He wasn't called Chief for nothing. He understood the laws of power. He couldn't afford to be weak. The scar on his left side was a constant reminder that only the strong deserved to live.
As Motunrayo served him his dinner, he thought it had been a while she warmed his bed. Aduke was beginning to get used to having him to herself; he had to let them know he was in charge again. That silly boy, Gbenro, had the effontery to challenge him! That reminded him that the silly boy, Kunle, should have been finished by now.
As he brought out his phone to call Striker, Striker's call came in.
"Oga, it is done!"
"Well done, my boy. I'll pay in the balance"
"Thank you sir"
He quickly ended the call and tapped Motunrayo's buttocks. Yes, he had to have another dose tonight.
Motunrayo smiled sweetly as she served her dad. She was very nervous but she managed to look cool. Yes, it was time to start exacting her revenge...
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Striker was too stunned for words. He definitely had to try to play pool tonight; it was his lucky night. Imagine getting paid for doing nothing.
He had thought he saw Gbenro driving out of the parking lot of Kunle's hotel but he really couldn't tell. Kunle had passed out by the time he saw him. All he had to do was snuff out what was left of his life with a pillow. He was earning 20 million Naira for that? Well...
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Wole wished they had moved on already! Yeside was really acting like he committed the worst crime in the world. Yes, he had neglected her but it wasn't like he cheated or abused her. She was being melodramatic!
Aunty Mope had suddenly reached out to him. He couldn't put words to how he felt. He felt connected to his roots. She had actually asked for financial assistance for her son's - his cousin - school fees. How could he say no? His aunty was talking to him again. He needed to share this with Yeside but she seemed to be stuck in yesterday. He had already told her he was sorry for ever treating her so shabbily. He had cried and begged and she just sat there stiff, saying nothing...He was ready to be her man again but she seemed to have turned to a pillar of salt...
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Yeside knew she was being cold. Wole had been trying to reach out to her since they returned home from her parents' place but she couldn't seem to get past the hurts and pains of yesterdays gone. Every time he reached out to touch her, all she could think of were the nights when she cried her heart out, begging him to love her. When she managed to get that out of her mind, thoughts of Barrister Ikedia touching her in forbidden places filled her heart. How she be married to one man and be fantasizing about another?
She got up and went into the bathroom to brush her teeth and take her night bath. It was time to take her future into her hands...
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Aduke couldn't sleep. How did she end up like this? She could hear Chief pounding away at Motunrayo. What kind of mother did that to her own daughter? Why couldn't she grow a backbone, stand up to Chief, take her daughter and end the marriage?
Because she was NOTHING without Chief...An uneducated, poor NOTHING. But as Chief's wife, she was accorded more honor and respect from all quarters than she could ever imagine. Even her mother, who had told her that she was a NOBODY apologized on her deathbed. She had Chief to thank for that. She would just have to learn to see and hear no evil, though Motunrayo was becoming hard to control these days...Now that they were sharing the same man...
She went downstairs to fix herself a drink and watch some TV. As she watched the drama, a sinister plan began to form in her head. She smiled, switched off the TV and continued to sketch out the details. Soon...
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Justice Anjola woke her husband up. She had an urge to pray NOW! She had a dream where Yeside was drowning...She knew they had to pray immediately. She had been feeling that a lot recently. Indeed, Yeside was at a crossroad but she knew that wasn't why the urge was so urgent.
Kunle led the prayers. He was such a gentle and loving husband. Anjola could feel a stirring and longing for him as he prayed. She cautioned herself and focused on the task at hand. She knew that after the prayers, Kunle had to get what a gentle and loving husband deserved.
As he rounded up the prayers, she drew him close to her. She felt lighter. It was so great to follow his spiritual leadership. Right now, she took the lead in the very physical act of loving and he was very happy to follow her lead...
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Wole was lost in his Bible Study. The door opened and there was Yeside, looking all resplendent in her green night gown. He said a quick "Amen" and went to her. Everything in him responded to her. There was nothing wrong with him physically. As she led him in the midnight dance, he knew he didn't want to ever leave her side again. She was definitely the only woman for him.
His phone rang but he didn't even hear it. It was later as he watched his wife sleep that he saw the missed call. He saw a text message as well.
How was he going to start the conversation with Yeside?
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Sunday, 5 July 2015
Sunday, 7 June 2015
Growing Wings Episode 22
Daddy seemed a bit distracted as Yeside got into the house. She felt a mix of exhiliration and guilt and it was making her tired. She had kissed Barrister Ikedia again! And it felt good! Yet there was this niggling feeling like she was betraying her family and values. She felt torn between desire and doing what she was raised to know as right.
"E kule sir", she greeted her dad.
Olamide ran to her and hugged her tightly. She felt the weight of her responsibility towards him and she thought again about the time she spent with Barrister Ikedia. Within a few minutes, he had already found some of her pleasure spots. He was definitely a more considerate and delightful lover than Wole. Still, the guilt was eating at her.
"Kaabo. How are you re?"
Yeside managed a weary smile. "How are you re?" was a private joke between her and Daddy. She had once told him how she considered such mixes between Yoruba and English unforgivable. From that time, he always greeted her with such mixes. "How are you re?" was the one that amused her the most.
"Where's Mummy?"
"Ah, is it the Justice Anjola that you're asking about at this time? Well, she is praying now. She's about to break her fast"
The sudden change in her mum had shocked Yeside and everyone else. Her mum was now so devout, praying and fasting as if she wanted to make up for lost time.
"Welcome darling"
Wole broke into her thoughts as he came around and gave her a hug. That was the most intimate she and Wole had been in about 2 years. She had forgotten how it felt to be in his embrace. Again, she remembered the 15 minutes she spent with Barrister Ikedia.
As he closed the door in his office, she started to tell him how the affair won't work. He hushed her with a kiss and held her hand. She knew she should resist but she couldn't find words. Before she knew it, their hands and mouths were exploring forbidden areas.
At some point, his phone rang but he quickly cut off the call without looking at who was calling. Later on, her reminder came on to remind her of a High Flyer training. Her shirt and bra were already off by this time and she actually contemplated missing the training. A strength came from nowhere and she told him she had to go. He tried to continue but she insisted. He helped her get dressed and continued to kiss different areas as she got dressed, perhaps hoping to weaken her resolve.
"Yeside, did you hear Mummy?", Wole asked her gently
"Sorry, I was lost in thought",
"I was asking what you would like to eat. There is pounded yam, rice and Ikokore"
"Oh, thanks Mum. I'll have some rice ma"
Yeside was trying to get used to all the spoiling and attention. First, Wole hugged her and now her mum was asking her what she wanted to eat? Something really big must be coming. Olamide stuck to her even as Wole sat really close to her. The suspense was building up quickly but she decided to wait for whatever was coming.
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Gbenro stared hard at Motunrayo. He couldn't believe what she was telling him.
Kunle had been blackmailing him as he expected. He had threatened to sell the story to a soft-sell magazine if Gbenro didn't pay up. He could read Kunle like the back of his hand. He had relished telling his father about the issue with Gbenro. Let him deal with it! Afterall, he started the evil cycle.
"How can you be pregnant? Who is responsible? I hope it isn't Daddy o?"
"Brother, I don't know. I sincerely don't know"
Motunrayo was sobbing. She contemplated telling Gbenro about Kunle. He had told her that he knew about the secret. He refused to tell her how he knew but he had demanded sex for his silence. She gave in readily as she didn't think there was much to it. Her father had taken her virginity, what more could Kunle take from her?
She remembered Kunle's laughter when she told him she was pregnant.
"Why are you telling me? Shouldn't you be talking to your father? Isn't it convoluted? He'll both be father and grandfather to your baby. Please leave my house quickly before your curse transfers to me ooo"
The laughter was pure evil!
"Tell me, Motunrayo, what other man have you been with? Have you been sleeping around?"
