She's Only Loyal To Her Feelings, Not Your Sacrifices!
As he trudged along, his thoughts drifted to the new chapter of his life that awaited him.
He had spent months searching for the perfect apartment, and finally, he had found it in Lenana Estate Narok. He pictured the sleek, modern building and the spacious rooms that would soon be his.
The rumble of the engine filled the air as he climbed aboard the crowded bus, searching for an empty seat. After a long journey, Hakachoki eventually arrived at Lenana Estate Narok.
He walked toward the door; he felt a sense of excitement and nervousness bubble up inside him. This was it - his new home.
As Hakachoki unlocked the door to his apartment and stepped inside, he was met with the gleaming hardwood floors and pristine white walls he had imagined.
He set down his suitcase and took a deep breath, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him. This was the beginning of a new adventure, and Hakachoki was ready for it.
🫂 Reunited
Dumbwasha stood at the entrance of Lenana Estate Narok, waiting for Hakachoki to come out. Her heart raced with anticipation.
She had heard from a mutual friend that Hakachoki was in town and she couldn't resist the urge to see him again.
Dumbwasha glanced at her phone, wondering if Sakubimbi Mkongwe would text her to let her know he missed her. But the screen remained blank.
She took a deep breath and tried to steady her nerves. She couldn't believe she was doing this – waiting for a man who had been nothing more than a casual fling years ago.
But the thought of seeing him again after so long was too tempting to resist.
As she waited, her mind wandered back to their past encounters. The memories flooded her mind – the way Hakachoki kissed her neck, the feel of his body against hers, the sound of his voice in her ear.
Dumbwasha wondered if Hakachoki still remembered those moments as vividly as she did.
She glanced around, trying to distract herself from her thoughts. Dumbwasha noticed the tall trees lining the street, their leaves rustling in the breeze. She watched a group of children playing nearby, their laughter filling the air.
But her attention kept wandering back to Hakachoki and the possibilities that lay ahead.
What if he didn't want to see her? What if he had moved on? The thought made her stomach churn with anxiety. But she pushed the negative thoughts aside, reminding herself that she had taken a chance and come all this way to see him.
She couldn't give up now.
As she waited, her mind drifted to the future. What would happen if Hakachoki did come out? Would they pick up where they left off? Would they start something new?
The possibilities were endless, and Dumbwasha couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope. She knew she was taking a risk, but she was willing to do whatever it took to find out what could be.
As Hakachoki emerged from the gate, Dumbwasha's heart skipped a beat.
She could see the familiar smile on his face, the way he walked with confidence, and the way his hair blew in the wind. He looked just as handsome as she remembered.
Hakachoki noticed Dumbwasha standing there and his face lit up.
He hadn't seen her in years and he couldn't believe she was here in Narok. They greeted each other with a warm hug and Dumbwasha could feel the electricity between them.
“It's been so long, Dumbwasha! How have you been?”
“I've been good, Hakachoki. It's really great to see you again.”
“Yeah, it's been too long. So, do you mind if we stop by Naivas Narok first? I need to pick up a few things.”
“Sure, that's not a problem. I'm happy to walk with you, handsome!”
As they set off towards Naivas Narok, their steps fell into sync, the easy familiarity of old friends permeating the air between them.
They fell into a lively conversation, their words flowing freely as they reminisced about past experiences and shared updates on their current lives.
🤱Baby Girl
“I gave birth recently!”
“Congratulations! Is it a boy or a girl?”
Dumbwasha stands tall, shoulders back, and chest out, trying to appear confident and attractive. “It's a girl. She just turned two.”
“That's great news. Who is the father?”
“Sakubimbi Mkongwe,” Dumbwasha maintains eye contact with Hakachoki, with dilated pupils and a smile on the face. “He works with OLA Sacco.”
Sakubimbi Mkongwe was a well-respected employee at OLA Sacco, a financial institution located in the heart of Nairobi.
He had been working there for several years and had established a reputation as a hard-working and reliable employee.
Despite his professional success, Sakubimbi Mkongwe had a secret that he had been keeping from everyone.
Three years ago, Sakubimbi Mkongwe had a brief affair with Dumbwasha, a woman he had met in Rotian. The affair didn't last long, and Mkongwe had assumed that it was just a casual fling.
However, a few weeks after their last encounter, Dumbwasha revealed that she was pregnant and that the child belonged to Sakubimbi Mkongwe.
Mkongwe was shocked and unsure of what to do. He wasn't ready to be a father, and the idea of having a child with someone he barely knew was overwhelming.
Nonetheless, he knew that he couldn't ignore his responsibilities, so he agreed to support Dumbwasha throughout the pregnancy.
