Don't Push Me To Have Affairs

"If you cannot divorce her, get a girl impregnated and marry."

Princess Kate told King Edward and left.

She was the eldest of the three children of late King Anderson, in her late fifties.

Queen Salome walked into the parlor.

In contrast to the sad mood of King Edward, she was feeling honey, so much honey, that she encircled him in her arms and wetted him with kisses.

She had because of biological reason, stayed away in her apartment for three days without coming to his apartment.

She threw him a curious look feeling her kisses were wasted as he was not jazzed up and queried him "Would you sex me with the blood?" She lifted her skirt and dropped it back as fast as possible.

She had told him she was seeing her menses.

King Edward had taken in a long breath, heaviness in his heart

"What is it?" She now sat down, insisted to know what's bothering him.

King Edward knew whom he married-- a fire girl, so capricious a human.

He promised her he will treat her like an Angel before she accepted to marry him despite her mom's support.

But Princess Kate had never been in support of the marriage, citing the age difference.

She was 22-years old then, and now she is 25 and he is 55.

Princess Kate's grouse was that younger wives of her age dominate their husbands and she, dominating him, would impugn on her authority in late King Anderson's household.

She stands in loco parentis and does not need permission to monitor what happens in their parents' household.

Imagine. King Edward in his late fifties without an heir is still loving like a boyoyo!

No! Queen Salome will go, if possible.

With their dog and cat relationship,should Queen Salome, get wind that it was Princess Kate who told King Edward what he want to tell her, Hell would be let loose.

But does it matter?

A man has to lock his heart and his ears and do what his people told him in a childless marriage.

"Tell her to give us a child, an heir to the throne or marry a new wife. Period!"

"Before the birthday," Princess Kate had added.

That was last month, what they told King Edward before Princess Kate came to say it again this morning in another dimension.

" My sister said we have no heir and my cabinet is worried." King Edward let the cat out of the bag.

"Does your sister have to tell us our need?" Queen Salome asked him" Your sister is your eyes, your sister is your mouth, everything your sister. In fact, you need a punch in the face!" she washed King with acidic words.

King Edward swallowed what she said and was ready to swallow it again and again because a man who had decided to marry a new wife does not mind the whining of the old wife .

" This is not about Princess. My cabinet is desirous for an heir." King Edward, emboldened, pointed out, pushing an agenda.

She sprang from the sofa as fire girl and pulled him, pulled him...

King was as heavy as a metal box in the sofa.

" You must impregnate me today! " She thumped, fumed, kicked off her stilettos.

The first day they married, she told him the kind of man she wanted. The man must be ready to fight, fight and settle, that she was not a pretender. Without fighting and settling, love cannot be tested.

Therefore dragging a King was not an eyesore. After all, a man who

wants a child must have sex with his wife whenever and wherever.

"Useless People" She muttered as she came back to her apartment "The first queen was here for eighteen good years with only a daughter and they didn't read riot act for her."

She twirled in front of the mirror of her vanity table , ready to go out. Where? To the clinic.

Dr Mirabel brought the result of her test to her in her office where she was waiting.

"Your Highness. There is nothing wrong on your side." she announced to her and stopped short of going further because of the parties involved. The royal family.

She threw the result into her drawer. It was not comforting.

If she packs away now and end the marriage, the test will not prove anything to them, they will still say, she was infertile and for that reason she left.

Only pregnancy and child_If she could be pregnant and give birth now, she could go tomorrow, nothing to debar her.

She called her mom," Princess Kate is engineering the so-called cabinet to force King to marry a new wife."

She wept on the phone, blaming her mom.

"You said you have done a test?"

"Yes. Mom." she answered her.

" Has he done any? " her mom asked,referring to her husband.

Hearing King Edward had not done any test, and they wanted to marry another wife, her mom, deaconess Mary said, " Give me time!"

"Time to do what, mom? I told you I didn't want to marry him."

" I said, give me time!" her mom shouted, warning her" No divorce, okay? "

Deaconess Mary, of the Machiavellian school of thought is not denying the role she played in the marriage, though, she never told her, but she knows how to skin a foolish man and his people.

How and when would Queen Salome prove that she is fertile? What would her mother do?

Time is short. Soon, King's birthday will come and pressure will mount on him.

Queen Salome gingerly went to see.

Madam Put Eyes said she saw a reflection of a female head through her window. The head moved behind King's sitting room's curtains.

"Who could that be? Hasn't Princess gone?" she asked and went gingerly down to see.

At the door of the parlor, she yelled, rolling down the flight of steps.

King Edward jammed the door back.

Madam Put Eyes had waited to rush in so that King Edward would not see her.