Something stirred in Motunrayo. Yes, it was indignation! How dare Gbenro take that tone with her? Had he forgotten that she was the sacrificial lamb that atoned for HIS sin?
"What does it matter? Is it not better than being betrayed by everyone you've ever trusted? Can I truly call any of you my family?"
Gbenro tried to calm her down.
"We need to figure out how to deal with this. Definitely, we have to find a discreet abortion clinic and dispose of the foetus. We'll probably need to organize for you to travel out for a few months"
Gbenro went on and on about his plans while Motunrayo made plans of her own. Someone had to pay for the condition that she found herself. Starting from this night...
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Kunle couldn't believe his luck. First, he got his time with Motunrayo and now he was about to get paid.
Gbenro had even ordered drinks before they came. He had demanded cash. Gbenro gave him all the money. He counted about 3 times. He wondered how Gbenro was able to withdraw the 25 million Naira cash inspite of the CBN maximum daily withdrawal limit. He was a multi-millionaire!
As he stood up, he suddenly felt weak. As he slumped, he caught Gbenro's evil grin. The drink!
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Gbenro couldn't believe his luck. The poison had started working so fast. Kunle did not notice when he took the envelope with the money. His plans had fallen into place and he was sure that was the last time he'll hear from Kunle. Let him talk to soft-sell magazines in hell!
"Repent and be converted that times of refreshing may come"
Gbenro looked around to find who spoke to him. There was no one around. He quickly started the car and as he made his way out of the car park, he noticed the pamphlet he had left in the glove compartment a few days ago. His pretty Personal Assistant, Susan, had given it to him and he left it there.
The title was "Times of Refreshing"...
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Yeside was sure she had felt every possible emotion by the time Daddy, Mummy and Wole were done with the story. Martha had taken Olamide with her when they finally started to talk about why they had asked her to come over.
They all took turns telling her the story of how Wole discovered recently that Gbenro had contracted his friend, Kunle, to poison Wole's mind against her because Gbenro never forgave her for breaking their engagement. Her mum also confessed that she did all she could to break the marriage because she didn't feel Wole deserved to be married to her precious daughter. They were all looking at her, expecting her to smile and tell them all was forgiven. Wole was on his knees right in front of her.
The minister Daddy had invited finally spoke.
"This is a lot for anyone to digest. Can we give her some time to process all she has heard? Please let us pray"
As he led them in prayer, she kept going over all they had said. Her prayers had finally been answered. Why was she not overjoyed?
Just as the pastor rounded up the prayers, Wole's phone rang and Yeside received a text message...
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"E kule sir", she greeted her dad.
Olamide ran to her and hugged her tightly. She felt the weight of her responsibility towards him and she thought again about the time she spent with Barrister Ikedia. Within a few minutes, he had already found some of her pleasure spots. He was definitely a more considerate and delightful lover than Wole. Still, the guilt was eating at her.
"Kaabo. How are you re?"
Yeside managed a weary smile. "How are you re?" was a private joke between her and Daddy. She had once told him how she considered such mixes between Yoruba and English unforgivable. From that time, he always greeted her with such mixes. "How are you re?" was the one that amused her the most.
"Where's Mummy?"
"Ah, is it the Justice Anjola that you're asking about at this time? Well, she is praying now. She's about to break her fast"
The sudden change in her mum had shocked Yeside and everyone else. Her mum was now so devout, praying and fasting as if she wanted to make up for lost time.
"Welcome darling"
Wole broke into her thoughts as he came around and gave her a hug. That was the most intimate she and Wole had been in about 2 years. She had forgotten how it felt to be in his embrace. Again, she remembered the 15 minutes she spent with Barrister Ikedia.
As he closed the door in his office, she started to tell him how the affair won't work. He hushed her with a kiss and held her hand. She knew she should resist but she couldn't find words. Before she knew it, their hands and mouths were exploring forbidden areas.
At some point, his phone rang but he quickly cut off the call without looking at who was calling. Later on, her reminder came on to remind her of a High Flyer training. Her shirt and bra were already off by this time and she actually contemplated missing the training. A strength came from nowhere and she told him she had to go. He tried to continue but she insisted. He helped her get dressed and continued to kiss different areas as she got dressed, perhaps hoping to weaken her resolve.
"Yeside, did you hear Mummy?", Wole asked her gently
"Sorry, I was lost in thought",
"I was asking what you would like to eat. There is pounded yam, rice and Ikokore"
"Oh, thanks Mum. I'll have some rice ma"
Yeside was trying to get used to all the spoiling and attention. First, Wole hugged her and now her mum was asking her what she wanted to eat? Something really big must be coming. Olamide stuck to her even as Wole sat really close to her. The suspense was building up quickly but she decided to wait for whatever was coming.
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Gbenro stared hard at Motunrayo. He couldn't believe what she was telling him.
Kunle had been blackmailing him as he expected. He had threatened to sell the story to a soft-sell magazine if Gbenro didn't pay up. He could read Kunle like the back of his hand. He had relished telling his father about the issue with Gbenro. Let him deal with it! Afterall, he started the evil cycle.
"How can you be pregnant? Who is responsible? I hope it isn't Daddy o?"
"Brother, I don't know. I sincerely don't know"
Motunrayo was sobbing. She contemplated telling Gbenro about Kunle. He had told her that he knew about the secret. He refused to tell her how he knew but he had demanded sex for his silence. She gave in readily as she didn't think there was much to it. Her father had taken her virginity, what more could Kunle take from her?
She remembered Kunle's laughter when she told him she was pregnant.
"Why are you telling me? Shouldn't you be talking to your father? Isn't it convoluted? He'll both be father and grandfather to your baby. Please leave my house quickly before your curse transfers to me ooo"
The laughter was pure evil!
"Tell me, Motunrayo, what other man have you been with? Have you been sleeping around?"
Something stirred in Motunrayo. Yes, it was indignation! How dare Gbenro take that tone with her? Had he forgotten that she was the sacrificial lamb that atoned for HIS sin?
"What does it matter? Is it not better than being betrayed by everyone you've ever trusted? Can I truly call any of you my family?"
Gbenro tried to calm her down.
"We need to figure out how to deal with this. Definitely, we have to find a discreet abortion clinic and dispose of the foetus. We'll probably need to organize for you to travel out for a few months"
Gbenro went on and on about his plans while Motunrayo made plans of her own. Someone had to pay for the condition that she found herself. Starting from this night...
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Kunle couldn't believe his luck. First, he got his time with Motunrayo and now he was about to get paid.
Gbenro had even ordered drinks before they came. He had demanded cash. Gbenro gave him all the money. He counted about 3 times. He wondered how Gbenro was able to withdraw the 25 million Naira cash inspite of the CBN maximum daily withdrawal limit. He was a multi-millionaire!
As he stood up, he suddenly felt weak. As he slumped, he caught Gbenro's evil grin. The drink!
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Gbenro couldn't believe his luck. The poison had started working so fast. Kunle did not notice when he took the envelope with the money. His plans had fallen into place and he was sure that was the last time he'll hear from Kunle. Let him talk to soft-sell magazines in hell!
"Repent and be converted that times of refreshing may come"
Gbenro looked around to find who spoke to him. There was no one around. He quickly started the car and as he made his way out of the car park, he noticed the pamphlet he had left in the glove compartment a few days ago. His pretty Personal Assistant, Susan, had given it to him and he left it there.
The title was "Times of Refreshing"...
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Yeside was sure she had felt every possible emotion by the time Daddy, Mummy and Wole were done with the story. Martha had taken Olamide with her when they finally started to talk about why they had asked her to come over.
