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  • BLOOD BATH – Episode 1

    BLOOD BATH – Episode 1

    BLOOD BATH(the siege)
    BLOOD BATH – Episode 1

    ©Cal Empéror




    Paul
    What more pain than losing a mom, but I had to move on, the funeral was conducted, dad did gave a tributes of how heroic mom was all in sorrow.

    Now that the dead has been buried, everyone went to his normal life Cal my friend and Rita stood by me through it all.

    There was one thing that did surprise me after mom’s death, her death seem to open door to a rise in the death rate in the city, people were been killed at night.
    The whole city shook with fear, and the government installed an impromptu curfew.

    My school life was still trying to go back to normal, because the vacuum mom’s occupied in my life was now vacant, nobody to tell me to do my Homework, nobody to tell me if i was wrong with my decisions, no one can ever replace my mom though people do say the words I never knew what it meant, but now i see the meaning in the words. And to worsen issue dad was barely around I was only lucky to have friends like Cal, and my girlfriend Rita.

    At school, Rita and Cal seem to be the major Source of my still intact sanity, if not I would have ran mad, thinking about mom.

    Aside Rita been one of the hottest chick in school, she was a sweet girl, unlike most girls of her kind, she was always cool around me, she do come over to watch our team play Soccer at the field, I and Cal were members of the same team.

    I loved to see her standing by the field, her presence alone, makes me feel so excited that I perform very well.

    She will keep on blowing me kisses anytime I did a skill or score a goal, I loved her.

    ************
    Cal
    There was a homecoming match between our school team and Brooklyn High School, home coming was a yearly game between various schools in the cities, this year Empire High School, and Brooklyn High School were Fixed for a duel. The Match was Scheduled for 2:30pm that wednesday on a normal day the match would have hold by 4pm, but with the rising rate of killings in the city, the school authorities decided to let us play at noon.

    We did set out to the field, we did put in our best, chuks was giving me smooth passes, but the defenders from Brooklyn’s were so good that we couldn’t kick a ball pass them, each time our legs click there is always this sound it makes like were kicking against a hard wall.
    :
    As the match was coming to an end, we were 1 goal down at 86mins, there was no hope of us winning, the cheers from our school cheerleaders were waning, once Paul’s hold of the ball, he did pull a stunt that let the ball roll up high into the air, I saw this as a chance, I leapt high into the sky, and did a back flip, my legs caught the ball, and brought it down to the ground with full force, and the next minutes the whole place was agog. The fans celebrated us
    We did equalize the goals, and soon the match came to an end after a penalty shoot out that we won.

    Now after the match I was all sweaty same as Paul, we both hauled ourselves inside the washroom, and did a little clean up, we entered Paul’s car, he was on the wheel, while I sat at the front seat, watching him maneuver his way.

    The road was free, we never thought of the danger lurking, at 4:50pm we were half way through our journey home, when the car CRANKED UP.

    Holyshit I said while Paul hit his hands on the steering wheel.
    Why now?? he asked rhetorically as we came down from the car to check what was wrong with the car.

    The road was clear no vehicle was passing at that time, we tried to fix the car for the next 1hour, but it wasn’t coming up, so we did place a road sign that brought out from the boot of the car to notify other road users of the faulty car, once we were done, we left the left the car, and decided to continue our Journey on foot.

    I could see the disappointment on Paul’s face, I made him wave it off.
    I have a date with Lisa tomorrow! I said gingerly.

    Whoa you don’t mean it, do you?
    Sure I do,
    Whoa you’ve been fucking up all the while, now you up to it, he said grinning widely.

    Yea, but she’s fix the date.

    What?? I thought you have grown out of your shy self, common man grow up. He said while I gave him a Jab.

    Now are you gonna ask her out tomorrow?

    Am not sure Paul.

    You are an arsehole! He cursed why we laughed
    The truth is that have got a crush on Lisa girl right from my freshman years at Empire High School, infact I did had crushes on most girls at high school, but never for once have I spoke to them, concerning my feelings, but I am always free, and friendly with them.

    Now towards the end of my second grade, she’s showed up she’s becoming friendlier and friendlier, there was a day where I was seated at the old block window, watching Paul and Rita chatter away from a distance the two seem perfect, just as the warming sun of harmattan, I smiled as I watched her pushed Paul and he fell to the ground, Paul dragged her along, and they both ended up falling on each other, and he brought his lips on her’s and they both kissed.

    So cute right? I heard behind me.
    I was startled and turned immediately, it was her standing radiantly with her hands akimbo, she seem so pretty as she twisted her lips.

    Yea sure, I concurred.

    You know Cal, this could be us. She said further, and my head dropped.

    You are shy,
    Uhmm yea.. No… No… I stuttered,
    Don’t worry, I will wait, I like you so much pretty boy, she said pecking me, and walking away, the peck had sent shivers and sparkles of stars down my spine, I did touch the place she had kissed with my hand, and watched sway her bum away.

    By now Paul and Rita had come back, paul winked at me, while i did engaged Rita in a conversation after Rita was gone, I had to tell Paul about Lisa, and he had been on my neck to ask her out, but the shy me wouldn’t let me do the needful.

    Now she’s asked me out on a date with her tomorrow, Paul’s urging me to do it, we were still walking our way home, by now it was a bit dark, the sun’s shift from it’s place of radiance to the western coast of Vernica,
    We kept on walking on the walk way, the road was lonely, vehicle has since stopped passing.

    OH!! the curfew I remember at once, I reminded Paul, and we both increase our steps.

    We started running at some point, to avoid coming in contact with the psychopath serial killer that has invaded the town.

    You can also read: RAQUELIA (Romance)

    As we were running, I noticed a silhouette ahead of us, I look up to see a figure it was claded in all black, his movement seem to be slow. And his attentions fixed to the ground.

    Stop!!! I called out to Paul who stopped running at once.
    What is it Cal? He asked anxiously
    Look up I said!

    What?? Holyshit he said clutching to me, we silently made to turn back to where we were coming from, but it seem the figure had already noticed us, it turned towards us in one swift motion, and we started running again while he started chasing after us.
    We were on the lead, all thanks to the numerous training sessions we had from our football training. But the figure was closing in on us, I kept on looking back and running and this did hindered my running pace, Paul was a few step ahead, he wasn’t looking back like I was doing, soon enough, I tripped and fell to the ground over an object protruding out of the ground.

    My body hit the hard floor, and I was stalk to it lying motionless for a while, Paul had noticed this and he came to help me up, by now the figure was already close, I looked at his face, and saw it masked with a skeletal skull mask.

    I managed to get up, and started limping, Paul aided me, but I was slowing him down with my weight.

    Go go go, go get the police I will be fine, I said to him.

    No Cal, we will make it out, try to limp faster he said.

    I can’t I yelled go Paul, if I end up dying tonight you’d tell my parents what happened, I said giving him a reassuring look.
    And he did run far away.

    I kept on running at a slow pace, just as fast as my leg could go, and just a step away, a hand pulled me down with a very strong force.
    Let me go!!! Let me go!!!! I scream, but it pulled me up, and carried me back to where he was coming from.

    Just in the nick of time he did gave me a Hard punch that knocked me out.

    ********
    Paul
    After Cal fell down I had rush over to help him, but he had asked me to go, I needed no soothsayer to tell me that we were been chased by the serial killer that has strucked town, but why didn’t he shoot us, because according to the records on ground, the serial killer shoots all his victim at the head, so why not us, why did he decided to chase us?

