WHO IS THE MAN?
She nodded. “Sure, I agree with you, which is why I am saying, let’s not be in such a hurry to paint MD the bad person here, the problem could be deeper than that, and it could also be that you are the one that needs to slow down a bit and not choke him up with your demand for a wedding. Maybe you should just let him take things at his own pace.”
“So, I am the one choking him up now?” I shot back at her, my voice laced with anger. “So, is that the reason why he can’t make up his mind as a man and fix a date for the wedding?”
She shook her head. “No, that’s not what I meant, Anita, I am just saying that you should take things easy with him. If it was that easy for him, he would’ve put a ring on your finger long ago and conclude on the wedding,”
I sighed. “So, what do I do now, Aunty Meg? What are the things you think I can do to get this man’s attention and love like I used to do? Please, tell me, I am desperate for answers now!”
Aunty Meg gazed at me as I waited for her response to my question. There was a look in her eyes that showed she felt kind of sorry for me. She knew what I was feeling inside. She understood my pain. But she had no idea how to help me stop the pain.
“My answer remains the same, Anita, give him time. Let the man take his time and plan things properly to avoid a head on collision between you and his wife,” she said to me.
“Or a head on collision between him and his wife, you mean!” I snapped at her in obvious irritation.
“Well, whatever, the important thing is for him to prevent a collision of any kind from taking place,” Aunty Meg retorted.
“But, let’s be honest, Aunty Meg, if you say the man needs to take his time, it also means he could take forever for him to do what is right by me and our son! So, am I supposed to wait for him forever?” I continued, as a lot of thoughts raced through my head.
There was truly no specific time when and if MD would ever get round to make this wedding happen. What if he remains in morbid fear of his wife and just could never find the balls to tell her he wants to get legally married to me? What am I supposed to do then, remain his mistress forever? No, something had to happen! I have to make that wedding happen. MD thinks he already owns me and there’s no way I would pay attention to another man let alone cheat on him by having another relationship. But right now, I am starting to think that, perhaps a little competition, something to make MD’s heart beat hard against his chest in fear, is what he needs to jolt him back to his senses. And that’s exactly what I am going to give to him.