When Dumbwasha gave birth to a baby girl, Sakubimbi Mkongwe felt a mix of emotions. He was happy to have a child.
But he was also scared and uncertain about the future.
He knew that he needed to step up and be a responsible father, but he wasn't sure how to do that. Despite his reservations, Mkongwe knew that he had to tell his employer about the situation.
He couldn't risk the scandal of being discovered by someone else, and he wanted to be upfront about his responsibilities. Sakubimbi spoke to his manager and explained the situation, hoping for their understanding.
Mkongwe's employer was surprised by the news, but they were also sympathetic. They agreed to give Sakubimbi some time off work to deal with his personal issues and to support him in any way they could.
Sakubimbi Mkongwe was grateful for their support and knew that he could count on them to help him navigate this new chapter in his life.
🍷 Infidelity
As Sakubimbi Mkongwe approaches Club-Talek, the bass of the music thumps through the ground beneath his feet.
Neon lights flicker above him, casting shadows that dance around him. He inhales the scent of sweat and perfume in the air and feels the energy of the crowd pulsing around him.
Mkongwe adjusts his “Maasai-Shuka” and takes a deep breath before striding confidently towards the entrance, ready for a night of dancing and fun. His heart sinks as he walks in on Dumbwasha and a man who he recognizes from Dumbwasha's photos on Facebook.
The two are sitting so close that their arms are touching and they don't seem to notice Mkongwe's presence.
Atadunga Mkeo watches as Dumbwasha tilts the colorless bottle of Smirnoff Ice malt liquor to her lips, her long, slender fingers wrapped around the cool glass.
The condensation on the outside of the bottle glimmers in the dim light of the room, and Mkeo can hear the soft sound of liquid sloshing inside. Dumbwasha takes a long, deep swig, her eyes closed in pleasure as the sweet, fizzy drink slides down her throat.
Mkeo observes her mistress's expression with a mixture of fascination and unease, wondering what secrets lie behind that serene mask.
Sakubimbi Mkongwe's stomach churns as he realizes the truth - Dumbwasha is cheating with Mkeo, a married man.
He stares blankly ahead, his mind running on autopilot. His eyes glazing over as his thoughts drift aimlessly, disconnected from the present moment.
Mkongwe's breathing is slow and steady, his body seemingly going through the motions without any conscious effort. It's as if he is physically present, but mentally elsewhere, lost in a world of his own thoughts.
“I can't believe this is happening. How long has she been cheating on me? How could she do this to me? To us? We've been together for months, and I thought we were happy. I mean, I know we've had our ups and downs, but I never thought she would cheat on me. I thought we had something special.
“Do I confront her? Do I pretend like I don't know and just try to ignore it? Or do I blow up and make a scene? I don't know what to do.
“And what about our daughter? How will she react when she grows up? How will this affect her? I don't want to hurt her or make things worse for her.
“I feel so betrayed. Like everything I thought I knew about my Dumbwasha and my life has been a lie. How could she do this to me? And how could I have been so blind?
“I need to talk to someone about this. But who can I trust? I don't want to tell my friends or family and have them judge Dumbwasha or think less of her. But I can't keep this bottled up inside either.
“I just don't know what to do. My whole world has been turned upside down, and I don't know how to make sense of it all.”
👀 Another Look!
As Mkongwe gazes at Dumbwasha laughing and flirting with Atadunga Mkeo, a sharp pain pierces his chest, and a swarm of emotions flood him.
He clenches his jaw and balls his fists, resisting the urge to confront her. Instead, he turns on his heel and strides out of Club-Talek, leaving behind the thumping beat and flashing lights.
As he walks away, his mind races with thoughts of her unfaithfulness and the green-eyed monster that threatens to consume him.
Sakubimbi Mkongwe knows what he has to do - erase himself from her life entirely.
😢 Putative Father
Dumbwasha gazed upon her daughter, a beautiful child with her mother's bright eyes and her father's dimpled chin.
As she stroked the baby's soft cheek, memories of the past flooded her mind.
She thought about the nights she spent alone, wondering where Sakubimbi Mkongwe was and why he hadn't come home yet. She remembered the arguments they had over his reckless behavior and the tears she shed when she realized he wasn't going to change.
And yet, in spite of it all, she loved this child more than anything in the world, even if her father was nowhere to be found.
As she settled onto the soft cushions of the couch, she gently pulled her daughter close, feeling the weight of the little body settling onto her lap. The child's head rested against her chest, and she wrapped her arms around her daughter's small frame, relishing the warmth and closeness of the moment.