    I kept on running, as different thoughts ran through my mind.
    I was still deep in thought when something crossed my mind, and that minutes I looked back to see the psycho dragging Cal, and I Immediately pulled my loafers (shoe) and started retracing my steps back.

    I was fast in keeping my pace, but did carefully choose my step in order not to attract the killer’s attention, I got to a place, and an object that protruded out of the floor, stopped me, it must be the cause of Cal’s fall, I picked it up at once, it was a plank I was happy, this was my weapon, I continued my chase and soon I sighted a car at the fore, I knew the killer was taking Cal to the car, and I hasten up, just in the nick of time I got closer to the man and as he made to enter the car, I hit him so hard with the stick!!!, the force was great, he fell to the ground, dropping cal along, I did continuously hit him non-stop till he was knocked out of consciousness.

    I noticed cal was groaning and I rushed over to him, he had regain consciousness as a result of the fall, I aided him and we hurried us as fast as our legs could carry us.

    Mrs Henry
    My boy had gone to school that morning, he had notify me on staying over for the homecoming games, and he promised to be home by 5pm,I had advised him on taking the car or let the chauffeur do his work, but he told me that Paul was coming along with his, and that morning Paul did came, and they drove to school, at 5 in the evening I had given him a call, after coming back from the office, but his cell was off, I did call Paul and his too was off, I tried to be calm at first, but now it’s past 7pm they ain’t back already, I was pensive, I had let my husband in on this, and at once he took the car key, and off he went.

    I tried to talk him out of going, as he might be defying the curfew rule, but he waved it off saying his kid can’t be out there and he sits at home,
    Not quite long I heard the honking of Henry’s car, I was a bit relieved, but not in whole, because I wasn’t sure if they were the one, but soon there was a knock at the door, I did answer, and I saw him limping and aided by Paul my jaw dropped in shock.

    Mr Henry
    I had took to the road, the moment my wife told me about the situation on ground, I did drove along for a while, when I sighted two figures walking abnormally on the road, so I did dim the head lamp of the car to see clearly in the night, I noticed Paul’s brown hair, and the blonde boy being aided was Cal, I stopped the car at once, I came down and assisted them in, cal couldn’t say a world, Paul had narrated everything that happened to me, Mr heart sank.
    Humphrey’s threats were true, I was scared sunken.

    Cal
    That night I was taken home in dad’s car, I listened quietly as Paul did explain to dad about the road escapade, when we got home mom was shocked beyond words, but she did nursed my little bruises, while dad explained to her exactly what Paul has told him. I noticed an air of uncertainty in dad’s tone, but wave it off
    Mom was sad, but she had nursed me well.

    Heal quick pretty boy she said placing her palm on my dedicated head.

    I heard Paul tuning the TV, he wasn’t going home tonight, he was staying over it’s late already, his dad was away on business.
    By the morning the next day I was hale and hearty, I did set out for school, as I bath, mom had come around, she had advised I stay home to be fully fit, but I declined assuring her I was fit.

    Paul sat at the back seat with me, we chattered away, like nothing’s happened the previous day, Nicko the driver did join in our conversation, he was a good guy, I loved him so much. We all sang along the stereo as it blares familiar tunes.

    At school, students including a few lecturer who had heard about the little drama at night, they filed up to tell how sorry they were, and after that we did settle for the activities of the day.

    I still remembered my date with Lisa, after school, I had gone home, it date was fixed to be 3pm when I got home I did a shower, and put on some good clothes and drove off as Nicko took me to Vernican Palace, it was the place she picked.

    Lisa
    As I prepared for the date, I had put on some nice clothes to match the evening occasions.
    I was putting a finishing touch to my facial decoration when dad came him.

    Going for a date?

    Yes dad, I said as I turned to watch him put his hands inside his pants pocket.

    Who is he? He asked
    Cal Henry I said!

    Hmm Rich boy he replied.

    You know him? I asked quizzically
    Uhmm! You know Lisa, Do not hang out with rich boys at schools! He said firmly and my spirit dropped at once.

    What dad? Why?? I asked searching his eyes for an answer.
    You should not he said and walked away,
    But I fixed that date. I called after him.


    Then Cancel it.

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  • EDGE OF A KNIFE -Last Episode

    EDGE OF A KNIFE -Last Episode

    EDGE OF A KNIFE
    Edge Of A Knife -Last Episode
    Theme: Cold War

    ©Cal Empéror

    4yrs later
    I sat in my class at Massachusetts University USA with a pen in my hand I was writing on my past life.
     Wondering how that came about, as I closed the book I smiled wearily of my old life that wasn’t a life.

    At retrospect, Potoki was rescued he remained in the police custody, for a while having been incapacitated from the accident, his steps were now aided by wheel chair, the police had remanded him in custody, till samba went over to his top political client that the Creed has done deal for before, and they help him get Potoki out of prison, I found a way of telling my family about my involvement dad was mad at firstt but he came around, not after long, Samba granted me immunity against the group along side Potoki, he had to carry on the confra way, but not with me or potoki, he raised new boys, Potoki found a life, he opened an Anti-Cultism Organization and financed it with his own money, he became a motivational speaker on wheel chair.

    I was able to contact Martha she told me she’s move on, as she couldn’t be with me. That was a relief to me though, I am now with kemi and I love her so dearly, even though she once sought my life Because she was misinformed.

    Dad as that I be given a new Identity and all my criminal trace was wiped out, I have been made to further my education here at Massachusetts, and kemi is here with me too schooling, we will be married after our education.

    DON’T JOIN CULT IN SCHOOL IT’S BAD
    -words from Josh.

    You can also read similar story from the same author BLOOD BATH

    The End

  • story : KUSI – Episode 4

    story : KUSI – Episode 4

    KUSI (A pidgin story)

    KUSI – Episode 4



    ©Amah’s Heart. 




