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Marriage Chronicle
Season 1 Episode 3
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..ANNA..

Job hunting was one of the last things on my to-do list but staying home almost all the time was slowly starting to drive me nuts and I feared I’d start talking to the walls in no time so it was better I look for a job so that I can have something to keep me occupied.

I arrived home from my job hunting dead tired, I had had undergone more than 3 interviews and two of the companies promised to call.


Well I wasn’t going to get my hopes high cause this wasn’t the first time someone was promising to call me when in actual sense they knew they weren’t gonna call.


I sighed as I dumped my fat a-s on the couch, taking off my heels.


It was at such times that I wished I had a house help but even paying rent was a hustle so I needn’t even think of hiring a maid cause she’d just humiliate William and I when her pay day comes and we are unable to pay her.

I was hungry and yet so tired but I knew William was coming home that day so it was my duty to prepare him something to eat. I was just getting up when my phone rang. I got it from my handbag and checked who was calling.

I slid to answer. “Coreen.”

“Anna, how are you?”



I rolled my eyes. So she just called to ask how I was? Weren’t we together in town just the previous day? “Am fine..you?”

“I can’t complain. So, calling to invite you to this party that Cephas is hosting this Saturday. William’s welcome as well.”

“That’s so thoughtful of you,” I bit my lower lip. “But him and I have plans for Saturday.”

This was a lie. Truth be told, I didn’t like Cephas one bit and the speculations brewing just worsened things.



“It’s a shame,” she breathed into the phone. And then added in an undertone, “Rajesh will be there.”

Rajesh? I almost felt like screaming with excitement. My God, it had been over a month since that encounter over at Coreen’s and I hadn’t seen him since. According to Coreen, he was a very busy man.


Now I don’t know why Coreen would tell me Rajesh would be there but I suspected she knew I wanted him, in the wrong way. That cunning b---h!



“Oh..What time is this party starting?”

“19:00 hrs. At my place.”


“Willy and I have plans but we can surely make it to the party. See you there.”

“See you..”



When I informed my husband during dinner, he reluctantly agreed. “I have no plans for Saturday..a party sounds just like the best thing to make us spend more time with each other.”

“It sure does.”



Saturday came and I found myself trying on so many dresses, I just couldn’t seem to decide on what to wear.



“The only time I saw you this restless and undecided was on our engagement day,” said William who had been watching me intently. “It’s just a party, Anna.”
Of course I knew it was just a party but I needed to look splendid.


Now I know Coreen was all tall, slim and sexy but I was way beautiful than she was and had a body to die for even though I was short and a bit fat but my boobs and bums made up for that. The mere thought of Coreen’s flat a-s almost left me in stitches of laughter. But don’t you go judging me, Coreen was my best friend and I loved her in my own way, I really did.


To my husband, I said, “I know this is Cephas and Coreen’s party but I won’t go there looking like some girl from the slums.”
He wrapped his hands around my waist and handed me a dress he’d bought for me on our fifth anniversary. “Why don’t you wear this?”

“I love you so much, William Njapau!” I exclaimed, getting the dress and hurriedly slipping into it. The red dress which was short, just how I liked em, ever since I crossed paths with Rajesh(which is a weird thing to say cause I’d only met him once), enveloped my body perfectly. I put on heavy make up and was good to go, red Stilettos on my feet and a black purse in my hand.


“Shall we go?”

“D--n!” William bit the corner of his lower lip and pulled me towards him. “You’re the sexiest woman alive, Anna. And today when we come back from the party, the only thing you’ll be wearing is our wedding ring.”

I laughed. “I can’t wait.”

I really couldn’t wait cause the last time Willy and I had had sex, it hadn’t been things. Just one round and his libido shrank, leaving me yearning for more.


Forget that embarrassing night, today was going to be different, I had a hunch.


Two hours later, William and I were at the party quite already but it was dead boring.

Cephas kept on talking about the new hotel that he was planning to open in town and how many job opportunities that was going to create, blah blah blah. No wonder people said he was a Satanist, something was just not right about this guy. I could tell behind his huge smile hid ugly skeletons in the closet. And naive Coreen couldn’t seem to stop smiling stupidly beside her husband. Did I tell you she was wearing a white jumpsuit and that she had overslain me? Now you know.



“Wait till she gets fat and her baby bump starts showing,” I whispered to Willy. “She’ll be looking like a pig!” I giggled and sipped on my wine.

“I thought she was supposed to be your best friend?”

“She is.”



He shook his head. “Women, women, women! You never seize to amaze me.”