Dumbwasha nuzzled her nose against the baby's chubby cheeks and said in a high-pitched voice, “Who's Mama's widdle snuggle-bug? You are! Yes, you are! Do you want Mama to sing you a love song?”
The baby cooed and gurgled in response, and Dumbwasha began to softly sing Sauti Sol's Feel My Love song “Usiponipenda nitapendwa na nani, nitakuwa mgeni wa nani” as she continued to cuddle her little one.
💕 Things We Do For Love!
Hakachoki couldn't resist the urge to surprise Dumbwasha with an impromptu visit.
As he approached her house, his heart raced with excitement. He noticed the front door's doorknob turn easily in his palm as he approached it.
Without hesitation, Hakachoki pushed the door open and stepped inside, eager to see the look on her face.
Dumbwasha's eyes followed Hakachoki as he entered the room, his hands full of shopping bags. She rushed to his side and wrapped her arms around him, a wide smile on her face.
Her two-year-old daughter looked up at the commotion and ran over to join the embrace. From that moment on, Dumbwasha never left Hakachoki's side, always eager for his attention and affection, grateful for his kind gesture of buying things for her and her beloved child.
🥰 Affection
Hakachoki's commitment to taking care of Dumbwasha is fueled not just by love, but by the deep sense of fulfillment and happiness she brings to his life.
He wakes up every morning, preparing breakfast for Dumbwasha and her daughter. As they eat together, he listens to their stories and laughter, feeling grateful for the joy they bring into his life.
Throughout the day, Hakachoki works hard to provide for them and make their home a comfortable and safe haven.
He spends evenings playing games and reading comic books with the little girl, feeling a sense of purpose in being a positive male role model in her life.
Hakachoki understands that the best way to express his love for Dumbwasha is by being fully present in every moment they spend together.
The gentleman clears his busy schedule and puts aside all distractions to give her undivided attention. They share intimate conversations, go on romantic dates, and engage in activities they both enjoy.
Hakachoki's actions speak louder than words, and by prioritizing Dumbwasha's presence in his life, he shows her just how deeply he cares.
And the joint shopping trips; it has become somewhat of a ritual for them. Walking side by side, they make their way through the bustling aisles of Naivas Narok, their eyes scanning the neatly arranged shelves.
Dumbwasha's gaze sweeps over the shelf and catches sight of Atadunga Mkeo standing there. Without a word, she turns away and continues browsing, pretending he wasn't there.
Atadunga Mkeo leans in closer, his eyes fixed on hers, “Is there anything specific that I did or said that upset you?”
He knew that question would pique her interest.
Despite Dumbwasha's initial reluctance to engage, he persists, charming her with his wit and charisma until she finds herself unable to resist Mkeo's magnetic pull.
As she speaks, her eyes bear into Mkeo's, intense and unyielding. “Don't look for me,” she said, the words sharp and cutting.
🤮 Patterns
As Atadunga Mkeo remembered the day he walked into Naivas Narok and caught a glimpse of Dumbwasha, his eyes were immediately drawn to the videos they made at Enashipai Resort & Spa, Naivasha.
He could feel his heart quicken as he imagined standing next to Dumbwasha, the proximity almost electric. The force of his attraction to her was undeniable, a magnetic pull that he couldn't resist.
Mkeo reached for his phone and typed out a message to Dumbwasha. Despite the urge to call, he knew it would be futile, as her unanswered calls had become a pattern.
He pressed on, undeterred by her warning, driven by an unrelenting desire to be by Dumbwasha's side.
⌚ Coincidence
As Dumbwasha scrolled through her contacts, her cursor hovered over Atadunga Mkeo's name. Her heart skipped a beat as she remembered the memories they shared together.
Her smartphone buzzed and she glanced up, her eyes locking onto the notification. A smile slowly spread across her face as she read Mkeo's text.
As Dumbwasha observed Atadunga's unwavering determination in pursuing her, she couldn't help but feel a tantalizing spark of attraction. His relentless drive was like a magnetic force that drew her in, leaving Dumbwasha eager to witness more of his tenacious spirit.
Despite being in a serious relationship with Hakachoki, she couldn't bring herself to click the “block” button. Deep down, Dumbwasha knew her feelings for Atadunga Mkeo still lingered.
As she sat on the couch, staring blankly at her laptop screen, her phone buzzed with yet another message from Atadunga. Dumbwasha sighed and tried to push the thought of him out of her mind, but his persistence wore her down.
Finally, she found herself agreeing to go out to Esikar Gardens with Mkeo.
⚠️ The Flesh is Weak
As Dumbwasha stepped through the wrought iron gates, the sweet fragrance of blooming roses greeted her.