They all took turns telling her the story of how Wole discovered recently that Gbenro had contracted his friend, Kunle, to poison Wole's mind against her because Gbenro never forgave her for breaking their engagement. Her mum also confessed that she did all she could to break the marriage because she didn't feel Wole deserved to be married to her precious daughter. They were all looking at her, expecting her to smile and tell them all was forgiven. Wole was on his knees right in front of her.
The minister Daddy had invited finally spoke.
"This is a lot for anyone to digest. Can we give her some time to process all she has heard? Please let us pray"
As he led them in prayer, she kept going over all they had said. Her prayers had finally been answered. Why was she not overjoyed?
Just as the pastor rounded up the prayers, Wole's phone rang and Yeside received a text message...
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Sunday, 10 May 2015
Growing Wings Episode 21
Gbenro tried to stop the horrible memories but it was like the breaking of a dam. He knew he couldn't trust Kunle but he couldn't help the breaking forth. Before he could stop himself, he was spilling his guts. He knew Kunle would take advantage of all he was sharing but he was already past caring.
"After Yeside called off the wedding, the Monster summoned me to his evil shrine..."
"Sorry, who is the Monster?", Kunle asked
"The wizard my mother claims fathered me", Gbenro spat out
"Oh, I see"
"The Monster gave me two options. He asked me to choose between being disinherited and watching him rape Motunrayo for three successive nights"
Gbenro broke down in tears. Kunle almost felt sorry for him. He quickly reminded himself that he couldn't go soft now that he was already smelling the money. He'll have to find himself another girl; Motunrayo had too much baggage. Incest! He could still date her and get some money out of the deal but he had to be strategic about this deal.
"Wow! So which one did you choose?"
"I wasn't disinherited so I guess my choice is obvious! I watched my darling sister being deflowered by the ritualist that claims to be my father just to avoid being disinherited. And it's all because of Yeside and Wole. See why I can't forgive them?"
Gbenro broke down in tears. Kunle called the bartender and sorted out the bills. He needed to play this game properly.
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"Thanks for that brilliant presentation"
Barrister Ikedia's clap was the loudest and he was the first to speak up after Yeside's presentation. She had put together the available information on the possibility of a father getting custody of the kids in the event of a divorce. They had a case where the woman was a conniving witch and knew how to use the law to her advantage. Yeside felt sick reading the brief. She knew how to pretend to care about her family in public whereas they were her meal ticket.
She had been avoiding Barrister Ikedia for some time now but she had to make this presentation. She had since decided that having an affair was a silly idea. Having an affair with her boss was definitely analogous to committing suicide. Barrister Ikedia, however, was relentless. She was grateful for the prayer sessions with Mabel. She believed the prayers had helped her from making stupid decisions. She was attracted to Barrister Ikedia, no doubt but everywhere she turned these days, all she heard was "Flee Adultery". Even Mabel had raised a prayer point about God protecting their marriages from the sin of adultery.
She had opened her eyes to check if Mabel was looking at her, judging her, but she was busy praying on. Yeside siged, relieved. If she already felt this guilty when she hadn't actually committed adultery, she would be a nervous wreck if she went further. No, it was a very bad idea.
She thanked Barrister Ikedia and returned to her seat. As she quickly checked her phone, she saw a text message from her dad. She quickly read it.
"Sweetheart, how are you doing? Please stop at our place on your way home. Wole, Olamide and Martha are already here. They brought some of your things. We all really need to talk"
Yeside panicked a bit and tried to chat with her mother. Everyone was acting so strangely.
Barrister Ikedia couldn't take his eyes off Yeside. The things she was doing to him! As she made her presentation, he could feel passion stirring in him. Her brilliance was a huge turn-on for him. He certainly wished they were both single. He wanted her badly. He couldn't get the kiss out of his mind. He knew she was attracted to him because she kissed him back. He wished he didn't pick that call. He should have kept kissing her. Now, common sense had prevailed and she was avoiding him.
He wondered if his wife even noticed that he wasn't present in the marriage anymore. If he could end this marriage, perhaps he could convince Yeside to throw away the loveless sham she called a marriage. The passion in their kiss and the forlorn look in Yeside's eyes told him all he needed to know about her marriage. The life was gone out of it and they were holding on to nothing just like he and Nancy. There was no point staying in miserable contraptions because of a piece of jewelry. She stirred him and he was determined to pursue the passion she stirred in him to a logical conclusion.
"Can you please wait behind for a few minutes, Yeside?"
Yeside looked up and could see desire written all over him. She hoped she was the only one that noticed. She had planned to meet up with Mabel to pray for about 10 minutes. She also wanted to start making calls to plan Olamide's 4th birthday. The birthday was a month away but Yeside liked starting her plans early.
Things had been queer around the house. Wole was frequently on the phone with someone. He was nicer to her but the phone calls went deep into the night. Maybe she should just begin an affair with Barrister Ikedia; she was getting tired of waiting for improvements in her marriage. Who knows what her dad wanted to see them about?
"Okay sir. I hope it won't take too long"
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Justice Anjola felt the urge to pray for Yeside. She was enjoying her newfound faith, though the Holy Spirit didn't seem to mind upsetting her well laid-out plans. She was discussing trial dates with some lawyers but she quickly excused herself for a bathroom break.
She kept seeing visions of Yeside trying to navigate murky waters. She had shared her visions with Kunle and he had encouraged her to keep praying. They both agreed to spend 5-15 minutes every hour praying. It was more like 5 minutes for Anjola and 15 minutes for Kunle. That man was addicted to prayer! That attribute used to irritate Anjola but now it just endeared him to her.
Their relationship was getting stronger. The Holy Spirit had opened her eyes to see how selfish she had been, putting her career over her family's needs. She knew she could never undo all her past mistakes but she had to let God lead her in future.
The idea of following God's leading and allowing her husband lead was difficult for her. She was so used to making decisions for herself. She still stumbled every now and then but she was beginning to learn how to be a good follower. God was helping her give up her need to be right. It was so liberating serving her husband instead of ordering him around. It may be difficult to teach an old dog new tricks but it wasn't impossible.
Her thoughts turned to the thing she had been trying to push away. She had been downright evil to Wole. She couldn't absolve herself of guilt. She had hoped he would walk away from the marriage and Yeside would come to her senses. She even had the perfect husband she wanted her daughter to marry. Was it so bad to have wonderful well laid out plans for her only child? Afterall, she just wanted her daughter to be happy and well settled.
"For I know the thoughts I think towards you, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you an expected end"
Anjola and Kunle had read Jeremiah 29 this morning. Verse 11 just showed up in her mind now and it seemed God was answering her. She quickly bowed her head and poured out her heart to the Lord concerning her only child and her grandchild. As she was rounding up her prayers, she heard a voice from nowhere asking "What of Wole?"
She grudgingly mumbled a few words in prayer for Wole. As she returned to her meeting, the question kept ringing in her head. "What of Wole?"
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Kunle Agunbiade couldn't believe all that had happened in the past one week. Wole had poured out his heart to him. He had poured it all out. Kunle knew that it was indeed the Lord's doing. Which son-in-law would ordinarily pour such things out to his father-in-law? God was definitely at work.
Wole had spoken about his fear of failure, the humiliation he felt primarily from Anjola. He talked about how he felt Yeside was bidding her time before destroying him. He talked about how he envied Yeside's high-flying career. He talked about the hurt of abandonment by his family. The boy really needed counselling. He hadn't had a role model to learn from.
Kunle sought Wole's permission to involve his friend, Pastor Tochi. Pastor Tochi had trained as a psychologist and was already counselling couples before he was called into the ministry. Kunle thought they could all benefit from some family counselling. He wouldn't have known how to confront Anjola concerning her role in the entire quagmire. He wasn't guiltless either as he watched passively as Anjola made one terrible decision after another...They all definitely needed family counselling.
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"We can't see each other again, sir"
Yeside moaned as Barrister Ikedia caressed her in his office. They had come here for their meeting.
