Murder,she Baked.5

He didn’t care to explain or say a word. He just walked off.  she silently ate her breakfast deep in thought. Wondering how else she will handle this. Was it the wrong approach?. While she cleaned the dishes, he came out, he was leaving. “am out. Will be home for dinner.” She nodded and turned her attention back to the dishes. She thought through divorce even when she knew that no one would support her neither would he allow to sign the papers because he had a reputation to maintain.  She thought through just walking out, denying him sex because she was no longer sure of her safety. “this sounds like a plan,” she said out loud.

She went about her day as usual, talked with her new maid, made sure they bound with Celine. Mark would be returning soon. But for a while as they watched cartoons, she forgot about her problems but just only for a while until they were preparing dinner when her former maid came in. the gate man came running…. “mama Celine, Naki ali ku gate”. she went out to see what Naki had come to do. She looked tired, with her stomach protruding through her thin blouse. She carried a suitcase. Mama Celine stood at the door her arms akimbo waiting on her to speak. Naki placed her suitcase down from her head. She looked weary, her eyes swollen like she had been crying. “my mother has told me to come back. (her husband hooted and the gate man rushed to let him in) she can’t afford to take care of me while the one in charge of the pregnancy does nothing“. Soon as she finished the statement, mama Celine collapsed. Naki stared helplessly at her, the gate man ran over to help. The husband didn’t even turn off the engine, jumped out and carried her into the car straight to hospital.

At the hospital first aid was done. Mayor handled the bill, She was put on a 2 days bed rest and she requested to do it at the hospital. she was afraid of returning home to her life. The mayor had to call her sister to stay with her as he went home. He found Naki waiting on her and when she explained her ordeal, he told her to abort. “Are you mad? How do I abort a foetus this old?Am not leaving here until u find a better plan. She Exclaimed and sat at the veranda. He told her he would sent help, let her return to her mothers but she declined so he had to figure out another way. He asked her to stay in the quarters until he figures out a plan but he knew that he had to figure it out before his wife was dismissed. He went in up to his bedroom and kept pacing,called up a few friends and one suggested he gets her a one room rental, pays the whole year for it. Gives her some money and that’s it until further notice. He stormed out. Told her to carry her bags, called a few other people, a house was provided. A Self contained one room, he made immediate payment took her shopping for few things and gave her pocket change of 500k. One problem solved, he exhaled.

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Murder,She baked 4

Desire Got up to shake her friend back to life. all she said was…Thats another girl, and she let her tears out…Desire pulled her seat close and embraced her friend. She asked the waitress to pack up the breakfast, texted her driver to come for her car. Soon as her driver arrived she carried her friend and drove her to her house. The sat in the guest room for words before another word came from her mouth. She pushed her to eat something but she was hesitant. Her daughter came in calling so for a minute she had to snap out of her problems and attend to her. She then called the maid to take her. The two begun to speak again.  “See Desire, that’s the second girl in less than two weeks. what have I done to deserve this. Even before i conclude with one, another comes up.”

Well, Desire said. I think when he returns you need to create time and talk before you make any serious decisions. Right now you need to be strong especially for the children. And don’t show the public you have problems, try tuck them in. It’s okay to cry but not to moan, okay not as yet (she said smiling).

The Mayor returned Monday night. He found her awake trying to organise some things. He didn’t communicate his return but all the same, like nothing was wrong, she welcomed him home, made him a cup of tea and asked him about his trip. Shockingly he had time to sit. Today he wasnt tired like he normally says. So as they talked, she said without raising her head from the clothes she was folding, “a girl/lady named Becky called. She said she was pregnant and was trying to reach you in vain”.

Stammering: Who is Becky and why is she telling me about  her pregnancy?

She turned to him, Maybe i call her back and we find out. She reached out for her phone..

Mayor: No, it’s too late.It might even be a wrong number?

Mama Celine: Well she sounded as sure as the lady that became your trip.

his jaw dropped. He didn’t know about the calls the lady made with his phone?