My attention shifted towards Rajesh who was casually dressed and looked super sexy. He winked at me, for the zillionth time that night.


“Did that guy just wink at you?”

“What is that supposed to mean, huh Willy? He’s winking at-” I pointed at a random girl who was seated alone at the bar, looking lonely. “that girl.”

He was about to say something when his phone rang. I couldn’t even listen to what he was saying on the phone cause Coreen chose that exact moment to pull me aside. “I hope you’re enjoying yourselves.”

A lady who doesn’t know how to wear a plastic smile should be called a man. Being the lady that I am, I put on the best plastic smile I could muster. “Enjoying ourselves? Honey, Willy and I are having the time of our lives!”

“Speaking of Willy, here he comes.”

“Babe,” he nervously said. “I gotta go.”

“Like right now?”


“Yeah.” he brushed a kiss on my lips. “Am so sorry. Lady Valerie urgently needs me.”

“Your job comes first, honey.” I feigned calm. “Go right ahead.”

“How do you do it?” Coreen asked me as soon as William was gone.

I sipped my wine. “Do what?”

Cephas summoned for her just then so she left. I’d been alone for barely a minute when Rajesh appeared at my side, a bottle of Scotch in hand. “The guy who just left..he’s your?”

“My husband.” S--t! I inwardly scolded myself. I might as well just have scared the man off! Dumb me!

He smiled. “You look great with him.”

“Thank you.”

“Follow me, after a minute,” he patted my bare thigh and left before I could say a thing.

Follow him? He could be a serial killer for all I knew.

But the adrenaline was running and I was getting excited. I grabbed my purse, glanced around the many strangers and followed Rajesh. I found myself alone with him in the guestroom. He locked the door and kissed me, aggressively. I liked the kiss.


“Turn over.”

“Excuse me?”

“Turn over, Anna.”


Oh boy did I mention how much I liked the way my name rolled off his tongue?

I turned over, giving him my a-s. He pulled my dress up, my p@anties down and I felt fresh air ooze into places which weren’t supposed to be exposed at that particular moment. Or for whom I’d exposed them.


“Protection,” my breath was coming in short. “I don’t have protection, Rajesh.”

“That’s taken care of..a man always moves with protection. A real man that is.”


Did this mean even William moved with protection? Ah, screw him!

I peered back at Rajesh and saw him slip a condom on his erect and huge penis. Gosh! My legs were now shaking and I was on the verge of pleading with him to please just enter me. And enter me he did.

“Harder! Harder! Rajesh, harder!”

And like an obedient pupil, he t----t me hard and fast.


“Say my name once again,” his one hand was pulling my weave while the other was slapping my a-s. “m0an my name, b---h!”

What did he just call me? Anyway, I didn’t bother paying attention. I just chanted his name, “Rajesh Sharma, Rajesh, Rajesh Sharma!”

I lay in my bed later that night looking at Rajesh’s business card which he had slipped into my purse after I’d hit o----m back in Coreen’s guestroom and sat on the floor, unable to move for a while.


On the back of the card, Rajesh had scribbled in cursive, ‘Call me to learn more about my skills in bed.’


Am not ashamed to admit I had plans of calling him.


Willy showed up 30 minutes later, apologized and got all touchy. I didn’t want to raise any suspicion so I let him do as he pleased and when he entered me, my mind drifted off to the wild sex Rajesh and I had had earlier that evening.



“How come you aren’t tight done their?” William asked while atop me, the missionary position was the style we usually used whenever making love.


“You expect me to answer that, really?”

“Am sorry,” he breathed and continued lazily thrusting.

I let myself replay Rajesh and my encounter and boom, I hit o----m! You should have seen how pleased Willy seemed with himself, n----r please!!!



“I love you,” he rolled off me.


“I love you too,” I almost choked on the words.

So this is how women who cheat feel? The feeling is exciting and scary at the same time..there’s always that thought of what your spouse will do once they find out and that alone gives you the urge to cheat even more.
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Marriage Chronicle

Season 1 Episode 2


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..COREEN..


My husband’s family hates me. No, let me rephrase that cause ‘hate’ is too simple a word to describe how his mother and two sisters feel about me. They loathe me, for no apparent reason.


When I asked Cephas’ elder sister why they, that’s her mother, she and Cephas’ younger sister hate me so much, Ethel just laughed in my face. “You don’t wanna know,” she rolled her eyes before pretending to be so engrossed in whatever on her stupid phone.