"Does he make you feel this way?", he asked as he cupped her face ready for a kiss
"We can't continue sir", she replied weakly
"If you can look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't feel anything for me, I'll let you be forever", he said softly as he kissed her.
Yeside forgot where she was and all she was saying. The passion she had been storing all the while was revolting and coming out. She felt helpless as her body seemed to have a mind of its own. Her hands were caressing him and doing things they had no business doing.
Barrister Ikedia quickly went and cleared the table. The phone was ringing but he ignored the call. He was ready for action. He had been ready before she finished her presentation. As he undressed her, she suddenly thought
"WHAT OF WOLE? WHAT OF OLAMIDE?"
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"After Yeside called off the wedding, the Monster summoned me to his evil shrine..."
"Sorry, who is the Monster?", Kunle asked
"The wizard my mother claims fathered me", Gbenro spat out
"Oh, I see"
"The Monster gave me two options. He asked me to choose between being disinherited and watching him rape Motunrayo for three successive nights"
Gbenro broke down in tears. Kunle almost felt sorry for him. He quickly reminded himself that he couldn't go soft now that he was already smelling the money. He'll have to find himself another girl; Motunrayo had too much baggage. Incest! He could still date her and get some money out of the deal but he had to be strategic about this deal.
"Wow! So which one did you choose?"
"I wasn't disinherited so I guess my choice is obvious! I watched my darling sister being deflowered by the ritualist that claims to be my father just to avoid being disinherited. And it's all because of Yeside and Wole. See why I can't forgive them?"
Gbenro broke down in tears. Kunle called the bartender and sorted out the bills. He needed to play this game properly.
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"Thanks for that brilliant presentation"
Barrister Ikedia's clap was the loudest and he was the first to speak up after Yeside's presentation. She had put together the available information on the possibility of a father getting custody of the kids in the event of a divorce. They had a case where the woman was a conniving witch and knew how to use the law to her advantage. Yeside felt sick reading the brief. She knew how to pretend to care about her family in public whereas they were her meal ticket.
She had been avoiding Barrister Ikedia for some time now but she had to make this presentation. She had since decided that having an affair was a silly idea. Having an affair with her boss was definitely analogous to committing suicide. Barrister Ikedia, however, was relentless. She was grateful for the prayer sessions with Mabel. She believed the prayers had helped her from making stupid decisions. She was attracted to Barrister Ikedia, no doubt but everywhere she turned these days, all she heard was "Flee Adultery". Even Mabel had raised a prayer point about God protecting their marriages from the sin of adultery.
She had opened her eyes to check if Mabel was looking at her, judging her, but she was busy praying on. Yeside siged, relieved. If she already felt this guilty when she hadn't actually committed adultery, she would be a nervous wreck if she went further. No, it was a very bad idea.
She thanked Barrister Ikedia and returned to her seat. As she quickly checked her phone, she saw a text message from her dad. She quickly read it.
"Sweetheart, how are you doing? Please stop at our place on your way home. Wole, Olamide and Martha are already here. They brought some of your things. We all really need to talk"
Yeside panicked a bit and tried to chat with her mother. Everyone was acting so strangely.
Barrister Ikedia couldn't take his eyes off Yeside. The things she was doing to him! As she made her presentation, he could feel passion stirring in him. Her brilliance was a huge turn-on for him. He certainly wished they were both single. He wanted her badly. He couldn't get the kiss out of his mind. He knew she was attracted to him because she kissed him back. He wished he didn't pick that call. He should have kept kissing her. Now, common sense had prevailed and she was avoiding him.
He wondered if his wife even noticed that he wasn't present in the marriage anymore. If he could end this marriage, perhaps he could convince Yeside to throw away the loveless sham she called a marriage. The passion in their kiss and the forlorn look in Yeside's eyes told him all he needed to know about her marriage. The life was gone out of it and they were holding on to nothing just like he and Nancy. There was no point staying in miserable contraptions because of a piece of jewelry. She stirred him and he was determined to pursue the passion she stirred in him to a logical conclusion.
"Can you please wait behind for a few minutes, Yeside?"
Yeside looked up and could see desire written all over him. She hoped she was the only one that noticed. She had planned to meet up with Mabel to pray for about 10 minutes. She also wanted to start making calls to plan Olamide's 4th birthday. The birthday was a month away but Yeside liked starting her plans early.
Things had been queer around the house. Wole was frequently on the phone with someone. He was nicer to her but the phone calls went deep into the night. Maybe she should just begin an affair with Barrister Ikedia; she was getting tired of waiting for improvements in her marriage. Who knows what her dad wanted to see them about?
"Okay sir. I hope it won't take too long"
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Justice Anjola felt the urge to pray for Yeside. She was enjoying her newfound faith, though the Holy Spirit didn't seem to mind upsetting her well laid-out plans. She was discussing trial dates with some lawyers but she quickly excused herself for a bathroom break.
She kept seeing visions of Yeside trying to navigate murky waters. She had shared her visions with Kunle and he had encouraged her to keep praying. They both agreed to spend 5-15 minutes every hour praying. It was more like 5 minutes for Anjola and 15 minutes for Kunle. That man was addicted to prayer! That attribute used to irritate Anjola but now it just endeared him to her.
Their relationship was getting stronger. The Holy Spirit had opened her eyes to see how selfish she had been, putting her career over her family's needs. She knew she could never undo all her past mistakes but she had to let God lead her in future.
The idea of following God's leading and allowing her husband lead was difficult for her. She was so used to making decisions for herself. She still stumbled every now and then but she was beginning to learn how to be a good follower. God was helping her give up her need to be right. It was so liberating serving her husband instead of ordering him around. It may be difficult to teach an old dog new tricks but it wasn't impossible.
Her thoughts turned to the thing she had been trying to push away. She had been downright evil to Wole. She couldn't absolve herself of guilt. She had hoped he would walk away from the marriage and Yeside would come to her senses. She even had the perfect husband she wanted her daughter to marry. Was it so bad to have wonderful well laid out plans for her only child? Afterall, she just wanted her daughter to be happy and well settled.
"For I know the thoughts I think towards you, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you an expected end"
Anjola and Kunle had read Jeremiah 29 this morning. Verse 11 just showed up in her mind now and it seemed God was answering her. She quickly bowed her head and poured out her heart to the Lord concerning her only child and her grandchild. As she was rounding up her prayers, she heard a voice from nowhere asking "What of Wole?"
She grudgingly mumbled a few words in prayer for Wole. As she returned to her meeting, the question kept ringing in her head. "What of Wole?"
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Kunle Agunbiade couldn't believe all that had happened in the past one week. Wole had poured out his heart to him. He had poured it all out. Kunle knew that it was indeed the Lord's doing. Which son-in-law would ordinarily pour such things out to his father-in-law? God was definitely at work.
Wole had spoken about his fear of failure, the humiliation he felt primarily from Anjola. He talked about how he felt Yeside was bidding her time before destroying him. He talked about how he envied Yeside's high-flying career. He talked about the hurt of abandonment by his family. The boy really needed counselling. He hadn't had a role model to learn from.
Kunle sought Wole's permission to involve his friend, Pastor Tochi. Pastor Tochi had trained as a psychologist and was already counselling couples before he was called into the ministry. Kunle thought they could all benefit from some family counselling. He wouldn't have known how to confront Anjola concerning her role in the entire quagmire. He wasn't guiltless either as he watched passively as Anjola made one terrible decision after another...They all definitely needed family counselling.
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"We can't see each other again, sir"
Yeside moaned as Barrister Ikedia caressed her in his office. They had come here for their meeting.
"Does he make you feel this way?", he asked as he cupped her face ready for a kiss
"We can't continue sir", she replied weakly
"If you can look me in the eyes and tell me that you don't feel anything for me, I'll let you be forever", he said softly as he kissed her.