Mayor (raising voice) what is wrong with you this night, what do you mean?

Mama Celine (Softly).: I hired a new maid. So don’t ask when you bump into her in the morning and I will still prepare all your meals. You can take a bath and come to bed, its late.

He stood up and placed his cup at the bedside table and guiltily walked into the bathroom. When he was done he came to bed. He tried to make sexual advances but his wife declined. I am on my period, she said and turned. In the morning she was up early and unlike days when he was in a rush, he came out to the dinning in his bathrobe.

Wont you be going to office today?

I will but I postponed all my morning appointments.

He sat and she served him. Celine got chance to see him, for she was up early at the cock’s first crow and the maid had kept her busy. The all sat at the dinning and ate.

Mama Celine: So where was this trip that was abrupt

Mayor: Fortportal

Mama Celine: With her?

Mayor: (not lifting his eyes). Which her?

Mama Celine: Well she called me and even told me about your cold, I actually got some drugs (she called out to the maid to bring them). Then before i could digest, Becky called.

The mayor silently got up, picked the medicine and left the table with no word.

 

Murder, She baked 3

She had slept off late in the night and her pillow was soaked in tears but she had to get up to have things running. She called out to the maid as she walked through the corridor to go and fix herself a quick tea-cup. The maid was up and was in the living room mopping before she could get told of other assignments.

“yes Madame she responded as she dropped the mop to face the direction of her boss. I am going to church but I wont be taking Celine with me. When she gets up, wash her up and prepare some oats for her. (they both walked into the kitchen). The Oats are here, she said opening the drawers above the sink. everything you will need to cook is here, and i might be late so the matooke is here and just make beef in gnuts for sauce. Everything else needed is here and what you don’t understand or can’t find call me. I know you were told i have two children and a husband, well, those two wont be around till next week so for now its just us. When you finish mopping, boil some milk and put in the flask. I will try be back in time so we talk more. Any questions? “No madam. I will call in case of anything. Oh! the gate man gets  breakfast from here so when you finish preparing, give him. He will come for it normally at about 10am. Other than that, i dont expect any visitors. She concluded, poured tea into her cup and headed back to her bedroom to prepare for church then meet up her best friend.

she sipped her tea as she texted. Good morning, I know I said we should meet up 8am but would like to do church. So let’s make it 10am please. If you are coming to church, we could leave together. She put her phone down and walked into the bathroom.“How am I going to go to church like this today? I feel so broken and empty i don’t even know what to say to God. But maybe i need the word for encouragement.” She place her cup of tea by the sink, took a quick shower and in no minute she was out. She looked at her puffy eyes in the mirror and she knew, she would need a lot of foundation to disguise it all. She peeped into the closet and picked up her pink knee-length dress, dropped the towel, pulled out her lingerie drawer, dressed. went back to the mirror, smeared, put on her dress and concluded with make up. She picked up her bible and handbag, grabbed her car keys and slip black pumps unto her feet and she was off.

The sermon was from or the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong. 2 Corinthians 12:10. She really needed it and when church was done, she was off to meet her Friend. In less than 20mins she was at the cafe, Sat by the window and before she placed her order she texted “already her, Usual spot by the window”. She ordered for an english breakfast and while the waitress was bringing it, he friend pulled over. When she saw her, tears begun to build up in her eyes once again. She thought after church she would feel much better but guess not.