So when Cephas came up towards me on the dressing cabinet where I was doing my hair, wrapped his hands around my neck from behind and breathed into my hair, saying a cousin of his was coming to visit us that day, I was more shocked than surprised.


“Let me guess, this cousin of yours hates me too.”


“Baby, you know I don’t like it when you talk like this.”


“So we’ll just pretend your mother and two sisters don’t hate everything about me, right?”


“Rajesh isn’t my mother and sisters.”


“Rajesh?” I tilted my head. “That’s not a Zambian name, is it? Now you didn’t exactly tell me you have an Indian cousin.”

“He’s mixed race,” Cephas unwrapped his hands from my neck and stood beside me so that I could see him in the mirror. “Some aunt of mine had an affair with an Indian man ages ago and bore Rajesh Sharma. His dad bailed on them way before he was born but aunt was so obsessed with the d--n Indian that she named my cousin after his run away father.”

“Mmmm. So he’s coming to do what exactly?”


“He’s just visiting from India where he somehow managed to take himself..he’s loaded too so he’ll be staying over at a hotel.”

“Great. I’ll cook something.”


His phone rang and he picked up, spoke for a while and hang up. “It was Rajesh, let me go pick him up from the hotel.”

“Sure.”

He kissed me on the lips and rubbed my still flat tummy. “Take care of yourself and our little one.”

“I will.”


He hurriedly put on some Vans and scuffled out of the room. I stood before the mirror, admiring my slender and beautiful self. I was beautiful, of this I was certain. Not even that short and plump Anna could be compared to me. She was my friend, yes, and was beautiful in her own way but I was way prettier than her. And yet her in-laws adored her..mmph! I knew she was envious of my marriage as Cephas treated me like a queen and to say the truth I was envious of her because her in-laws liked her. And because she had grown up with both parents unlike me whose mother had died giving birth to, whose father was so shattered by his wife’s death that he committed suicide. I was brought up by my grandmother from Dad’s side and growing up it had been only Grandma, Gwen who was another orphan and I. Life hadn’t been easy and today am not quite in the mood to tell you about all the struggles we’d gone through.


So when I met Cephas in Lusaka where I was studying at Evelyn Hone, scholarship things, I fell head over heels for him and we got married three years later. Cephas’ Dad had been quite a rich and influential business man who’d left a fortune in his wife’s and children’s hands when he died, thus Cephas’ riches. But my husband was smart so he expanded the family business such that they now owned a fleet of buses, herds of cattle, a hotel and some stores and alas, people deemed him a Satanist.


Even Anna had once hinted on the same.
We had gone out that particular day when she and I bought take away chicken and chips plus two spa-lettas from Galitos and decided to eat inside my car.


“This that you’ve failed to conceive despite the doctors confirming both you and your husband are medically fertile,” she began, “I hope all is well.”

I opted to remain silent. I was pregnant, this I knew but hadn’t informed anyone yet. I needed to confirm first, needed a doctor to divulge the news to me.

Anna was saying, “There’s talk in town about Cephas which I really don’t like but as you’re my friend, I think you have the right to know what people are saying about your husband.”

“Really?” I took a bite from my quarter chicken. “Humour me, Anna.”

“Coreen, rumour has it that your husband is a ritualist.”


If I was upset, I didn’t let Anna know. “Let them talk. What matters he is not.”

“What makes you so certain?”

“The same thing that assures you William isn’t cheating on you.” that shut her up.

It was later that evening when I was getting ready for bed when I saw something strange. You see I was in the bathroom brushing my teeth when I saw myself in the mirror, that’s two versions of me in the mirror. One was wearing a kimono which had blood smeared all over it and the other one was original me.
Meticulously, I turned and there was no one behind me. I placed a hand on my chest and felt my heart beating frantically.



“I must be hallucinating, I really need to get some sleep.”

I turned back to the mirror and saw the kimono clad me again..this time she was approaching my back. I screamed and fell cold on the bathroom floor.

When I came to, Cephas and our doctor were hovering over me.


That’s when the doctor announced I’d fainted due to the fact that I was pregnant.

I didn’t bother telling Cephas about what I’d seen in the bathroom because I knew he wouldn’t believe me. Furthermore, why ruin the ecstatic mood he was in?


Back to my preparing for Rajesh to pay us a visit, my maid and I made several delicacies and spread them neatly on the 2,150 U.S Dollars dining table. Which is approximately K21,500
An hour later, Cephas and the handsome looking Rajesh Sharma showed up and we had lunch together, laughing and talking about nothing in particular.



