Somadina's Adventures Chapter 1 Part 2

Somadina's Adventures
Chapter 1 Part 2- Double Life- A Trip to Waltadot

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Somadina rose from the bed with a yawn, her baby brother was obviously wailing but why now? Why would he interrupt her dream before she could make out anything from it. She hastened to his crib and carried him out, she knew what he wanted and was sure another back rub wouldn’t solve that, she didn’t need to be reminded they were out of pap; how didn’t she remember that when he had cried before?!
She walked to her father’s bedroom with the baby in her arms amidst her father’s complaints on his cries. She put him in his hands and walked out with the money he had given her after she requested for it.
She dashed to a store where she bought all she needed at the time being and then shuttled back home. It was obvious to her someone was following her but who had time to follow anybody and not return home at this time, except he—
She knew it was a ‘he’, male, she could possibly confront but that didn’t seem to her a good idea, she increased her pace which made her walk sloppily yet she still maintained her flouncy steps.

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After the morning prayers, Somadina had gone back to sleep, now, she was wide awake and had just successfully forced out a waking yawn. She walked out of bed to the toilet in her bathroom where she peed before walking to their sitting room. She tried turning their television ON but it didn’t light up or flicker probably because of power outage. She walked to and sat on a couch directly opposite the television with only a glass table and some space between the two. She lay on the couch, trying to think up what to do to pass time; two weeks that were probably going to be a lot longer than she had thought. She stood up and hurried to her brother’s crib, at least playing with him would be better than this, she thought, but he wasn’t there; her mother must have taken him to work.
She sighed as she walked to her room but on getting to the door she stopped. Her father probably had left her phone at home— she hoped and believed he did, releasing an unsettling smile as she walked to his room, a smile that soon vanished as soon as she tried opening the door; it was locked, and she knew, was sure the key was nowhere near home.
She heaved out another sigh as she strolled back to her room, she pushed the door open and got to her bed where she sat down, perhaps she could find something to do, she thought, rising to her feet only to return to the bed with a thud followed by a bounce, she lay down whilst beginning to hum a few songs she was hoping there was a way she could listen to.
Soon, only a single thought remained in her mind; the thought of Obinna, he could be having the time of his life now, chatting away with friends and family either offline or online, or probably thinking of her as well.
She returned to her bed which she had left a few minutes earlier today with a towel wrapped around her after a long wash which she had done in preparation for what she was soon to apply on it. She closed her eyes to conceptualize the mixture of creams she would use on her hair and the height she expected it to reach. A few moments later, she was being disturbed by a surprise yawn which refused to be emitted; surprise because she didn’t believe it had been caused by anything. Her attempt at finding its cause was soon cut off by a sudden sleep which she was soon engulfed in.
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Somadina looked around and wondered why the sound from the crying baby stopped, she could lie there and ask why but the cloth she’d wear wouldn’t be found by itself. She got up to choose from the heap on the ground a special cloth to wear; she believed tonight would end up being a special night, she smiled as soon as a thought crossed her mind, obviously, Joe was in it. It felt as though she had known him since she was born, but that to her in a logical thinking was since she entered this world of hers’.
‘He’s here!’ she gasped as soon as she heard a knock on their door, the sun had almostgone behind the horizon now and the noise from their destination could reach her home loud and lucid. She hurriedly dressed up in a flower dotted red gown she felt was suitable for the occasion and then rushed down to the door, but Joe wasn’t there. She stood there waiting for him, hoping he hadn’t changed his mind.
Soon he was arrived, as majestically as he could he walked, with Somadina’s eyes following his every move, she was practically drooling over him but was quick to stop herself, she couldn’t allow him see that, he would get more arrogant than he already was. She remembered their silence wars earlier and put on a grimace on her face. He grinned immediately he saw her cute disgusted look, he walked to her and snatched her hand from her side, she tried releasing herself but his grip was far too strong; at least it, to her it was too strong.
‘Are you mad at me?’ Joe asked, amplifying the bass in his voice, she acknowledged the slight change with a quick amused glare before turning away, but then there was nothing to look, only the towering wheat and maize crops were beside them, waving at them as they walked along the narrow path between. She sighed after watching them wave with the wind, and then looked back at him, only to catch him gawking at her.
‘Yes I am,’ she yelled, hoping it’d stop him from goading her with his attempt at crushing her fingers, ‘why shouldn’t I be?’ She stole away her hand a split second later, panning forward as soon as he tried to get back her arm.
He watched her for a few seconds before walking faster to meet up with her, when he did reach her, she glanced at him and saw him grinning, she sighed and looked away; whatever was amusing him didn’t really concern her.