Hey….Desire walked towards her. You look so tired. Did you sleep? Did you even attend church? she asked as they hugged. She realised her friend wasnt letting go of the hug yet so she held on a little bit longer as she patted her back. “its well”. Desire was married to an ordinary man. She was a banker and he was a doctor. She pulled out of the hug and sat down as she signaled the waitress. “I will have the same order please”. She said placing her bag by the window seal. She then held her friend’s hand, “what is the story”. Mama Celine Narrated and Desire simply listened in silently.  “how long has this been going on?”. Well, since I had Celine. rumours were going around but i paid less attention. It had happened when i had Mark but i chose to ignore like mum asked but it kept eating me up. I didn’t know the other woman until the phone calls. “have you tried to confront him?” Mum said I shouldnt. She said as long as she is providing home i shouldnt have reason to. I have been trying to talk to him but he hasn’t given me space. Normally he returns late or tired and leaves very early or am rushing to office. The communication died long time. All he does is leave money by the dressing mirror each time and if i need anything, he says i text

I want to say we need to pray about it, but I also see you are torn apart. While they spoke her phone rang. The number is unknown to her. I think its her again.  Pick up then, Desire said “Hey, Good morning mam. sorry to call you so early. My name is Becky, I am looking for the mayor. He got me pregnant and he is avoiding my calls. I know you are the wife.” she froze that Desire had to grab the phone from her. “Halo…you were saying?…. “I said the mayor made me pregnant and he told me to keep it yet now he is avoiding me and I cant reach him on phone.” Desire looked at her Zonked friend. Well, he is out-of-town, am, going to let him know you called when he returns. “please do, don’t make me come to the house.” The phone dropped.

 

Murder, she baked.

Saturday morning he left as soon as he got up that he didn’t even have a chance to eat the breakfast she had made. She was getting used to dinning alone as much as she was getting used to not seeing him often. She told herself that they would talk when he returns in the evening but only to text him  about dinner plans and the response was “sorry, I forgot to say earlier but am on my way out-of-town i wont be back tonite.” She stared deep at the text wondering if he would have recalled to text if she hadn’t texted him about dinner.

Anyway, Her matron called and told her the maid will be arriving in the evening so she had to go pick her up. She finished up her chores, fed and cleaned Celine and as much as she Missed Mark her four-year old son who was at his paternal Grandparents for the holiday, she was glad she didn’t have both of them around. The maid arriving today meant she had enough time to teach her everything she needed to know before her leave ended. She decided to take Celine to the play ground after work so that it would be easy for her to connect and pick up the maid when she arrived.

She had gotten the maids contact from the matron, she called her back and told her to flash her when she was close so that she would get to the park in time to pick her up. She sat by herself as she kept an eye on Celine while she typed away on her tab. The maid flashed her as her bus drew close so she decided to get Celine and drive so that they don’t miss each other. She called back and described to the maid how she was dressed since they both didn’t know each other. When she arrived she parked somewhere close carried Celine and stood outside her car waiting for the bus to pull over and off load. The maid came down clad in a black midi-skirt and a yellow top and a small back up. She was fairly toned with short hair. She waked up and waved and with a smile she drew near, Good evening madam, my name is Salome. she said with a smile. Call me mama Celine for now, she said heading to the car. She opened the doors and started to drive out. She was sure Celine was hungry by now so she asked Salome what she needed and what she didn’t or did have because from the look of her backpack, she really had little to deal with. They branched by the mall and she picked up some knickers,vaseline and some other clothes. After shopping they sat down to eat, so they entered the cafe for some pizza and she took this time to chat a bit with Salome.

As she asked for the bill, her phone rang. It was her husband calling, he hadn’t called since he left so she picked up and to her surprise it wasnt her husband speaking,

Halo….its me again. Dont be too excited. Now listen since you already know I have him. He has a cold so you might need to get him something when he returns and i just called to say he is safe and he will come home Tuesday.

She had kept silent throughout the call and when it dropped, the bill was in front of her and before she could pay, she texted her Bestfriend. “we need to talk urgently. Breakfast on me tomorrow.Usual place”. She dug into her wallet paid up and asked everyone to get up and get going.

She wanted to cry but now wasnt the time. She had to wait till she got home and the whole journey home her head was running about. It was everything and anything. Is this what the marriage was about?. Did becoming a mayor ruin him? She wanted the man she met at campus not the man everyone thought she shouldnt leave or complain about just because she drives a VX and sleeps in a huge mansion and her husband has power….