“I like your wife,” Rajesh blurted to Cephas after we’d hugged each other goodbye.

My husband winked at me and then smiled at him. “Do you now?”
Rajesh smiled too. “Yeah, she’s cool.” he looked straight at me. “You’re cool, Coreen. Cephas here is one lucky b-----d to have hit such a jackpot!”

The blushing was inevitable. “Thanks.”

“You’re welcome, always.”


What a charmer, I thought as I headed towards my room. If I hadn’t been happily married nor loved Cephas the way I did, I wouldn’t mind having me some Indian lover. But I wasn’t the cheating type so..yeah.

My maid rapped on my door minutes later informing me Anna was here to see me.

“Tell her I’ll be out in a minute,” I told her.

I found Anna waiting for me in the living room where we shared a brief hug.


“I just bumped into your husband on my way out,” she awkwardly said. “he was with this Indian man..”

“Rajesh Sharma.”

“Yes, he mentioned that’s his name. Who is he?”

“My husband’s cousin.”

“Cephas mentioned that.”

“Okay,” I then told her about Rajesh’s roots. “Why are you so interested in knowing about him?”

She shrugged. “Just mere curiosity.”

But deep down I knew she wasn’t telling the truth.

When she was gone and the maid had knocked off, I decided to step into the kitchen and make supper for Cephas who was yet to come back.

I was just turning on the stove when I felt a weird vibe ooze through the entire kitchen. Almost as if someone invisible had whooshed past me. Then came the light which flipped on and off frequently, on it’s own. I began to shiver and headed towards the door which shut itself tight such that it didn’t budge when I tried to open it. To say I was frightened is the understatement of the century, I just felt like pissing in my pant! I took a few steps back in retreat when the cupboard doors began opening and closing on their own, the drawers too.


And then the light went off for about a minute and when it came back on, there was a message written on the kitchen wall, in blood.

‘AM COMING FOR YOU, B---H!’

I screamed and buried my head in my palms. I was vigorously shaking when Cephas showed up.



“What are you doing seated on the floor like that, honey?”

I tried to reply but no words came out of my
mouth cause I was s--t scared. He crouched down and hugged me. “Coreen?”

I pointed at the wall, where the message was..had been cause it was now gone.


“What’s there, huh Coreen?”

I narrated all that had just happened and guess his reaction? He laughed, lifting me and taking me to the bedroom. He carefully placed me on the bed, “You deserve some rest. I’ll make dinner.”

With that, he kissed me on my forehead and left me in the bedroom.

I knew what I had seen was real, I wasn’t hallucinating. But who would believe me if and when I decided to narrate the scary tale to them?

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“I know you, Mrs. Coreen Cephas Mwaba.”



“It’s Coreen Hachilenge, Cephas Mwaba is his own person.”





I couldn’t help laughing.
“I thought he was your husband.”



“Who just managed to knock me pregnant,”
she stifled a giggle.





To say hearing the news left me happy and envious at the same time is an understatement. Don’t you go concluding, I wasn’t barren. It’s William who didn’t want a child yet saying he had to make some money first and so he ensured I was on the pill which without his knowledge I’d stopped taking for over a week now and he hadn’t even made love to me for over two weeks, what a happy marriage.





“No,”
I gasped in disbelief. Coreen and her husband had been trying to have a child for 3 years.
“That’s the best news ever!”



“I know. That’s why I came here, to share it with you, Anna.”
she sighed and glanced around.
“I assume William is not yet back..”



“You assume right,”
I sadly smiled.
“But hey, this news calls for celebration! Why don’t we go out? Let me just get dressed.”

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He smelled of Protex when he joined me in bed from the bathroom. I wrapped my hands around his torso and kissed his lips, his neck and n-----s.





“Stop,”
William wearily said.
“Am exhausted.”



I sat up in bed, frustrated. He had come home earlier that evening and I was really longing to feel my husband inside me again. I was very married and 28 years old so I had every right to want to feel my husband’s touch. To get intimate with him.







“William, you’ve been tired for over a fortnight now. Truth be told, am starting to get tired too.”



“Baby,”
he sat up as well.
“Lady Valerie will give me a break soon, I promise I’ll make it up to you.”



“Don’t make promises you can’t keep. By the way, Coreen’s pregnant.”



“Am happy for her and her husband, that’s great news!”



“Really?”
I snorted.
“And to think that they have been married for less than 6 years, huh?”



“What is that supposed to mean, Anna?”



“Good night, Willy dear.”







