“Will you leave the bank?’
‘Not immediately. I’ll save for a couple of years first.’
‘And after that? What about your parents? Are they OK with this?’
‘We’ll see. You should sleep, uncle. You have a presentation to make
tomorrow,’ I said.
Uncle switched off t he main light and left. I went to the bathroom and
struggled with my lungi. Finally, I used a belt to tie it around my waist and lay
down in bed. My back was resting after eighteen hours; I let out a sigh of relief.
Uncle knocked on my door. He came inside and switched on the light again.
I sat up on the bed in one jerk. ‘What?’
‘Water,’ uncle said as he left a bottle next to my bed. ‘Drink up, or you will have
a headache in the office tomorrow.’
‘Thanks,’ I said.
‘You OK with that lungi? You need help?’
‘No, I am fine,’ I said and clutched my belt and modesty close to myself.
‘Good night,’ uncle said as he switched off the light again.
‘Good night, sir,’ I said and cursed myself for the next ten minutes for calling
him sir.
nora
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