LOVES NOT IN HER DICTIONARY

TENSION

It is high time I dealt with this issue once and for all. The more I keep on procrastinating? the more days go by , the more the days goes by? the less the chances of the success of a precious life. if I am correct? I heard him say time was of the essence in this matter, yet I don't want to come off as a lair.....ooooooh no! 'he says undertone' if she ever thought that of me? I would die. I mean, I assured her I didn't do it intentionally. which is the absolute truth!

Meaning I shouldn't be expecting anything that could be of the result of a mistake right? 'he more of a questions than answers' See why this case is way more complicated than it looks on the surface?

'do ko enya va wo na bè abaaba enè!' ↔️the issue has that of the

characteristics of yam porridge.'

It always has an innocent enticing outlook few minutes after served as if the heat within had cooled off to a reasonable consumable degree, only to end up melting your tongue and deliver great pain. This topic is dense than I had thought.

She was supposed to put right, the wrong we made together. What will she think of me now? if I should turn around go asking of an assumed pregnancy. what would she thinks about me then? I would surely come off untrustworthy.

I have been trying my best at the right diction, phrases including sentences that would express my genuiety without coming out the wrong way which has proved void. Dwelling on that too will stretch the duration of waiting. Quiet baffling! This is Jenifer I am thinking of confronting! My Jennifer which should make me be at peace. However, I am not, at all! instead I am anxious with a mix of worry too.

I simply can't afford for anything to go wrong, whiles I am not close to her to explain to her understanding. What if she refused to talk to me? what would I do then? The distance never stood as an obstacle beforehand but could likely be, now that I think about it. I would loose it!

Truth be told, a whole lot of scenarios are running up my gumption at this instant. Worst is, it is only giving me solely negative outcomes, as possible results! throwing me off balance based on what I should do! I can't hold his back any longer than I have! 'he murmurs to himself as he develops his delivery'

I will first all, call her then make her promise, not to get mad at me for what I was going to asked her in advance, before I proceed. Although it is not our scheduled communication day; this can't be delayed anymore.

' He accessed his radio radius phone, dailing her up.'

Back at Jennifer's apartment, Mansa is still combing around her room to find her handset. She howls from her friends bedroom'

"Small Madam! where did you drop your phone in this designer show room ooooh!? 'referring to her friends room as a fashion designer's closet due to her enclosure in racks upon racks of fashionable wear.

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"where did Jenn drop her phone? it is ringing without answer. She normally isn't that far from her phone, yet today? I'd have to call more than once. Unlikely of her, I should say. Due to the nature of her parents business empire, her phone seldom rings twice. Although she allowed some of her calls went to voice mail when I was with her. Never the less my call has never gone to her voicemail before! She always picks my call at the second ring even in important meetings. Is she alright? God! ' he begins to panic' who will tell me what is wrong with her now? if it should be the case! No! I shouldn't be thinking like this! Nothing is wrong with my Jennifer. I might just be over reacting. I will continue to call a few more times to see.

Anyway, this is the first time, I am reaching out to her since I came over her and that too before the usual scheduled arrangements. I think it is cool. I seriously need to exercise patience sometimes. I tend to over do it many at times where Jenn is concerned. I simply can't help it! it was supposed to and is still going to be a pleasant surprise until I drop the bomb! which would determine whether it was a pleasing or disgusting surprise. 'wearing a dejected look instantly' I just hope, I don't end up surprising myself with this nerve racking uneasiness I am feeling right now. I would have loved it, if I was calling to cheer her up and reciprocate the gesture. Here lies the case, I am only calling out of necessity! How sad? 'this is selfishness' his conscience gnaws at him in a provoked manner' Well! I hope this goes smoothly 'feeling down casted' positive or negative, then I can re- arrange the previous understanding we had. The calling will be both ways never again one sided.

'Pick- up baby! please pick-up!! Don't make me go hysterical! where are you jenn?' I am definitely going to be on my way back home sooner than I had imagined, if I don't get through to her!"

