MBEYA, 2016
One day remained to 20th October, the day Macy and her mother were leaving to Mwanza. Leo was on the bed with Macy, staring at the roof.
“I can’t believe after tomorrow, everything will just be a memory” Leo muttered
“If it was my will, I could’ve stayed”
“I’m not blaming you”
“I’m blaming myself”
“Maybe we will meet again”
Macy removed the rosary from her neck, “this was from my father. He said it will protect me” she handed it to Leo
“It’s the only thing from your father”
“Yeah”
“I can protect myself, you can keep it”
“Keep it with you… it’ll remind you about me and protect you”
Leo smiled, “How will this protect me?”
“What’s your religion?”
“I don’t have one”
“There is this saying, it is better to believe that God is there because if he is… the results will be infinitely and if he is not there, there is nothing to lose” Macy placed the rosary on Leo’s neck, “keep it, because there is nothing to lose”
Leo smiled, "At what time are you leaving?"
"Seven-thirty, I guess… we're using a private car" Macy gasped, "will I see you again before I leave?"
“Yes”
“Promise me”
“I’ll be here early in the morning to say goodbye”
The two stared at each other. As if some force was heaving them, their faces got closer and closer. They could feel each others’ breath. At a snail's pace, their lips came into contact and they fell deep inside their beddings.
Leo couldn't sleep that night. He drew the pictures of the imperative moments he had with Macy. He wanted to give the pictures to Macy on the next day. Hours were running exceedingly swift but his eyes were wide open.
When he heard the first cock’s crow, Leo wrapped his drawings into an envelope. He swiftly changed into his much-loved clothes and walked out of his room.
His eyebrows rose and his body froze when he reached the sitting room. He saw Benjamin rolling on the floor, his hands on the stomach. He was rolling around the floor, moaning and screaming.