Yeside forgot where she was and all she was saying. The passion she had been storing all the while was revolting and coming out. She felt helpless as her body seemed to have a mind of its own. Her hands were caressing him and doing things they had no business doing.
Barrister Ikedia quickly went and cleared the table. The phone was ringing but he ignored the call. He was ready for action. He had been ready before she finished her presentation. As he undressed her, she suddenly thought
"WHAT OF WOLE? WHAT OF OLAMIDE?"
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Monday, 13 April 2015
Growing Wings Episode 20
Gbenro was excited. Everything was coming together in a tidy knot. Going by what Kunle was telling him, Wole was already excited about working with Bayo to dissolve the marriage. If he played his cards well, he could even be 'there' for Yeside when Wole walked away. It would be sweet revenge to steal some 'show' as well. She was supposed to be his, anyway.
He couldn't bring himself to dwell on Motunrayo. He would definitely kill that beast that fathered him at an opportune time. He just needed to figure out how to do that without being detected.
He tried unsuccessfully to resist the flashback of scenes of The Beast raping Mama in his presence before giving him his school fees and allowances. It was to teach him that money was not easy to come by. He thought he hated The Beast until that night...
"Gbenro, how far na? No vex. Road tight today ooo. E be like say those politicians dey do crash program. Na all of dem dey do rally today"
Kunle rescued Gbenro from his tormenting thoughts. He quickly wiped the tear from the corner of his eyes.
"Abi na. If dem no do rally now, shey na after elections dem wan start?"
They both burst into laughter. Gbenro already started feeling lighter already. Laughter sure works magic.
"How far? How Mumsy? How Motunrayo? I dey hustle make I gather money come marry that girl fa"
"No be incest be that? Cousins dey marry ni?"
"Abeg tell me how we take relate? Because we come from same villa don turn us to relatives? Oga, abeg park well, make you no pour sand sand for my garri, joor!"
"Na you sabi. How far?"
"Bros, thank God say na you dey pay Kunle. Things don be one kain sha"
"Wetin happen?"
"Ah, plenty story. Order the drinks and let me tell you a 'super story"
Gbenro called the waiter and ordered the drinks
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"Sin lurks at your door"
Yeside read Dad's text message again. Why was that the same words that stood out to her in the post she was reading as she waited for Mabel? Mabel realised that she forgot the key to her house in the office so she went back to pick it. A text message was delivered to Yeside's phone.
"I think I'll be heading your way today. Do you mind riding with me? I noticed you didn't drive today."
Yeside knew that Barrister Ikedia would only be going her way because he wanted to finish their "unfinished business". She knew where she would end up if she drove with him today.
Why couldn't she feel like a woman? What use were her vows when she was the only one keeping them? Who knows what Wole was doing with Martha or some strange woman? Didn't she deserve to be loved? Should she die sexually frustrated because she exchanged vows with a worthless man?
Besides, she needed to leave as early as possible as the traffic reports were really scary. Mabel was taking longer than normal.
As she started to type a response to Barrister Ikedia, she got a BBM message from Mum. She quickly checked it.
"Sin lurks at your door..."
From Mum? Wonders will never cease.
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"YOU HAVE BEEN RELIEVED OF YOUR DUTIES"
That was all that kept ringing in Wole's head. He wasn't sure how he found his way to the necessary offices to fill out the required paper work. Who was he going to turn to now? This job was a miracle job for him. How was he going to finance the divorce and prove that he was the best parent to care for Olamide?
He decided to stop by at the bar. Kunle had told him he was travelling to the North for an official assignment. He whispered a routine prayer for Kunle's safety.
As he entered into the bar, he caught a glimpse of a guy that looked like Kunle. He was quite sure the person sitting with him was Gbenro. He moved closer to confirm. What he heard stopped him in his tracks...
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"Yeside and Wole are in some sort of trouble"
"Interestingly, I agree, Kunle. I don't care about that idiot, Wole, but I'm concerned that his foolishness can affect my darling daughter and my little prince. I also woke up with a heavy burden about Yeside"
Kunle Agunbiade was stunned to hear Anjola's response. He had expected her to mock him and make jest of him. He had steeled himself for her biting sarcasm. Nothing prepared him for her response.
Anjola could see that Kunle was taken aback. She had had an encounter in the middle of the night. She had felt someone tap her awake. As she opened her eyes, she was led to open the Bible Kunle had by his side of the bed. She found herself reading Genesis 4. As she got to verse 7, Yeside's image flashed before her. She saw Yeside in a compromising situation with a man. She quickly found a pen and wrote it down. Not long after she slept back.
When she got up in the morning, she forgot about the encounter as she went about her daily chores. As she was getting ready to call it a day, Yeside's image flashed again.
Anjola quickly sent Yeside a BBM chat. Immediately, Kunle's chat came in.
God was obviously sending strong signals to them.
"Let's fast and pray till something happens"
Kunle's heart sommersaulted as Anjola spoke those words. God indeed was answering HIS own prayers...
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Martha sensed something was wrong. She began to pray in tongues. She wasn't sure what the real issue was but she really hoped she won't have to see Oga's manhood again!
She kept having nightmares that involved him raping her. She needed something to wipe that memory from her brain. It was too horrid to keep going over.
She remembered the rice she was boiling and stopped washing Olamide's clothes. As she raced to the kitchen, she slipped in the wet bathroom and fell. She couldn't move for a few minutes. She willed herself to stand up, turn off the gas cooker and get some menthol. She was definitely running behind with her chores. She had to pick Olamide from the neighbour's place. He had made friends with the neighbour's kids and was always eager to go over.
Martha wondered how much of the tension little Olamide picked up. She often wondered what was running through his mind every time he looked longingly at the wedding picture of his happy dad and mum hanging in the sitting room. She often wondered where all that love went. She looked at the picture again as she limped out to get Olamide. The urge to pray was very strong.
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"I can't forgive Yeside; her desertion cost me my soul!"
Gbenro was taken aback by the venom he was pouring out but he was too helpless to stop it. He started weeping.
"Do you want to talk more about it?"
Kunle sensed that this was his opportunity to take proper advantage of Gbenro. He always knew there was something deeper he could use against Gbenro. If he was patient enough, he'll get what he needed. He was already getting bored with the Wole/Yeside side-show.
"Kunle! Bro Gbenro!"
Wole was stupefied! He couldn't believe all he had just heard. So, he had been Kunle and Gbenro's pawn all these years?
"I can explain, Wole"
Wole quickly rebuffed Kunle's half-hearted attempt to draw him in.
Kunle quickly went back to Gbenro. There was a bigger fish if he played his cards well.
Wole sat for a while and different emotions washed through him - anger, betrayal, regret, sorrow.
He brought out his phone and called the first person that came to mind. It was definitely going to be a long walk back home.
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Just as Yeside was about to send Mabel a text message apologizing for leaving her car open, Mabel ran back to the car.
"How far? What happened?"
"You won't believe that the lights went out while I was in the lift. Thank God for His mercies"
"Thank God. I was just about to send you a text message sef and find my way. Someone offered me a ride"
"Pele. Ma binu my dear"
They both burst into laughter. The road was not as congested as Yeside expected. Yeside quickly sent a message thanking Barrister Ikedia and informing him that she was already in the car with Mabel. Their "unfinished business" would have to wait.
Mabel quickly told Yeside about her dream and how she sensed that Yeside was dealing with marital challenges. Yeside decided to tell Mabel about all she was going through. She left out the part about Barrister Ikedia, though. She didn't think St. Mabel needed to know about that. She didn't need sermons on what she was still processing.
Most of Mabel's counsel made sense to her. She couldn't understand why she was suggesting that she should seduce Wole. Didn't she hear the part about how she had tried seduction and failed? She didn't want to get into an argument so she just kept quiet. Mabel recommended that they both find time to pray daily about the matter. It sounded like a good idea to Yeside. Besides, she had nothing to lose.
