“Hi Fred? ” greeted a voice on phone.
“Heloo too Cyrus?” Fred replied.
“You are arrived safely in Nairobi bro?” Cyrus asked.
“Yea, i did…its when am coming out from church,How is Kisumu ? Any goodnews?” Fred asked in two quick sucucsion.
“Kisumu is fine,ahaa… good news is that finally i met the lady i used to talk to when we were still at Pwani…You remember i told you about Beverlyn?
My friend this woman is fine material! She wasnt on mass production list!” Cyrus praised.
“Hahahaha…..Cyrus open your eyes! You have always said every girl is custom made….but after….after….”
“Stop that My learned friend.Campus ladies are not candidates for marriage bro you know that!” Cyrus interupted as he bursted into laughter.
“So you think you going to marry that woman? I will wait and see” Fred said in doubt.
Cyrus was Fred’s campus mate back at Pwani.
He was nicknamed Kadinya peharps because his hobby was well known all over the campus.
Fred was used to Cyrus words of sayimg every girl is fine and that he would marry the very same girl just to end up dumping a lady after the other.
As usual, every sundays Fred attended the church led by Pst Edith. He was obedient and after graduating,every body loved him.
The beautiful church girls threw themselves to him but Fred wasnt ready to date yet. The weeding incident left him scared throughout.
Pst Edith, was a top popular pastor in town. Though she was never blessed with her own kid, she adopted many kids from the streets. She was a well known figure all over and that made it easier for him to find a well paying job for Fred at Milimani law courts.
Fred, slowly started to built his life on a christian and a faithful foundation.
Days turned into weeks and several months down the line, Fred visited his friend Cyrus in Kisumu.
Cyrus had invited Fred to help him draw a budget plan for his wedding. They were best friends and so they never disobeyed each other.
“Mmmh….good house bro!” Fred said as he made his way inside Cyrus house.
“Thank you…..my man Fred, you know i like you soo much bro… welcome” Cyrus said as he sunk into the black leather couch!
“Cyrus….come here….” Fred whispered to Cyrus.
“Are you still the Kadinya of pwani university,” He added and all bursted into laughter!
“C’mon….i will shoot you… i swear i will rebuke the devil in you” Joked Cyrus amid laughter.
“Aah…. well…..i am a changed man.. am growing old and i need a family. I have only one woman and i love her so much” Cyrus added. And it was this time Fred believed him.He was being sincere.
“What can i offer you? A drink? Man of God thou shall not touch alcohol… ok juice?” Cyrus said as he smiled.
” Huh! Yea mango cold juice.you have?” Fred asked.
Cyrus rashed in the kitchen and to bring the requested juice to Fred.
Within a matter of seconds he brought the juice and gave it to Fred who held it tightly with his hands.
He sipped the juice as they conversed generally about life.
Just then, the door opened and behold Cyrus’ woman made her way in.
“Belinda!” Fred shouted as he dropped the glass of juice on the ground.
“Belinda!” Cyrus yelled in confusion.
“Beverlyn….. you mean?” Cyrus added.
“Ooh…. sorry! You resemble a girl i knew when i was growing up” Fred diverted the attention.
“Hehe….stop hallucinating man…” Cyrus joked as he introduced Her woman to Fred.
“Sweetheart, this is Fred my close friend.Fred this is my fiances Beverlyn”
“Pleasure……” Fred responded as they shook hands. There was fear between them. The lady was Belinda calling herself Beverlyn.
Though Fred clearly knew the lady was Belinda. He kept his cool.
Belinda lied to Cyrus she is called Beverlyn.