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Never-ended ep 1

She loved him. From the very first time she set eyes on him, she knew their souls belonged together. His large round eyes always looking shyly like he was afraid they would hurt her. He never looked into her eyes, not at the start or maybe not often or she just didn’t recognize.

The day he asked her out, he said “I would like to define this”. Part of her desired to wear a plain face like she didn’t know exactly what he meant but the blush smile gave her away. Her, stomach grumbled in Spanish as if excited he wanted more from their friendship than just the jokes and confidentiality they found in each other. He held out her hand and she gladly offered hers, fingers interlocked they strolled down the busy street, picked up maize from the old lady at the corner who roasted while breastfeeding her baby. He knew she loved maize, “would this be a prefect start?2 he asked, “Are you saying this is a date” she asked as if unintended, “would you mind if I said it was?

He knew her perfectly and he knew that she wasn’t the type that loved to dress up and sit out. She loved street food and roasted maize in particular would buy you a land title in her heart. “It’s perfect,” she said. It’s at that stall that the never ended love story begun.

They spent every minute of the day together in fact they breathed and ate each other, that’s how much time they spent together that all the other friends felt ignored but thank god most of their friends were mutual, but even then, the friends often asked if they never got tired of each other in each other’s faces.

Love never tires, he always said. One day he had to leave the state for another and she couldn’t travel with him because she had just started life here and also needed him to go ahead and prepare ground for him to join her. That ground never happened even when they kept visiting each other time to time, the distance and the weariness of life didn’t allow them. Some months went by without visits and eventually the communication hit rocks. They trusted each other and they knew they had each other despite the distance, what they didn’t know, were the temptations and demands of growing up would take toil on them. He cheated, she never found out but somehow made up a story of a drunk night and one night stand that came with a baby. He hated lying to her but also feared to break her heart. She believed him even when she knew his alcohol consumption was in-existent. She thought maybe the loneliness and new friends got him drinking at a point. He promised it was nothing serious until he said “I don’t want my child to grow up with another woman not his mother”. She tried to hold her wreckage till she returned home, but knew it was the beginning of the never-ending story…

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Journal 7

Two bodies, one funeral.

I saw the therapist and I seriously need help but i cant promise i will go to my next appointment because while i finalised to move the kids (with his money) i played a role in him acquiring it, i got home only to find Frank had moved his “trip girl” and her child into my former bedroom. It’s however still my marital bedroom and his excuse is “we are just ceremonial”. What kind of sugarcane does this man smoke? Couldnt he wait for me to move the kids at least? And his mother, is in support just  because “i am no longer a wife because i don’t do the wife duties and as a man he needs to feel like one” What nonsense is this.  I felt like slapping her but i still respect her a little. Tomorrow both families are going to seat to try settle us but i wonder where they were when everything was still raw and i was trying to tell them while they said “Omukyala aguma”

Now I have to kill 2 humans just to make sure no one takes things that belong to me (so help me God) Did i say God? didn’t that guy leave me alone already?… Now 2 women in the same compound, one a young girl who thinks she will be happier here. She better hire her own maid because am going to fire mine and also resign from work, i cant focus even at the job that should pay my bills so before am fired….

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Journal 6

I think I am losing my mind and need to see a therapist. I went to my son,s class days and half the time i was lost in thoughts. I notice i am also rude lately and my children are becoming afraid of me. I really think boarding school will do them good as i get myself together.

But, why wasnt I told that marriage isn’t beds and roses but so Vodka and weed too?. My son seems very frightened he is even more silent, i wonder if his sister is getting same reaction. She is still so young and honestly i havent paid so much attention to her. I am going to schedule an appointment today before i completely run mad. I can’t pray anymore because it feels like God left long time yet i sought him diligently ll those years but also he allowed all this into my life.  look at the price i have got to pay for loving and sitting in a marriage so bad because i just cant leave.

Tomorrow I need to see a therapist and also work on taking the schools to boarding school in Nairobi but….. Frank must pay for this.

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Journal 5

I wonder if all those women with kids are coming to move in and share everything i worked hard for while they enjoyed luxuries of hotels…

I need to eliminate frank and its got to be as smooth as no elimination has ever been. Maybe it should look like a political brawl but not so quick. Lets wait for his girl to move in. Am going to take the kids to Turi in Nairobi and make sure they stay out of the country for the rest of their lives. I  know of a slow killing poison.

Yes I am going to eliminate both because the lawyer told me he talked to him about dividing all the property and giving his mistresses who i don’t even think are entitled to it and despite the lawyers advise he insists. Well lets work on Turi first.

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Journal – 4

So today his trip girl calls me and tells me she gives me a month for me to move out because she cant raise her child in a rental! But who bewitches these women? Does she know how many bricks i laid on this foundation?

I asked Frank and he had the guts to tell me she is also entittled to the house because she has his kid. But what does this man take me for? Has he forgotten that i keep all the paper work in this house? I need to get myself a lawyer so quick and i will make sure he is left with nothing but a driving permit.

Oh! i forgot, he is a public figure, he can manipulate anything…i need to think fast or i will be left on the streets with my kids. but also he doesnt know that in these few years of marriage i had bought some land on my own and built apartments he doesnt know about, that is a start. But i must fight I cant be stepped on and wasted like this.

This man is driving me crazy, So help me God

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Has love ever felt uncomfortable that you can’t settle in one place?

Journal 2:

I thought he would learn from his mistakes but looks like he learnt nothing. His “Trip girl” the one that had audacity to call me,yes that one. I think she was the life of his life and I was just the other option that wanted to settle while she just enjoyed eating and traveling. She wasnt interested in making babies i guess. Anyway she is still very present. He thinks i don’t know but i see him when he seats down in the living room and opens his emails. He reads mails from her like he is reading newspaper articles of himself. I wonder if his clothes still fit because i realise my prescence bothers him but he cant displace me.

They could have changed thea schedule but that isn’t my problem now especially because we are only married for the public eye. I went silent and decided to work my life but somehow he still doesn’t learn. If I were him, I would try behave to make amends especially if i have a reputation to keep.

Celine and Mark have no idea we are fighting and I would love to keep it that way, Sometimes Mark asks, but as much as it hurts, I don’t mind putting up an act in front of the kids just to protect them. Maybe one day they will find out.

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When i got married, i didnt envision this kind of marriage. As a kid i envisoned a cinderella story and the christian in me didnt believe in divorce until this day. I know he wont allow. The mayor is that adamant but this marriage is going to kill me and yet am the innocent one. Am going to kill Frank, I will explain to God later.

Murder, she baked. Journal 1

Since no one believes me or thinks am suffocating. Its been a year since Naki gave birth. She gave him a son and i know he now sees her ofter. And Becky hasnt left the picture. I think she is due soon. And then that other girl that he takes on trips. I am living in a huge castle and i dont even know the last time we lived as husband and wife in private. We have managed to keep the public image of a beautiful couple. We hold hands and smile. Does the world know that two weeks after i collapsed he raped me because i denied him sex?.  But well, if my own mother doesnt believe me, how will the public believe me when they see a whole different picture. I only work and live for my children. The maid takes care of all his needs and everyday am worried that she will be his next victim. I wanted to take the kids to boarding school far away from all the drama but they are my only joy and hope. The reason depression hasnt killed me yet. I talked to my matron about it and as much as she doesnt think i should leave my marriage she supports boarding school.

I have thought of boarding school in nairobi but my babies are still very little. Lets give it a couple of other years. i hope Frank wont have killed me then.

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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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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.


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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.