Mteja 2

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Let's rewind to 1:00 PM when she had texted:   “Souley,  go to this place in Ngara,  ask for a guy called Musyoka.  He has the samples.  Just call me when you get there,  I’ll guide you.” Simple, right?  Now it’s 2:44. I’m here. I’ve found Musyoka. He’s chewing miraa, eyeing me like I’m slowing down his evening high.   “Oyaa,  niko na samples.  Si useme venye madam alisema.  Ni hizi ama zile?” I freeze. I don’t know. I was told to wait for her instructions. I try to call her again. Mteja. I text. Double tick. No blue. I even WhatsApp call her, desperate moves, you know? Musyoka is now shifting his weight like a man about to disappear. I try calling her again, muttering under my breath,  “This woman will be the end of me.” Then the rain starts. Nairobi rain doesn’t fall, it attacks. Boda guys scatter, hawkers scramble to save their goods, and I’m there, hunched under a mabati shade, holding a phone that won't ring, wit...

Moni

Wiki ilikuwa imenitoa mbio mbaya aje, ungedhani design ya hawker na kanjo wa Jiji. Venye ililand Friday jioni, nikajua baaas, naweza pumua kidogo. Nikaingia kwa hao, nikachamgamkia ka shower pale, niskie very nice, clean and fresh.

Alafu kutayarisha kitu ya kula pale ju tumbo ilikuwa inaguruma ka lorry ya FH, ikipanda mlima ikiwa imejaa mchanga. Food ikaiva tu hivi na nikajiserve. Design storyteller wenu yuko very clean na ameng’ara, alafu yuko tayari kuchangamkia plate ya food, ogopa. Hii ndio time huwa hautaki wageni kabsaa but hii life bana, no balance, time hautaki kitu ndio inakuja full force.

Kabla hata sijauma kijiko hata moja ya food nikasikia knock kwa mlango. Najaribu kuona ka ni next door, but venye knock naisikia haiwezi kuwa kwa neiba. Najaribu kukumbuka ka niliset appointment ya playoffs yeyote leo, naona pia zii.

Nikataka kulenga kufungua kabsaa. Design najikaza kuoneshana siko, usitake jua but knocking ikakuwa persistent sana hadi imeanza kuniudhi. Najiuliza tu kimoyomoyo,

“kwani mwenye anaknock hachoki..?”

Venye niliona mwenye anaknock ame persist nikajam nikaamua wacha nifungue nipeane maneno kadhaa na ikiweza pia ngoto zitembee. 



Nafungua tu hivi mlango, narukiwa na hug ingine moto ka jua yenye hukuwa January, na Moni. Nashangaa kwani, huyu dem amebadilika kidogo akaamua kupenda rungu na kuwachia kulamba ikuwe kwa glucose tu? 

After hug, venye aliinama kutoa hizo viatu zake, ndio weeeh wild thoughts zikaanza kuflow in. Mimi si engineer lakini, venye nilikuwa nafikiria na kuvisualize venye nitamweka kwa angle gani nikimnyorosha vilivyo.

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Akanotice nikamsho

“Leo nitakukunja under the covers hadi urudi kuwa straight.”

“utanyooka sawa sawa.”

Akacheka tu, then akaingia

“Souley kunanukia vizuri huku..,”

“kwani umepika nini leo?”


Comments

  1. Na hivyo ndio food ilienda🀣🀣🀣

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  2. πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚Buda you are having sex na hii economy? Musbenais

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  3. I love your piece of art thanks na mtu afai kuwa mchoyo hivo

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  4. Lakini uoge then ndio ukule weh hiyo ni new mimi huchangamkia kwanza πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚πŸ₯°πŸ₯°

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  5. hio kiroma ulikua umeeka avocado πŸ˜‚πŸ˜‚

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  6. We Mzee uzoee kuweka stori yote😏

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  7. Wueh..sema suspense. Don't tell me the meal came to eat! Hahaha!

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  8. Wee mzee maliza story

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