An Aside: A couple of people were asking me what ever happened to the story with Mundu & Sarah in it. Was it over? Is that where it ended? And if so, how come? The answer to the first two questions is a long and resounding "No." and so to back up that answer, here is the next chapter in the story, "For You I Will Move This Mountain"
And oh, just to make sure that all of ya'll are up to speed; here's the link to the previous chapter:
http://adoseofwordstothehead.blogspot.com/2012/12/for-you-i-will-move-this-mountain.html
Hope You Enjoy.
CHAPTER FOUR
Mundu and the old man walked for what seemed like hours and for what appeared to be, for a little while at least, in circles.
And if given the opportunity to ask Mundu why this appeared to be the case, he would have pulled out his four inch long blade, run it along the length of the inside of his forearm and sworn to you that they had passed that tree over there, the one that looked like a bent over old woman carrying a pot on her head more than just once, maybe even thrice.
But even though he was full of these suspicions, Mundu said nothing.
The Umululosi was old and possessed an old magic and even after all his exploits, Mundu still knew to be wary of this. And so Mundu did nothing in protest, simply wiping the sweat from his brow and putting one foot in front of the other.
They continued on like this until the sun began to dip towards the horizon.
And then they came to a clearing. And in this clearing sat a hut. A round, mud plastered, thatch roofed hut. And outside this hut sat a stool and on the stool sat a girl.
The girl wore a forest green wrapper that began at the armpits and ended mid thigh. Her feet were bare as were her shoulders. She was smiling a smile that seemed to almost say, "Don't look so surprised and come over here and hug me you ki-boy."
Forgetting how tired he was, which was very, and completely forgetting about the old man, and forgetting that the clearing and the hut were identical to the very ones they had left hours before; Mundu hurried into the clearing and then reaching Sera, lifted her off the stool and held her to him. He would have held onto her forever if it was not for her urging him to put her down.
Slowly, reluctantly Mundu did. Letting her stand on her own but adamantly refusing to remove his arms from around her waist.
He stared down at her in wonder.
"What are you doing here? Does your father know you are here? How did you find this place? It is getting dark, how are you going to get back home?"
"I've been waiting for you." is all Sera said in reply, smiling up at him.
She removed his hands from her waist and then took one of them in hers.
"Come...come..."
She led Mundu through the door way of the hut and inside.
What awaited him was something tantamount to a feast. Laid on a mat were bowls of cassava, sweet Potatoes, ugali, ground nut sauce, peanut butter paste, chicken, beef...it seemed like a lifetime since Mundu had seen so much food.
The assault on Mundu's senses was beyond belief and as if on cue his mouth began to water, his stomach rumble.
Sera pulled him further inside and then urged him to sit down.
"Let me serve you."
And she did, handing him a serving of food so big that it could have easily fed an entire family. As hungry as he was, however (the funny thing being that a few minutes before he hadn't been, not really, but sitting there he was suddenly ravenous) Mundu had no doubt that he would be able to finish every morsel.
He took the food but as he did, the strangeness of the entire situation suddenly began to plague him.
"Tell me something,"
"Yes love?"
"How did you find this place?"
"Eat up." was Sera's response as she sat down next to him. And so he did, although all the time mindful of Sera watching him curiously.
"Where is the old man?" He asked a few minutes later.
"How is the food?" was her reply.
"Good. But you have not answered my question."
"And which one is that?"
"Where is the old man?" and then remembering, "And how did you find this place?"
Sera placed a hand one one of Mundu's thighs,
"It doesn't matter. What matters is that I am here."
Mundu's suspicions were piqued even further by this. He knew Sera and she was not the dismissive type. She answered questions head on. This avoiding the question business was not at all her.
"But who are you?" Mundu asked setting down the food and standing up.
"What do you mean, 'who are you'? You know who I am. Why are you talking like this?"
Sera reached for one of Mundu's hands but he took a step backwards and out of reach.
"All I know is that you are not Sera. That is all I know."
At this Sera stood up. Took a step towards Mundu.
"You are tired. You should rest."
She took another step and then another and in that moment was standing inches away from him. She placed one hand on his chest, the other on a cheek. When Mundu didn't recoil, Sera ran her thumb along the line of his jaw.
"You are tired. You should rest." She repeated.
Munndu tried to protest but Sera cut him off by moving her hand from Mundu's cheek to the back of his head and on her tip toes, pulled him in for a kiss.
The lips that kissed Mundu's lips were Sera's lips, the taste of Sera's lips was Sera's taste, the scent of Sera's skin was Sera's scent, the heart that pounded in tandem with his was Sera's heart. Everything, absolutely everything told Mundu that the Sera standing in front of him was in fact Sera and so closing his eyes, Mundu kissed her back.
From close-lipped to open-mouthed to deeply passionate; the couple moved from standing to kneeling to trying to find enough space on the mat harbouring all the food to spread themselves out on. Which they did; Sera on her back, Mundu on top of her.
At this point though, Mundu paused. This was as far as the two had ever gone and he wasn't sure whether...
But he need not have worried though because as if anticipating Mundu's line of thought Sera once again placed a hand on the side of his face and looking up into his face whispered soothingly,
"It's ok...it's ok. Now kiss me."
And so Mundu, ignoring the niggling finger of suspicion poking around at the back of his mind, leaned in and did just that.
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