Flaws, Warts and All

Mom's car horns kept honking non-stop at the gate, getting me agitated and rather upset at what could make her horn like that as though she was pursued by thieves, I walked briskly towards the window, pulling the curtain apart to see where Garuba could be that he hasn't opened the gate already.

Just at that moment, Garuba jumped out of his cubicle room and ran towards  the gate to open it, I hissed loudly, dropping the curtain and going back to sit on the sofa. Mom's car zoomed to a halt in the compound and I stood up again to meet her halfway into the house,

 "Welcome Mom",

I greeted, she nodded in acknowledgment and dropped her bag into my hands to carry inside, I looked at her, quite puzzled at her mood. I walked up to her and solemnly asked her what happened, she scoffed and started as Hamz,QT and Karl walked in at that moment to hear all she was about to say,

"Can you believe my ungrateful sisters, I went to see them and gave them money for their feeding et al and do you know what they said? That the money isn't enough and that I should dole out more money...can you believe that? These bitches never understand that money is tight for everyone plus do they think am packing money where I work? Do they think I have things easy for me or have no use for money or no responsibilities of my own...?"

Mom raked as we all looked at each other in utter shock, she used the word bitch, Mom is truly livid right now, she continued


 "...It's not like it is binding on me to help them, am only trying to be used by God to contribute the best I can to help them but they are such ingrates, they never appreciate the little I do, Hubaida's kids flagrantly disrespect me, including Hubaida, not to mention Nina, am way over my neck fed up with them, she told me never ever to bother about them and that they would source their own means of living and that's just so fine with me, maybe when they hustle real hard in this gutter-fight, dog eat dog world we are in, they would realise the lot I've been doing for them and putting up with, mtseeeeew",

She hissed aloud! We all took turns sighing as I tried to calm her down,

"Calm down Mom, it's just a terrible flaw that they have...they are so petty...such...such... women",

 QT countered me, saying he supports Mom's decision to cut them off,

 " They are such annoying ingrates, since Hubaida said it with her own mouth that you should keep your money and never bother bailing them out all the time, then fine, that's exactly what you should do, it's not like we are swimming in cash anyway and we can put to good use the money ordinarily meant for them, what arrant nonsense? What sort of stupid flaws is that? That's simply being dumb, ungrateful and wicked"

He raked, Hamz nodded firmly in agreement and we all dispersed. Later that evening, Hamz and I decided to go have our haircut, so we strolled there together, engaging in a bit of banter on the way. On getting there, the barber gave Hamz his haircut first, afterwards it was my turn, I noticed Hamz was looking at me funny as the barber snipped at my hair away, tilting his head to the side with his mouth pouted in a sulky manner, I shrugged, assuming he was just being naughty or playful. Afterwards I screamed when I noticed some little bumps on my head, looking so ugly and hard to the touch, I'd been feeling them for a while but just assumed they would go away, the guy gave me some basic hair treatment and told me to see a doctor, Hamz and I left the shop, on our way back, Hamz nodded mischievously, telling me I was insane, I looked swiftly at him in utter shock, looking defiantly back at me, Hamz pointed back towards the barber shop, seething, he spit,

"That fucking barber is a fucking homosexual...he was brushing his erect phallus carelessly against your shoulders as he went around you barbing your hair and tenderly stroking your face and looking into your eyes while shaving your beard..Maj...damn! Why didn't you speak up and tell him to stop it",

 I stood transfixed in utter shock dashed with amusement, after a few seconds of being immobile,I bursted out laughing, waving Hamz aside and assuring him he was very wrong,

 "I felt nothing and if indeed he was rubbing his dick against my shoulders, I can't say anything, I mean, don't all guys experience that at some point in their lives with a barber and how else would he shave my beard if he doesn't touch and stroke my face? I didn't notice nor feel anything, Stop being paranoid, sheesh!"

Hamz looked me all over and said he knows guys love to take advantage of the fact that I looked pretty and might want to patronize me, I cut him shut at that, cutting in rudely ,

"..Oh shut up brother, stop being silly, besides if he were gay and he's into me, I would be flattered, it's not easy to be cute such that both sexes want a piece of you and whatever happened to us being a liberal family who doesn't condemn whatever sexuality?"

I fired back, he gave me the side eye and said he hated pedophilia, I laughed and slapped him at the back of his head,

 "I should be worried about these stuff on my head, not some barber who was just doing his job and even if he has a crush, I mean I couldn't be bothered",

 Hamz smiled, saying he couldn't blame me,

"I've seen you go through the different phases of coming to terms with guys coming at you as one would go through the phases of coming to terms with the loss of a loved one...from denial to anger right up to acceptance...I guess you've accepted this would never stop, I quite agree with you though, it can be quite flattering to be hit on by both sexes,",

With my face squeezed in irritation,I simply replied saying "Touche!".

We got home then I showed Mom the stuff on my head and she suggested I see a doctor neighbor in our estate and I went there right away to get his opinion, he said they looked like warts, I screamed,

 "WARTS?",

He said I need not fret as it is a common one and asked if I had a broken scalp at some time, I sat back trying to recall and only mentioned a time I applied relaxer to my hair and forgot I had it on while watching a movie and only remembered when I perceived my hair burning and quickly went to wash it off but left my scalp looking scalded, the doctor said I might not have treated it well and as a result, the broken scalp might have come in contact with an infected clipper, I wanted to die, I asked him what am to do, he asked me to seek a better medical advice from a skin specialist but wrote a cream I could use on it, I thanked him and left. I got the cream and started applying and a few days later, started seeing improvement. 

Meanwhile, Karl had been moaning about not getting laid in a while and wanted to feel "loved" on val, this gets the boys giddy at the thought of sowing their wild oats on the impending valentine's day with some beautiful daughters of eve!

Is a surprise in the offing?

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