One day during our marketing day we happened to bump into an elderly wealthy woman who needed our service, I and my friend let’s call her Perry were on feildwork looking for clients when we met her Lets call her Mrs. Smith.
Mrs Smith was really a wealthy elderly woman living well in her farm somewhere near a town in upper central province , we had to go to her residence to give our services , she drove us to her home ,she had gone to the nearby shopping center to drop eggs in her store ,she had store where she would drop her farm inputs ,like milk,eggs , chicken,and other farm produce like tomatoes ,spinach etc. So on our way to her home we talked about the services we offered and later of our personal life as she was old enough to be our mom and she inqured to know us better.
On getting home we found a middle aged man smoking cigarette and when he saw us he stepped on the cigar and said hey and went ,so we had a walk on her farm as it was part of what had taken us there, there were pigs ,chicken and oxen of different sizes, when we got to the oxen part the man came talking on a low tone to the mom but they didn’t agree, she became hard on her son pulled him aside and seemed she was warning him on something the man left.
This where the story was, so this young man in his early forties was single and the mom was trying to find him a wife ,she told us if any of us would marry his son , she was fast to tell us how his son had wasted himself on alcohol and cigarettes yet he had a master’s degree.later she gave us so much produce to carry gave us her contacts and we left.
Weeeeee on our way home perry asked me ,what do u think of Mrs Smith’s request, I told her ,sijaifukiria kwanza ,she told me ,Yani this woman think we are this desperate, a drunkard and a dirty man. We went kila mtu kwao .
Hmmmmm then we were to go back the following week and the reception really changed cos kufika Perry went straight to the kitchen, made tea for all of us and served us, I wondered how did she know the house this welll , just when I was wondering Mrs. Smith told her that her husband was unwell, iiiiiiii how, when did we get here. So to make the story short kumbe when we went home she called Mrs Smith and went back the following day, they discussed the issue and came to conclusion.during the wedding I danced so fogothary 😭😭 the pain, haki it was so on point, I couldn’t imagine how bright she was .nowdays she drives a double cabin, her kids goes to group of schools and am here with only pair of shoes🤣