Seeing King through the window shutting the glass and curtain, she hurried to see what exactly happened, the extent, not that she did not know King had injured her.

She saw Queen Salome trying to get up from the last step of the staircase, and rushed in.

Both limped, limped, out of the King's apartment block to hers, her arm crossing Queen Salome's lower back, Queen Salome's left hand curving her neck.

Because of her lower height, Queen Salome matched the leg with a broken ankle on the ground to assist her.

It was a long match of limping and avoiding King's eyes.

The overgrowing flowers sheltered them. It was good they limped within the camouflaging of the flowers.

If King sees Madam Put Eyes, she could be termed an informant to Queen Salome.

"Doctor. We're to call him!" she muttered to Queen Salome and she dialed the number Queen Salome gave to her on limping into the apartment.

Before the doctor's arrival, she questioned "What happened?", bewildered.

"King pushed the door against me," Queen Salome said in pain.

" What has come over King? Did you see anything?" asked Madam Put Eyes.

"I have not got in before he pushed me ," said Queen Salome

"That means he was with somebody! " Madam Put Eyes said it all.

"That can't happen! In my matrimonial home? " Queen Salome rejected that vehemently , despite her pain.

The bell rang ding dong, signaling the arrival of Dr Luke.

Dr Luke bandaged the ankle after treatment and left an ointment for her for routine application

"Doctor has done his own, now it's my turn." Madam Put Eyes said, applying pressure on the ankle in her hand.

A Chilologian. Her name 'Putiez' sounded like 'Put Eyes'

They spell and pronounce it as Put Eyes.

She cut from the ointment again and continued massaging the periphery of the wound with it. "Please, my daughter. You can leave them to do whatever they want."

" Mommy, it cannot happen before my eyes"

"You cannot because of them die," she advised Queen Salome.

Queen Salome called her Mom, deaconess Mary.

"You can't run away from your husband, " she told her. "Give me time." she repeated.

Two days later, a call.

"Yes, who is this?" Queen Salome asked the caller.

"Salome, Salome! " the caller sounded excited in the way he mentioned the name: Salome! Salome!

"Yes, who are you? " Queen Salome frowned.

"Salome. I am sorry." the voice was a baritone.

Salome could not believe it. Cliff!

"Who gave you my number?."

"It's not about who gave me your number. Please forgive me, this is the will of God."

"What is the will of God? You are mad! "She cut the line.

Who was the guy (Cliff) that she vomited her anger on?

Her ex on the Campus. Not just her ex on the Campus. Technically, they were husband and wife. Their parents knew about their relationship but Cliff's mother, according to the reason Cliff gave for disappointing her, did not want the marriage.

Cliff said she found a girl for him.

And that was five years ago in their third year of law degree.

In the evening, the call came again ringing like a creditor's call and she picked it up and washed the caller with expletives more than before.

"Salome. Please, listen to me." pleaded Cliff, telling her he was on his knees.

"Okay. What are you calling me for?" Queen Salome left her makeup things on the vanity table to hear him.

"Wait. Wait." She stopped him "Who gave you my number? " she asked, first and foremost.

"Your mom. You knew she hated me before?"

"Oh! Did she hate you? Was she wrong? "

"I'm sorry."

"Then what happened? Why are you calling?"

"We met yesterday, I told her to forgive me and she gave me your number so that she would talk to you. "

"Talk to me about what? "

"Please, I am sorry."

"Cliff. Don't annoy me! "

Queen Salome dialed her mom's number with a high amount of vexation.

"Mom. Where did you see Cliff? " she queried her.

"What happened?" Deaconess Mary barked back.

"Mom, I said, where did you see him and what did you tell him that he's telling me nonsense? "

"What is nonsense? Listen, " she wanted to wake her brain up " If I bring the fowl I knew to come and mate with my hen, it's no bad."

"Mom. What do you mean by this analogy? What did you tell him? "

Her Mom was not forthcoming.

Queen Salome scattered her cosmetics on the vanity table and threw herself on the bed, beating the pillows.

"What kind of mother is this? What did she tell him? She ran out of the bed, pulling the bed sheet, pulling it, pulling it.

Abandoned it, stamped feet multiple times on the floor, and,

not satisfied, called Cliff. " Excuse me. What did my mother tell you?"

Cliff was still in begging mode.

She began from the past. " "Cliff for five years... !"

"Am sorry. " Cliff begged.

"You are sorry? What of your wife? "

"We are no longer together. "

"Your mother can't give you another wife? "

"She's late. "

"She's late. You can't marry another one? Cliff, God will judge you! "

"Am sorry. I will never disappoint you again."

"Cliff, are you mad? You know am married? "

"I know."