Mansa has now retrieved Jenn's cell phone successfully. After having to complete a series of task simile to that of a treasure hunt play house with obstacles; having found to the hidden treasure 'the handset'. she combed around Jennifer's extensive lavish bedroom for a while, before realizing where the phone was. it was in Jenn's designer hand bag in front of her bathroom door.

She also noticed her friends wet outfit on the bathroom floor. She wondered what happened? But she knew better to ignore than poke the bee hive. she might be in a better mood but she'd better not push her limits now.' shrugging her shoulders' She hurries to hand her friend the mobile phone.

"Here you are! my clumsy queen!" she says jovially

"thanks babes! who is it anyway? I'd rather avoid any business for now sincerely. Did you peek at the caller id? Mrs Asamoah tom peeper!" 'she sneers' it was almost ranged out the third time

"Not really, but I think it's an international call, judging from the prefix code."

"I thought you said you didn't look?" she taunts

"eeeyyyyyyeeaah! You should pick up, you don't want any crucial international calls going to your parents right now due to negligence, do you? 'she tries to escape answering the posed question'

we both know you don't want them in this enclosed space any minute with yourself, in your condition now. You will not hear the last of it! That not withstanding, I could also say your baby! ' she exclaimed excitedly' if not for the fact that you are usually the caller.' she establishes sadly' "if I didn't know any better? I'd say Mansa was jealous of me!honestly. Yes she does speak the truth most at times but I can't ignore this unnerving clench in my gut at some of her speeches. it might just be the pregnancy. ' she dismisses her internal observatory monologue whiles Mansa chatters on.'

Although it would not be a bad move for him to do it once right? This could only be, on one of those your scheduled day or time for your little lovey-dovey call dates. Just forget it, 'stressing on the "just" ' he is too insensitive to think up that. Seriously you need to pick up before it drops this time." she concludes

"is that what you really think of him? 'Jennifer inquires with an unbelievable gawk' yeah! Whatever!" 'followed' she makes a mental to squeeze Mansa's prejudiced conclusion of her man out of her later , also to give her a meritorious response. She will take anything but tagging her baby as "insensitive" was over indulging! she will not take it ... then picked the call whiles glaring daggers at Mansa.

"Hello! Jennifer Kumedzro here! .... how may I help you?" formally executed

"Hi! there hon!" came the clumsy familiar voice

"OMG!" she says sitting up straight, in a light mood instantly. Forgetting her friends distasteful drama.

"Talk of the devil! oooh! My word! I the sexy mean ...The sexy handsome angel"

'giggles' over joyed wouldn't do justice to how she felt but her extreme excitement was short lived. just as the selenicereus flower of the night- bloom cereus family of flowers, that blossom at night and dies by day. Now over shadowed by gazillion torturous questions, running rampant through her medulla, stealing away the climax of the surprise before the real reason could.

"Ooooooh No! it is old Soldier on the line! 'a Lens drop was evident in her countenance' what the hell is happening? she queried herself mentally, wide eyed in contemplation'

Did I get the dates wrong? Not possible! Everything is perfectly intact right? or I missed something? I was hoping to be able to place all the mess before we talked. So what could have compelled him to call now? Has he heard anything or does he already know? That would be sooooo bad! 'shaking her head as refusing admittance'

What is going on? what did Mansa do now? she wouldn't dare! 'nodding, assuring herself with a furious determined surface gawking at her friend critically, grinding her teeth' or could she have really told him earlier, when she went to get me the phone? Am I wrong about her? Naaaaaaaaaa! she couldn't betray me like that!

Besides it was still ringing when she brought me my handset right? Definitely not the doctor!? 'She was spaced out in critical surmise, on her own imaginative sequence of illustrations in a frustrated world of her own as well as trying torturously to hand pick a shadow culprit to blame for nothing. A self imposed turmoil of condemnation.'

I mean what is that ' hullabaloo' about patient / Doctor confidentiality again? "I am a professional and all that ha?" No way! no ... He is too ethic oriented to pull this crap. I might as well be jumping the gun. ' finally starting to descend to earth calmly in a sensible way' I need to relax! Taking deep breaths and letting out shallow ones softly, slowly in the similarity of a meditation stance.

