Marriage Chronicles - Season 1 - Episode 21

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Marriage Chronicles - Season 1 - Episode 21

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..CEPHAS..
Nobody ever has to go through what I was going
through. Man, my life was totally messed up! I
sat at the dining table, totally sober, and
watched them divorce papers spread right on the
table. Coreen’s signature neatly scribbled at the
bottom, she was set on divorcing me and I loved
her too much to tie her to a relationship she
wanted nothing to do with so today I finally grew
some balls and grabbed myself a ballpen. I was
gonna sign the divorce papers and move on with
my meaningless life. Maybe being alone for the
rest of my life was the price I got to pay for
s------g Lubuto like I had done. Oh God, I hated
the b---h!

I was almost signing when the knock at the door
came. Perfect timing. I rose and went to see
who had decided to pay a lousy man like me a
visit. “Who is it?”
“It’s me..Coreen.”

Coreen? I wondered what she wanted but I
wasn’t gonna get my hopes up so I just opened
the door a fraction. “Hi.” “Hey. Can I come in?”

“Why not?”
I closed the door after she was in the house and
followed her to the kitchen where she headed.
“Am starving,” she said, opening and closing
cupboard doors and finally the fridge. “Have you
eaten?”

Yeah..had breakfast this morning though I failed
to eat the lunch that Rosemary prepared for me
because am missing you. How cliche. So I said,
“Nop. Am not in the mood to cook.”
“Then today’s your lucky day cause I’ll cook you something.”

“Am looking forward to eating your food again
cause I missed it like hell!” She laughed, heartily.

“You sure did.”

I took a seat as I watched her bustle around the
kitchen. Getting flour, beating some eggs and
such.

“You’re stalling,” I finally managed to say. She didn’t turn to look at me. “What do you mean?”

“You want something, Coreen, so spit it out.”
This got her attention and she turned to face
me. “I sure do. Um…the past few days have
made me realize something.”
“Tell me about it.”

Coreen took a few strides towards me and sat
too. “I love you too much to stay away from you,
Cephas. Lubuto is all in the past so I think am
willing to continue being your wife.”

“Just like that?” something was off here.
“Just like that,” repeated Coreen who stood to
come kiss me, smearing flour on my face and
laughing. “Gosh, you look d--n sexy!” She sure
had missed me. “Why don’t we have a quickie
then?” I suggested but she shook her head and
said, “We gotta eat first so that I have strength
to ride you like a horse.”

“Mmm, am liking the new you.” “You’ll like me even better by the time this night ends.”

She baked us some delicious scones, grilled pork
and opened a bottle of champagne. That’s what
we had for supper. What a weird combination
though, just saying.

After clearing the table, Coreen held my hand
and seductively led me to the bedroom where
she pushed me onto the bed.

“I’ve got a show for you so relax and watch.”
She took off her clothes so that she was only
wearing her best lingerie. And then a show she
did give me. Swaying her hips from side to side,
giving me a lap dance, dancing in a sexy manner
for minutes. She practically gave me the best
strip show I’d ever seen in my entire life.

And then I was ready to go so I aggressively took off my shirt.

I was reaching for my buckle when she
softly slapped my hand and slowly shook her
head. “It’s my show tonight so I’ll call the shots.

Trust me to take care of you, honey.”
The last time I’d seen Coreen in such a h---y
mood had been some months ago so I just
shrugged and raised my arms in surrender. “I
hear you, boss.” “I think you should call me that more often.”

She meticulously took off my belt and pulled
down my trousers. When I was totally naked, she
insisted I lay back on the bed so that she sits on
me and rides me as she had promised back in
the kitchen.

Am a lucky man, I thought.

Coreen sat on me and rode from side to side
while my body burst with passion. She rode so
slowly that the c----x was intense. Coreen
collapsed on top of me. “I love you,” she
breathlessly whispered.
“I love you too. Let’s go for another round, my
way this time.”

“Fair enough.” We had one more round and
finally fell asleep stark naked. I awoke the
following morning and got out of bed. Coreen
wasn’t in the bedroom but I could catch some
sweet aroma so I knew she was probably
preparing breakfast. I stood in front of the mirror
to stretch myself, that’s when I saw it. Am
ashamed to admit this but I screamed. The girly
kinda screaming.

My manhood was literally gone! I was plain down
there, y’all. “Coreen!”

“Hey sweety,” she appeared in the doorway a
minute later, all smiles. “Why the screaming?”
“My d--k is gone. What did you do to me? Is this
your way of avenging your sister’s death? Juju?
Like for real?”

