Chapter 43

Mama stormed into the living room in which Sewa was seated with her legs sprawled on the center table. She looked heavily pregnant and her swollen face and feet was greater than normal. On her large tummy seated a big bowl of vanilla ice cream in which she had eaten over half of the container.

Nylons of chocolate and candies littered the tiled floor and the white cushions that was gradually turning to brown. She noticed mama but decided not to greet her.

"What kind of woman are you, Sewa? No matter how heavy you are, what kind of wife wakes up on a Monday morning, late at that and then sprawls herself like this eating junks in a very dirty environment. The kitchen is full of so much dirty dishes that the houseflies are beginning to turn it into an habitat for their eggs. The chairs are as dusty as anything, yet you're seated here watching TV." Mama snapped.