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Kunle Agunbiade felt a release in his spirit. He suddenly felt overjoyed. He wondered if it was because of the change in Anjola.
As he went to the kitchen to fix himself a meal, he heard distinctly in his spirit.
"There will be a shaking but it will end in praise".
He heated the portion of rice Anjola had kept for him in the freezer. He brought out the portion of stew that was clearly marked "STEW". She had devised that means 10 years ago after he had mistaken freshly ground pepper for stew and tried to eat it with Eba and Okra. He chuckled as he remembered the incident. He had mentioned it to his sister and his family had blown it out of proportion. He still felt sad that he had blurted it out knowing that there was no love lost between Sister Kemi and Anjola. She still couldn't believe that her precious brother would end up with a divorcee. He didn't want to remember the heated divorce related arguments and sermons. When their Little Prince had died, Sister Kemi had loudly wondered if the divorce was the reason for the calamity. No, he didn't want to relive the horrors.
His phone rang. It was Wole...
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He couldn't bring himself to dwell on Motunrayo. He would definitely kill that beast that fathered him at an opportune time. He just needed to figure out how to do that without being detected.
He tried unsuccessfully to resist the flashback of scenes of The Beast raping Mama in his presence before giving him his school fees and allowances. It was to teach him that money was not easy to come by. He thought he hated The Beast until that night...
"Gbenro, how far na? No vex. Road tight today ooo. E be like say those politicians dey do crash program. Na all of dem dey do rally today"
Kunle rescued Gbenro from his tormenting thoughts. He quickly wiped the tear from the corner of his eyes.
"Abi na. If dem no do rally now, shey na after elections dem wan start?"
They both burst into laughter. Gbenro already started feeling lighter already. Laughter sure works magic.
"How far? How Mumsy? How Motunrayo? I dey hustle make I gather money come marry that girl fa"
"No be incest be that? Cousins dey marry ni?"
"Abeg tell me how we take relate? Because we come from same villa don turn us to relatives? Oga, abeg park well, make you no pour sand sand for my garri, joor!"
"Na you sabi. How far?"
"Bros, thank God say na you dey pay Kunle. Things don be one kain sha"
"Wetin happen?"
"Ah, plenty story. Order the drinks and let me tell you a 'super story"
Gbenro called the waiter and ordered the drinks
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"Sin lurks at your door"
Yeside read Dad's text message again. Why was that the same words that stood out to her in the post she was reading as she waited for Mabel? Mabel realised that she forgot the key to her house in the office so she went back to pick it. A text message was delivered to Yeside's phone.
"I think I'll be heading your way today. Do you mind riding with me? I noticed you didn't drive today."
Yeside knew that Barrister Ikedia would only be going her way because he wanted to finish their "unfinished business". She knew where she would end up if she drove with him today.
Why couldn't she feel like a woman? What use were her vows when she was the only one keeping them? Who knows what Wole was doing with Martha or some strange woman? Didn't she deserve to be loved? Should she die sexually frustrated because she exchanged vows with a worthless man?
Besides, she needed to leave as early as possible as the traffic reports were really scary. Mabel was taking longer than normal.
As she started to type a response to Barrister Ikedia, she got a BBM message from Mum. She quickly checked it.
"Sin lurks at your door..."
From Mum? Wonders will never cease.
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"YOU HAVE BEEN RELIEVED OF YOUR DUTIES"
That was all that kept ringing in Wole's head. He wasn't sure how he found his way to the necessary offices to fill out the required paper work. Who was he going to turn to now? This job was a miracle job for him. How was he going to finance the divorce and prove that he was the best parent to care for Olamide?
He decided to stop by at the bar. Kunle had told him he was travelling to the North for an official assignment. He whispered a routine prayer for Kunle's safety.
As he entered into the bar, he caught a glimpse of a guy that looked like Kunle. He was quite sure the person sitting with him was Gbenro. He moved closer to confirm. What he heard stopped him in his tracks...
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"Yeside and Wole are in some sort of trouble"
"Interestingly, I agree, Kunle. I don't care about that idiot, Wole, but I'm concerned that his foolishness can affect my darling daughter and my little prince. I also woke up with a heavy burden about Yeside"
Kunle Agunbiade was stunned to hear Anjola's response. He had expected her to mock him and make jest of him. He had steeled himself for her biting sarcasm. Nothing prepared him for her response.
Anjola could see that Kunle was taken aback. She had had an encounter in the middle of the night. She had felt someone tap her awake. As she opened her eyes, she was led to open the Bible Kunle had by his side of the bed. She found herself reading Genesis 4. As she got to verse 7, Yeside's image flashed before her. She saw Yeside in a compromising situation with a man. She quickly found a pen and wrote it down. Not long after she slept back.
When she got up in the morning, she forgot about the encounter as she went about her daily chores. As she was getting ready to call it a day, Yeside's image flashed again.
Anjola quickly sent Yeside a BBM chat. Immediately, Kunle's chat came in.
God was obviously sending strong signals to them.
"Let's fast and pray till something happens"
Kunle's heart sommersaulted as Anjola spoke those words. God indeed was answering HIS own prayers...
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Martha sensed something was wrong. She began to pray in tongues. She wasn't sure what the real issue was but she really hoped she won't have to see Oga's manhood again!
She kept having nightmares that involved him raping her. She needed something to wipe that memory from her brain. It was too horrid to keep going over.
She remembered the rice she was boiling and stopped washing Olamide's clothes. As she raced to the kitchen, she slipped in the wet bathroom and fell. She couldn't move for a few minutes. She willed herself to stand up, turn off the gas cooker and get some menthol. She was definitely running behind with her chores. She had to pick Olamide from the neighbour's place. He had made friends with the neighbour's kids and was always eager to go over.
Martha wondered how much of the tension little Olamide picked up. She often wondered what was running through his mind every time he looked longingly at the wedding picture of his happy dad and mum hanging in the sitting room. She often wondered where all that love went. She looked at the picture again as she limped out to get Olamide. The urge to pray was very strong.
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"I can't forgive Yeside; her desertion cost me my soul!"
Gbenro was taken aback by the venom he was pouring out but he was too helpless to stop it. He started weeping.
"Do you want to talk more about it?"
Kunle sensed that this was his opportunity to take proper advantage of Gbenro. He always knew there was something deeper he could use against Gbenro. If he was patient enough, he'll get what he needed. He was already getting bored with the Wole/Yeside side-show.
"Kunle! Bro Gbenro!"
Wole was stupefied! He couldn't believe all he had just heard. So, he had been Kunle and Gbenro's pawn all these years?
"I can explain, Wole"
Wole quickly rebuffed Kunle's half-hearted attempt to draw him in.
Kunle quickly went back to Gbenro. There was a bigger fish if he played his cards well.
Wole sat for a while and different emotions washed through him - anger, betrayal, regret, sorrow.
He brought out his phone and called the first person that came to mind. It was definitely going to be a long walk back home.
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Just as Yeside was about to send Mabel a text message apologizing for leaving her car open, Mabel ran back to the car.
"How far? What happened?"
"You won't believe that the lights went out while I was in the lift. Thank God for His mercies"
"Thank God. I was just about to send you a text message sef and find my way. Someone offered me a ride"
"Pele. Ma binu my dear"
They both burst into laughter. The road was not as congested as Yeside expected. Yeside quickly sent a message thanking Barrister Ikedia and informing him that she was already in the car with Mabel. Their "unfinished business" would have to wait.
Mabel quickly told Yeside about her dream and how she sensed that Yeside was dealing with marital challenges. Yeside decided to tell Mabel about all she was going through. She left out the part about Barrister Ikedia, though. She didn't think St. Mabel needed to know about that. She didn't need sermons on what she was still processing.
