Before I plead guilty, I want to tell you a little bit about myself. I'm a student in one of the Universities in Kenya doing a course that I think I better keep it to myself. My course does not take much of my time so I always stay in my hostel watching movies. At the time it happened I was 19years old, a first year student in a University. I am not much in appearance; I am average with 5 feet with a medium build body.
This story happened on Thursday at the time I was in relationship with my ex-girlfriend Nelly. That day I was in my hostel watching Game of Throne since I didn't have any lecture when my phone rang. I was so delighted to see who was calling so I received the call.
"Are you in school today?" Ezeta asked.
"No. I have no classes today," I replied.
Ezeta was my paternal cousin. She was 5'1 tall with a wavy hair to her back, long legs that were so beautiful and if I am not mistaken she had a 38DD breasts. She really had a beautiful face that could make any man to turn around. I guess, I could say I have always unknowingly loved her since I was 15 years old.
"Can you come to my place today?" She asked.
"At your place! Is Dan sick?" I asked her.
"Dan is okay. Is just that I need somebody to talk to."
Dan was her 4 years old son. She had given birth to Dan when she was still in marriage but due to her husband's abuses they had divorced 3 years ago. Now she was a single mother living in the Ghetto of Nairobi and working as a secretary in one of the companies in the same ghetto.
"What is it? We can just talk through the phone
ama
?" I told her.
"No please. Promise me that you will come over so that I may pick you at the Naivas Supermarket at around six o'clock in the evening. We will talk more at my house," she finally said.
"Fine then," I replied.
I arrived to the Naivas supermarket at exactly five minutes to 6.00pm and then I decided to call her on her phone. The call didn't go through. I figured maybe her phone was out of power so I decided to wait. At 7.00 pm I decided to try and call her again, still it was
mteja
! I was so tired of waiting and for that reason I decided to leave.
As I turned to leave I saw her. She looked dressed to go out and was looking all pleased as if she was going out on a date. I was about to complain a little when she smiled and light came to her eyes.
"Evans!" She called out. "My apologies for not coming on time to pick you, I had an issue with my supervisor at work that's why I had to come late."
"I understand, I am very pleased to see you again cousin," I told her.
She went on explaining how the supervisor from her job tried to make her work late so he may have private moment with her. She decided to leave the instant he started talking about having a relationship with her.
"It has been three years since you divorced your husband. It is about time you have someone who will make you happy," I told her.
"When I am with you, I feel contented," she joked.
"Too bad I am your cousin," I teased back.
At 7.20pm we arrived to her house. Walking in, I visualized the layout of her room. It was small room which was very neat with everything in place in the compact space around her double bed. The utensils were neatly arranged to one of the corners of the house. Beside the utensils there were two cooking stoves.
"Where is Dan?" I asked her.
"Today he is going to have a night over with Emily's children, "she said. Emily was her older sister.
We had started talking about things when we had a knock at the door. Ezeta answered it and I could hear a male voice in a conversation with her.
Ezeta came back with a bottle of wine, she was looking very attractive and the way her breast were moving on their own suggested a very light duty bra or none at all.
"What is that bottle for?" I asked.
"It is a bottle of wine. Something I love to take before I go to sleep."
"I must admit Ezeta I don't know what you are really going through. I guess maybe I am a bit shocked seeing you with a bottle of wine. To be honest, I didn't know you were depressed about things to a point you have started drinking. I mean, from the day you divorced your husband, I thought of you as happy no matter what."
"Amuge wants to take Dan away from me," she said.
"We know that isn't going to happen, you are his mother..."
"Amuge is his father too. Now he is so rich and he can do anything," she interrupted.
"To the matters of marriage and having child custody I am no good. Go talk to my mom, she is good at it."
She smiled, a little sadly and said," I don't feel if I can bare Amuge from taking Dan. I have struggle with him without his help and now he wants to take him. Sometimes I feel like a loner. I missed a couple of years of my life trying to give my child a better life and now he wants him. I wish I could go back and fix this sometimes."