When they got home, all she desired was a cup of tea and a warm bath. Gladly, Celine had slept off so she didn’t trouble waking her up. She put her to bed. Showed the maid around the kitchen and bedroom and told her they would talk the next day, went into her room and prepared herself a bath and tea and let it all out. Every tea shed came with pain. Her mom had told her not to even question him about his deeds but this was too much for her to hold in alone. She recalls her mom telling her Guma, obufumbo bwebutyo. Oda wani nga omusajja yasasula tetumubanja. All she needed was a break but how was she even going to take a break if she couldn’t have one hour to herself….She cried.

 

 

Murder,she baked

Halo….. Please if you aren’t ready to share this man leave him alone and stop stressing him. The call dropped before she even had chance to. Say a proper halo. ‘but side chicks should know their limit. She thought to herself before turning back to Celine, her two-year-old daughter. She had asked for a two weeks break from work because she needed to take care of her daughter as her mother helps her find a new maid. Jackie her former maid had left pregnant and she deep down she knew her husband, Frank was responsible. He wore so much guilt since they found out and he had started to gift her every other day. She asked Jackie to confide in her before she left and she had kindly said “Auntie Stella, uncle Frank is responsible but he even doesn’t want to hear of it”

She remembers how blood went cold in her body that morning, how she held back her tears until she was by herself in the shower. Her marriage was too young to have all this drama. She recalls every word her mother said when she told her mwana wange guma, obufumbo bwakuguma. Eno odawani? He paid us in full. Stay strong don’t even confront him. Marriage is full of ups and downs. How else was she supposed to share this with her friends? They all envied her and many times blamed her for his behavior. She chose to suffer silently and before it, all could go away, the side chick!

he came home that day with another bunch of flowers. He had money and power now, he wasn’t the young man that she met at campus. He spoke with so much authority that she was afraid he would strike her if she attempted to engage him. How does she question that loyalty of the mayor? He had transferred politics into their bedroom long ago no wonder no one sympathized with her. They saw her drive an expensive car and live in a mandion. The kind that girls her age dream of somthdy expected she at least focuses on the wealth and status of her husband than all otyer things. Mark, her four year old son was away for holidays at his paternal grand parents. So she only had celine and had to make sure she finds a new House help before Mark returns. She had asked her matron to help her send for one from her village and she promised to get her one by week end but she needed to talk to her husband about the former maid and the side dish before a new house help came in.

She waited friday night for frank who as usual came in so late tgat tge kids hardly so him. 1am, he pulled up in the garage, he came in drunk so drunk that she couldnt hold a conversation with him for he wouldnt remember by morning. The new maid was arriving saturday evening. She waited for tge morning when he was fresh and sober but he got up rushing that he hardly touched the breakfast she prepared. She was now getting used to eating alone with the kids and almost saying no word to her husband since he became mayor. Frank was always in a rush to leave home yet also returned so late. Even the weekends she expected to have him for a couple of hours, he was gone soon as he woke up.

Curiosity Killed Me

So curiosity directed me to a restaurant hidden at some basement.. The pics looked nice and the guy with the flyer didn’t stop swinging it each time I passed by. today i was hungry and decided to visit.

the food I usually have at 6k was not less than 20k and that is beans all food. Eish i usually eat beans at hajjats at 4k and all food at that. I couldn’t even run out of the restaurant. it was not so occupied and the owner had ushered my friend and i into the lounge with a God bless you. “what kind of man says tha?” my friend asked. After we looked at the menu i told her, now i know why we needed the blessings 20k for beans and 10k for plain chips with no salad or gravy? and this isn’t serena or Sheraton or KFC Not even close to a 1 star. Since we couldnt run, i told my friend i wasnt paying 10k for fries i cant get at 3500k of 5k i would rather sit on a time bomb of chicken at 20k even when Madinah can give it for 10k and she would even add deep friend gonja.