    Na so my market just dey sell everyday since wey I start to dey sell fruits. some days no be the same thing but no day wey I no dey sell one tray of fruit finish.
    Emy want to dey follow me they carry tray so that she fit help out with expenses but I tellam make she no worry, make she dey stay for shop with my mama, even my mama no gree make she do that kind work with her condition, and her belle don dey come out small small, person go know say she get belle, I no even fit allow make she do that kind of work because wahala plenty inside this hawking job wey i dey do.
    If no be say fat full my body I for don slim down tey tey, I for turn like broom stick by force, but no matter how I stress myself I no dey slim, I resemble my papa for that one.
    my mama na slim woman she be and she get height join. even Emy too tall like my mama.
    me, I no too tall like that but I dey “average height”, make I take that English console myself, after all oyibo people they call my height average.
    As things they move forward I just dey thank God. Emy talk say she no get any number she go take call her people, she talk say she no dey fit carry number for head, na only her own number they her head, and she no even get phone after she don lost her bag for the bridge side where she wan jump. she never get phone again, if I get money I go buy her small phone and she go fit retrieve her lost number so that in case her people wan reach her they go fit call her.
    I come later get one small space for the market, na there i come put big umbrella because of sun and rain. so instead of hawking the fruit for head, I get a standby place where people they come everyday to come patronize me, even Emy dey come stay with me sometime.
    if she come meet me for market I go leave her for that my space still arrange another one for tray which I go carry enter inside market to go sell.
    no food for a lazy man na oyibo talk that one too.
    People they call Emy my wife, they think say na me give her belle. wetin concern me for their gossip, people like amebo too much. I no owe anybody explanation, so anything wey they like make them talk, if they tire dey go keep quiet.
    I tell Emy make she no answer anybody if they ask her anything, na only greeting she owe them, nothing again.
    Market people sabi look person bad eye, as the talk come they too much I come later tell Emy e better make she just dey stay with my mama for her shop and dey help my brothers and sisters for home work as she dey do before, I no wan make she they come market because plenty bad belle people full there. before they go use eye commot pikin for her belle.
    Any day I just show face for market, the market people go come they ask me
    “Kusi Kusi… your wife nko…how she dey na..”?
    They go dey ask as if they care but I go just answer them say she dey fine, I no get time for amebo. every minute dey important to me because I be man and I be correct hustler.
    Emy belle later come big well well. she don change, her face come fat well well, even her body big, my mama register her for one hospital wey dey close to our house. na their she dey go do check up.
    I no know how many months her belle don reach,
    because wetin dey my head plenty pass that one but I reason say she go don reach like six or seven months.
    all the cloth wey my mama buy for her no come they enter her again. as I dey come back from market one day I come see were them dey sell okirika cloth for women wey get belle, I come bend down select better cloth wey I know say she go like, as I carry the cloth them go house, my mama happy well well, Emy come rush hug me with her big belle wey push me go back. me sef they fear for the way she take hug me, make the baby no start to they cry inside her belle.
    Emy come dey thank me say I try.
    I happy as I see her dey laugh. she come they try the cloth them wey I buy for her, she come take them they do cat walk for us as if she dey do fashion parade, na so all of us just dey laugh for house.
    As I leave them go outside na so i just dey smile like mumu.
    I later get myself come arrange my face well before I go back inside.
    but inside me I just they happy as I see Emy too they happy.
    One day as I go market one of my customer wey dey like buy fruits for my hand come stand they browse with her phone in front of my market, even after I package the fruits wey she buy for her she still stand they read something for her phone.
    later she come they talk to herself.
    “eeyah…eyah…nawaooo!. see this fine girl…is only God that knows where she is…God have mercy o,
    As she just they talk to herself I ask her hope everything they alright, she come sigh before she start to they talk.
    “the only daughter of a pastor in one big church has gone missing for almost a year now. nobody has seen her, nobody knows if she is alive or dead. they are showing her on television and radio, even on Facebook, that anybody that sees her should please call one of the numbers that they put up. her parents came on air and were begging the public. anybody that has any useful information about their daughter should contact them, she is their only daughter, they want to know if she is alive or dead. they say the whole church is praying for her. even when journalist interviewed the missing girl’s friend she told them that the girl got pregnant and said she was going to commit suicide because she doesn’t want to be a disgrace to her parents and since then nobody has seen her, her parents are heart broken…”
    my heart start to they beat fast. i leave wetin i they do come ask my customer
    “abeg wetin be the girl name…?
    “they said her name is Immaculate Johnson and she is twenty years old. a university student… a very young girl for that matter. all this children that they will send to school and they end up doing another thing…and this things happens more with the well to do people…
    I quickly collect the number from the lady. pack up my market and run go house.
    I wish we get television at least we for know wetin they happen.
    as I reach house on time that day, my mama wey go market never come back, na only Emy dey house, she dey my mama shop. I dey vex as i go meet her.
    “you lie give us say your name na Emy but your real name na Immaculate Johnson. well, any name you like you fit answer the wahala wey dey ground now be say your parents dey find you and your picture don enter television and Facebook…I don collect the numbers wey we fit use call your people. you need to call them make them know say you still dey alive. abeg… na God I take they beg you…try make you call them…because the news don reach everywhere say pastor only daughter they miss…
    “Kusi…I’m sorry about the name but I felt unworthy to bear the name my parents gave me. Immaculate means perfect, it means something that has no stain, like something that is pure white, undefiled. they wanted me to marry as a virgin someday and my husband should be the one to disvisgin me after our wedding but I failed that…I…failed them and everyone who believed in me. I felt like I was not worthy of such a name, I have stains, i have being defiled, I’m not worthy of the name anymore that was why I just simply picked Emy. please I don’t want to go back…and I don’t want to call them…I can’t face them like this. just take a look at me… this is so embarrassing…this was not the school they sent me to and study, this was not the life they planed for me, this is not how I wanted to end up…I’m a disgrace already to them and I can’t mend what that has be broken, I can’t change the wrong I have done…I can’t …i…i..mmmm
    She come start to dey cry heavy cry as tears they pour down for her eyes.
    I come dey vex for myself for making her to cry.
    why I dey even vex for her before? na me make she come dey cry now, and I know dey like make she dey vex.
    I come go hold her they beg her as she dey cry, I just dey console her.
    she come dey cry for my shoulder as her tears they pour down for my cloth. her cry sef wan come make me dey cry.
    I just hold her dey give her encouraging word so that she go stop to they cry.
    “you fit no change wetin you don do but you can still be anything wey you still wan be. you know wetin my mama dey always talk, as far as life dey hope go surely dey. that word don register for my head, no cry again, your tomorrow go better pass your yesterday and your today. you fit still make your parents proud, is not late, your name na Immaculate, and na fine name be that. we fit call you Imma if you no wan make we call you the full name. because you do mistake no means you be the first person for this world wey do mistake. no come allow your mistake to define you or come change your name because of this mistake. the pikin wey you carry no be mistake, God get better plan for that pikin, my mama they always tell you say tomorrow go still better pass our today. you think say your story no make sense now e go still make sense later. e no means say you no fit rewrite your story, e no means say you no go still live upto your name. no fear, everything go still dey alright, you go call your parents…make they know say you dey alive, if you know wan go meet them like this, then you go wait till you born finish. my mama go take care of you wella, if they wan see you tell them to wait you go come see them but you go call them make they know say you dey alive abeg. if na my mama dey house she go still tell you the same thing wey I dey tell you now. abeg make you do the right thing… na your parents them be and they suppose to know say you dey alive and you dey alright…
    After I talk finish Emy,no… I mean Imma, because na her real name be that. she no wan make up her mind to go call her people
    As my mama come back I come tell my mama everything, my mama come still encourage her make she go call, I give her the number wey I collect from that my customer, I come go load credit inside my mama phone.
    Imma come use my mama phone call her people, na long call because the call last for long, they come still call her back, after the call she come dey feel alright.
    she talk say na her papa pick the call, everybody they happy say she dey alive but she tell them say she go come meet them when she dey ready but make nobody worry but they fit reach her with that number anytime they wan call her, after she talk finish I even happy because I know say her parents mind go don come down.
    I know say everything go still dey alright for her, I fit no go school but I sabi things pass plenty people wey go school.
    shebi I tell una say I be young boy with old man brain. na eighteen i be wen God used me to save Imma. now, I don reach nineteen years but I they reason like person wey don reach sixty, even my mama sef dey talkam. she dey tell me say I no dey do like my age.
    abeg make age stay one side, age na number. wetin dey my mind na how to make better money for this life. better money no be for bad way but for good way.
    that is why I dey hustle hard, make I suffer now so that if I come get my own family tomorrow them no go suffer.
    I don suffer for me and my children own, na so my mama dey talk, I copy her for that her talk. na faith i dey use talk my own.

    At the end I know say Life go still make sense for all of us.
    .tbc

  • story : KUSI – Episode 1

    story : KUSI – Episode 1

    KUSI (A pidgin story)

    KUSI – Episode 1

    ©Amah’s Heart.




