In the morning, the heavens opened and it began to rain. Bella grabbed her umbrella to get to school, as she walked out of the hostel the first
Dressed in Zimbabwean regalia, Amah sat on a sofa blocking the entrance to the room. Her costumier had come earlier that day for home service. She had her pedicure done by her pedicurist same day.
Looking at her, she was true definition of a Jezebel.
She crossed her legs feeling posh, sophisticated and pouting. Her lips painted with red paint 'lipstick' and her eyes drawn the map of Africa with black paint 'eye pencil'; green eye shadow and very long eyelashes to compliment her look. It didn't stop there, she fixed green
coloured artificial eyeballs and her face she embalmed with consealer like that of a corpse in a casket
ready to be buried.
Her jewellery- she wore very big rounded ear rings and long necklace resembling a goat that would soon be taken to the market. She also wore a bracelet on her wrist and anklet. She already had fullstop ear ring on her nose. A glance at her, one could easily identify her as a mermaid.
Immediately Michael walked into the compound he beheld Amah who never seemed to acknowledge his presence. His gaze roamed over her.
"She is simply a masquerade in disguise..." he said in whisper and paused. " i wonder!" he later murmured. "very lazy that she couldn't put back her make up Kit to its right position after use other than to cross her legs on it. I am sorry for my brother," he thought and nodded his head in disapproval.
The problem was not that she was psychedelic but she was lazybones, did not have manner of etiquette and lacked the supposed qualities of a good wife.
"Hey! Can't you greet? Didn't your mother teach you how to respect your elders?" she cried out once. "since he doesn't recognize me as his sister-inlaw i will crush him," she thought silently and gritted her teeth.
Johnbull woke up the next day went to the bathroom. He was about taking a soap from the soapbox before his hand felt a strange object. "what could this capsule be doing in the soapbox?" he asked wondrously. He took a critical look at it, "pregnancy pills, for flushing unwanted pregnancy" , it read. "boldly written! what for?" he tore out his heart.
Without delay he dropped it at Amah's face. It really shocked her. "How did he see this?" she thought confusingly, looking so tearful because it was a bad omen. She began to confess to Johnbull.
"I am afraid of becoming pregnant. I am scared of loosing my flat tummy to motherhood. Besides, i wouldn't want a baby that will suck dry my breast milk lest my breast fall like an old woman," she breathed in and continued. Though, i was actually planning on how to give you a baby in the next two years, by then it should be our wedding 10th anniversary cerebration," Amah said with much alacrity and boldness.
" Bravo my darling wife! You have a nice idea. In fact, you are the wisest," he clapped his hands to credit her.
The next was throwing all her belongings out from his house.
Moral lesson:
It is good for our ladies to dress decent and be natural for once. We should learn how to appreciate the way God created us...
Looking at her, she was true definition of a Jezebel.
She crossed her legs feeling posh, sophisticated and pouting. Her lips painted with red paint 'lipstick' and her eyes drawn the map of Africa with black paint 'eye pencil'; green eye shadow and very long eyelashes to compliment her look. It didn't stop there, she fixed green
coloured artificial eyeballs and her face she embalmed with consealer like that of a corpse in a casket
ready to be buried.
Her jewellery- she wore very big rounded ear rings and long necklace resembling a goat that would soon be taken to the market. She also wore a bracelet on her wrist and anklet. She already had fullstop ear ring on her nose. A glance at her, one could easily identify her as a mermaid.
Immediately Michael walked into the compound he beheld Amah who never seemed to acknowledge his presence. His gaze roamed over her.
"She is simply a masquerade in disguise..." he said in whisper and paused. " i wonder!" he later murmured. "very lazy that she couldn't put back her make up Kit to its right position after use other than to cross her legs on it. I am sorry for my brother," he thought and nodded his head in disapproval.
The problem was not that she was psychedelic but she was lazybones, did not have manner of etiquette and lacked the supposed qualities of a good wife.
"Hey! Can't you greet? Didn't your mother teach you how to respect your elders?" she cried out once. "since he doesn't recognize me as his sister-inlaw i will crush him," she thought silently and gritted her teeth.
Johnbull woke up the next day went to the bathroom. He was about taking a soap from the soapbox before his hand felt a strange object. "what could this capsule be doing in the soapbox?" he asked wondrously. He took a critical look at it, "pregnancy pills, for flushing unwanted pregnancy" , it read. "boldly written! what for?" he tore out his heart.
Without delay he dropped it at Amah's face. It really shocked her. "How did he see this?" she thought confusingly, looking so tearful because it was a bad omen. She began to confess to Johnbull.
"I am afraid of becoming pregnant. I am scared of loosing my flat tummy to motherhood. Besides, i wouldn't want a baby that will suck dry my breast milk lest my breast fall like an old woman," she breathed in and continued. Though, i was actually planning on how to give you a baby in the next two years, by then it should be our wedding 10th anniversary cerebration," Amah said with much alacrity and boldness.
" Bravo my darling wife! You have a nice idea. In fact, you are the wisest," he clapped his hands to credit her.
The next was throwing all her belongings out from his house.
Moral lesson:
It is good for our ladies to dress decent and be natural for once. We should learn how to appreciate the way God created us...
Keep it coming, nice work.
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