed, Ibrahim dragged Mimi out of the room without hurting her.

“Forget about that. It doesn’t matter now.”

His statement made her annoyed. It doesn’t matter to him but maybe it does to her. For one, she’s grateful to whoever did it and felt she need to know.

An argument ensued between the two till Ibrahim got tired of it and told her which made her angry even more.

The more reason she didn’t want her to know. One night on his 26th birthday, he’d entered the maid’s room to see her breastfeeding his son. Muni had come in as a wet nurse but was drawn to the child after breastfeeding him for almost a year and decided to be a maid in the house. And on that night, he had hallucinated and grabbed her waist thinking it was Mimi but seeing how drunk Ibrahim was, she allowed it. All the caressing and fondling was brought to an end by his son’s loud cry else he would have slept with her unknowingly.

“What does my son call her?”

“By her name, Muna.”

Mimi sat on the bed in frustration as to why they would allow someone like her to be around Enoch.

“I want to take full responsibility for my child and he’s going to live with me from today.”

The absoluteness in her voice told him that she’d made up her mind.

After sitting close beside her, he kissed her lips gently.

“I’m sorry.”

The sexual tension in the room was too much for them to bear as they kept staring into each other’s eyes and lips.

Ibrahim kissed her roughly this time, depicting his desire for her. Mimi breathe heavily as she wanted to say something but Ibrahim wouldn’t let her. He’d been wanting her for so long and he wasn’t going to let one word she wanted to say spoil their time with each other and so they had sex over and over that night.

 

***

Muni had heard them the whole night that she was unable to sleep. Her moans, his loud grunts, made her crazy and jealous with rage. First her attempt to have their son call her mum had failed because of Kadi. Her twisted mind had asked how she had been a potential mother to their son and still not be given any respect and the right to certain privileges. She had fallen in love with his father and that one night after Ibrahim had come into her room and touched her, she was so happy she could die but this boy had spoilt it for her. And Ibrahim hadn’t spared her a glance since. Now seeing Mimi for the first time had brought all hopes down. The lady was pretty, young and very smart. Everything a man would want whiles she was just a maid and wanting Ibrahim seemed like a joke. Girls like her fantasized about wanting such men but never have such men. Not in a million years. Unless an accident which she’d dreamt about so many times. What if we accidentally have sex? Her twisted mind had asked.

And hearing them do it made her mad with jealousy. Her heart was breaking into pieces and she was falling apart. She knew she wouldn’t be able to show her face the next day as her whole face would be swollen still, she cried that night, falling asleep in agony.

The pain did not end there, in a dream, she kept losing the child in her belly. And this time, it’s the same dream. In the dream she had entered the washroom to do her thing but instead of urine, blood had oozed out and she screamed in pain before waking up the next morning drenched in sweat. The dream made her cower in fear and brought back agonizing memories. That night, her boyfriend had broken up with her and so she proceeded to swallow a different medicine from what she was supposed to take to get his attention but it had backfired. He turned his back from her and left briefly telling her he didn’t care about her or the child. She had broken down in tears and unfortunately, the drugs she had taken before started affecting her. In her seventh month of pregnancy, she painfully lost both the child and the man in her life but the agony didn’t last long for a friend of hers had overheard from her boss’s conversation that someone wanted a wet nurse. That was how she ended up in Kadi’s mansion with the job to feed her grandson. At first, she had thought of the possibility of the child’s mum dying but that possibility was soon ruled out as Kadi made it known to her that the child’s mother would come back but never thought she’d meet her so soon.

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