Broken pieces - Episode 10

 

JORDAN'S HOUSE (KITCHEN)
It's dimension is as big as sitting room, with a big table at the center which they often prefer to dinning area most times. The well polish unit cabinet that adorns round it, and the two big freezer, Oh my God! Imagine chandelier inside kitchen. The television that had often cause noodles to be baked. The type of kitchen that every woman want. 
Mike and Johnpaul had spend millions of naira just to give the ladies the type of luxury they ever wanted for a kitchen. 
Yvonne and Kaima was in the kitchen making dinner when Kaima picked her phone and dailed Johnpaul's line.

" Hello JP, where are you." 
"Yes dear, I'm close to New Haven, a little traffic anyway." He answered.
"Please look for another way to boycott the traffic, I want us to have the dinning before I leave for work."
"Another night shift?"  Johnpaul roared."Wait, what days in a week do  you have for night shift?
"JP love, remember that the other day was an emergency." Kaima explained in lowered tone.
"So, do you receive another emergency call today?" 
"Please why not come home so we discuss this, you're driving" she pleaded.
"I'm not just comfortable with this you night off week to week" Johnpaul maintained.
"JP please stop, I don't want you to feel this bad why driving, so you can coordinate mentally and emotionally . Now you wanna to make me cry." Kaima sobbed.
"I've just said my mind." Johnpaul said before hanging up.
"Hello hello! JP love?"
Yvonne turned to her, she felt something isn't alright. 
"JP have be finding it difficult with my night shift work."
"So soon?" Yvonne rolled eye.
"How long do you expected before he feels such way? Kaima asked puzzled, as she placed her blender on the table,  to make fruits juice.
"Well, I shouldn't say, it's not me, it's him." 
"He's not sounding any good this evening." Kaima worried.
"Hmm, men, they will always want to have you every minute of their time." Yvonne sighed.
"What of Mike?"
"What about him?" Yvonne stared quizzically.
"Haven't he complain about you being at the radio house most nights."
"He dares not,  Yvonne raged, " three nights out of seven? He'd better not be because I won't give any listening ear."
"Mine is four, but you know My MD, Dr Pat will always give you an emergency call, I'm sick and tired." Kaima resented at Dr Pat frequently emergency calls.
"Then discuss it with your boss, tell him your challenges

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. He's married, so he will understand." Yvonne advised.
"What? No, Dr Pat won't delay before looking for a replacement."
"I don't think so, he ought to be considerate, hence it's affecting your marriage."
"you don't know Dr Pat." Kaima chuckled as she went back to her blender.
" Well, you just have to deal with it with all carefulness; Yvonne reaches out to mayonnaise to cream her salad. "Can I ask you this, she cleared her throat "Ok, Assuming you finds out that your husband is a bis*xuaul, how will you feel?"
Kaima stared quizzical "You mean Johnpaul?"
"I never say he is, let's assume that these men are bis*xuaul." Yvonne smiled.
"Is that a topic for today on LOVERS CRIB?"
"No, agh! Or maybe yes." Yvonne said twisting.
"Because I can't imagine my JP being a g*y at the same time."
"Fine, but you know there are g*y men with wife." Yvonne psyched.
"Babe, I don't know how I will feel because JP can't be, c'mon, that guy is a tiger in bed."
"Wow! Tell me more dear" she teased amusedly.
"Aproko, mind your salad. Kaima burst in laughter.

   RADIO HOUSE 
Yvonne never plan to make the G*y thing a topic for the night show, she couldn't even tell what was going through her brain. She felt like asking Kaima, to see if there'll be a mixed fellings. Her brain tickled when  Kaima asked her wether the question of having a bis*xual husband meant for her radio programme? Perhaps she will have to consider it.
As she drew closer to the microphone, looking at her director, she was still lost in her Oblivion. It is still hard to think of it talk more of believing. She had never questioned the type of friendship that is existing between her husband and JP, to the point of sharing plates and pots. Sharing their bed left her with no choice but to smell something inappropriate. She need someone to talk to her, to tell her they were just sleeping, but yet she pictured again, they where only on boxers, Johnpaul's leg crossing mutually over Mike's, on the floor was there shirts littered clumsily, Christ!
She remembered this g*y p*rn she once stumbled into, "who could be m*aning like that mou'f*cker in the p*rn video.." she asked herself, "..it could be Mike." 
She thought about checking the size of his anus when next they will make love, wait, with who? that mou'df*cker?
"Yvonne Cush" her director called, tapping  her by the  shoulder after that he had turned down the volume of  the studio gadget
"Mou'f*cker!" She yelled.
"Sorry, wha.. What do you just say?"
"Oh Jide, was that you? I was momentarily off my frame of mind."
" I thought as much, because for the past three minutes, I have  been given you signal, but you couldn't respond." Director Jide complained.
"Seriously!; she checked her wrist watch, "the program is 5 minutes late, God I'm finished, please on the system let's roll." 
"You are not ready yet, no pen no papers; by the way, who's this mou'f*cker?" Jide asked.
"Sorry, what's that?" She asked confusedly.
"Oops, I understand, gone too far. Now, let's roll it, you're six minutes gone past the programme kick off time." The director said, signalling her to kick off the show.
"Good evening to you all my good people of Coal City, hope you all had a splendid
day. This is Yvonne cush on the M.I.C, they call me the konjo queen, the princess of the wave empire. I heartily welcome you to today's programme on Lover's crib. Yes, there is this question I want to ask this crib. You know, because of the stigmatization, and the Nigerian 14 years imprisonment law against g*y, most g*ys in this country now chose to marry to avoid being suspected or jailed. A young lady sent me a mail asking for my advice. According to her story, she finds out after two years of her marriage, that her husband is bis*xual. Yes, cribs can you imagine what this sister is going through, so lets help a sister with useful advice. What do you think this sister should do? Leave the marriage or share her husband with another man. Call us on 080 6465 1035, also you can drop you comments on Facebook @Lovers crib on konjo fm, and on tweeter #loverscribkonjofm. Let hear your advice Crib."

After presenting the programme topic, Yvonne moves away from the studio microphone and winked, people do lie anyway.

Majority of the people that contributed to the programme were suggesting for the said sister to leave the marriage, many also suggested for her to sue the husband. Yvonne tried so hard to believe that what she witnessed that morning in her bedroom have nothing to do with g*y, not untill Mike called into the programme.

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What do you think about Mike's call? But no matter what you think, you can't change my script. Watch out for the next episode, as e dey hot.