    My name na Kusimala Isaac but people dey call me Kusi. My papa die when I be fourteen years after his death I commot for school come face business.

    I want to do business so that I fit they support my mama.

    My mama na common trader, the money wey she dey make for a day no dey reach anywhere. I get two brothers and two sisters wey dey go school.
    My mama no go fit take care of all of us. All of us for that house sabi chop food well well. We dey finish one bow of eba if we sit down to chop. I come dey wonder maybe this talk wey people dey talk say na poor man children dey chop pass people wey get money.
    That talk fit be true because I no understand the way we take they consume food or it fit be say because no be every time we dey see food chop. If money no dey we no go chop belleful but if my mam sell well for her market we go chop until we resemble woman wey get belle.
    I don see say my mama no go fit carry the burden alone. Even though my brothers and sisters they go public school but they still dey pay small small fees. They go buy books, school bags and uniform. Everything na money and is too much for only my mama to carter.
    I drop out of school come join my mama they do business. Since my papa no dey I go make sure I hustle hard to make my mama happy. I no dey like make she dey remember say her husband die leavam with plenty children. No, I no wan make my mama dey vex or make she dey worry over my papa. I want to make sure say she go dey always see reason to dey smile.
    If I see her dey smile the thing dey give me joy. Na so me too go dey smile like mumu or like i win jackpot.
    Every day I go arrange my groundnut inside tray, I don already know how much I go make for a tray of groundnut. I go carry the tray filled with groundnut enter market.
    If market good, before 1pm I don sell finish, run go back house go carry another groundnut.
    I no send anybody if I dey sell my market. Wetin dey my mind na how to sell finish and make plenty money for my mama.
    Shame no dey catch me if I see my follow schoolmate wey dey go school. Dey go dey laugh me dey talk rubbish for mouth but I no dey worry for their talk.
    Na man I be even though I never get bear bear. Nothing concern me with wetin people dey talk. Na their mouth, if dey tire to dey talk, dey go keep quiet. I no come life to look person face.
    Na my family I carry for mind if I dey hustle for sun or rain. Life no easy, I know but I no go because say life no easy come go kill myself. I go makam for this life, na that one be my prayer everyday.
    I be man wey get sense, even though my age never too big but I dey reason like old man wey don reach eighty years.
    As the small hawking business wey I dey do dey grow, my mama dey happy. She even talk say I get better luck for business. I no dey make plenty money but I dey consistent.
    One day as I enter market. My mama don already tell me make I try sell all my market so that she go add the money with her to go use buy more market for sell.
    That day, I come enter market and within few hours I don almost sell finish.
    Na one youth corper buy the last groundnut for my hand. As she buy the ground nut finish she come give me big money. as I wan find change for her, the corper come say make I no worry for change. Make I take the money.
    “heyyy…aunty…aaah. Aunty na God go bless. Thank you oo.
    Na so I take greet that corper. I happy well well. I dey save money wey people dey dash me. if I give my mama her own money I go save the one wey people dash me so that I go use am pay for small space for the main market were I fit stay dey sell my market.
    I tell you say I dey reason like old man. But sometime as I dey save the money na so my brothers wey wan buy book or sandals go come meet me and I go give them some of the money to go buy the thing wey dey wan buy. I no dey like make dem dey worry my mama every time for money.
    As I no go school, I wan make all of them go school and become better person for this life.
    After the corper go, I come carry my empty tray they go house. I want rush go house go give my mama the money wey I don sell so that she fit add go market.
    As I dey waka dey go na so one strong better food smell enter my nose.
    I come trace the correct aroma come see say na one big restaurant dey around for there.
    I stand, na so i carry my nose they chop the food. The aroma strong. I no even know if I should go front or back.
    Na so I come dey reason maybe I should just enter inside the restaurant chop only once comot, I no go near the restaurant again. But I come reason the money wey dey my pocket.
    My only gain for the market wey I sell na only two hundred naira. I no fit touch my mama money.
    I confuse as I stand they reason my life. If I comot the two hundred naira chop e go mean say I no go fit save the money.
    I come dey swallow spit, as the matter tire me I come take another step close to the restaurant.
    One mind say make I go use my two hundred chop another mind talk say make I dey go house.
    As I move close I come see plenty people dey chop for their.
    I enter inside come use my eyes they look all the plate of food. I see one better ogbono soup wey go havard. The soup set dye.
    I swallow another spit. One mind still dey tell me make I dey go house and another dey tell me make I sit down chop better.
    I know even know wetin I go do now because na mind battle I dey so but my eyes still dey look that correct ogbono soup wey one man dey chop for the restaurant.
    Wetin I fit do now?

    tbc
  • story : The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 6

    story : The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 6

    THE NIGERIAN GRADUATE

    The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 6

    ☆☆☆☆

    ”This is our new house, baby. I don’t like your house, it’s too exposed, I want privacy.” I stood rooted to the spot, it was my dream house.

    “Are you going to stand there?” Shina asked. I moved closer to him and hugged him.

    “I love you” I said sincerely, he was my first love, it was the first time I was loving a man with all my heart. I loved him not only because he was rich, but also he was truthful,sincere and caring. Shina and I never had s-x even though we had been together for a month. He was a perfect gentleman. We were a perfect couple. We packed into our new house the following my friend’s wish. I called Fiwa that morning to inform her about our relocation.

    “I’m happy for you, Riri” she said over the phone.

    “Thanks, girlfriend. I can’t believe God is changing my fate.!”

    “Riri, must you relocate into the new house with him,I’m skeptical about everything. It’s too early.”

    “We’re getting married soon, Fiwa.”

    “I understand but I’ve you forgotten this man is having issues with his parents, do you think this is gonna end well”

    “We met with his mum recently and she accepted me.”

    “But you lied to her,Riri!”

    “Will I tell her my parents are illiterates? Fiwa, you’re the only friend I have, I’m just a victim of bad circumstances. My parents are poor and I’m jobless. If not for this guy, would I be a certified makeup artist? I found love! I found him!” I poured out.

    “Riri, I understand you quite well but I don’t want you to relocate completely with him. Just pick a few things and don’t let your neighbors know about it” she warned before she ended the call. I wanted to follow her advice but Shina told me to pack all my load and drop the key for the caretaker.

    That night while we were ready to sleep, Shina asked me if I had any secrets I was keeping which I denied vehemently. We made love that night and I could see through his eyes that he was disappointed but I didn’t know why.
    His actions and reactions the next day was cold towards me, he refused to eat breakfast before he went out. I went to see Fiwa the following afternoon after a makeup session and told her about Shina’s new behavior.

    “Riri, please, tell Shina about your past life. Why not come out clean” she advised.

    “Fiwa, I’m confused. I’d lied but I can’t afford to loose Shina. I love him and I don’t see a future without him”
    I poured out. I was confused.

    “You can’t have a happy home being a liar. He will soon be aware of your lies. Stop being fake!!!”

    “Do you want me to loose him”

    “Just tell him about your past life and I’m sure he will forgive u.”

    “Fiwa, here is a man who broke his engagement because a woman confessed of having 2 abortions in his absence. Fiwa, I had 6 abortions” I said amidst cries.

