“Thanks for a lovely evening darling.” Yomi said, as they walked through the door of their home. “It’s been a while since you treated me to dinner and a show at the theatre.”
“It was nothing.” Sade said brightly. “I had a great time too. Would you like a cup of tea before we go to bed?”
“Thanks, honey! I wouldn’t mind one at all.”
“Okay, you go up first. I’ll bring the tea to you.”
Sade smiled to herself as she went to the kitchen to put finishing touches to her plan. A few minutes later, she entered the bedroom with two cups of tea on a tray. Yomi was already in his pyjamas and was sitting up on the bed.
She carefully put his cup of tea on his bedside table and set hers on the other side of the bed.
The telephone started ringing downstairs.
“Would you mind getting that?” Yomi asked. “It could be important, at this late hour.”
She came back up a few minutes later.
“Who was it?” Yomi asked.
“I don’t know; the caller blocked their number.”
She saw that he had already finished his own cup of tea. She could feel the excitement running down her spine.
“How was your tea darling?” She asked.
“It was nice. Did you put in some extra sugar or something?”
“Yes I did.”
“Are you trying to kill me?” Yomi asked, smiling.
Sade gasped. Did Yomi know something or was he suspicious?
“What? Why would you say something like that?” Sade asked, raising her eyebrows and trying to keep her hands from trembling.
“Relax my dear wife, I didn’t mean anything. It’s just that you’ve been so nice to me today. It makes a change from your usual grumpy attitude.”
She shook her head.
“Never mind,” he continued. “I’m just pulling your legs. Finish your tea and let’s go to bed.”
“Please don’t joke like that again,” Sade grumbled as she got into bed. Yomi watched as she sipped her tea thoughtfully. Afterwards he switched off the lights and they both slept.
The funeral service was well attended. Sade’s friends and family from far and near packed the church. Everyone thought the grieving widower was holding up very well. But nobody noticed the ironic little smile playing on Yomi’s lips when he spotted Sade’s lover in the crowd…
Tolulope Popoola is a writer, blogger and lover of arts and literature. She recently quit her career in Accounting to become a full-time writer. She blogs at http://writingmystories.blogspot.com, and is the creator of the online fiction series, ‘In My Dreams It Was Simpler’. She also writes short stories, poems and magazine articles, and is currently working on a novel.