Marriage Chronicles - Season 1 - Episode 26

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Marriage Chronicles - Season 1 - Episode 26

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Raj’s mechanic Chuba came out from under the
car that he was fixing with his colleagues when
someone informed him I’d gone looking for him.

His work suit was smeared with oil and other
black and stinky stuff as he approached me
where I stood at a distance. He wreaked of
diesel.

“Bamuka mwenye(an Indian’s spouse),” he
teased me as usual. “You look tantalising like
always.”

“Oh please..save your flattery, Chuba.”
“You know am not flattering but complimenting
you.” “Of course you are.”
“So,” he pursed his lips and looked around. “What
can I do for you this morning?”

I did some looking around of my own just to
ensure no one was within earshot. I
mischievously whispered to Chuba, “How would
you like to make some easy and fast cash?”
“Everybody in their right mind would like some
easy cash, ma’am. But there’s always a catch,
ain’t there? What’s yours?” The time had come.

There was no backing down. I pointed at a car,
“You see that car?”
“The Sedan? Isn’t that your husband’s car?”

“Of course it is. Now before I tell you what I’d
like you to do for me, I’d like to give you a
friendly warning in advance. Chuba, should you
contemplate double crossing me, I know about
that eight year old daughter of yours that you
adore so much. What’s her name again? Ah,
Jane.” I saw a hint of fury and fear in his eyes.
Perfect. “Why do you sound like you’re
threatening me?”

“Because I am, sweetie. Now here’s what I want you to do for me. I want you to tamper with the breaks of that Sedan. Make sure you completely wreck them breaks. I’ll give K15,000 for the job.

K5,000 down payment and K10,000 once the job
is completed.”

Chuba crossed his arms and intently looked up at
me as he was a short man. “What makes you
think am willing to commit murder for such a
small amount of money? Give me K30,000.”
“I’m willing to give you 20K. 10K as down
payment while the other 10 once the job is
done.” “25K.”

“22K, that’s my last offer.”

He went quiet for a while and then, “Deal.” He
extended his hand so that I could shake it. I
looked at the greasy hand and almost puked
while I shook it. “Deal. 11K down payment so
you better sms me your account number.”
“Am on it.”

I turned to walk back to my car. “Your time is up,
Rajesh b---h!” From the garage I went into town
to buy lingerie, a rope and whip. I put the stuff in
the bonnet and went to buy groceries for mum
and Benjamin. I drove all the way to Kafue just
to deliver the groceries. I found mum seated on
the Veranda picking beans while Benjamin was
playing with his toys at a distance. Mum didn’t
even bother to stand up or greet me cause she
was still mad about me dumping Benjamin on
them. I greeted her, put the carrier bags down
and went to lift my baby whom I’d missed so
much. I kissed his chubby cheeks. “Mummy
missed you, Benja.”

But I wasn’t the boy’s favourite person so he
said, “Put me down, Anna.”
Mum giggled where she was seated, obviously
enjoying the scene. “Fine,” I begrudgingly put
him down. The boy was quite too talkative for a
two and a half year old if you ask me. Anyway, I
took the bags inside and joined mum and started
helping her with the beans.

I stole glances at Benjamin and smiled, just
seeing him play was more than fulfilling to me.
That’s how much I had missed him. .
When I arrived back home in Lusaka in the
evening, I hid the lingerie, rope and whip in the
closet and later wrapped a chitenge round my
waist..I walked to the kitchen to prepare Raj
some Pita bread and other Indian delicacies that
I’d gone out of my way to learn back in my first
year of marriage with Rajesh.

Upon completing cooking, I meticulously served
the dishes on the table and was winding up
when I heard the living room door creak open
and Rajesh enter, looking weary.

“Hi, Anna. So I’m quite exhausted today so you
better come check my d--k and be assured I
hadn’t gone out fornicating.” I felt a tinge of
sadness but just grabbed him by the arm and led
him to the table. “Not today, Raj. Today, I want
us to sit down and have dinner as a normal
married couple should.”

“So we’ll just have to pretend to be a normal
couple?” He swept the dishes with a careful
gaze. “Forget us pretending, how do I know
you’ve not poisoned the food cause I can’t even recall when last you cooked for me let alone us.”

“Let’s just say today is one of my good days and to assure you the food ain’t poisoned, I’ll eat first. Sit, Raj.”

We sat and I dished out some food for myself
which I ate. “See, it’s poison free.”
He looked surprised. “Wow! You should have
these good days more often then.”