    “I’m confused.you ruined it all from the beginning” I went home shattered that day. I was not happy and I started living in fear. I knew sooner or later, my secrets would be exposed. Shina stopped making love to me but he continued loving me. In a few week, I forgot my dilemma and it happened!
    I was in the kitchen preparing lunch when I heard a knock… I was lazy to go check who was at the door so I pretended not to hear since Shina was in the bedroom. I continued with my work, when i heard Shina’ s footsteps and the door cracking. It was a familiar female voice, I listen carefully as they exchange pleasantry and decided to clear my doubt about whose voice it was, and seeing Dommy in my house that afternoon melt my heart. Who is Dommy?

    I labelled her “dummy” because she was my diehard enemy, she hated me right from our days in Saint Louis Grammar School, Ikere Ekiti. I was a neat,pompous girl back then and all my school mates back then were jealous of me because every time we had the privilege to go outside our school gates,
    all “Anco” boys (Saint Louis Grammar School is a girls’ school while Annunciation*anco* is our male *version*) rushed me like houseflies. Everyone was jealous of me including Dummy. She crushed on Fife, Anco headboy while we were in SS3, but I ended up dating him.
    This made her hate me. When we met in UNILAG, She was Amber Rose’s friend, which worsen her hatred for me. Amber Rose told her about my fake lifestyle and she labelled me “fake Rihanna Alakada”. What was she doing I’m my house, our house? I thought. She focused her gaze towards me immediately I came into the living room.

    ” oh my! Riri!!!”She screamed and hugged me. I was confused, she was my sworn enemy and her warm treatment gave me goosebumps.

    “What are you doing here? Do you work with Shina?” She asked smiling.
    “She is my wife, my fiancé” Shina responded before I could say anything. I looked into Dummy’s eyes and she looked into mine, I could see she was heartbroken,surprised and frightened. We exchanged gaze for few seconds before she announced her departure.

    “I think I’ve to be on my way” she said as she picked her bag that was lying on the couch.

    “Lunch is almost ready” I said, I did not know when those words came out of my mouth and it sounded like “poison is ready”

    “I can’t wait, dear. Maybe some other time. See ya, Shina. Kisses” she blew us kiss as she left hurriedly.

    “What’s happening, darling.” I asked worriedly. Was she Shina’s ex fiancée? If she was, then I’m in trouble. Shina snubbed me and sat on the couch.

    “Is food ready?” He asked as he retired into the couch looking tired. We ate lunch in total silence that afternoon. No one was speaking to another, I guessed we were both lost in our thoughts.

    I visited Fiwa the following day and explained everything that happened to her. She was worried about me, and my past lifestyle.

    “Aderin, I’ll advise you to open up and let your fiancée knows about your past life. You know Dommy! She is dangerous.” She advised.

    “It would be better Shina hears from the horse mouth than from a third party. Aderin, open up!” I was weeping already, how could I look into Shina’s eyes and tell him I had six abortions, how would I tell his mum my mother was an illiterate! Life was so unfair to me and I wished death could take my soul. The thought of losing Shina made my dreams shattered, he was my love, my dream and I could feel no future without him.

    Fiwa was consoling me as I was sobbing when Dummy entered. I was shocked! The look on her face was scary, she came in with her hands akimbo, she stepped aside as someone else came in. I meant someone from my past!!

    Who came in? Who is Shina’s ex fiancée?

    tbc

  • story : The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 5

    story : The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 5

    THE NIGERIAN GRADUATE

    The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 5

    ”Look here, Mama Susan, I don’t owe you an explanation” I said
    “Riri, can I come and make your hair for you?” Onome said, lest I forget, Onome was a talented hairdresser, she didn’t learn it but could make all types of hair, people were always begging her to make their hair but Onome preferred servicing men and women to making hair, the only few women Onome made hair for were her l£sb!an partners.I really wanted her to make my hair but I did not want any closer relationship with her.
    “No, thanks” I replied bluntly and entered my room. I waited till evening and Shina was not back yet, so I believed he would not come that day. I got dressed and went to Fiwasaye’s shop, I explained everything to her and she adviced I thread with Shina carefully.
    “I’m always skeptical about all this guys, be careful”
    “I will”
    “Derin, please stop living this double lifestyle. Can’t you do without lies? What if this guy decided to marry you and meet your parents?”
    “My parents?” I cut in. “I’m renting parents o, do you want my parents especially my mum to embarrass me like the last time?”
    “Your parents are your parents, Ade. We’re from Ilawe Ekiti, and have you forgotten what your parents went through to send you to school. Oh! You’ve forgotten you are the only graduate in your family?”
    “Fiwa, why are they illiterates? Why are they poor?”
    I barked at her.
    “Ade, your parents are richer than mine yet I love them, your mother saw me the last time I went home and complained you neither call them nor pick their calls, you don’t go to Ilawe. Ade, treat your parents right, they suffered too much for you” 
    “How am I suppose to treat them? I’m broke,I’m jobless. Aren’t you the one who fed me earlier? I don’t have a dime with me”
    “What if their spirits are fighting you, you don’t treat them right, you’re not proud having them as your parents, why? Are they disabled? Your mum gave birth to you, your dad fathered you”
    “I will go and see them next weekend, is that all?”
    “No, that’s not. Stop living a fake life and get a life!”
    “How do you mean, fiwa?” I eyed her
    “Rinsola, there are lots of guys out there who are ready to help you, your pride and lies are chasing them off” she advised.
    “Okay” I said and just then, my phone rang, it was Shina.
    “Hello” I said immediately I picked his call
    “Where are you, Riri? I’m outside the gate.” I sprang up.
    “I came to see a friend, I’m on my way.”
    “Just give me the direction and I’ll come and pick you.” I gave him the address and ended the call.
    “Who was that?” Fiwa asked
    “Shina”
    “Is he coming here” She asked smiling
    “Oh yeah” I said feeling happy
    “I’ll get to know your Princecharming” We gisted for some minutes before I received a call from Shina that he was closed by. I went outside and recognised his G-wagon immediately. Deep down, I was happy Fiwasaye would be surprised to see how rich Shina was. I waved at him and he stopped right in front of Fiwa’s shop. He alighted and followed me into her shop where I introduced them to each other.
    “Thanks for taking care of my woman.”
    “My pleasure, Mr. Shina. I hope you’re not going to break my friend’s fragile heart?” She responded jokingly.
    “Obviously not” They chatted for some minutes before we left her shop.
    On getting to my house, everyone was marvelled when they saw us alighted from the vehicle.
    “Oga, wetin you carry come na” Mama Susan asked. Shina handed over some naira notes to her and we went inside. I heard Mama Susan and others arguing who should take the greater share.
    “I’m sorry I was late” he apologized.
    “Its nothing”
    “Mum wanted me to come back home, I told her about you already and she’s ready to meet you”
    “Shina!” I was surprised.
    “Riri,I know you like me” he winked. I later agreed to his proposal that night and we started dating officially.
    We chatted like a long time couples and slept late that night.
    The following morning being a Saturday was less hectic, we were indoors in the morning and went to the market to get foodstuffs and soup ingredients, Shina bought them in bulk, we got back home, cooked,ate and when it was time to sleep, Shina asked me what I intended doing since I was jobless
    “I pray I get an appointment in any of these banks o”
    “I hate white collar jobs for my woman,Riri. As my wife, I preferred you venture into business or learn a skill.”
    “I love your makeups, Riri. Are you an artist?”
    “No, I do my things my lil way” I answered covering my face.
    “Do you know any of the makeup artist in town?”
    “MerryGold is Fiwa’s customer.”
    “Do you have her number?”
    “No but Fiwa should have it”
    “Do you know her studio?”
    “Yes”
    “We’ll go see her on Monday”
    “Why?” I asked.
    “I’ll enroll you”
    I was enrolled into MerryGold makeup school on Monday, that week went smoothly and I hailed respect from my boss, my colleagues and neighbours. I grew wings, I was no longer eating at Mama Sikira buka and after work, I would visit Fiwa at her place, I lied to my neighbours I retired my banking job because my fiancee was against it. Few weeks later, I was at Fiwa’s shop when Bola came in.
    “Hello girls” she greeted
    “Amber Rose!” We hailed her. Bola was Fiwa’s hostel mate while we were in school. We were not close because she always try to intimidate me, she was one of the people who doubt my “self-acclaimed rich babe” lifestyle. She was the CEO and managing director of the ” runs girl club”while we were in school. Even though, she was from a rich home and had a fiancée abroad, she was a bad gang, she drove the latest car, wore the latest wig and designer clothes. Even though I was proud, she was the pride herself. She nicknamed herself Amber Rose because of her killershape and tinted low cut, she was truly Amber Rose. Even though we learnt she had a botox surgery to get her killershape but she was pretty, she smelt rich and the way she carried herself, I was always afraid to visit Fiwa anytime she was around. Fiwa was no saint too, she followed her for the “runs” job anytime she needed money. My pride could not allow me to go with them, I did my thing my way, I was a one-man mopol, even though we met at hotels few times but we would pretend as if we never met not until one day an Alhaji invited me for two sums and Amber Rose was my partner, we were both shocked and even though we did our thing that day, Amber Rose knew I was living a fake life and reported me to Fiwa after she warned me to stop tagging myself as a good girl.
    “Hey babes!” She said as she sat down on the chair opposite us.
    “You decided to check me today?” Fiwa said frowning.
    “I came for my p@anties” she replied smiling
    “I said it, but why don’t you call me to deliver them instead of coming here, Biggest babe”
    “I ordered for some Christian Louboutin shoes for myself and my fiancée”
    “Is he in town”
    “Yea, that’s why i wanted those Sexy Victoria’s secret lingeries” she said tapping her hands.
    “Iyawo iyawo, can wait to buy asoebi”
    “Abi o” she laughed. “We’re getting married very soon and I’ll be relocating abroad to be with my husband.”She said flashing her engagement ring
    “I am happy for you, my dear” I said.
    “Everyone is getting married, why am I the only single one here.”
    “Who else is getting married.”
    “Riri! She’s relocating to the states too”
    “Riri, is that true?” She asked looking surprised
    “Don’t mind her o” I responded feeling uncomfortable.
    “I said it, you! The greatest alakada! Relocating to the states?” She said smiling, everywhere was silent.
    “I know her fiancée, Bola. More so, Riri is a changed person”
    “Whatever! Get me my package and let me go” she said sounding pissed. Fiwa handed her a pink polythene bag with the inscription “Victoria’s Secret”.
    ” How much is my bill?”
    “45k”
    “I’ll do the transfer when I get home.” She said and left.
    “Why she dey vex” Fiwa directed her gaze towards me after Amber Rose left.
    “No be una friend she be”
    “She think say na only her fit marry Americana?” She said and hissed.
    “Bad Belle” I added. Shina came later to pick me , he took me to a detached duplex in Bashiri.
    “Where is this, Shina?” She asked.
    tbc
  • story : The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 4

