Broken pieces - Episode 9

 

 JORDAN'S HOUSE

On that  fateful night, Yvonne was at Konjo fm, Kaima had gone out to answer Dr Pat emergency call, so it was only the men at home catching their long forgotten fun with their play station playing a soccer game. They took it upon themselves to accept the fate of spending more nights without the ladies. Living together under one roof have helped them to deal with such unwanted situation, waiting for a time they will get used to it . Yvonne nights show runs for four day a week. Kaima's works three nights in a week, but Dr Pat emergency call can come anytime, and Johnpaul has frankly shown disapproval to such emergency calling, not minding the allowances that are attached to it. He had taught about the possible way to curb this, no good option could be reach. 

Kaima cherished her profession, and have shown expertise in midwifing. Johnpaul on the other hand enjoys seeing her walking in and out of Jordan's estate with her white gown; mostly, he enjoys driving her to Pool of Betsaida Clinic since they got married, the most joyous part of it is when other nurses would be trooping out to greet and thank him for bringing her to the clinic. 
Mike, would have been the happiest of them all if not for the sake of this Peter of a guy as he would ask Johnpaul before tuning off his radio. He had wondered how Yvonne managed to train her voice that whenever she talks on air, she'd be speaking like an English lady. 

So it was such a night, when the ladies have gone to work, then the two friend remembered their play station which has been kept dusty at Mike's room

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. They had finished discussing about their challenges with the ladies career when Johnpaul sighted the PlayStation at the corner of the room, so they have it connected and the game starts.
Johnpaul was winning, showing mastery with the way he's stirring the game pad.
"I won't play with this chelsea team again." Mike complained while struggling with his own pad.
"If you like chose barcelona, it is still you that will play the, not the team." Johnpaul laughed.
"Forget, this game somehow have each players statistics encoded in them. seriously, you know how unskillful Jorginho use to be in the football pitch, try play with Chelsea team and see it yourself."
"Mike can you hear yourself, ..Goal.... Another goal, just keep on complaining, whereas you have forgotten how to play. Though there wasn't a time that I've not outplayed you " Johnpaul bragged.
"This pad too, looks like it is faulty." Mike retorted.
"Just accept defeat and stop being a lazy man that quarrel with his tool." Johnpaul amusedly suggest.
"How will I accept defeat at first half play, don't worry I will ..." Mike was confidently replying before light bulb went off.
"Opps! Why now?" Johnpaul cried.
"Go and put on the generator "
"I hear you, your prayer have worked. I would have trash you five zero." 
"Just put the generator on, today na today, it's the guys night. If you run, you are the defeated." Mike bluffed.
"Let it be, your game is not even impressive, you don't have to scoff." John reprimanded.
 "You know its been long we played, since these ladies moved in, we barely have our leisure time together as usual." Mike replied excusedly.
"Things have changed atz za oza room." Johnpaul said sarcastically as they laughed so Loud.
"O'boy, this room is more like an oven, I am sweating already. Lets go and on the generator lazy bone."
"Mike there's no fuel in that generator, I checked it this evening. Johnpaul informed Mike as they scampered for  air. Both removes their T-shirt, using it to fan their body. Johnpaul walked to the window and opened it. 
He requested for Mike to tune in the  radio set so they can hear what
Yvonne have for the night.
"Please, I dont need any body to spoil my mood this night." Mike pleaded.
"How do you mean? Why will listening to Yvonne voice on radio spoil your mood? Asked Johnpaul as he looked too inquisitive to Mike.
"JP, to be frank with you, I'm no longer comfortable with how the whole thing is going with my wife and the radio work. Each day she comes on air, this same Peter will call and be talking some sort of trash with her. I no you might not see it from same angle with me probably because she's not your wife, but honestly agh!" Mike complained.
"Have you try to talk this out with her?" Johnpaul inquired
"How do you expect me, she would be hurt if I sound not supportive to her career."
"Here you go, you don't have any proof to back this jealous behavior that you're exhibiting. So why have you brought such emotional harm to yourself?" Johnpaul huffed off.
"I'm having this feeling, there is this conviction within me" Mike said convincingly.
"Oh please! just allow me to sleep." Johnpaul ignored and turned to the other side of the bed.
"Come, mister man, are'nt you going to you bedroom?"
"Why not drag me out if you have the power." Johnpaul retorted.
"JP, I don't even know what your problem is this night. maybe I should tune the radio on for you." Mike responded remorselessly.
"Why have you suddenly changed Mike? You are no longer my friend I grew up with. Listening to Lovers Cribs have been our night radio programms, even before you met Yvonne, how suddenly have it turns you off in this manner?"
"JP, you should know that I dont have any problem with the programe. That Peter from G.R.A is my problem." Replied Mike.
"I insist you discuss this with your wife, not me. I'm not Yvy on the MIC." He advised nonchalantly.
As Mike tuned his Kchibo radio to Konjo fm, Yvonne's voice was tweeting on air.

"....Yes, it looks as if men are the most fearful when it come to getting married, but the fact is that, we are the most fearful. The men only bothers about how to take responsibilties, fund the marriage rites and what not. Infact, remove the cost of marriage rite, all men would marry before the age of 30. But, the weighter matter to worry about in marriage is the knowledge cost of keeping the marriage. At this point, I would like lovers cribs to air their view on this. Yes, the phone line is open, someone is online. Hello!"

"Hello the princess of the air waves, this is Peter from G.R.A" Peter called into the programme.
"Mr P, you have always been the first caller in this programe, thats why I call you my Boo." Yvonne greeted.
"Thank you, I want to ask, why is it that since you got married, your topic have always been for the married?" 
Yvonne laughed, "Oh my God! What have I done this time?"

Mike tuned off the radio and lie down to sleep as Johnpaul grinned.

It was around 5 a.m, Yvonne as usual returned from her night work. She entered the sitting room tiresomely and walked straight to their room and open the door.
She stand stunned as she stares in awe at Mike and Johnpaul sleeping on their bed.
Haven watched round, as they both lie mutually with just boxer and their shirts littered the room floor, Mike hand crossing over Johnpaul's hairy chest, she wondered and wandered in thought before leaving unnoticed to the sitting room to lie on the cushions.

In an hour  later, Johnpaul woke up and picking his shirt as he  staggered to the sitting
room. He met Yvonne lying on the cushion, he walk closer and tapped her.
"Yvonne, What are you doing here, when did you return?"
"I wouldn't want to disturb you guy?" She replied.
Mike walked down the stair and met the two talking. 
"Babe, you're back?" 
"I met her sleeping here, She must have been here for God knows when." Johnpaul added.
"Not that long, about an hour ago, where is Kaima?" She asked
"She is on emergency call shift, Johnpaul leave for the staircase with a puzzled frown.

As Yvonne dragged herself up to her room, she stood discomforted, not wanting to sleep again. She yanked the bedspread up from the bed, pushing it aside as if there is a piece of shit stuck in it. Something was going on her mind, she managed to lay by the bedside, staring at the fan hub as it turns.

What was going on on Yvonne's mind?