Most of Mabel's counsel made sense to her. She couldn't understand why she was suggesting that she should seduce Wole. Didn't she hear the part about how she had tried seduction and failed? She didn't want to get into an argument so she just kept quiet. Mabel recommended that they both find time to pray daily about the matter. It sounded like a good idea to Yeside. Besides, she had nothing to lose.
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Kunle Agunbiade felt a release in his spirit. He suddenly felt overjoyed. He wondered if it was because of the change in Anjola.
As he went to the kitchen to fix himself a meal, he heard distinctly in his spirit.
"There will be a shaking but it will end in praise".
He heated the portion of rice Anjola had kept for him in the freezer. He brought out the portion of stew that was clearly marked "STEW". She had devised that means 10 years ago after he had mistaken freshly ground pepper for stew and tried to eat it with Eba and Okra. He chuckled as he remembered the incident. He had mentioned it to his sister and his family had blown it out of proportion. He still felt sad that he had blurted it out knowing that there was no love lost between Sister Kemi and Anjola. She still couldn't believe that her precious brother would end up with a divorcee. He didn't want to remember the heated divorce related arguments and sermons. When their Little Prince had died, Sister Kemi had loudly wondered if the divorce was the reason for the calamity. No, he didn't want to relive the horrors.
His phone rang. It was Wole...
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Wednesday, 8 April 2015
Growing Wings Episode 19
Wole's phone rang. He quickly hurried to pick up the phone. Who knows if that was Bayo. He had been waiting for Bayo's call.
The Caller ID showed Mr Ahmed, his manager. That was quite strange.
"Good afternoon Wole. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing well sir. Thank you"
"How is the leave?"
Wole was sure he wasn't hearing well. What kind of sick joke was this?
"It's fine sir"
He even threw in a half-hearted laugh to make it believable. Mr Ahmed's queer sense of humor was legendary. He had a knack for cracking morbid jokes.
"Can you swing by the office today?"
Mr. Ahmed sounded so cheerful. Wole wondered why he couldn't say whatever it was he wanted to say on the phone.
"Okay sir. I should be in the office in about an hour"
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Yeside bumped into Barrister Ikedia as she was rushing to catch the lift. The files she was holding went flying in different places. She was running late so she didn't staple the documents. Nothing was going as planned today at all.
Barrister Ikedia scurried to help her pick the documents. Yeside burst into tears as she thought of the additional work required to get everything in order. She was experiencing a melt-down!
Barrister Ikedia looked at the crying Yeside. He couldn't abandon a lady in distress. His calendar was full but he just couldn't walk away. He had been watching this smart, beautiful lady. His treacherous heart was already falling for her.
He took her to his office to calm her down. He helped her call someone in the meeting to let them know she would not be able to attend as she had to deal with a personal emergency. He made her a hot drink. Without thinking, he pulled her into his arms to console her. She kept sobbing. Barrister Ikedia felt so helpless as her charm drew him closer. He just found himself kissing her. It felt so good.
Yeside was not sure how she found herself being kissed by Barrister Ikedia. All she could think of was how great he smelled. She couldn't remember the last time she had been kissed. She found herself returning the kiss. She'll think of the consequences later.
As Barrister Ikedia deepened the kiss, Yeside found herself moaning. Thankfully, his desk phone rang. It was the Managing Partner. He sure couldn't ignore that call. He sent her an "It's unfinished business" look.
Yeside slowly came to her senses. What in the world was she doing? Sure, it's been a while since Wole made her feel like a woman. They were just housemates raising a child together now. Barrister Ikedia's kiss had stirred passion in her. What was she do about the passion now?
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Mabel saw Yeside coming out of Barrister Ikedia's office. Something didn't feel right. She had another dream last night about Yeside. She had been praying for her. She felt a leading to talk with Yeside.
"Hi dear. What's up? How are you doing?"
"Hi Mabel. I'm doing well"
Yeside's voice was quite husky. She seemed unwilling to chat.
"I'll like to catch up with you when you have the time, please"
"Maybe I'll go home with you?"
"You didn't drive? Sure that'll be a great idea"
Yeside wondered how she'll survive the drive with Mabel. She had hoped to clear her head on the way home. She'll just have to find a way to remain sane.
She didn't feel like working at all. She decided to see what was going on in her favorite Facebook group. She logged on and found the article "When Your Husband Won't Make Love To You". She quickly bookmarked the page so she'll read later. Maybe she'll get useful tips that would really help. She couldn't ask questions as the judgmental attitude oozing out of these Christian women was suffocating. She just hoped this article wouldn't turn out to be an absolute waste of time like others.
She quickly glanced at her phone. She saw 3 missed calls from her mum, her dad and Barrister Ikedia! The dude didn't even allow her get back to her seat before following up. She felt some self-confidence returning to her. Barrister Ikedia had also sent her a text message that was business-like on the surface but she could read the hidden message. The dude was a smooth operator!
She saw another text message from the church reminding her of mid-week service. It was a bulk sms, as usual. She always felt there should be some personal touch like she was used to from her school fellowship. Their church was run efficiently like a business. They were very time-conscious; everyone sat in a particular pattern. Everything was so predictable. Infact, she could preach the sermon once she was given a title. She knew most of the songs by the choir and it wasn't hard to learn the new songs as they all seemed to follow the same pattern. She just felt church should play a more important role in their lives.
The third message was from Dad.
"Sweetheart, watch and pray. Sin lies at your door. Be careful dear. Love you. Dad"
If the message wasn't so serious, she would have laughed at how cryptic Dad's message was. She always teased him that he should have joined the military. He always sent cryptic messages. He was definitely her pal for life; she missed him so much!
"Sin lies at your door"
It was such a serious message. She decided to spend a few minutes to pray.
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"Please have a seat, Wole"
"Thank you, Mr. Ahmed"
Mr. Ahmed kept cracking silly jokes. Wole had to bite his tongue so he won't ask him to get to the point. He didn't have enough time to listen to Mr. Ahmed's road show. "GET TO THE POINT", Wole screamed in his mind.
Mr. Ahmed seemed to hear him as he began to talk about the issues that led to Wole's suspension.
After about 20 minutes of talking, going off track a few times, he finally managed to get to a conclusion.
"Management has reached a decision, Mr. Akingbade. Our decision is in this letter I'm handing over to you. I'll need you to acknowledge receipt of this letter by signing here"
Mr. Ahmed pointed at a document on his table. Wole had a bad feeling. He suddenly began to sweat.
With trembling hands, he signed the document and received his letter. As he was about to open the document, he received a text message. It was a message from the church reminding him of mid-week service.
"I'll leave you to open and read your letter. Can you please do that in the lobby? I need to go for my 3:30pm meeting"
Wole went to the lobby and opened the letter.
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The Caller ID showed Mr Ahmed, his manager. That was quite strange.
"Good afternoon Wole. How are you doing?"
"I'm doing well sir. Thank you"
"How is the leave?"
Wole was sure he wasn't hearing well. What kind of sick joke was this?
"It's fine sir"
He even threw in a half-hearted laugh to make it believable. Mr Ahmed's queer sense of humor was legendary. He had a knack for cracking morbid jokes.
"Can you swing by the office today?"
Mr. Ahmed sounded so cheerful. Wole wondered why he couldn't say whatever it was he wanted to say on the phone.
"Okay sir. I should be in the office in about an hour"
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Yeside bumped into Barrister Ikedia as she was rushing to catch the lift. The files she was holding went flying in different places. She was running late so she didn't staple the documents. Nothing was going as planned today at all.
Barrister Ikedia scurried to help her pick the documents. Yeside burst into tears as she thought of the additional work required to get everything in order. She was experiencing a melt-down!
Barrister Ikedia looked at the crying Yeside. He couldn't abandon a lady in distress. His calendar was full but he just couldn't walk away. He had been watching this smart, beautiful lady. His treacherous heart was already falling for her.