I switched off the light and pretended to sleep. At least I knew I’d given him something to think about.



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Friday, which was the day after, found me at Coreen’s. Boredom was killing me back at my place so I decided to take a bus from Roma and pay Coreen a visit back in I PHI where she and her husband stayed. Cephas had lots of money, lucky Coreen so they could afford most of the things money could buy that William and I couldn’t afford.



For example, Coreen drove an expensive car. That aside, i knocked on the door and the maid ushered me into the house where I bumped into Cephas and some smartly dressed Indian man who looked kinda mixed race. His slim suit had fit him perfectly and his cologne was to die for.





“Anna,”
Cephas hugged me.
“Coreen’s in the bedroom. Am seeing my cousin out.”



Cousin.. well the cousin was gorgeous.



The gorgeous cousin shook my hand.
“Am Rajesh Sharma, nice to meet you- I didn’t quite get your name.”



“Anna.”



“Anna,”
he sheepishly uttered. I loved the way my name rolled off his tongue.





“See you,”
Cephas emphasized and they walked the door.



I looked at my palm and couldn’t believe it had come into contact with Rajesh’s. When I closed my eyes, all I could see was Rajesh and I making passionate love on some bed in an expensive hotel room.



Devilish thought for a married woman, I know but I just couldn’t help the lust which was the genesis of my downfall.

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Now am certain everyone has at least had that one lazy day where they just want to stay indoors and maybe watch a movie, snuggle up to their partner and make lazy love. The latter is exactly what I wanted but unlucky me William was at work, on Women’s day which is a public holiday.



My husband’s work was his main priority recently, it seemed. And even though the fact that he was spending less time with me was slowly eating me up, I just had to play mature and understand that my William really needed this job, he really did.



Am ranting about a job such that someone out there must be wondering what sort of job William did, right? Well he was someone’s personal assistant. A woman’s personal assistant. No, no, no! He wasn’t cheating on me with the forty something year old woman who happened to be acquainted with my father.



How do I know? I aint no stalker but I’d done some snooping.





Dad, he had never liked William since the word go. Why? Because I was my parents’ only surviving child. Mum had had 3 miscarriages before having me and she had three more consecutive miscarriages after I was born so my parents pampered me because they adored me, I was their gem.





They’d sent me to the best schools they could afford and gave me almost all I needed even though they both were just mere teachers at different schools in Mumbwa where I grew up. Now we all know teachers were under paid back then, some still are.





Anyway, it didn’t sit well with Dad when I told him I was getting married to a bus driver.







“At least find someone who’s got a decent job, sweetie,”
Dad had softly said.
“I have nothing against William but you yourself are unemployed and you want to get married to a bus driver?”



“What matters is her feelings for him, Darling,”
mum had said.



I was grateful.
“And Dad, I have a bachelor’s in business administration, I’ll look for work.”



“And that’s exactly what you’ve been doing ever since you got that bachelor’s, Anna. Have you landed any decent job yet?”



There was no point arguing with him, he’s too stubborn.





Yes, am Anna so don’t nobody go putting an ‘H’ either at the beginning or end of my name..Am simply Anna, A-N-N-A.



So I’ve been married to William for almost 6 years now and for two he’s been working for Lady Valerie who owns a music company. What do you call them music companies? I honestly never paid much attention whenever William was going on and on about it.





Today as always, he was out of town on some business errand and I was home alone, sulking while watching a terrible romance movie. Fifty shades of Grey which in my opinion should have been called Fifty shades of S--t. Excuse you, I know lots of people fancy the movie but I ain’t one of them. And the fact that Anastasia aka Ana let Christian treat her the way he did really sickened me.





Somebody knocked on my door, softly. I got up from my couch and lazily dragged my feet as I went to check who had come.





“Who is it?”



“It’s Coreen, you lazy monkey.”





A smile appeared on my face..at least someone remembered I existed. I opened the door wide and hugged my best friend, ushering her to the living room.




“You’re glowing,”
I told her as she sat.
“Spill the beans.”



I’d known Coreen for 8 years now, we’d met in college and had instantly clicked. Which hadn’t been the case with William whom I’d thought was just one rude bus driver at first when he tried to run me over with his vintage bus. Oh I had been really mad, yelled obscene stuff at him which he yelled back, telling me to f--k off and go to hell.



The next time I saw him was at a friend’s party where we recognised each other and he apologized, I forgave him and apologized too. We then became friends, lovers and boom, we were married in less than a year.




“What makes you think am glowing?”
Coreen blushed.