"yeeeaah! that's right, the hell! am I going to jump ahead of the darn horse! not me! nor now! 'she portends boldly with nerves that seem moments away from break down.' I am just going to have to scale this slippery wall cautiously by playing along until he tells me why? he was the one calling this time. if only the situation wasn't air tight now? it would have been a beautiful, well received gesture." 'this impassive refreshing thought perfused through her foggy illusions, vanishing as fast as it presence. she swiftly realigned herself....

"Hello! Can you hear me babes? helloooooo!?"

"Yeeeeess! what a pleasant but shocking surprise ha! love? ' she highlights awkwardly' followed by an unending down pour of questions also inadvertently responding to a question not yet posed. Going at a hundred meters per second.'

Am I missing something? Did I miss our day? Are you alright? Did you hear something? Are you back? seriously what happened? And yes! I am good and glad to hear from, thanks." letting out all the air she held in whiles she twittered on.

The panic she feels contrasts what she had planned to do initially. Anxiety grasped a better hold of her like a guilty offender; Makin her pose dozen inquisitions at him , at a go! without taking as much as a breath. She would have wordlessly mouthed to Mansa "in your face! and stuck her tongue out, wagged it in mockery at her for her victory. If the orchestration were to be favorable.'

"Hey! Hey!! Hey!!! slow down babes! ' he coos calmly' I am without a single scratch fine! thanks for always caring about me, tho! I really appreciate it. I was rather worried about you when the dail went through severally without an answer. seeing as it was unlike you? I swear I would have been on the next available flight back! if I hadn't heard from you today. I even played out a scene of you in trouble without me there to save you! in my head. That was just by the way, How is my sunshine doing? now that you are level headed. Hold on that answer first! Did you sincerely miss me that much to want me back already? he returns derisively smirking'

" Don't you challenge me! in your dreams! Are you sure everything is kk?" pushing back in false defense. Momentarily her head was clear of her pressing worry. The effect of a perfectly built man, who can turn the most unsavory situation into a sweet experience , a boarding to the loss of one's senses.

Mansa who is now inquisitive to know who was on the other side of the line. Mouth motions. " who is it?" only to be ignored. Realising she was not going to get any response, she grumpily crosses her hands across her chest like a child denied candy and sinks more into the leaving room sofa.

" Rest easy cutie! everything is fine truly. Hope it is not a criiiiiiiiiiiiime? to return the favor by doing the vice versa of a highly appreciated favor?" he puts it teasingly

"Not at all love! this is one hell of a move you know? I wasn't simply expecting it from you tho!" still too intoxicated with the honey sweet falsehood of her current reality to be sober by her forgotten impediment; just hearing the voice of the man she adores. whiles, him on the opposite side is critically persistently putting together combinations of words/ phrase and sentence to cross examine her in a respectful way . in order not to set her off.

"Seriously baby! Are you sure, you are alright?" she repeated her query

" I am perfectly fiiiiiiiiiiinnnneee! 'he dragged.' Nothing to worry about, I just miss you! that's all. " a truthful lie he resorts to.

" why do I feel an unease in your tone love?" Jenn trying to play the psychology game on her man. "You know, you can tell me anything. I will understand trust me. we promised to tell each other the truth always riiiiiiiiggghhtt?" she emphasized as her own statement stirred the emotion of guilt within her, making her flinch and her light mood run out of boost.

"How have you been doing yourself lately baby? As In have you being feeling well?" hinting insufficiently on the touchy subject on a surface tension level. old Soldier was still finding it difficult to grasps a strategic compilation of accurate diction.

"Never better! 'She says sharply'...thanks once again!" Ensued by an observation or better yet ... more trickery!' " is it only me or is your mode of inquiry of my welfare sort of bizarre?"

It was a phone conversation and not the first time one too! They should be used to a free spring flow communication by now! which they were. Simply put their conversations should be smooth but for what they kept within without a suitable mood of relating it? Took the love birds back to square 1! The tension between these two could fry the lines!

"listen love, we really need to talk."

Guess who is going first?