Tito walks into his rented apartment in a manner that suggests exhaustion, obviously from the extensive military exercise.
He knocks at the grand entrance in an absent minded way, only to realize that he was the only occupant in that particular house.
Coming back into his senses, Tito almost cursed himself for acting in an awkward manner.
Handpicking key from his left pocket, he opened the door, walked slowly and sat on a huge, protruding couch.
Still sitting, a rare thought came into his mind! A bash,
Tito, casually remembering an overnight bash that had been informed of several days back.
He then uttered in a low tone, "I must attend the bash.
Tito picked up his phone and scrolled down and finally settled on Frank, one of his childhood friends.
He stared at the contact for a few second before dialing it to call.
"Nkrrrr, Nkrrrr, Nkrrr," the phone hooted. He anxiously waited the friend to pick it up.
"Hello Frank, how was your day," he finally spoke after a while.
Tito added, " I am calling to confirm my attendance, please ensure you preserve a nice lady for me"
The call ended with words of affirmation. Tito had to quickly organize himself and leave as he was getting late for the event.
In a blink of an eye, a knock at the main door!
Tito stood perplexed for a while, series of thoughts passing through his mind.
Who would be looking for him at such particular time of the day?
Walking slowly to the main door and peeping through the door curtain, he a tall, brown lady standing there, facing the opposite side.
"She must be Sarai," he uttered amidst several clicking sounds.
Tito reluctant opened the door and in a spur of a moment, Sarai rushed and joyously hugged the boyfriend.
Tito and Sarai had been in a love relationship for over one year, and Tito was genuinely proud of her.
A tightly done hug lasted for several minutes, casually complemented with shalom mouth kisses.
But Sarai realized something was not right. Her boyfriend reacted slightly different from how she knew him.
"What is disturbing you my love," Sarai finally inquired. But Tito insisted on being fine, just exhaustion.
But deep down, Tito was troubled. He knew that his fiance being around could curtail his plan to attend the overnight bash.
Finally, they sat on the couch, facing each other. But Tito seemed to be in a deep thoughts.
Sarai had dressed in seducing attires but that didn't attract her boyfriend as before. Her black mini-skirt, white well kept crop top and an ever smiling face didn't work that particular time.
After a long while, Tito stood up and asked the girlfriend to Walk with him.
"See how my house looks, extremely dirty and and disorganized," he said amidst a deep frowning face.
"But I am not your wife," Sarai answered in a low tone.
"To add on that, see my nails, am extremely beautiful for house chores, please just call a helper to come and clear the mess," she contintinues.
Tito turned around, faking an angry mood and careful slapped his lover in a slight manner just to express masculinity.