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Oopsie! Latifa fell into someone's relationship: Rainy Season Chronicles

 The rainy season is here. That means little to no overtime so people might as well use this time to fix their personal issues. And by personal issues I mean relationships. Latifa, the HR assistant featured in We Will Heal in Heaven: A Luopean tale, has been happy for a while. Not with the Kenyan man, though. The consultants' side acquired a new environmentalist a few months ago after his predecessor was caught in a diesel theft scandal- story for another day. The new guy, Mtokambali, which translates to someone who has come from afar, has indeed come from far. Literally. He comes from a rich family in Kilimanjaro. Ask me how I know? Everyone knows. Latifa cis a blabbermouth. Probably why she doesn't stay long in intimate relationships, right? When they started the 'talking stage', the entire site knew every little detail about the dates and any other info he disclosed. Including the fact that he had been 'connected' to this project by one local politician-his father's friend and he was untouchable.

So anywho, the happy couple has been showing the campsite in-laws every little aspect of their relationship including the occasional gifting of chips-yai and Mirinda at the human resource office.  And as usual, haters will hate. So when the rain season first started, it was so intense that at some point it rained in their relationship and the haters were cock-a-hoop at winning this silent war😆😂😂 

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Transport to and from site was bit of a problem because the administration staff bus' tarpaulin was torn and the efforts of the purchasing department to sort that were not being fruitful. The finance manager had gone for leave and could not approve purchases beyond Tshs 1M via mail so the only option was to wait because he had just remained with four days. This meant 'to survive' until then. The consultant's offices are located about 40 kilometres from the contractor's campsite. So Mtokambali picking up Latifa was not an option unless she was willing to wait an hour for him to come. And that meant another trip back to his place. Staying together was not an option because 'they were not ready'

The head of human resource, a softspoken swahili guy, very serious, sometimes came to the rescue of the human resource staff including Latifa. Fortunately or unfortunately she was often last to be dropped because she stayed the furthest from the stage but closest to Mr HR's place. Seeing as to how convenient this 'lift' thing was, Latifa did her thing. And turned an honest family man into a cheater. Well, they say you can't turn someone into something he is not but this one is on her. Mr HR's wife visited the husband's office after she heard the rumours and talk about bad timing, she caught them. Not in the act but just lost in each other's spaces. Pronounce faces. Talk about kichapo cha mbwa msikitini

Anyway, we blame the rain. And Mtokambali's being 'mbali.'

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