A strange feeling

i have been away for months and i do apologise. but i am back now, my story continues. thanks peeps! -YNV


Marie-Anne was quite happy to see me. She has always shown to me that she liked my person. i never hesitated to show her i liked her too. Y asked me if i wanted anything to eat. I said yes and he went out and brought back some designer rice and stew with some chicken. When he stepped out, I and Marie-Anne started to chat. She asked me how Ghana has been, i said lovely and calm as usual. She also told me she has fallen in love with a nice Ivorien, but she begged me not to tell anyone not even Y.

'Why? 'i asked her. i was wondering why someone will be hiding the fact that she is in love.

'I have lost a lot of relationships in the past. Most of them i lost when i announced to friends and family. so now, i have decided to keep this secret until months before my wedding."

i starred at her continously and from there became lost in thoughts, i didnt know when she finished talking.

i enjoyed eaating my rice and stew. it was spicy and i love spicy food. Marie-Anne didn't understand why Y sould be buying food when she had already cooked food in the kitchen. After eating my food, Marie-Anne left the room, i was about to gulp some water from a glass and Y cut in

'Guess what?'

'What?' i asked as i dropped my fork and starred directly into his eyes with a knowing smile

'i took a whole week off to spend this time time with you' he said with excitement and i screamed as a reply. it was wonderful. Marie-Anne returned and he told her a lot about me and how i made the jorney single handedly. He thought i was a smart and strong girl. all i cared about at that time was the fact that i was sitting close to a man i thought i would never see again.

At 10pm, Y said he had to leave. He told me he would come pick me up the next day around 10am in the morning so we could move around the city. That sounded like fun to me. i felt good and free. i thought to myself, we would walk around the city, hand in hand, fool around and tell each other sweet nothings.

10am the next day, Y knocked on the door and i ran to open it. i knew it was him. Marie-Anne had left for work. When he saw me, he hugged me tightly as usual and i percieved his manly scent. i felt so safe. wow, those strong looking but soft arms!

'So you ready?' he asked with his accent most prominent. His voice always made me feel like jumping.

'Yes i am' i said 'please give me a second'. i ran to the kitchen to make sure everything was in place and i appeared again before him all smiles and signalling that i was ready to go.

Y took me round the city. we were in a taxi cab. i pointed at a lot of structures and he named them for me and told me what happens in each of them. He was quite knowledgeable. i thought it was a beautiful city. i have heard alot about Abidjan. The sun was shinning very brightly and the taxi man had original congo music playing on the radio. That made me keep quiet for some time as a lot was going through my mind. while i was doing that i placed my head on Y's shoulder. Next i felt was a tap. We stopped close to a restaurant. He wanted us to eat soemthing.

As we went into the restaurant, my satisfaction began to diminish. i couldn't place a finger on what i felt was the problem, but deep inside of me, i knew that something was wrong. i knew Y may not be able to fill the void in my heart. i became a bit dissapointed and right there, i started thinking of the day i would leave to Ghana. Quite strange

The meal was good. i just had chicken and chips. Y as i fantasized didn't tell me sweet nothings. We didn't fool around like i expected. It was a section of the restaurant were music was playing that he asked me for a dance. While we were dancing,he wanted to kiss me and i removed my face. he then asked in a loud whisper, very close to my ears

'Why don't you want me to kiss you?'

i shook my head. he then he pulled my shoulder so that i would look at him and he asked again 'YNV, why?'

i then explained to him that i wouldn't be able to hold the feelin for too long while not being sure if we were going to be together. i didn't want to remember my kiss in pains. he only laughed but obeyed. After the meal, we went to the museum and the Nigerian Embassy. i just felt like running back to Marie-Anne's house. i was tired and dissappointed. i thought it was going to be more fun like walking in a park or on the sea shore. You know, like visiting the beach and feeling the natural breeze on our skins. Funny enough i couldn't demand for such a treatment. on second thoughts, i felt maybe i was being too impatient afterall it was just day 1. i left the rest to my young imagination. 'Who knows what Y has in stock for me' i thought to myself. Probably there will be better days ahead.

As he dropped me off at Marie-Anne's and left with the same taxi, i thought about that strange feeling i had before entering the restaurant. What is the probability of marriage with Y? How long will his relationship last judging from the distance and the fact that sex was already ruled out? Are we going to keep travelling just to see each other? i expected Y to be telling me things that would make me feel secure but he was saying nothing. All he told me after we stopped at Marie-Anne's was that we would be going to see his cousin the next day..ah!