The food did take a while after we decided to do this and NEVER be curious again for such places. Then very loud Old school jams were played that we hardly heard each other talk. The food came and the tables were meant for pillow guys because they were too low u would get tired of bending and carry your plate. In this Uganda where the least paid earns 3.5m and the cleaner isnt paid but tipped 150k and has rent and tax….why would i eat food of 20k for lunch…..I just wasted lunch and transport for two days. I have learnt my lesson.

The Choir

So today I felt like sharing the song list I had for my church wedding. It was too lit i still go can’t deal. I had Mr John Osire and band play for my church choir and gracious God, if it wasnt Justice, i ask that you contact them as well or talk to me nicely for the contact. It’s an Only christian band. Meaning they only play gospel songs so even if you want them to play at your wedding reception, make your gospel list known to them and let them handle the rest. And yes, he is the best Violinist I know in Kampala.

groom entered Church to “great is thy faithfulness“.  You will realise I chose a lot of Old traditional church hymns for my day. But for each of these hymns speak closely to my heart. And this was a perfect song because morning by morning new mercies I indeed see.

maids entered to “flesh of my Flesh“. Now, the first time I heard this song it was at one of the many weddings I attend but i didn’t know the lyrics. Thanks to google i got to know the lyrics…They are vows….

Bride(that is me): I entered to “just as I am,I come broken“. Now, all my childhood I knew this was the song I was going to walk down the aisle to. However, the traditional hymn is what i had in mind until Tomlin, pimped the song up. It’s deep for me.(god,only God and i know how deep) I see My husband as Christ and i as his church and all i was saying is “just as i am” i come to thee so just take me in. I am not perfect but that is why christ died for a sinner like myself to be mended. So dear husband, maybe you didn’t know this but i am the way i am, not perfect, always under construction.

After the vows: Beautiful in white was played yes the one of westlife, because my husband has his attachments to it. He didn’t care at what point they sang it, but he needed the song and yes, I was in a lovely white Gown.

the Offertory and thanksgiving. one of my favorite Luganda hymns “Ekisa kyo tekitegerekeka” (your grace is unfathomable). His Grace is indeed nothing I can explain or describe. its unfathomable and indescribable, its overwhelming. Because every day I still fall short and yet everyday he loves me harder…nowonder Brian Lubega questions…Kisa nabaki ekyo?….

It was accompanied with “he has made me glad” and indeed The lord has made me glad. Everyday am blessed. Everyday I sing a new song

Signing the certificate we had “To God be the Glory“…..If I don’t give him the glory, then am a big thief. That man has done me good…so good.

The recession song was Big Godo by Dee Jones: One, I wanted to dance my way out of Church. Two, I wanted to praise my lungs out. three: i just needed to remind myself that He has never left me alone.  I tell my Matron that i am a modern-day Esther because the Favor upon my life overwhelms me as well. And knowing i have a big God by my side, i can never fail! i have a team of Mordecais because its not just a single person. My “A” team. My family. eish kambateganise! kamunkunzire!

Now, did I mention that Mrs Ziki Banga aka Saidat Catcazazza (fb names) was on those Vocals? Gwe…this babe can sing….If I had her vocals i would never ever shut up.

All in all “to God be the glory” he has made me glad. My heart is full

NB: Kano Kalango, Just incase u want a choir that will do Runyankore hymns for you,My siblings and I are like the open hymn book or that we have the kitaguriro within us that the book wont have. we Also know English but see some times vernacular tastes like heaven!

