Mina The Side Chick Chapter 1
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👩❤️👨 Mina The Side Chick: ❣️
It’s been two days since my husband traveled to Uganda for a business trip. I decided to call him today since we hadn’t spoken for a day. I tried calling him, but the number didn’t go through. I sent him a text: “Hey Honey! How are you doing? Hope you’re eating well. How’s your health now?”
I left my phone and went to prepare the children for school. Entering their room, I took out their clothes from the wardrobe and ironed them. Later, I sat beside Emmanuella’s bed, tapped her on the waist, and called her name three times before she woke up. She looked weak and restless as she sat up in bed. Stretching her arms towards me, I lifted her. Her body felt unusually hot, even through her clothes, which worried me. Feeling her neck, I confirmed she was burning up. When I asked how she felt, she said she had a headache. I quickly got her ready for school, along with her twin brother, Emmanuel. After breakfast—which Emmanuella barely touched despite my encouragement—it was still only 6:30 AM, so I decided to take them to the hospital for some tests.
My husband still hadn’t responded to my texts, but I didn’t let it bother me. I took the kids to school immediately after the tests were done. Since they were already late, I dropped off Emmanuel first and kept Emmanuella with me because she wasn’t feeling well.
We returned to the hospital and received the test results: malaria. The doctor prescribed medication, which I picked up on our way home. By the time we returned, it was already 12:30 PM. I prepared food for Emmanuella, bathed her, and gave her the medicine. While she slept, I decided to check my phone. Among the many notifications, one from my friend Mirabel sent chills down my spine. I saw a missed call and text messages asking why I attended her cousin’s wedding without saying hi. Confused, I called her.
“Hey Mira! How are you?”
“Hey Mina, how are you doing?”
“I’m quite well, and you?”
“Very happy, my dear. But how could you come to my nephew’s wedding and not even say hi?”
“Me? No, that can’t be possible.”
“I just saw you and your husband leave my cousin’s wedding ceremony.”
“Mira, are you sure of what you’re saying? Haha, because I’m home, and my husband is in Uganda. There’s no way he’s in town.”
“I… But I saw your husband just now; he wasn’t far from sight. He was hand in hand with another woman I presumed to be you,” she said, sounding confused.
“I’m sure you must have seen someone else, Mira. My husband is on a business trip in Uganda, and I’m certainly not at any wedding ceremony,” I assured her.
“Okay then… but… I was sure I saw your husband,” she persisted.
“No, it wasn’t me or my husband.”
“Okay, if you say so.”
She hung up, and a few minutes later, she sent a picture of my husband. It was indeed him. But what was my husband doing at a wedding event I knew nothing about? Wasn’t he supposed to be in Uganda?
TO BE CONTINUED.
