Since SILENCE seems to be a ‘one off’ kind of tale where everything begins and ends with Toun and her family, I was thinking that introducing a whole new season may be a bit trickery since you guys asked for the first story in the first place as it was never my idea to turn it into a series. So, I’ve decided to put forth three first episodes from Wednesday till Friday to enable you guys chose the one you want a continuation…
was breathless. I didn’t care that my white dress was soiled or my makeup
smudged, I didn’t care that my feet had lost its shoes. ‘I did the right thing’,
I thought to myself. ‘Did I?’ I thought again. I had left without an
explanation but how could I explain to the sixty or more guests at the church
what I had heard in secret?
resounded again, but I kept running. Where was I headed? I had no idea. The
events of the morning unconsciously came rushing and all attempts to hinder it
from rearing its ugly head proved impossible.
bath and after getting my make-up done, I had worn my beautiful custom-made
wedding dress which was designed by yours truly. I am a good tailor and I love
to pride myself in my creations and I had worked tirelessly to see my wedding
dress attain its perfection. When I began working on my wedding dress, I had no
time for customers, I refused to accept clothing materials and in fact stopped
taking orders. I had no other priority but my wedding dress which I was certain
would make headlines! I had it all rehearsed in my head, from the moment I walked
down the aisle clinging onto my father’s arm to the moment I was pronounced a
married woman and I was pretty sure that it would be surreal.
shocking reality hit me squarely in the face!
aisle. I had arrived thirty minutes earlier with my maid of honour and suddenly
I felt like using the toilet. It must have been a case of nerves because I had
not drunk any water all day for fear of having to use the toilet often. I
quickly asked one of the ushers for a place to freshen up and he directed me to
a small room at the side entrance of the church which had a toilet facility
within. I quickly thanked him and went in. Using the toilet was no hassle as my
dress was quite easy to handle, I had purposely made a dress that would give me
the freedom to even do a number two,
toilet-wise, so I wasn’t in the least flustered. As I sat on the toilet seat, I
imagined my Tunde, looking all dapper in his navy blue suit and a smile played
across my lips, I also remembered the naughty little present I had packed up in
my box for tonight and I blushed.
heard the door to the room open and soon I heard footsteps. Suddenly a voice
floated in and I smiled in recognition. It was Tunde’s brother Ladi, as I made
to open the door, I heard another voice, it was that of Tunde’s other brother,
Dani. They were chatting about the weather and I was thinking of how to jump
out of the toilet, screaming ‘boo’. A mischievous smile spread across my face
when I thought of how surprised they’ll be to see me emerge from the toilet. I
had my palm on the door knob when I heard Dani say;
through with what? I thought.
shaking…I have never seen Tunde this unnerved in my entire life.” Ladi was
him? That he has to get married in order to make our parents happy? I really
wish he could come out of the closet…if he had done that earlier, this
wouldn’t be happening.”
dead before their time? We should be thankful that Lola agreed to marry him.
Thank God that she doesn’t suspect anything.” Ladi said in relief.
said quickly. “I wish things weren’t this complicated….”
life easier for the poor girl but now, she’s getting into marriage with a man
who’s…gay and who will never ever satisfy her sexual fantasies or be an ideal
husband to her…” Ladi said regretfully.
for keeping this a secret from his wife-to-be. Maybe when they are married,
she’ll handle his truth better. Come to think of it, if she knows now, soon
everyone will know because there’s a ninety-nine percent chance that she
wouldn’t go through with the wedding but when she’s his wife, she’ll keep the
truth to herself for the sake of her new family.”
minutes till church begins, we need to get back into the church.
she’s somewhere waiting for the ceremony to begin.” Dani started.
into….Tunde doesn’t love her…his heart is with no one else but Nnamdi….”
church!” Dani said quickly.
weakly pushed the door of the toilet open and walked out with wobbly legs.
not rush it…we have all the time in the world…” He had said to me two weeks
ago when I had tried to seduce him.
come on Tunde… we’re getting married soon…we’re not doing anything wrong…”
I had replied, laughing naughtily.
had too much to drink at the club and since it was late, I had insisted on
spending the night at his place.
to my surprise it was dry. I clutched my chest but couldn’t feel my heartbeat,
it was as though my heart had been wrenched from its depths.
honour, peeped in.
her lead the way. As soon as I stepped out, my bridesmaids hurried to meet me, we
had all agreed to meet up at the church.
rushed up to hug me.
seen!” Fatima exclaimed as she admired my wedding gown.
and wondering if this had been revealed to me for a purpose. Tunde is gay! He
is marrying me to please his parents, to fool society and to kick under the
rug, his truth.
hand in his. As we walked down the aisle, his face beamed in smiles and I saw a
proud father whose joy at that moment knew no bounds. My mom wiped the tears of
joy off her face with a handkerchief as she stood ahead of us, taking pictures
with her tablet. Family, friends, well-wishers gathered, waiting for the
joining of man and woman. Tunde stood at the altar with a stiff smile on his
lips and a faraway look in his eyes.
cleave unto his wife and they shall become one flesh. Genesis chapter two,
for my dad to return to his seat or for my mom to stop taking pictures. I turned
and fled, running as I have never run before, out of the church, out of the
sham of a wedding, out of the arms of my prince.
stop my race and I have no idea where I am headed. Lightning flashed and
thunder struck a third time, then, the rains began to fall.
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