She swiftly dashed into the kitchen shaking her behind intentionally to please her lover. George was left in total contentment and was consumed by her beauty. For once he grinned to himself sheepishly and made slight pats on his chest as he enjoyed the vibe. He couldn't find any reason to say that he had the wrong soulmate. This girl's qualities perfectly marched with the ones he set in his mind. Just what he wanted.
Moments later she emerged from the kitchen with two plates of rice and a dish of liver stew seasoned just enough to attract the hidden mice with it's scent. She added nicely sliced pieces of oranges and a flask of rich coffee. The tantalizing aroma made him water uncontrollably as his hunger rose abruptly to it's peak.
"I made this for only you honey!" Angela intoned as she reclined to eat with her special person. Her voice suggested the level of happiness she had and she continued practising her rich smile when she occasionally faced him. " Nothing to say. No words can explain this to you. You're the best in everything." commented George as he forcefully pushed the cuffs of his long sleeved t- shirt. He scooped two spoonful of rice and savoured it's deliciousness as he kept a look at Angela's face. She in turn brightened her face with a smile and her pupils dilated in pleasure. She knew she had hit the target. She took that opportunity to remind him of the Serena Hotel that he had planned earlier in the day.
" Now you still want to taste the food at Serena?" She asked lovingly.
" I mean why should I in the fast place? "
" But thus what you wanted anyway."
" No . Now I'm glad that I have discovered that I have my own Serena. That's You." He argued politely after a spoonful of rice. This sent an inevitable energy in Angela's body and she was overwhelmed with love .
She moved into the space between them and sat very closely at him. She then rested her left hand over his shoulder and gently took away the spoon from his hand. She then asked him to look into her eyes before asking.
"My beloved! Tell me the truth. Do you have another girl besides me ."
" Why should I? I have no need of other girls when all I want is you."
" Then promise that you're going to propose to me soon."
"It's a promise but also a ' must do' task. I assure you in a year or two we'll be happily married."
" That's why I love you so much!" She said before scooping the food and gently lifting it into his mouth. He opened his mouth wide but trembled a bit when the spoon was halfway into the mouth. Few grains of rice fell and stuck in his thick moustache. She laughed playfully while wiping away the dirt from his moustache before allowing him to chew. They both could feel the aura of romance in the air.
Amidst this warm and exciting experience, George couldn't still manage to keep his mind clear. He momentarily switched off and started thinking about the past or the future. Staying in the present was what he found most difficult to do. When Angela asked him about the plan to start a home together, he had already gotten lost in deep thoughts. Thoughts about the future now. The thoughts about him and Angela.
He envisioned himself with her in a palatial home not far from Nairobi. He could imagine how pretty she would look being adorned with everything that could make sense into her beauty. He saw her with a bouncy baby in her laps while she looked at him in a satisfactory smile. He envisioned himself as an able Dad to his child. He could see the family picnics that they would go. In those picnics he couldn't imagine driving anything else other than a Land cruiser , a Range , a Pajero or any other meaningful SUV. He could see himself leading his family into the biggest shopping malls in the city. He only saw prosperity and nothing else.
But there was a dark spot in the whole affair. Where was he going to get honest money? He was becoming rich yes! But with criminal dealings. What if he got cought? No that's not even the issue. What if Angela discovers this? She had always known that he is just a personal secretary and also a bodyguard to Hussain. Nothing beyond that. He wondered whether it was worth letting her know of it. After all she's his girlfriend and probably bound to keep it secret. He could still hear loudly in his mind his favorite reggae beat of his beloved artist Lucky Dube that crime does not pay . He still wonders if Lucky Dube really meant it. The song torments him in his mind whenever he thinks of the Big Blue , Hussain or his colleagues.
" Babe what's wrong? What are you thinking? You didn't answer my question?" Angela asked getting concerned about him.
" Ooh! What did you ... What did you asked? " he replied befuddled and unable to reconnect the topic.
" No! No! You're not okay George!" she added with a creeping attention inside her.
" No nothing is wrong my dear ."
" I must make sure you're okay before we continue with anything else."
" I'm Okay." He assured as his voice vibrated in the room again.
" Fine. I wanted to ask you of your plan for us to have a home. I mean we buy land and build our house."
" Just Know I'm going to take care of that but I would discuss that with you later. Those are heavier matters that should not be part of our discussion for our anniversary darling." He pushed the plates and dishes away from the edge of the table and sat across the chair so that he faced her directly. He then pulled her gently into his bosom and gently combed her hair with his massive fingers.
He made soft massages on her neck as she muttered sweet words to him in a twanging tone. He could feel her warm breath permeating into the fabric of his T-shirt and finally setting him on the romantic world. The breath reminded him how close she was to her. How she had come to be an integral part in his life. What he had never imagined was to take her home and introduce her to his family. This was a strange thought to him and he thought about it for once since he started dating her.
He thought how his younger brother at home would take it. He wondered whether she would be accepted by his parents. He had heard of couples that parted ways after family introduction for the flimsy reasons parents always brought forth. He imagined how his father could fume angrily at him for bringing a girl who was out of order when it came to dressing. He could see him explaining explicitly how Angela dressed more or less of a harlot. How his mother would react was just unfathomable. She would probably turn into a demon. But that is looking at it from the negative view of it. He convinced himself that things would be the opposite.
Angela too was slowly being taken into the same thought. She stopped telling George the sweet words and closed her eyes gently. George couldn't realise it as he was also taken in thoughts. She contemplated on the day she would introduce him to his family. What his Daddy would say and what her Mommy would take in. Of course a man like this was what she ardently yearned for. His character and manliness was just superb to her. But what if her parents declined? Will they continue to live as a couple? She couldn't imagine how his Dad would babble at her for picking him. The most painful was when she would witness George terminating their relationship in deep resentment and anger after he had been ostracized by her family.
They both came back to their reality and smiled at each other foolishly. Angela realised that she was still at his bosom and her nerves energized her. She started splitting his moustache teasingly. She changed her breathing rythm and now made short but faster breathes. Inexplicable energy over took her and she seductively stood up to lead him in to the bedroom. He wrapped his right hand around her waist and felt her warmth as they went into the bedroom.
Being prepared for it, she had also embellished the bedroom with the same tone of anniversary love. She had tucked a red rose flower behind their framed photograph on the right side of the wall. She had also spread some on the clean pink bedsheet .Just below the pillow she hid one last piece of paper that she wrote in a very strong romantic language , some sweet words to him. She lifted the pillow intentionally and pretended to be going back to close the door behind them. George was left with the surprise as he read through the note. He couldn't imagine how She had taken that day to be so special like that. He felt remorseful for putting little into it. He felt like she was planning for the day alone.