LOVES NOT IN HER DICTIONARY

EVIL INTENT

"What?" Jenn asked

Before she could complete her intended statement? Mansa who was almost at the verge of an explosive orgasmic jealousy at the same time suddenly feeling hot by her friends narration stopped her for a PG rated reiteration.

"Ahem! mgh ..mgh! 'She clears her throat' could you please leave out the details of your wet wrestles girl? Us is aware I love juices but not today." she says fanning herself. The former unaffected Mansa would have pushed for all the voluptuous spill contradicting this fake scheming vile Mansa presently. Every knowledge of her friend with her now crush entangled was a deep stab she wanted to avoid. The retribution of having an eye for another's possession. Nature oh! nature! ever vengeful master.

"Would you come off it with your holier than thou act? get your head out of the gutters biarch! Do me good to remind of that your age again. snots.I was not talking about him deep inside! inside! for your information, you over dickmatized virgin! ' laughing painfully hard' In as much as I am tempted to go there because you my friend does not mean I totally would. There is a word called 'PRIVACY'." she says rolling her eyes.

"Thank goodness! 'acting all dramatic' my ears are not going to be defiled today." Mansa teases like a maiden yet to be deflowered.

"As if this whole container with those palm frond locally manufactured fans slapped on that uneven caldron mold up there you call a head, 'pointing to Mansa's then proceeding to rotate her finger in a circular drawing' hasn't been ransacked thoroughly by Asamoah. I couldn't possibly be the culprit meant in that accusation you know?" she concludes with a hiss.

"No you didn't! ' expressing a comic mortified face' See the kind of immorally twisted wiarch! I call my friend ooh!" Mansa comments unbelievably in mock dissatisfaction

"Whatever! Anyways, I meant how he truly felt about me! Rotten egg! such as yourself. 'she name called her friend mockingly continuing.' Without words he told me everything that was within him. it was a euphoria line up of prejudice, confusion, confession then the epic drawing of the curtain with comprehension. it was a very difficult moment for us but we overruled. That not withstanding, I am skipping the sentimental part too save your chastity." Jenn declared

"Ouch! That's agonizing. Pulling out when I was almost there!" Mansa lamented in an erotic good-humored manner. "That is so mean."

"Sorry for your lose. 'Jen replied in sympathetics mockery.' There! there! 'patting Mansa on the back.' we don't want you soiled now do we?" she asked like a sweet mother trying to dissuade her child. The two lady's burst out in uncontrollable laughter at their own bickering act. "I feel we made a wrong career choice, acting was our destiny." she added with another dose of hearty laugh.

"Heeerh! You blast ooh!" came from the normal non envy traceable Mansa(simply meaning JENN was crazy in a jovial meaning).

"To cut the chase? I forgot to take precautions after the whole hanky-panky encounter leading to my present condition." she says abruptly

"Forgetfulness is unlike you." Mansa replied

"Seems were were wrong Hon! " Jenn answers with a dramatic smile.

"Now I see why you were befuddled. You thought you did. This means it was not about another mulatto- potato. aww! I see." she in comprehension

Scoffs .. "You should know better. Anyways, on point for 3 points. The defining day was the one you guys rushed me to the hospital. Before my collapse, I was on the phone with old soldier. You know our normal halla! I searched the way to break the news with a whole lot of anticlimax closing scenes as my ending. Torn between telling , not telling plus what the possible outcome for both choice would be. Apparently he was also battling how to ask me about exactly the same thing. knowing fully well we committed a sweet mistake as much as I was not prone to forget making amends? would have had an intended out look on him. which was the absolute opposite of the truth."

"If I got you right a while ago, you hadn't informed him; so how did he get to know?" Mansa asked

Jennifer laughs cynically then asked."Scary-Crazy right? the mystery is in the sitting room this instant." Jenn responds curtly

Mansa chuckles angrily. "Will you stop mimicking that man in your house and go straight? ' (if only she knew Jenn was referring to that exact same man) 'She says impatiently' wait! oh .. shoot! Do you mean a hidden camera?" she suggested missing the point abysmally.

Jenn sighs then shakes her head hopelessly at her friends slow wits. "it turns out Togui, the old man sitting in my sitting area, the man you claim I am becoming in speech now was the spill way."

"No way!" she exclaimed horrified

"Yes way! 'Jenn counteracts still maintaining her facial features as before. I just scratched the surface and you out of words. wait until we full body deep, them you will know why I passed out that day."

"B..but how?" she stuttered. Jenn only gave an understanding smile considering she already went through the gruesome some effects of a crawl up astonishment.

"Are you guys not meeting for the first time?" she asked flustered.

"Of course! we are but I heard of him earlier."

"Hold it there! 'Mansa commands ' did I miss something? Should we rewind the track?" looking at her friend with the corner of her eyes skeptically.

"Nope! you didn't and there is no need to fall back, there is no soldier left behind."

a heavy cold feeling settled in her bottom belly after this speech. something did appear familiar in the diction. "Hahaha!" she lets out an incredulous dramatic satirical snicker realisation hit home.

"funny how the universe plays with us ha? especially our emotions; what a cruel way to maintain balance." she spoke in abstract

"Talking of soldiers, One is the core of our discussion now correct?" she asked

"Yup! Old soldier to be precise."Mansa responds

"Nevermind. 'She said. immediately muting the topic.' That on the sides, as you know Togui Dagadu is the chief priest of the land he hails from and is the ruler of. He got to know through his abilities.