Collector of hearts

He spent his nights with her

But all she kept was his body

His heart was else where

With a woman who would never be his

But he kept hoping one day

She cried in his bed

She tormented the other woman

He cried himself to sleep

Pleaded for the other woman

Begged she takes him in

One mistake,

Just one drunken night

Got him tied to his baby mama

And he lost the love of his life

She had his body and sleep

His heart was with another

 

He loved her fiercely

She loved him back

Maybe not as much as he loved her

But family couldn’t let them

He could never give it up

She wasn’t willing to hurt her parents

She knew they would never approve of the union

Neither could she elope

They stayed, hearts tangled together

But then she knew it only caused hurt

She left

But she left with his heart

 

He said he had found another

A much better version

Least did he know it was excitement

An adventure that would end soon

She waited on him

Everyday she cried herself to sleep

Hoping he would see how much she loved him

He was too immersed in her fragrance

He forgot his promises

He said he loved her But loved her more

She still stayed

Hoping he would realise it was just a one stop

But the longer she stayed

The more she hurt the more her heart sunk

Love grew into spite

When his phase was due

She had gone

He pleaded to have her back

But she was long gone

And long gone with his heart.

No retreat.

 

They all wished they had a second chance

They tried to get back to the brokenness

Make up for all their bad choices and mistakes

They realised happiness only lied with her

She had been too good they played

Took her for granted

Toiled with her heart

And when the adventures ended

Their hearts didn’t approve no one but her

Their chests felt empty

They had lusted over the rest

Despised and crashed the one that held their hearts.

But as long as her heart still beat…..she was determined to fall in love again.

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When love hurts,it stings

“This isn’t meant to be your place.” He said bluntly not even strong enough to stare at her. She was willing to drop her life and leave her town for his but well I guess it wasn’t going to happen.

‘So do you want to have your ring back’ she had promised him the day he placed the promise ring on her finger that if it never worked she would at least make sure she didn’t throw the ring or just keep it but return it. But also she had said it in mockery. She didn’t think he would gladly approve. He laid out his palm and said “well, this is the stop and I don’t think u will be needing it”. She didn’t cry and somehow wasn’t so shocked. She had gone to see him and share other information but she suddenly couldn’t cry or even share the news. She dropped what she had gone for and politely asked him to drop her off at the bus station. She wanted to say something but her head was a stadium all over a sudden. She got off and headed for the bus.

He paid her fare..yes not sure if it was courtesy or he wasn’t sure of everything he had said earlier. She got a seat by the window and just when she was wondering if she should cry or not, thea he was rushing her off the bus just before it started to move.

‘What is it?

What is wrong?

What happened?

“Well I won’t allow u leave just yet. Not tonite. Maybe tomorrow morning. She was puzzled a few hours ago he said they were done and his part of town wasn’t meant for her and he was going back to his baby mama because he wanted to raise his kid right. In a unified family of no steps and confusion. A baby mama she only had of and a son she loved even with just having seen pictures of him over the years…some times she believed none of these existed but she still kept silent and kept it going.

She was now off the bus with the same man. . (Why did she even allow)..he drove her to hotel where he checked her in and told her he would pick her up for he was going home to his baby mama. The moon was rising..she just ordered food and took a bath and while she was settling in to watch news and text a couple of people….thea was a knock at the door.

It was him again 2 hours later and he was now going to spend the night with her. Part of her rejoiced, part of her was confused. She was tired. It had been this kind of play for months. Her heart was tired. But she stayed they made love. She shared her not so exciting news just before they slept off.

Morning was here and she had to go. She showered and they both went down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. He drove her to the station again and she asked whether she was getting her ring back. The response was a quick No. Unthought through probably

She asked again a couple of hours later before she took the bus and it was the same No. He paid the fare and this time she was gone. Still by the window she sat. Lost in thoughts the whole journey. She pulled out a pencil and note pad and recorded the events. She evaluated and it’s this day that she left even when she kept going back when the invites came. Still cared so much, called and still said I love you to no response, took time to make unrefined calls and drove to visit a hall of emptiness. Maybe hoping something would wake up…

She had left that day after so many stories, stand ups, dropped calls, not feeling appreciated, being asked why she stays.

Even when she still burnt with love

She left because the emptiness, the hurt…it all wasn’t more like what she was meant to feel.

She had been gone a whole year before he got to realise.

When love starts to hurt..it stings and stinks. It’s no longer love..It’s loneliness demanding, it’s depression, it’s not feeling good enough for anything else.

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