“Are you seriously this dumb? My God,” she
slapped her forehead in frustration. “I went an
extra mile and possessed your stupid wife you
fool. Need I introduce myself? Fine, my names
are Lubuto Bwalya and am officially back, b---h!”
I felt weak in the knees so I sat on the bed and
almost cried. Not because I was now d!ckless
but because Coreen was going through hell
because of me. “Why punish an innocent woman
for my sins, huh Lubuto Bwalya?”

“Honey, you the last person whose supposed to
ask me such. You murdered my baby, our baby.
Wasn’t he just an innocent soul?” “You want
revenge for our dead baby? I think you already
got it when you caused Coreen to miscarry so I
think now all that’s left is to avenge your death
and what best way than to kill me?” I said and
stood, spreading my arms. “Am all yours. But
please leave Coreen’s body and let her live her
life in peace! She never did nothing wrong to you
for Christ’s sake!”

She laughed. “Whatever. Revenge is a dish best
served cold, honey. Now dress up cause you look
pathetic. And oh, you want your d--k back? You
ain’t getting it back, ever! That’s your
punishment for s------g other women who aren’t
me.”

“You’re a psycho. How am I going to be peeing?”

“Magically..Go to the toilet and give it a shot.
Urine might just come out your a-s, who knows?”

she shrugged and laughed with mockery before
heading back to the kitchen.
I got dressed and left for work. But I didn’t go for work cause I kept on driving in circles wondering how I was going to rid myself of some psychotic ghost.

Church, you’d say. Well some of us just
don’t believe in God, no offense, so I instead
parked by the roadside where an ad about some
herbal man was stuck on a pole. You know those
ads about penis enlargement, bringing back lost
lovers, easy money and all? Yeah, that one. I
took my phone out of my pocket and dialed the
number advertised on the paper.

Somebody picked up after the fifth ring.

“Dr. Kwasakwasa’s assistant,” said a soft female voice. “Who am I talking to?”
“Cephas Mwaba. I’d like to make an appointment
with the Doctor.”
“My pleasure…”

I was told I could see the man that same day
and his assistant gave me directions to his
place. I was in Matero within an hour, traffic
issues, would probably have arrived in less than
30 minutes cause am really a fast driver. I ain’t
bragging.

Anyway, the house was modern but the man’s
office wasn’t. I was ushered into the office
which had red clothes draped on all walls. The
Dr. himself was seated on some kind of ancient
and creepy throne. He was shirtless and had
traditional tattoos all over him.
There was a calabash in the centre of the room
and a huge book beside the calabash. Human or
animal bones weren’t an exception in the room
either. In short, it was as creepy as f--k but that
didn’t matter cause me being d!ckless right now
was even creepier. “Take a seat, please.”
I quietly sat on the reedmat with my legs
crossed.

“Dr. Kwasakwasa, I-”
“You needn’t tell me why you’re here cause I already know, courtesy of the god I serve. So
even before I go far, I’d like to tell you am really
expensive cause you’ll never go wrong with me.
You’ll be rid of that ghost which is haunting you
in no time if you promise to pay me well.”
“Money isn’t an issue. How much are we talking
about?”

“K20,000.”
“Deal. I’ll pay.”
He smiled. “Let’s get down to business..” the
witchdoctor got out of his seat and that’s when I noticed he had a live snake wrapped round his
waist. I cringed while he sat opposite me, looking
into his empty calabash.

“A vengeful ghost is really dangerous but I
believe we can subdue her with my charms.”
“And my manhood?” I sheepishly asked. “Will I
get it back?”

“You sure will. All we need to do is dig up her
remains which I’ll burn after sprinkling them with my charms and chanting some spells of course and your life will go back to normal.”

“Her remains?” I exclaimed. “The b---h has been dead for almost a dozen years!”

“There’s always remains, my boy.” “But we
buried her in the copperbelt!”

“Distance shouldn’t be a barrier for someone who has a car, should it be?”

“No..it shouldn’t.”

The witchdoctor and I started off for the
copperbelt at 4PM such that it was almost 9PM
when we arrived in Ndola. I drove him straight to
where Richard and I had buried Lubuto several
years earlier.

“Will you be able to remember the spot?” asked Dr. Kwasakwasa once we arrived in the bushy area.

“I think so,” I confidently said. “I will.”
“Good..let’s wait for midnight then.”
And for midnight we waited. “It’s time,” he
announced, getting his bag full of charms and
getting out of the car.

I got out too and got a spade and pick from the
bonnet.

“Let’s go,” he whispered, urging I lead the way.

The bushes were d--n dark but I led the way
anyway. We arrived at the spot which had a lot
of grass but I was certain it was here where we
had buried the b---h.

“It’s here,” I pointed at the spot. “You sure?”

“100 percent sure.”
“Good, start digging.”
And digging I started. If it meant me digging up
Lubuto’s remains for me to get my manhood
back and rid myself of her goddamn ghost, so be
it!