"You mean 'Voodoo'?" Mansa asked wide eyed with mouth aghast. it is not like she didn't know of traditional ways. So long as there is a traditional ruler there's bound to be a form of spiritism. Never the less she was still a little shaken."

"Hush! You there 'Jenn says in a whispering tone, looking around, acting creepy in a someone evasive dramatization.' old soldier cautions 'the old ways' is more suitable. it portrays less barbarism." she says as her lips makes a bunkers jesters signature mischievous sunny side up crescent smile.

"No wonder you were trembling like a pile of rocks falling off a hill with a weak foundation which had been given a quake. All this is too much of a code for any computer system to take suddenly. Crashing is an understatement. Explosion somehow will do."

"Thing is as a royal blood there is a mechanized kind of protection on him affecting anything or anybody he has a deep connection with. These people automatically fall under should I say this blessing or doom."

"Wow!" she reacts in further amazement

"Just imagine being under shadowing with or without your knowledge all the time." she complained rhetorically

"That's scary. " she contributes.

Instinctively, Mansa runs to the nearest window for a look out only to turn around with a disappointed expression. She was hoping to catch a glimpse of what her friend was referring to, she had misunderstood the whole concept she implied.

"I don't see any new faces or shadows lurking around in the compound, besides Togui didn't mention coming with extra hands. Judging from the way he treats and responds to you? it would be unusual he'd leave that out as someone we know, did his own name." Mansa says tauntingly turning towards her friend.

"Are you not listening or you simply playing dumb to get on my nerves? Do you think i am narrating one of those Ghalliwood (the name of the Ghanaian movies industry) movies or what? As a matter of facts, I should be the one acting you now! You should havea fair idea enabling you catch up sooner and not make me talk so much. it is not about guards, stalker's or all the tangibles but abracadabra ... slow poke!" she said out of frustration

"Besides that, in allusion to my previous conclusion; I still maintain the fact that it must have escaped him. Please and please again save me the salt you robbing in my wound indirectly. are you not supposed to be on my team?" Jenn slams home in agitation. she could not handle her friend double-edged venom laced words anymore. for once she has seen through the mask of her friends devices. The battle between good and evil on raging within her on the blind side Of all except the Old wise man. however she misappropriated it to be a momentary show rather that a deep-rooted thing.

"Damn! that's intense. this is a way to much to deal with than I had imagined and serious." said Mansa

"Yeah you damn right it is. which should tell you! I am in no mood for sneaky shades right now." Jenn attacks back!

"take it easy mama! I meant nothing than the gawking feasible truth. I'm sorry for hurting your feelings. you know my legendary unrestrained nature. I can't be for long without a slip up. it's going to be the end of me." mansa spoke with fake regret.

"you better work on that vile loose tongue of yours! A quiet fool is mistaken for a wise person you know?" Jenn cautions fiercely

"My bad. will do my best." she assures her friend.

"you better! she warns. Tolerance in her dictionary in no way meant weakness. if mansa continued with her loose talk? she will need to be straightened. she established, before she continued to feed her the information she requested for.

"I didn't even think it did exist anymore or was even effective but hey! on your requested banquet table before thee lies your Grand surprise."

"A gargantuan one indeed! I did seek but found more than I wanted to see." she exhales deeply.

"To abridge this whole f****d-up jumbled manuscript? he had to talk about his unpleasant past. He had to tell me where he was from? who he is? what is involved in having him? how he felt about me? forgetting his real name ironically.

In the endless centre of this winding loop of a groundbreaking script running on and on and on without reaching its destined base? you were the pause! The much-awaited! wanted! in fact needed break!. Your iconic slip-up paved the way for us to finally face the fact we had been strategically choreographically evading. if you hadn't earmarked that gaffe? I'm pretty sure we'd still be on the phone till now. hahaha! funny how torturous moments at instant became jokes in the aftermath?" she stated rhetorically nimbly seconded by a question that almost turned mansa into an ice cube.

"Ever wondered why I didn't berate you there after?"

An imaginary freezing chill filled the room making it look as though the room was geographically stationed in the middle of the ever-icing Artic. Mansa shuddered extremely in fear making her psychologically drop the temperature to an almost zero kelvin at the thought of Jenn finally taking revenge on her for all the hideous, well-hidden worrisome troubles she made her tribulate. she stood as stiff as if her molecules had no life in them .. frozen! in deep mental affliction.

she recalled cautioning herself to be weary of her friend and that there was more to her calm demeanor after the accident than meets the eyes. After all calm came before the fiery storm! How could she have thought she would let her oversight go unpunished? The mention of punishment in memory smothered her. Figuratively looking at all the decapitating ways she could be paid back made her weak. Her family's reasonable reputation her father had built over the years with his blood and sweat would be lost forever over her stupidity. what was she thinking going up against a powerhouse?even in the shadows it was not wise! They would be swallowed to the bottom of a thick clayey quick sticky mud to become organic manure never to be seen or remember as if they never existed. In her beclouded Stifling self beat one thing came to her chaotic mind. Jennifer's selflessness! she may wield power! nonetheless her compassion supersedes her want for revenge. she will not just throw her to the wild dogs just like that. No! she will just tell her some of the regretful remorse and hoped it touched her heart. if not she might as well condescend to kneel even prostrate and beg. she psyched herself going a head first dive thinking.

"here goes nothing."