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After a successful MUST Zone inaugural anniversary celebrations, the after party went down at the city’s nerve center of entertainment joints – Westlands. It was an invite-only affair with the Journalism Club members forming the biggest section of the attendants towing along their friends while Matiba University usual suspects otherwise known as influencers would also be spotted.
Njagi dragged along Shiku, while Sly invited Eunetta, her seemingly close friend. Sly was putting a brave face after undergoing a rough patch of late, especially after breaking up with Chris. Be it as it may, there was much to celebrate on the other hand, which strangely, nature didn’t allow. For starter’s sake, she had broken some personal glass ceilings; – She had landed a top job at Syokimau FM having been confirmed on the lucrative position of the morning show radio host. MUST Zone was also doing very well in the universities arena and in fact, had a very phenomenal anniversary earlier in the day.
When Shiku and Njagi settled on their spot, they had a lot to discuss. They were meeting for the first time after the backdrop of their last encounter in Shiku’s well-furnished apartment. One thing had led to the other and before they knew it, they slid into the world of intimacy, riding on alcohol influence. Hence the reason, today’s encounter was a lukewarm one to both of them for simply provoking to resuscitate what went down on that night.
“I didn’t know you are that good”
“You lured me into it Shiku. You take the blame.”
“I think it’s too late. Anyway, how are you.”
“I’m fine…You realize things seem to be rolling pretty fast.”
“What things?”
“You know I’m worried of Sly”
“Oooh Lord. To this extent, I accept and move-on on your grave obsession with her.”
“Not really, I’m just concerned.”
“You’re lying with a straight face Njagi.”
“I will only admit it to you that I love her, but that’s between us.”
“The heart wants what it wants. Mapenzi ni kikohozi brathee, haifichiki!”
“Somebody just friend-zoned me. Brathee???”
“You know where we’ve come from Njagi….tangu siku za Daudi Kabaka”
“Let’s be serious for once.”
“Talk to me dear.”
“Look at who accompanied her!”
“She looks familiar. We were in the same high school. Her name is Eunetta.”
“Wait….Eunetta. That’s rings a bell!!”
“You know her?”
“I eavesdropped when they were breaking up with Chris. Her name was thrown around.”
“I don’t get it. All I know is that she was a lele.”
“You mean a lesbian?”
She nods in the affirmative.
“I overheard Chris talking of how he met them making out.”
“You kidding me. They were making out?”
“Apparently.”
“They were really tight back then in high school. I’m shocked they are still together carrying on with their feminine affair.”
***
Meanwhile, Sly and Eunetta seemed to be having the best of their time at a far table taking their Heineken drinks smoothly.
“I tell you what, that lecturer dancing over there wants me to get into an affair with him.”
“Is that a big deal Sly?”
“Goodness sake, he is twice my age, married and certainly wouldn’t ever rattle my ovaries.”
“Don’t be too sure hunny, these stuff happen.”
“I had a painful break up but I’m not desperate for a man. I’m enjoying every bit of my singlehood.”
“You don’t envy free drinks and expensive lunch dates in high-end hotels and trips to Zanzibar,…Wait, you wouldn’t be interested in his money and a guaranteed first class honour when you graduate?”
“Babe, there is nothing for free in this world. Worse of it, from men.”
“Just for sleeping with you, it’s not like it will stick on your forehead for everyone to notice?”
“You don’t understand it Eunetta, sleeping with a married man is despicable. My dear, I hope you’ve not crossed that line in pursuit for money. It’s evil.”
“Let’s leave that for another day.”
“Anyway, he is such a bother.”
“You should make him aware that you have me to take care of your bedroom matters.”
“You can say that again.”
They laugh away as they dangle their glasses for a cheer. Mr. Mwangi walks over to Sly as Eunetta dashes to the ballroom.
“Mwalimu, you’re such an epic dancer!”
“I used to be an excellent one when I was your age.”
“You must have frequented many bashes and discotheques at your youthful age.”
“You’re right, I attended so many.”
“So how is your family doing?”
“They are well, the kids are back to school though.”
“I hope you reconciled with your wife after that fateful day.”
“Yes we did and we had many more arguments subsequently, as usual.”
“As usual?”
“Sly, when you get married you’ll understand why.”
“But marriage is how the two of you fuse it. Isn’t it?”
“That’s easier said than done.”
“So, how do you cope?”
“By being distracted by women like you.”
“Mwalimu, you sound like you’re objectifying me.”
“You’re too sensitive dear!”
“I think I’m just disturbed by your guts.”
“Speaking of guts, did you make up your mind?”
“About?”
“The North Coast trip.”
“Mr. Mwangi, today is a very special day to my life. Please don’t ruin it.”
“I’m sorry for always being misunderstood by you.”
“I’m offended by people who don’t take no for answer.”
Eunetta interrupts…
“Hi sir?”
“Hi”
“Eunetta, meet my lecturer Mr. Mwangi”…”Sir, this is my lovely doll, Eunetta.”
“Pleasure, I got to leave. Take care girls.”
“Don’t you worry Mwalimu, I’m in a safe company as you can see.”
Sly and Eunetta laughter build gradually and finally fill the room.
Previously on Platte-Land Anniversary
The series continues next week…