‘You shouldn’t be smiling!’
‘Why shouldn’t I be? At least you talked to me today, the last time you began your stupid games it took me a week to get you talking again, you don’t think I enjoyed, do you?’
‘You didn’t enjoy it?’ she asked with a smirk, she took a left turn as soon as they left the wall of wheat behind, he soon came back to her side, watching her gaze from their desert-like surrounding to the farm on their left.
‘I did enjoy it,’ he mumbled, stopping a hackney carriage that was about to drive past them, her face brightened up on seeing the carriage; she had never seen one before, but then the body she was in must have seen it multiple times. They both got in and sat opposite each other with Somadina looking out the round window on the door of the carriage, ‘at least Sanita was there to keep me company!’
‘Sanita Muctoff?!’
‘Is there any other one?’
‘I thought Hozios was her fella?’
‘He was, but she recently became desperate to find—.’
‘And you were the only one she could find?’
‘Don’t act like you care, you left me all alone, what was I supposed to do?’
‘Stay away from her?’
He smiled.
He got down from the carriage after it came to a halt. With Somadina beside him he walked towards the entrance of a fete.
Somadina made for a sour cream stand whilst wondering how it got to this age; she was sure had dream got that wrong. Joe had known she’d eventually want to get a sour cream but hadn’t known one would be so close, she picked up a straw-berry flavored one and watched him pay whilst gulping down the cream. They both continued their stroll down the confines of the fete until a crowd came rushing towards them, Somadina lost her grip on Joe’s fingers; she hadn’t even known she was holding onto him, there wasn’t time to think back to when she had held him or curse her slippery fingers because she was soon lost in the crowd.
She began her search for Joe a few seconds after the stampede had stopped; a guitarist’s entry into the fair had caused the disorder and a puzzled Somadina now had to suffer the consequences. Without Joe by her side she didn’t know where she was or what was what in the fair.
She soon caught sight of him standing with someone and she was positive she knew who it was, she was sure she despised the person and a little voice in her made sure her anger was well placed by telling her it was Sanita; Sanita Muctoff with her blond hair shimmering under the gloaming rays of the sun, she could now see why she hated her: she was perfect. Her smiling lips were perfectly coated with enough red pigment to make a rose flower jealous and her skin endowed with an exotic brown that gave her the charm to steal any man away and now Joe was falling for it, for her stupid charm, but Sanita’s pretty face was enough to do just that without her charm.
She tried getting to them but was stopped by a brief grip and a grin from a light-haired boy, a feature that was quite common in the fete, she was sure she knew the boy, he was Kiylrk but where she got to know him was still lost somewhere in her thoughts.
‘Will you be at the ranch tomorrow?’ he asked, brushing his hair with his fingers. She nodded at him and watched a bemused smile cloud over his face, ‘then we’ll continue from where we stopped’. That was all he had to say, all he had to say to a confused Somadina before leaving; she didn’t know anything about any ranch! She glanced at the spot she had seen Joe but he wasn’t there, no one was, not even Sanita who seemed too pampered and lazy to know how to walk.
Thinking back on what she had told Kiylrk, she knew there was no way she was to meet him tomorrow, she felt she had someplace to be, but a clouded mind and a worried soul couldn’t let her figure it out; worried soul because she had no means of getting back home— no means of payment really, she knew Joe had forgotten her. She should have just told Kiylrk the truth, he’d be devastated if he doesn’t see her tomorrow—she was quite sure of that—but the reason for his devastation was still a mystery to her. She was about to begin a search for Joe when a young girl got to her and informed her of the need for her at home; her parents had requested her presence.
She left the fete’s premises and flagged down a hackney carriage, she didn’t have a means of payment, she hadn’t come to the fair with a penny, she had depended too much on Joe’s benevolence and he had let her down, now she had to depend on getting home and making her parents pay for her ride, but then a bulging waist pack on the ground made her pull its content out, hoping to find at least a few pence. She did find some, and with it she intended on paying the carriage’s driver.
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Somadina fell from her bed with her mouth involuntarily twitching, she opened her eyes slowly after absorbing the full force of her fall. She gazed around the room and sighed, she was back at home: her real home. She now knew why she had gotten the surprise yawn; her second-life masked its take-over with sleep—that means it had to make her sleep to take her away from reality; all her sleeps had been fake. She should have known, she only got more tired after every one of it, more of such sleeps were probably around the corner, but if they wouldn’t come on their own, she was sure to force them in.
She stood up and walked to the sitting room where she met an operational television, she smiled sheepishly to herself before grabbing the remote from the table, she pressed a button but that didn’t cause any change in the television, she slapped the remote and repeated her former action but again nothing changed, then she ejected the battery and shoved it back in, pushing it back cover in, she pressed the button again, this time it worked, she grinned to herself and lay on a couch; she was going to enjoy this holiday!