    story : The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 4

    THE NIGERIAN GRADUATE

    The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 4

    “Shina, are you up already?”
    “Yes Honey. I’m going home right now,something came up” he said adjusting his wristwatch.
    “To do what” I sprang up, deepdown, I love his company and I wanted to be with him more especially because of food.
    “Mum needs me, I’ll be back in a jiffy” he pecked me n left my room.
    I slept a little more and decided to do some chores, I swept the room and on unlocking my door, I heard doors cracking and people coming out, I opened the door and the first person who greeted me was Sheyi.
    Sheyi was my next door neighbour, he was so fake that even his hairstyle was fake, he also was a perfect ‘runsboy’who makes money from servicing old women, dear readers, Sheyi was a liar, serial cheat, womanbeater, imposter and a ‘yahooyahoo’ he afforded a tainted black Toyota ‘pencillight’ Camry and to him, it was a baby, the car was his wife. He was a university dropout but lied to everyone that he was a masters student in EKSU. I did not believed him, he knew I knew he knew I never believed him, he could boast for Europe. He tried to avoid me always especially the day I caught him with our co-tenant’s wife and also our Almighty Onome, he hated me and was always doubting my lifestyle.
    For the first time in 2015, he greeted me’
    “Riri, morning to you” he approached smiling, I noticed almost everyone in the house was around that Friday morning and I knew their reason: APROKOS.
    “Morning, Sheyi” 
    “I fetched those two jerrycans for you when water came” I was surprised, everyone murmured. One thing about Sheyi, he would not do anything for you for free and if he did, you’re going to pay in a way you never expected.
    A case study was when Mr. Onabisi, a former neighbour traveled to Onitsha and on his arrival, Sheyi went to pick him from the park, it was later when Mr. Onabisi sent his wife packing and later packed out of the house that we knew Sheyi was smashing Mrs. Onabisi and the day he went to pick the husband, they strafed.
    Immediately, I knew he was up to something but trust me,I was smarter. “Thanks” I said
    “You are welcome.” He said grinning,”more so, I want to see you later.” He said and left.
    “Aunty Riri, how’s your visitor” it was Mama Susan who asked.
    “Which one” I asked. By now, all my neighbours were either leaning on the railings or standing by their doorpost and little who were matured were peeping through their windows.
    Mama Susan was our street back bitter, she was married to Baba Susan, an Hausa man who was a ‘mekanika ejiniarin”(mechanical engineer) like his wife would say. She was a fullhouse wife and it gave her all the time needed to pokenose into others affairs. She could open her mouth and say anything to anyone at anytime. There was an instance which happened few months back when Onome was strafing ‘Magic fingers’, another internet fraudster in my street and one Mr. Hammed, a banker, Magic fingers had a girlfriend who was schooling in EKSU who was a living-in girlfriend while Mr. Hammed was married, Mama Susan told Magic finger’s girlfriend Onome’s escapades when they were both making hair at a salon down the street, what actually happened was that, Onome was close to Caro, Magic finger’s girlfriend and took her as her street sister,so Caro was at the salon making hair when Onome walked in, greeted her and left, that was when mama Susan opened the can of worms, how magic fingers would sneaked into our compound, how Onome was visiting him while Caro was in school and how they would go to an hotel and straffed in his car. Caro, being a crazy Ado babe left the Salon without finishing her hair and went to ask Magic fingers if they were all true, he denied it but Caro had plans already, she offered to pay Mama Susan a substantial amount to track them down and call her anytime they were together, Mama Susan declined the money and promised to help her for free.
    The d-day came and it was on a Saturday evening, Magic fingers came into our compound under the guise of coming to seeSheyi but later sneaked into Onome’s room, trust Mama Susan, she called Caro immediately and it happened….
    ….
    I was sitting on the long bench outside my room that fateful night when Caro came, at first, I thought Magic fingers was in Sheyi’s not until Caro passed Sheyi door and knocked at Onome’s door, she knocked softly that no one could smell the danger lurking around until Sheyi came outside his room.
    “Babe, how far?” He said grinning”Magic fingers no dey here na” he said smiling sheepishly.
    “Do I tell you I’m looking for Magic fingers, e don’t dey house na, I wan borrow comb from Onome”
    “Okay” Sheyi said and knocked. “Onome, come out o, na me” it was later we knew Sheyi knew Caro’s plan but decided to watch free match between Onome’ Pacquiao’ and Caro eyan mayweather.. He was seeing Onome and was jealous magic fingers enjoyed Onome more than him. Onome opened the door and before she could look up, Caro dragged her out letting her towel fell and believe me, she was stark naked, Mama Susan handed a readily prepared water and garri to Caro who bathed with it, they fought and Onome who was already naked tore Caro’s top revealing some fresh flesh, the fight was so interesting that everybody in the street including the Okada riders were all watching free p–n movie. Even though, most of them had tasted Onome, Caro’s visible upper body was the center of attraction. Caro sighted Magic fingers who was almost escaping and they started another round of argument, Magic fingers exposed his girlfriend claiming he was not in love with her again because after spending his money onher, she still drew s-x timetable for him and Onome, the animashaun was there to service him. They argued and fought for over 45minutes when we heard a shout…
    Onome ran outside in paining shouting on the top of her voice, she was followed by a man who was in boxers who ran speedily out of our compound , everyone was confused and lost, even Caro and Magic fingers had to step outside for the new episode of the seasonal movie.
    A womancame out of Onome’s room with a bucket half filled with pepper, to cut the story short, when onome saw that Magic fingers and Caro were arguing and fighting, everyone was engrossed that no one knew when Mr. Hammed, the banker entered into her room, Mama Susan on seeing her rushed to call Mrs. Hammed who hurriedly brought along a bucket of pepper anddud justice to Onome and her husband. No one knew when Caro and magic fingers left our compound and the next morning, they were together, Magic fingers drove Caro to school, I SMH,
    Dear readers, would you be in a relationship suffering domestic violence? What’s your take on this before I move on
    tbc

