What Made You Doubt If Whether They Were Your Real Parents??🤧

Mimi nae, there's this one encounter I had with my mum that made me doubt if we're related.

While in class 6, kijana ametoka shule jioni kumenyesha na sijavaa sweater, nilikuwa nimeiwekelea kwa mabega kama Rambo. I had just entered the door to our house, I first meet my mum heading to the kitchen.

Mum: Na wewe, huoni kunanyesha uvae sweater, ama ni ugonjwa unatafuta? Eeh?!

Me: Mum hata samaki wanaishi ndani ya maji baridi na hawajawaivaa sweater.

TAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!! (Lights out) (Factory Reset)

Buana nilikuwa napewa support na Osama our dog ju kama si yeye ningeuma chini.

Nilikaa tu hapo chini nikareflect mahali Mungu amenitoa, na mahali ameniweka. What in the mama-wa-kambo slap was that!? The way she slapped me was exactly the way we read it in our school textbooks of how foster mothers greeted the cheeks of children they don't like. No way! This ain't my mum. Aiyaya! Foster mother you can't do me dirty like that, hii lazima niambie Dad.

Ile kuenda tu kuamka, my Dad also walks out. "Mama Denis haven't you heard the thunder, hebu ingieni ndani" Yoww, it was not thunder. I wish I said that but the minister for internal security had maintained side eye contact with me. You mean it sounded like thunder fr fr?. Cheeii, I couldn't believe it! Amenipiga ni kama tulikuwa na beef, ni sawa tu. Tiyaas

[Reboot Successful]

The sound of that slap still echoes in the corridors of my head till date.