Ring! Ring! Ring!
The sound of the phone tore through the silence and into my dreams. It didn't make any sense. It's been barely two hours since I laid down to sleep. I groaned and twisted around to the sound of the ringtone. Without opening my eyes, I scanned the bed with my left hand, looking for the phone. I found it and ended the call.
I adjusted myself on the bed and dove back into my dreams, but the sound of the phone went off and jerked me up from the bed. I picked up my alarm on the nightstand and looked at the clock. It was 2 a.m.I laid back with a groan and pulled the blanket over my head, but the phone wouldn't stop ringing. I flung off the blanket and sat up on the bed, dragging the phone with me.
"Hello, who the hell is this?" I yowled into the phone.
"Finally! Zizymena, I have been trying to reach you. This is Elon Musk". An unfamiliar voice with an accent replied. I looked at the number, and it was a foreign number.
"And I am Queen Elizabeth ", I replied with heavy sarcasm and hung up. I can't believe a scammer had the audacity to wake me up so early in the morning.
The phone wouldn't stay quiet as my ringtone blared out. A helpless anger simmered in me, and I was determined to give the caller a piece of it.
"Stop calling me, you scammer". I screamed into the phone. "Go find someone else to scam. It is 2 a.m. in Nigeria."
I ended the call and laid back on the bed. The phone ran again, but I ignored it. The caller was persistent. I picked it up and took a deep breath.
"What do you want, you low-budget Elon Musk".
"You! I want you, Zizy. This whole thing is crazy but before I explain it to you, kindly check my Twitter handle, you'd know this is the real Elon.
I sat stiffly and swiped my iPhone to my twitter app and headed straight to his profile and there it was, a tweet that read, "Zizy, a piece of you ♥ ️".
I tugged at my nightgown and blinked twice. Is this a dream? In the silence of the night, my heartbeat created a rhythm.
"Are you there?" The voice came alive bringing me back to reality.
I had forgotten the call was still on. "Elon musk wants me. What does he want me for? A relationship? Oh my! But I am married. I bet he doesn't have that information. Dating Elon Musk would mean...." Thousands of thoughts danced through my mind.
"Zizy, a piece of you! What does that mean? I found my voice.
"Everything Z, everything. What Elon wants, Elon gets and Elon wants Zizy. Name your price!"
He was so direct. A businessman to the core. Does he know I am married? Would he still want me if I told him I am married? But why should I tell him? What you don't know can't kill you right? My mind was playing tricks with me. I thought of the many wonderful places Elon would take me to. I thought of the beautiful cuisines and fancy restaurants I can only imagine in my dreams. I thought of my husband sleeping in the room next to mine. Perhaps I should tell him, I got a web3 job offered by Elon. Dating Elon must be a job right? I soliloquized.
"What will your answer be? Is it a yes?" He asked
"Yes! I screamed into the phone"
"Yes what?" A voice asked.
This wasn't Elon. This voice was familiar. My blanket was gone, pulled off by whoever had the voice, followed by a tap on my shoulder. I flung open my eyes and right in front of me was my husband.
"Beautiful dream? He asked
I buried my face in my head. I couldn't believe it was all a dream much less that I almost cheated on my husband. I hope Elon never calls me.😜
This is my entry into hive-naija weekly writing prompt with a little tweak