  • story :The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 3

    story :The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 3

    THE NIGERIAN GRADUATE

    The Nigerian Graduate – Episode 3

    It was Onome! Let me tell me a lil about Onome. Onome was a professional, dirty and shameless prostitute. She goes after everything under pants.. When I say pants, I mean PANTS. p@anties ranging from boxers to pants. She was bisexual that is she does both males and females. It was through Onome that I knew it was through that Edo women loves pricks.
    She dated our landlord,our house agent,co-tenants and street guys. She cared less if you were married or single.

    She would date both husbands and wives and some even hired her for 2-3sums. She was a w—e! But one thing about her, I was a thorn in her flesh. She never believed I was what I said I was, she would stalk me just to know my true identity but trust me, I was smarter.

    My makeups customers was hers, so was my “benddown select” customer.

    Onome was discussing with Shina who was sitting on a stool and surrounded by my neighbours.

    “I’ve met you somewhere” she was talking to Shina in a tone I’ve never seen her used on a guy.

    “I? Where was that?”

    “I don’t know, where are you staying”

    “I’ve been in this town.”

    “Oh… Maybe in Prosperous”

    “I’ve never been there”” I’m new in this area”

    “Oh really, where were you staying before. Maybe it was from there we met.”

    “Been in the states but was in Lagos earlier” This drew the attention I needed, my neighbours marvelled upon hearing Shina was from the states. I felt highlighted and earned more respect… Atleast as a banker dating a Londoner. I withdrew Shina from the crowd and took him in.

    “You’ve got a nice apartment” he commented searching through my room.

    “Thanks”

    “Your neighbours are fun to be with especially the fair lady”

    “Be careful of her. She’s dangerous.”

    “Someone here is jealous.” He rolled his eyes blushing.

    “About who and how?”

    “You better tell me the truth. You’re falling already…”

    “What can I offer you…” That was my greatest mistake, why would I ask such question when I had nothing at home, not even sachet water. I blamed myself for trying to change the topic.

    “Anything would do.”

    “But… But… I’ve nothing at home right now. Just planning to get some tomorrow.”

    “Is there any fast food close by?”
    “Captain cook is at Fayose.”

    “Let’s go there.” Before I could say jack Robinson,he was up dragging me out.

    “Do you want me to go out this way?” I asked immediately we got into the car.I was wearing a bumshot and croptop.

    “I love my woman looking hot and sexy.”

    “But this is Ado not Lag or wherever.”

    “I care less.”He ignited and off we went. I was reminiscing on the ” my woman” thingy.

    We got some food and Suya and ate, I wanted to ask if his car was the same I saw yesterday when his phone rang

    “Hello”

    “Get the f–k off, I ain’t coming home till u guys r in d right senses.”

    “You don’t command me like some kids, I’m a grown up, man”

    “I ain’t in no hotels, I’m with my woman” I was alarmed.

    “Believe me, you ain’t seeing me till I return to the states.”

    “Get the f–k of my phone” he said and hung up.

    “Who was that?” I asked silently.

    “My mum” he replied burning with fury.

    “You mean you’re addressing your mum like that?”

    “Riri, I was the one you saw in the afternoon” he caught me off guard. I never knew he was reading my mind.

    “How? Why didn’t you talk to me then?”

    “I was with that witch.”he was now on his feet angrier than ever.

    ” Your mum?”

    “Aderin, marry me.” He stressed these word looking so pale. I didn’t believed my ears,we’d seen for the second time and Londoner was talking about marriage. It sounded like “Aderin, maga me” rather than marry me.

    “What are you talking about?” I asked trying to conceal the confusion written all over my face.

    “Riri, when I met you, I felt this kinda chemistry you feel while in love. You see, I’m 31 and unmarried, I’m in Nigeria to get a wife but my parents ain’t helping me.”

    “How?”

    “Marry me, we’re getting married before next month ends and going back to the states in two months.”

    “Is that a command?”

    “No, I’m being straight. I can’t stoop to the level of wooing a woman. We’re adults, matured adults”” I am going to take care of you. I wanna use you to get back to my parents”

    “Your parents? How?

    ” Riri, I knew you saw the lady in my car! She was the hoe my parents want for me. How could they expect me to marry a lady all because we promised to love and marry each other while we were young…
    Accepted I deflowered her and she aborted my baby but she is a w—e! She was going after all men in UNILAG while I was away and had several other abortions.” He was now shouting so Loud that I feared my neighbours were eavesdropping.

    “Yeah, I loved her but I love her no more. Riri, it’s you I want”” you’re so decent and promising.” His last comment was a lie. I knew I was not decent, I was a corporate prostitute in UNILAG too. I was still into “ashewo business till that moment even if it was codedly

    I was confused, even though I had started developing feeling for Shina, I was never ready for some kind of poo.

    “Shina, let us take things easy”

    “This is me, and here is you, I’m 31 for Petes’ sake, do you expect me to start begging and wooing you like a kid?” He lied on the bed in anger and soaked under the duvet, I mean blanket.
    I was up for a moment thinking if my life.
    I was a blunt broke liar and my lying game took me nowhere. You have to lie to cover a lie. I’d leaving a fake like since my uni days and it never paid me. I’d lose a reasonable amount of good suitors because I could not afford to take them to my parent after bragging about being a rich kid. A good example was Victor, Victor was an IB boy, he was a rich coded yahoo guy and believed I was a banker, after gaining a substantial amount from his yahoo plus business, he decided to open an account with access bank where he believed I was working, I was able to cover up till when I couldn’t and he knew I was never working in Access bank… I tried to cover up and that was when he asked to meet my parents, that was where kasala busted and I could not get a tangible lie to tell, I opened up and told him about my real parents, he broke up with me immediately but his words hurt more, he said he was dating me because he thought I was from a rich home and. Could not stoop too low dating the daughter of a village illiterates. He went ahead and got married to a lady close to my house. I made up my mind right then never to open up who my real parents were to any man. After all, I could rent parents.