The vibrant colors of the garden danced before her eyes as she made her way down the curving path. The sound of a gentle breeze rustling the leaves of the trees and the distant chirping of birds filled her ears.
Eventually, Dumbwasha arrived at the heart of Esikar Gardens, feeling a sense of tranquility wash over her.
As she entered Atadunga Mkeo's number into her phone, her fingers tapped out a simple yet meaningful code: "AM." It was a reminder of the moments they shared and the feelings that bloomed between them.
With just two letters, Dumbwasha felt like she had captured the essence of their connection.
As they sat across from each other at the cozy unique restaurant, she couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy, her nervous fidgeting betraying her true feelings.
Despite her reservations, Dumbwasha found herself enjoying the conversation and feeling a temptation to lust that she hadn't expected.
As they pushed their plates away, savoring the last bite of their meal, Atadunga Mkeo checked the time and signaled for the bill.
They rose from their seats and stepped out of Esikar Gardens restaurant into the cool evening air. Without a word, Mkeo led the way towards his hotel room, his hand reaching for hers as they strolled down the bustling gardens.
Dumbwasha couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement in her stomach as they approached the entrance, knowing that the night was far from over.
💦 Twa! Twa! Twa!
Atadunga Mkeo leaned in and brushed his lips against her forehead, a soft gesture of affection.
“I need to get drank, first!”
“Dumbwasha! You sound evasive and---”
“If I do this sober, I won't be able to blame it on the alcohol.”
As Mkeo approaches the mini bar in his hotel room, he scans the shelves for her preferred drink, Smirnoff Ice malt liquor.
All he finds is an empty space where the bottle should have been. Atadunga Mkeo furrows his brow and looks closer, hoping to see the bottle hiding behind another one.
But it was nowhere to be found.
Disappointment settles in his chest as he realizes that the drink is likely out of stock.
“Madeira wine?”
Dumbwasha's eyes flicker down to the floor as she whispers her response, her cheeks flushing with a timid tint, “A whole bottle, please!”
She hears a satisfying pop as the cork releases from the bottle's neck. Mkeo offers a gentle smile as he hands her the freshly opened bottle, the rich aroma of the Madeira Verdelho filling the air around them.
Dumbwasha's lips part as the amber liquid flows effortlessly down her throat.
The glass bottle of Madeira Verdelho is empty in an instant, as if it had never been full at all. She exhales a satisfied sigh, the warmth of the fortified wine coursing through her veins.
Mkeo moves closer, his eyes fixated on her, trailing every move she makes, like a hyena stalking its prey in Maasai Mara.
Gently, Atadunga Mkeo lifts Dumbwasha and places her on the soft bedsheets of the bed. With “cheque signing” hands, he unfastens the tiny buttons and removes Dumbwasha's red dress, revealing her dark delicate skin.
Mkeo's heart fills with empathy as he notices Dumbwasha's discomfort, and he longs to ease her pain with a soothing massage.
Despite Steve's esteemed reputation in massage therapy, I know he can't help but feel like a novice in comparison. Atadunga Mkeo effortlessly demonstrates an intricate technique, earning nods of admiration from Dumbwasha as he massages her in her birthday suit.
Her phone on the table erupts in a sudden burst of sound, shattering the momentum of Mkeo. Without hesitation, Dumbwasha reaches for it, her hand automatically drawn to the screen displaying Hakachoki's name. It's not a conscious decision, but an ingrained habit formed from the countless times she has answered Hakachoki's calls before.
“Hello, hun! I bet you are already with your mum in Arusha?”
“Yes, babe. I'm taking her for chemo early morning.”
As she diligently converses with Hakachoki, Mkeo shifts his attention away from her conversation and towards his own objective: licking her devil's doorbell.
Dumbwasha closes her eyes and savors the pleasure as it journeys through all her sensory nerve endings. A satisfied hum escapes her lips, indicating just how giddy the lick was.
“Why are you humming?”
“Your voice turns me on, Hakachoki! I really missed hearing your voice.”
As Hakachoki listens to her response over the phone, his mind churns with doubts, “Give my little girl the phone. I want to sing a lullaby---”
“She's sleeping, and I don't want to wake her up.”
Hakachoki tucks in a lip and arches his brow. He doesn't want to give Dumbwasha any indication of the turmoil he feels inside.
“OK!” Hakachoki forces a smile, “I love you.”
“I love you too, Atadunga!”
“Who the hell is Atadunga?”
Atadunga Mkeo just pulled an “Osiany Move” on Dumbwasha. That move compels you to reveal information that you had intended to keep secret for your entire life.
Makosa imefanyika!
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