EPISODE 37 PART A- LOVE WAHALA (II)

Amara was feeling too good while sitting on Tunde’s lap, hugging him tightly.

Tunde had forgotten everything and was lost in the closeness they shared.

For both of them, this moment was incredibly special and they were completely immersed to feel it.

But where love blooms, can an interruption be far behind?

And here, the interruption was Tunde’s phone.

Both were lost in each other when suddenly Tunde’s phone rang, breaking his focus.

The moment he realized the position he was in with Amara, he quickly moved her away.

Amara was feeling upset by his move, she made a face and shifted to sit beside him, while Tunde looked at his phone.

It was a call from Olamide.

Staring at the phone screen, Tunde thought, “Did he have to call right now? Wrong time!”

Seeing him stare at the screen like that, Amara teased, “What are you thinking? Your first wife is making noise! Either answer it or throw it away!”

“Are you talking about yourself? How can I throw you away?” Tunde replied casually, looking at her.

Hearing this, Amara gave him a light shove, pouted angrily and said, “I’m not talking about myself! I’m talking about your phone, your first wife. You’re always stuck to it!”

Tunde burst out laughing and teased her back, “What can I do? When the real wife doesn’t let me get close, this one has to do!”

Hearing this, Amara widened her eyes and stared at Tunde. She softly said, “Oh really? If that’s the case, then…”

Saying this, she moved closer to Tunde.

Tunde was surprised and started inching backward slowly.

But he lost his balance and ended up lying on the bed, with Amara falling on top of him. She brought her face close to his lips.

For Tunde, this was nothing less than a shock.

He realized Amara was heavily intoxicated and didn’t know what she was doing.

Trying to manage the situation, he stammered, “Amara… What… What are you doing? Get off me…”

Amara smiled softly and said, “You said it yourself, didn’t you? That your wife doesn’t let you come close. But look, I’m so close to you… You can do whatever you want.”

“Hey… I was just joking! You…,” Tunde tried to explain but by then, Amara was already so close to him that only a tiny gap remained between their lips.

Tunde tightly closed his eyes, blushing like a shy girl.

At that moment, Amara didn’t seem innocent to him at all. He thought to himself, “What is happening? Is this the same innocent girl who used to get scared and run away when I came close? Where did her innocence go now?”

Just then, he heard Amara’s soft, intoxicated voice, “Mr. Panla Face…”

Tunde opened his eyes slowly to see Amara looking directly at him with her big eyes. He nervously asked, “What now?”

“Can I say something? You won’t scold me, okay?” Amara asked softly.

Hearing this, Tunde’s heartbeat quickened. His mind flooded with thoughts about what Amara might want to say.

If she talk about love, what would he reply? Just the thought made him sweat.

Since Tunde didn’t respond, Amara asked again, “Hey, tell me! Can I ask? You won’t scold me, please?”

“Hmm…” Tunde could only manage to say this much.

Amara smiled, looked at his face and softly said, “I… I…am…”

Tunde felt as if his breath had stopped.

But then Amara placed her head on his chest and said, “I want something to eat. Otherwise, I’ll eat you up! You smell so tasty!”

Tunde was shocked. His eyes widened in shock. He had thought about all kinds of things but what Amara said was beyond his imagination.

Tunde couldn’t understand why he had thought she might say something about love.

After hearing this, Tunde moved her aside by her waist and leaned over her. Amara looked at him, surprised.

Tunde moved closer to her face and kissed her ear lightly, saying, “What did you say? You’ll eat me?”

Amara nodded and said, “Yes… You smell so tasty!”

This was the first time in Tunde’s life someone had complimented him like this.

He thought to himself, “What you mean by tasty? Am I some kind of food?”

“No… But I’m hungry!” Amara replied immediately.

Hearing this, Tunde thought, “What do I do with this girl? She doesn’t even care about the situation we’re in… Here I’m struggling to control my heartbeat and all she can think about is food!”

He looked at Amara’s face once more and told himself, “Alright Tunde, get her something to eat, or she might actually chew you up!”

Tunde got up and looked at his phone.

Amara didn’t like that he moved away but still sat up on the bed, again pouting and looking at him. She muttered under her breath, “This time the first wife didn’t even make noise, yet he went to her!”

Just then, Tunde said, “There’s a restaurant open nearby. I’ll order something for you. Tell me what you want to eat?”