    “Do you have to think about it this much?” I heard Shina said as he pushed up into the sitting position. It sounded more like “do you have to think about being f—-d this much?”. He drew me so close that I was afraid he would swallow me.

    ” I love you, Riri”

    “I want you to carry my babies” “not someone who had over three known abortions” Truth being told, I had six abortions before I met Shina, I knew instantly I was not the best for him.

    “Shina, let us take things slow. I understand how you’re feeling but we shouldn’t rush” I said as I withdrew myself from him.

    “Okay. I’ll give you from now till tomorrow”

    “That is better” before I could blink, Shina had kissed me, and right on that spot, my body and soul was vibrating, I felt a chemistry which I’ve never felt for a guy in ages. He noticed my strange feelings and stopped.

    “I’m sorry, Riri. I never meant to go far.” He begged with an embarrassment look.

    “I understand..” I said laying in the bed.

    “Goodnight, my woman” he said as he la!d down facing the opposite direction. I relaxed so well thinking about the kiss and Shina. I felt strange, I was scared of s-x for the first time in my life.

    I was afraid Shina was going to wake me up in the middle of the night and forced me to s-x. He was not sleeping neither, he kept tossing around till I feltasleep around 2am . I dreamt about getting married to Shina in a big way, and guess what, my parents came in the middle of the reception. I fainted on seeing them and Shina was shooking me trying to wake me up

    “My woman, wake up” I opened my eyes just to see myself in bed and Shina standing over me fully dressed. I was disappointed, I wanted to go back and sleep, I love my dream…

    tbc

  • EDGE OF A KNIFE – Episode20

    EDGE OF A KNIFE – Episode20

    EDGE OF A KNIFE
    Edge Of A Knife – Episode20
    Theme: Cold War

    ©Cal Empéror

    It is a very popular adage in the Pidgin content of English that If you are inquisitive to learn you will hardly make mistakes. The dilemma which kemi was faced with didn’t give her the chance to find the root of all that’s happened, she held on to it in her heart that Joshua was the one behind her father’s death, Just as Oscar had brainwashed her, she was susceptible to all his suggestion, because of her quest for vengeance. She led a solo life, apart from having two confra guys as lovers, she was definitely an introvert, she wasn’t boring either like most introverts, but she does not like to keep friends, if she had, maybe one of them would have suggested to her for her to hear from the horses mouth.


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    I was surfing a site that evening, when kemi call came in, she wanted to know where I was, and I told her I was at the mansion, she told me she was missing me, and wanted us to hangout in her apartment tomorrow, I had offered for her to come over to the mansion, but she declined and I gave in promising to show up the next day. Our war with the Fox was now on a very lowkey, after the massive blow we dealt to the Fox, Just like every confra clash, there was no more Clashes, activities in school came back to normal, I knew the Fox were cooking something, so I never stayed off guard, I attended kemi’s father’s funeral, she had called me one evening to tell me that her father was killed by unknown gunmen, I was surprised, I tried my best in the consolation feat, and told her soothing words, during this period our love affair blossomed, I kept on loving her as the minutes passed by, just the same way she did me, every hour saw us on sweet phone session, I made her totally forgot about her father’s death, till the funeral day, she throwed herself to the ground in hot tear, she was a bit off, with me, she acted strange like she was mad at me, I only reasoned it as the toll her oldman’s death was taking on her. The next day after class, oh are you surprised? Well that was my first day in class after the war, the moment I showed up in class, every activity stop, just like the time freezes, everyone stopped what they were doing to watch me as I walk up to my seat, I could tell what was on their mind, it was that they were scared at my presence, and also scared that there might also be another attack that will make them start jumping out of the windows and any other available exit in the class, well I didn’t send anybody, they continued what they were doing before I came in not without making lewd comments, which I didn’t bother about, Then the Professor was not around, so I brought out my ear phone to listen to music, My favorite was playing It was.

    Reekado Bankz – Rora
    As the music played on, It got to my favorite part And I sang along-


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    Eledumare
    Give you face
    In addition to bum-bum…..
    I nor go lie your body
    gbes-wonilati-ton-ton…..
    Just after the class I got a call from Nelson, he was coming back to school that evening, good riddance!!! I was glad my buddy will be back soon. When I got to the mansion I told potoki I was off to see someone, he said I should be safe, and I left.

    When I got to kemi’s apartment, I gave a timid knock on her door, she came to open it for me, she too was just coming back from Lectures, Immediately I stepped my feet into the room, she was all over me, I could tell the love has taken over her head, this girl was mine f–k who ever her other boyfriend is he, I thought to myself we discussed at length talking about different things inclyding her father’s burial, the war at school, she admonish me to stay safe, soon she placed her legs on my laps and started using her big toe to draw circles on my lap, the thing was having it’s effect on me the testosterone needed no one to tell them what to do, the caused a blood rush that made my d*ck rock hard, trying to force itself off my fly she looked at me sexily, she notice how rock hard I was, and she came up to me, straddles my waist, and we engaged in a kiss session she fondle my fair skin, and hump on my d*ck, while I fondle her boobs through her cloth, we did had fun, after some time, she laid s——-d on my waist like she was giving cowgirl, while I laid flat on the sofa. And she spoke up.

    Kemi: You know baby, I love you so much, and I really don’t want anything to happen to you, why don’t we run away from this school to somewhere safe abroad, because I fear with the rate at which these cult groups The Fox, the Creeds, I fear that one day you might get killed, you know after my dad you are the only one have got. She said stating her fears.

    Me: No babe not now running away now will seem like the display of cowardice to our enemies, I said

    Kemi: Please don’t Die josh let’s run, away now that the air is clear.

    Me: Fine bae, we live after the war ends, I must make sure I watch the end of the fox, they have done more hard to us, it’s our turn to finish them off once and for all.

    Kemi: You sound so sure that you will survive this, she said moodily.

    Me: Yes babe, the creed’s got the master plan, taking out the Fox won’t be a problem, we are just waiting for the right time to strike.

    Kemi: Oh I see babe, but I insist we leave.

    Me: Common bae I Just told you we have a plan, and once it works out it means the end of the Foxes, then I can follow you to anywhere you want to in the world.

    Kemi: Mind Sharing, she asked with some enthusiasm which I noticed.

    Me: no not at all baby, but you have to tell me why you said I was all you’ve got after your father, I thought you said you had another guy who was a student in another school. I asked inquisitively

    Kemi: Yes bae I do, but the Fool broke up with me, weeks ago, for a very unclear reason, before my daddy’s death, so when the news of Daddy came to me too, I was so heart broken.

    Me: Oh dear, it fine, you will be alright now you’ve got me, I said to her assuringly and she clung to me all smile

    Kemi: Awwn sweet boy she said. We discussed some more, and I told her some of the plans the creeds were making towards bring down the Fox, They were supposed to be a secret, but I felt it was safe with her.

    Hehehe Josh ya playing under the Edge of a knife.


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  • EMPIRE – Chapter Seventeen

    EMPIRE – Chapter Seventeen

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