PHEW!! WHAT A CLOSE SHAVE!

Real Madrid needed three lucky breaks to beat a Liverpool side in a horrific Champions League night in Kiev. Liverpool could have won were it not for the sloppy mistakes that Karius made. It was indeed a horror show. Well done Real Madrid, three back to back titles is no mean feat. To compliment the horror show in Kiev, Doris' father was our guest yesterday.
You should've seen how scared I was. I couldn't enjoy the game at all.
"Habari Kijana."
"Mzuri"
He went ahead and discussed some issues with my parents while I stayed outside, contemplating on my next move. Unfortunately, everyone that I knew was either held up somewhere or just couldn't pick up my  calls. I had this feeling that I was trapped in a cul de sac.
"Unamjua huyu?" My dad asked the tall man.
"Vizuri sana. Yeye ni rafiki wa Chebet."

Stayed for two hours

At that point, I wished that the ground would swallow me alive. So he already knew that I exist?
"Anamaliza form four?"
The conversation went back and forth. I contributed to the laughter sometimes just to mask my nervousness. I was already racking up the possibility of making an escape in case they all ganged up on me to beat me up over my affair with her daughter.
"Mpira imeanza?"
That was how he spent nearly two hours watching the big game live after concluding talks to buy off his bull at a good price. I had estimated that that was the amount that he needed to pay off the remaining balance at Doris' school.
When the game ended, I was glad that he did not pursue the matter further. He left looking more happier than when he came in. I was relieved!
Up until now I haven't heard anything from Susan. I guess she is chortling with glee when she hears of the visit to my parents by her uncle, (Doris' father). But I am a happy man. Fate is on my side.