"Then. No other girl? "

Not satisfied, Queen Salome called her mom " What did you tell him? That I don't have a child? You want him to impregnate me? ".

She crashed her phone on the wall, threw herself on the bed, and rolled to and from, slamming her legs. What kind of mom? She kept doubting her mom's queer character until the bell rang: Ding dong...Ding dong

Madam Put Eyes asked her, seeing her anger-ridden face as she opened the door. "What's the problem? I told you to let the matter be for now. "

What has she to tell her? That her mother want her ex-boyfriend to date her? So, if the pregnancy came, she would imagine King wasn't responsible?

"Never. Even if I were to do that, I can never even at gunpoint tell her. "

But if she did not do, how must she prove she is fertile?

King by his action had made up his mind. The next move would be to deny her sex.

"Mommy, I want to go and see King."

"For what again? "

"If he wants to marry, let him marry.

But he must bring the person for my approval. Or they can impregnate themselves outside, not here! "

"But King cannot agree. " Madam Put Eyes made her doubt known.

"I am going to tell him."

She walked away. Getting to King Edward, she said "King, I don't mind what you did, whether you said sorry or not. But listen, you must bring whoever you want to marry for my approval, or else, King. "

" I' m sorry." king Edward apologized. He has to. She had unmade him a king.

The majestic King who walked with a staff, solemnly. counting his steps, clad with multiple apparels. He bore everything with love. But the matter at hand now pass love. It is a do-or-die.

A do-or-die because men don't divorce the young wife. The old ones can go to hell. That young one young is what King was about to divorce or put aside.

"Okay, let's look at the situation critically."

She sat down and chose to speak first. " King, I did test, do you know?"

It was not a question and she was not going to tell him to go and do. It was a taboo to say so and King was nodding and excited as a benefactor of a macho rule where all eyes were made to be on a wife in a childless marriage.

Queen Salome made a volte-face. "King. I said before, bring whom ever you want to marry for my approval, but no more. No woman will come here to bench me. " She dashed out.

Her friend had asked her how she was going to cope with palace demands. She specifically made mention of male child issue. That Kings don't value female children.

Could it be why King had a daughter and it was like he had no child?

She hated Cliff and his mother!

She flopped on the bed, thinking of her crashed engagement with Cliff.

It was Cliff that disvirgined her from the University. As a novice, she did not double date. Everyone on Campus believed her dedication to Cliff would automatically lead to tying the knot immediately after the last paper.

Even outside the school, her family and Cliff's family believed she and Cliff would walk down the aisle after school. But Cliff's mother, like a witch as Cliff claimed, put a spanner in the hope.

She didn't want to pick up her mom's call. It stopped ringing and rang again,

She picked it. " What did you tell him, I am asking? Isn't that a disgrace to me? " she asked her mom.

"Sshh! What is disgrace? Are you the first queen to date outside? " her mom asked her, warning her not to brood about divorce. " You know your dad is late and you are the one training your sister in the school."

"So, that's why you don't care? "

" Care what? I told you to give me time that I will chase all the women away, told you not to relent in sleeping with your husband and you and Cliff could still reconcile in case King was the problem."

"What did you tell Cliff? "

"Don't bother." she told her," I told him, should this affair result in a child he should never say this 'child resembles me,' or make any attempt to lay claim to the child. He said he will come to swear. "

"Even if it can be possible, it can't just be cheap like that. I must ask him what Mom told him, I must know all about him."

Cliff pressurized and pressurized her, like one massaging a dead heart to life before she agreed.

"Call me on the 22nd." she told him. Her menses would start on the 18th.

She must have a reason to go into this affair.

Ding dong. The front bell rang.

She ran down, hissed. " Yes." his presence was the last thing she wanted.

"Next week is the birthday, do you know?" asked King Edward.

Please, King, I have headache. I want to go and sleep. "

King felt her forehead and took her by the wrist, going to his apartment." I have a reserve of painkillers. "

She cursed him under her breath. Why now she has booked an appointment with Cliff??

" No way." She followed him anyway because her mom said she should not stop to sleep with her husband.

"King, by now I'm expecting all the girls to be pregnant." she mocked him in his apartment.

" Oh! You have now agreed?"

"I have. But you must give me my time."

"No problem about that."

"Your Highness. You have been with King." Madam Put Eyes, who came into her apartment asked her, running eyes all over her like if to voice out something.

She had told herself even if King was no longer sleeping with her, she will continue to tell her they were killing themselves with marathon sex. Why? In case the pregnancy comes.

"Mommy. King came here to tell me about the birthday. Since yesterday he didn't want me to rest. I just escaped."

"Why!! Something we have been praying for?"

"Tomorrow is the birthday anyway. I will go back "