Chapter 32

"Sarah if you're hungry you are free to come and eat oh." She said. There was a ghost of a smile on her face that quickly disappeared but I saw it. I saw it before it disappeared and I nodded in recognition.

I looked at Sarah to see what she would say.

Sarah had just eaten and I knew she was anything but hungry. But when her eyes met mine, and she looked at me I knew what her reply would be.

"Sure." She replied. She sat down on the bed with us and took a spoon. The three of us ate in silence, the tension dying. The Indomie was not exactly how I liked it, it was really soft and wet but I didn't mind. I ate it happily. I would have teased her about it if it were to be another day other than this, but it would be insensitive of me to tease her today. I hated insensitive people and I pray everyday not to be one.

I took the time to look at the room. It was tiled and big. It had two beds, two chairs and two tables. Two fans, a wardrobe, rack, shelf. The room was a luxury for an average Nigerian student. It would have been so pretty and comfortable if it was arranged but we all knew how the story ends.  I get Chika's frustration and Sarah's may be. Sarah had been living in America before she came down to Nigeria and hated chores.

Although they were both from the upper class unlike me, Chika was more grounded. And then it came back to the bible quote 'train up a child in the way he should grow and when he grows he won't depart from it'

"Look Chika I'm sorry for not washing the dishes. It's just you know I hate washing the dishes. And I know that that's not an excuse because I doubt if anyone really loves doing it. I don't think it's anyone's hobby. I'm sorry I had things to catch up with and I thought that maybe I would be able to wash it later. I know I've not been doing much it's just that this MBBS is consuming me and this is just for the mean time I promise to change." Sarah apologized.

Chika's head was down tracing lines on the noodles and I ate acting like what I was merely a viewer. I was a mere viewer anyway.

Let them reconcile on their own accord.

"You do this Every time. Law is consuming too, our lecturers are horrible. And It's not in the mean time you've been doing this." She paused and inhaled "But I'm sorry for shouting at you it's just that I've been bearing this for a long time and it really gets exhausting doing everything while you sit and watch like am your maid." Chika said. Tears had gathered in her eyes again.

Girls.

I think I'm the only girl that cries only when necessary. Like I said I see tears as a sign of weakness and weakness wasn't something I could afford if I was to survive being my fathers Daughter.

"I'm sorry I'll try to change." Sarah sighed.

"Group hug." I said spreading both hands so they could each hug me. We embraced each other and giggled. They Kept telling each other how sorry they were and I almost cried at such cuteness.

That's how a relationship can continue and friendship also. Let it out. Let out what's pissing you off. This is what I called, the 'talk it out theory'. Hopefully I will be able to have same with Emeka.