ALL ABOUT US

So guess what?  I wrote a story just for you .I think it might be one of my best works yet but never mind me😋 . It was written for you,  so you read it and you tell me what you think later yeah? 
My twin sister from another mother, Edna wrote a feminist piece which you should totally also check out here.  Ahaaaa, and then kraaa again?... Yes!  I have missed you so much and I long to chat with you so please don't neglect to leave a comment. It will help me know your awesome self is 333😆

The Browns. 

"Delalie!.. Delalie?!" Mrs Brown called out for their house help. She was growing impatient by the minute and the fact that Nii, her husband was still not home irritated her astronomically. He was supposed to meet her at Pastor Nsiah's office for their counselling session but he had not turned up.

She had waited patiently for him to return even a single of the twenty of her calls he had missed but zilch!

"Ah!... Where could this girl be?" she mused while unconsciously turning around the corridor that led to their pantry. She wanted to find out what stock of ingredients they had left to prepare food but what she discovered in that room was a stock of naked bodies in abundance.

For there on the floor, doing God- knows -what was Delalie and Ali, the Kubis gardner. Their bare bottoms and Ali's fast paced moving hips were enough to send Mrs Brown into spasms of rage.

"Herrrr!...Delalie, it's this what you do when we are not around?! " she screamed like a priestess possessed as her hands grabbed Ali and threw him off their hired help. The two embarrassed consorts hurried and shuffled to clothe their nakeness as if about a moment ago it had not been a source of great delight for them both.

"Mama I am... " Delalie started before a well delivered slap from her mistress caused her to have temporary amnesia.
"Eiiiish! The impudence of idiots and bush people! " Mrs Brown squealed looking this way and that before dispatching her second slap but this time Delalie who seemed to have expected that move ducked and Ali's face was connected with it.

The slap sent him reeling into the bag of Akonwa flour on the floor. He quickly got up from the floor, half blind with flour-filled eyes and scurried out of the room, out of the house and later that day, back to his little village in Sandema.

"Kwaku should come and hear this. I told him this was bound to happen one day and now look, " she said splaying her two arms forward as if addressing an invisible audience. She rotated suddenly to attempt again the slap she had missed except that this time, unknown to her, a can of baked beans had fallen from the shelf and lay close to her feet, a domino effect of Ali's fall.
She tripped on it and fell so hard, a seismograph might have recorded a little earthquake.

 Delalie gasped and tried to help her up.
Mrs Brown proceeded to curse her and her entire family in an obscured village somewhere in the Western Region. She vowed to sack her that very night when Mr. Brown came home....

The Kubis 

Jonathan Mensa kubi's marriage to Akorley Blessing angered a lot of people. His own sisters jeered and sneered. His old girlfriend, Asantewaa deemed it an insult and as for his mother, hmm... well she had disowned him and didn't want anything more to do with him.

No amount of lobbying and persuasion got her to yield. She just couldn't understand that out of all the beautiful maidens in their village back at Kotaa, ojoo had decided to marry a 'city girl' and a Krobo too that notwithstanding.

" Don't get me wrong oooo, it's not that I'm tribalistic and what not but bear with me, the girl is a Krobo and we know their kind don't we? " she would offer as an argument to anyone who was 'naive' enough to ask her about why she was against the marriage.

The sisters weren't happy because they always maintained the hope that their brother would die an old bachelor and leave his great property to one of his nephews like their custom demanded.
For his ex, Asantewaa,  it was plain old jealousy. She hated how Akorley's brunette hair rested on her nape with the lushness that only a few women were born with and most women spent their lives in vain trying to attain.

She hated how Akorley seemed to fit every dress she wore with her perfect figure and curvy hips. She was especially angry about how Jonathan laughed when he was with her. That was always a painful reminder of the night she had rejected his marriage proposal, the night she was oblivious he had won the National Lottery.

She had real difficulty deciding what to cry about these days; the fact that she let the perfect guy go or that she was so close to being a millionaire vicariously. She had resorted to cry on Mondays about the former and Wednesdays about the latter.
Jonathan had been having a blissful marriage.

They had even moved to the plush and grand Sikaman Estates. The housing estates for the rich and powerful in the country. As a matter of fact, their home was opposite that of Mr. Kwaku Bentil Brown, the owner of Brown supermarket chain of stores. Life was good. If this present him were to go back to past him and tell him life was going to be this good,  past him might have convulsed with laughter just hearing it ,let alone imagine it and yet here he was.

So it greatly disturbed him then when he received the message from Asantewaa this morning. That girl had trouble letting him go and would jump at any attempt to get him back. He had thought this was only one of the ploys she was employing now except the evidence he held in the palm of his hands was pretty damning.

"No... Akorley wouldn't do this to me, " he cringed while shaking his head like a toddler refusing lollipop from a stranger. He began to text Asantewaa:

@Jo: What is this now Asantewaa?

@A_Baby: aaaah but you get eyes, can't you see?

@Jo: this can't be true.... Akorley would never do this to me.

@A_Baby : shu3! gyina h)!... you don't know the things people like her are capable of... you de3 I said come now to Lala's Inn and come see something for yourself.

Jonathan hesitated for a moment. Was this another one of her baits? He wasn't sure exactly.

@Jo: fine... I'll meet you there in about 45 minutes 

@A_Baby : 😍😘 great! but don't bring your car... Just take a taxi or Uber or something  but don't bring your car.

Forty-five minutes later, Jonathan was at Lala's Inn. She saw Asantewaa's Blue Peugeot parked a few yards away facing the entrance. She signalled for him to come join her in the car. He walked unwillingly towards her. His legs protested but his heart was aflame with a quest for the truth in the whole matter . What Asantewaa was insinuating was absurd.

She had sent him two pictures. One was off Akorley entering a room in Lala's Inn at 10:18 am. The other was of Mr. Brown entering the same room at 10:30 am. Asantewaa had texted him immediately, saying " your wife is cheating on you"
Just like that, so short, so simple, so utterly devastating.

 At 11.45 am, Mr. Brown had come out of the room with what looked like a satisfied grin on his face. Jonathan's heart sunk into his chest. Everybody who lived in Ghana knew that Lala's Inn was famous for such trysts.

 Okay, that is a bit of a stretch but still, most people took women to Lala's Inn for one reason and it wasn't for their Domedo or goat jollof. 
He quickly alighted from the vehicle as soon as Mr. Brown left and hurried off towards the room he had just come out off.

 Jonathan trembled as he walked and half sprinted to Room 666 "How poetic! " he scoffed as he got there and stretched forth his hands to open the door with a key card he had bribed a receptionist for.

"Awurade!" he half cried and half  screamed. "His mother had been right all along! "....( part 2 continues here)

Writer's Notes

So the story is by no means a representation of real life events. I actually wrote it at 2.26 am one Tuesday when I had returned from studying for most part of the night. Any resemblance to real  people dead or alive is merely coincidental. (translation; a boy did not start to write about  your neighbors next door or that couple you know  .If it so happened a, let's just have it like that 333😎)

Now with that said, I hope you enjoyed reading it ?

What do you think will happen next? 

Please let me hear your thoughts in the comments box( it takes a while to load so please be patient with me when you get to the bottom yeah? 😀)

Ps: please don't keep, share & subscribe ya heard?! 👌😉💪