I laughed. “You wish.”
“This food looks and smells yummy, Anna,” he
longingly said as he dished out for himself.
I caressed his face. “It’s all for the sexiest man
alive.”

Raj and I ate while making small talk and once
we were done eating, he stood to clear the table
but I shook my head.

“This can wait,” I grabbed his necktie with so
much fiery passion. “What can’t wait is how
much I wanna feel you inside me tonight.”

You should have seen the look he gave me. One
of those looks that money loving women give
their men when they see them counting money. I
led him to the bedroom where I made him sit on
a four-legged chair. “I’ve got a free strip show
for you, Raj, so you better relax and enjoy
yourself.”

He smacked my a-s and I just laughed. I went to
the closet, took out the lingerie and went to the
bathroom to put it on. When I came back, I gave
Raj the strip show of his life such that by the
time I was done his manhood was rock solid and
I could spot a trace of semen on the white
trousers that he was wearing.

Poor thing. This guy was just way too h---y.
I took off his clothes, s----d him until he
released and then I tied him to the chair with the
rope I’d bought earlier that day. “What are you doing?”

“Honey, am about to give you the best f--k of
your life.” and I meant it. I grabbed the whip and spread my legs as I sat on him. Oh Gosh, I must have forgotten just how huge his libido was.

Is it really fair for one to be so good looking and have such a huge penis? Just wondering.

I flogged him as I rode him and hearing him
m0an with a mixture of passion and pain turned
me on like crazy. This was the last time I was
going to sleep with Raj and it was totally worth
it.

Morning came and as Raj left for work, I
indirectly mocked him by saying, “Take perfect
care of yourself today, Raj.” “I will,” he smiled and pecked my cheeks.

I was left thinking about his smile once he left. It
had looked almost like…a smirk. Almost as if he
knew what lay ahead.

Am just being paranoid, I told myself. Framing
and sending Willy to jail was something but
killing Raj, this is huge!

I spent the whole of that morning sitting on pins
and needles as I anxiously awaited that call
which would change my life for good. I couldn’t
even eat a thing, that’s how nerve-racking this
situation was.

The call finally came at a few minutes past
midday. I picked up immediately.

“Hello,” said a female voice on the other end of the line. “Is this Mrs. Anna Mumba Sharma am
speaking with?”

“Yes.”

“This is Detective Alicia Zulu and am calling you
from The University Teaching Hospital… Am
afraid am a bearer of bad news but you just have
to come here as soon as possible.”

“Is my husband okay?” I feigned being frantic.
“What’s going on, Detective?”
“Just come to the hospital, ma’am.” I made sure to go with unkempt hair, looking as scruffy as I could look. Detective Zulu came to pick me up
from the parking lot.

“Detective, what’s going on?”
She was leading me into the hospital. “You can
call me Alicia… Earlier today, an accident was
reported along Kabwe road and my team and I
rushed there and found a Sedan in a really
terrible state. Shattered glass and all. So we
took the number plate and sent it to the
department which deals with such and we were
informed the car belongs to Rajesh Sharma and
you are listed as his next of kin so we decided
to give you a call. Am so sorry for this but you’ll
have to identify two dead bodies for us.” Two
dead bodies? I almost screamed. Did Raj really
have to drag someone to hell with him? Screw
him!

And then I realised drama came in handy at this
juncture so I begun sobbing as Alicia led me to
where the bodies were, in body bags.

There was a man in the room who looked at me
pitifully and asked, “Are you ready to do this?”
“I don’t have a choice, do I?” I sniffed.
Alicia rubbed my back. “Be strong.” The man
unzipped the first body bag and when I saw who
lay in the it, I wailed. For real this time.
“Do you know her?” Alicia patiently asked me
while hugging me tightly as if she’d known me
her whole life. “It’s..it’s..my..mother!”
“Am so sorry,” said the man dryly as he unzipped the second body bag and when I saw who lay in it, I felt so weak that I lost consciousness.

. Two days later, both my parents were put to
rest. It was while at the graveyard that I
received the note from a random man and one
look at the handwriting, I knew who had written
it.

‘How does it feel to get played at your own
game, huh b---h? Have fun spending the rest of
your pathetic life in jail, Anna.

With love, Rajesh Sharma.’

I looked at the two graves and broke down as
people attempted to calm me down with their
comforting words. I’d never felt so much pain in
my entire life..I just wished I could die and follow
my parents wherever they’d gone to. If it wasn’t for having Benjamin, I would have committed suicide that very day that my parents died.

I was still wailing on the ground when I saw
Detective Alicia Zulu and her colleague Baison
Njobvu approach me and I already knew what lay
ahead.