CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Mr. K
Kylian didn’t show up again like he promised but this time around, I was not beaten up by it. Ever since my talk with Frances, I have been in a better place and thinking a lot about what she said. I need to work on my dreams, when I was doing my master’s degree back home in Nigeia, I always wanted to start a fish farm business but could not because of the high start-up capital needed. Thanks to Kylian’s charity, I can do that now.
I stood at the balcony of my room and made a call to an acquaintance of mine
“Longest time” the voice over the phone said
“Hello, Mr K” I replied with a bright smile on my face
Mr K, full name Kehinde Arogundade was one of the few friends I made back during my master degree days. Even before my life with Kylian…. Hell, before Kylian even knew I existed, he was my go to for advice during my relationship woes days. I dated a lot of assholes who brought me pain, no wonder why I ended up with another asshole. Mr K was not just here for during my breakups but also during my jobless sagas. I was really sad during that period.
You have no idea what is like to be a woman with a bachelor and masters' degree with no job and no reasonable boyfriend not to talk of having a fiancée in Nigeria. The constant reminder that your friends are CEO of this company, another already has her second child and let me tell you those examples never end. It was damn right depressing but Mr K was always here to bring me out of that mood when I am in my feelings again. He would even entertain my fantasies about Kylian. He was a good friend and was like an elder brother I never had but I was not a good friend to him because the moment I got a job in another city, I moved and practically forgot about him until now that I needed his help with the farm business
“Is this how life is, Bewaji, you just forgot about me?” He confronted me
“I am so sorry, Mr K, I know no explanation is enough for my disappearance”
“It is well, how have you been?” He asked
Just like that, we got talking, I told him about my life. Everything that happened since I moved to another city for my former job and my marriage to Kylian and of course not everything about my marriage to Kylian. We chatted about everything, he told me he is currently living in Germany where he is currently doing his Ph.D with his wife and their kids. Wow! I have missed a lot of things
“Bewaji, it was nice chatting with you, I hope you won’t be a stranger again”
“Of course not” oh my God! I totally forgot the reason why I called him “Mr K, I need your help with something” I quickly said before he hung up the call
“Okay, with what?”
“I am looking into starting a fish farm and as my memory recalls, you owned a fish farm back then”
“Yes” Mr K affirmed
“I was hoping you can help draw up a business proposal, maybe even help me start it up and don’t worry, it is not going to be for free. Name your price” I assured him. I hear him chuckle over the phone
“How many fingerlings do you want to start with?”
“I am thinking 2000, just to see how it goes”
“That is not bad, earthen pond or tarpaulin”
“Tarpaulin”
“That is going to cost you more” He added
“I know but I can't just deface my land…. What if it does not work out?”
“Oh ye of little faith”
“It is not that I don’t have faith, Mr K, you know this” I have faith but because of my fragile heart, I learnt that when you think of good outcome coming out of a situation, you should think of the bad outcome. Can’t believe I forgot to do that with Kylian
“I know but I am in the middle of something at the moment, so give me a week to come up a sound proposal”
“Thank you, Mr K” We ended the call. The first step towards achieving my dreams done. I breathe in and out the fresh air from my terrace and for the first time since I got to France, I felt good. It was like as if I knew from now on, things were going to be good for me.
I went downstairs and met Maria on my way to Alice’s room
“Dinner is ready” She informed me
“Okay, will be here soon” I replied and continued towards Alice’s room. I knocked on her door and waited for her to tell me to enter which she did
“Good, you are here” she said “I just got off the phone with Kylian and he told me he will here on Saturday right after his match” she informed me excitedly
Information like that would make me want to go off the roof before but now, I feel nothing about it.
Wait a minute
Did she just say Kylian told her himself. She has Kylian’s contact all this time and if Kylian is telling her he will come himself, does this mean he will come? And since when has Alice been this happy to give me information about Kylian? Maybe that means he is coming
No!
No! No! No!
I am in a good place now, I can’t drag myself back into the ditch I fought so hard to get myself out of. What if he does not come again? I don’t know what is going to happen if he shatters my hope again. I have to be strong, for my mental state, I have to be strong
“Okay” I asked with indifference “But I need you to call Fazya and tell her to set up an appointment with the Gynaecologist”
“What” she blurted out
“I will love to be inseminated as soon as possible” I said and turned my back to her to go out. As sad as this makes me, becoming a mother is also part of my dream. So I am going to work on that too
“You gave up?” she muttered and I slowly turned to her. To my surprise, she looked concerned
“Okay, what is this? Why are you going out of your way to talk to Kylian? Why are you so concerned about my marriage?” I challenged her because seriously, this weird caring attitude of hers freaks the fuck out of me. She can’t just go from tormenting me to doing stuff for me. My brain can't process what to do with that
“Why are you not concerned? You had one talk with Frances and all of sudden, you decided that your life with Kylian does not matter”
“Maybe it does not, my life with Kylian does not matter anymore…. I have been fighting for this marriage since day one, even lost my sanity and assaulted two innocent people, the only thing Kylian gave to this marriage is money and Frances made me see….”
“Of course, Frances” She retorted with a scoff
“Yes, Frances, she made me see that it takes two to tango. To make a marriage work, it takes the two parties and since Kylian has refused to work with me, why do I have to wait for him. I am going to live my life the way I want now”
“You can’t give up when you are this close to the finish line, Kylian will be here on Saturday”
“He is not going to come”
“He made me a promise, he will come” she added
“He comes, good and if he does not, I am not going to shed any tears over him again” I retorted and walked out of the room
TO BE CONTINUED NEXT SATURDAY
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