He took her to his office to calm her down. He helped her call someone in the meeting to let them know she would not be able to attend as she had to deal with a personal emergency. He made her a hot drink. Without thinking, he pulled her into his arms to console her. She kept sobbing. Barrister Ikedia felt so helpless as her charm drew him closer. He just found himself kissing her. It felt so good.
Yeside was not sure how she found herself being kissed by Barrister Ikedia. All she could think of was how great he smelled. She couldn't remember the last time she had been kissed. She found herself returning the kiss. She'll think of the consequences later.
As Barrister Ikedia deepened the kiss, Yeside found herself moaning. Thankfully, his desk phone rang. It was the Managing Partner. He sure couldn't ignore that call. He sent her an "It's unfinished business" look.
Yeside slowly came to her senses. What in the world was she doing? Sure, it's been a while since Wole made her feel like a woman. They were just housemates raising a child together now. Barrister Ikedia's kiss had stirred passion in her. What was she do about the passion now?
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Mabel saw Yeside coming out of Barrister Ikedia's office. Something didn't feel right. She had another dream last night about Yeside. She had been praying for her. She felt a leading to talk with Yeside.
"Hi dear. What's up? How are you doing?"
"Hi Mabel. I'm doing well"
Yeside's voice was quite husky. She seemed unwilling to chat.
"I'll like to catch up with you when you have the time, please"
"Maybe I'll go home with you?"
"You didn't drive? Sure that'll be a great idea"
Yeside wondered how she'll survive the drive with Mabel. She had hoped to clear her head on the way home. She'll just have to find a way to remain sane.
She didn't feel like working at all. She decided to see what was going on in her favorite Facebook group. She logged on and found the article "When Your Husband Won't Make Love To You". She quickly bookmarked the page so she'll read later. Maybe she'll get useful tips that would really help. She couldn't ask questions as the judgmental attitude oozing out of these Christian women was suffocating. She just hoped this article wouldn't turn out to be an absolute waste of time like others.
She quickly glanced at her phone. She saw 3 missed calls from her mum, her dad and Barrister Ikedia! The dude didn't even allow her get back to her seat before following up. She felt some self-confidence returning to her. Barrister Ikedia had also sent her a text message that was business-like on the surface but she could read the hidden message. The dude was a smooth operator!
She saw another text message from the church reminding her of mid-week service. It was a bulk sms, as usual. She always felt there should be some personal touch like she was used to from her school fellowship. Their church was run efficiently like a business. They were very time-conscious; everyone sat in a particular pattern. Everything was so predictable. Infact, she could preach the sermon once she was given a title. She knew most of the songs by the choir and it wasn't hard to learn the new songs as they all seemed to follow the same pattern. She just felt church should play a more important role in their lives.
The third message was from Dad.
"Sweetheart, watch and pray. Sin lies at your door. Be careful dear. Love you. Dad"
If the message wasn't so serious, she would have laughed at how cryptic Dad's message was. She always teased him that he should have joined the military. He always sent cryptic messages. He was definitely her pal for life; she missed him so much!
"Sin lies at your door"
It was such a serious message. She decided to spend a few minutes to pray.
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"Please have a seat, Wole"
"Thank you, Mr. Ahmed"
Mr. Ahmed kept cracking silly jokes. Wole had to bite his tongue so he won't ask him to get to the point. He didn't have enough time to listen to Mr. Ahmed's road show. "GET TO THE POINT", Wole screamed in his mind.
Mr. Ahmed seemed to hear him as he began to talk about the issues that led to Wole's suspension.
After about 20 minutes of talking, going off track a few times, he finally managed to get to a conclusion.
"Management has reached a decision, Mr. Akingbade. Our decision is in this letter I'm handing over to you. I'll need you to acknowledge receipt of this letter by signing here"
Mr. Ahmed pointed at a document on his table. Wole had a bad feeling. He suddenly began to sweat.
With trembling hands, he signed the document and received his letter. As he was about to open the document, he received a text message. It was a message from the church reminding him of mid-week service.
"I'll leave you to open and read your letter. Can you please do that in the lobby? I need to go for my 3:30pm meeting"
Wole went to the lobby and opened the letter.
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Tuesday, 24 March 2015
Growing Wings Episode 18
"Which guy are you talking about na? I tell you say nobody dey here before na", Kunle insisted.
Wole was going to press further but the lawyer chose to walk in at that very moment.
"I'm sorry for the delay guys; the traffic jam was hectic."
"No problem; thank God you're here", Wole responded.
Kunle introduced them. "Wole, meet Barrister Adebayo Adebajo. Bayo, meet Engineer Oluwole Akingbade"
They exchanged pleasantries and shook hands.
"So, what exactly do you need?" Bayo asked Wole
"Actually I'm married to a witch with a witch mother. Her dad is cool but I have not made any meaningful progress since I met her. The only bright spot in the marriage is our darling 3 year old son. I want to take my son and let the witch mother and daughter have their privacy. Her mother is an influential judge. I'll appreciate ideas from you. Thanks"
Wole felt proud that he was able to summarize his 7 year old misery in a few words.
"Ideally, I should charge you for consultation but because of my relationship with Gbenro, erm erm Kunle, I'll ..."
Wole didn't hear much of what else Bayo had to say. He quickly looked at Kunle and he could have sworn that all the blood in Kunle's face was drained. It couldn't be a coincidence that Kunle had vehemently denied the presence of someone who looked like Gbenro and Bayo here had accidentally mentioned Gbenro. This was too weird for comfort.
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Kunle's head was working overtime. He needed to divert attention from the sticky Gbenro coincidences. They were really close to achieving their aim; Wole's suspicion would not help the cause at all. He decided to give it his best shot.
"So what are the options available? Olamide is Wole's closest living relative. Typically, the mother gets custody of the child. Is there anything we can do to turn the tides in our favour?"
Bayo sensed that the fact that he mentioned Gbenro's name was making Kunle uncomfortable. He didn't know why but he didn't want to lose the good money Kunle was talking about paying him. The sum Kunle was offering was hefty but he definitely wasn't turning it down. He needed the money to offset some debts. His salary at the Law firm could no longer take him to the Bus Stop. Nkem's bombshell also needed to be attended to...
"Frankly, the mother is more likely to get custody of the child or children in the event of a divorce because the factors used in determining a child's best interests are usually favour the woman. The judge will be looking at factors such as who the primary care giver has been/who has been caring for the child, the parent-child bond, your relationship with your wife"
"Please can you explain the last one?" Wole interrupted
"Erm, the court will try to decide which of you will try to foster a healthy relationship with the other parent. A parent who has tried to poison the child(ren) against the other parent or refused to allow contact with the other parent will have issues gaining custody, except there has been child abuse or domestic violence", Bayo explained patiently.
"Oh okay. Please continue"
Bayo was pleased to see that the skepticism on Wole's face and changed to rapt attention. Wow!
"Your chances of gaining custody will be greatly enhanced if you can stay civil and respectful to your wife. Getting a good lawyer also improves your chances."
"Thanks"
"Is it possible to explore the child abuse angle?" Kunle asked. "I've seen Yeside spank Olamide hard the few times I've visited them. I could be a witness?"
"Erm, Kunle, I don't think we need to get to that level yet. Let's keep that as a joker for now. Guys, I need to leave now. I have a 7pm appointment on the Island"
"Thanks a lot, Bayo. It was so nice that you could come with such short notice"
"How much do I owe you?" Wole asked
"Anytime, Kunle. Wole, let's just say I'm paying it forward. See you around, guys", Bayo winked.
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"Whew, that was close", Gbenro soliloquized.
He couldn't let Wole and Yeside live in peace. They had made a fool of him. He had had to grovel before the Anti-Christ he called his father. The price for all his father handed over to him was destroying his soul. He couldn't look Motunrayo in the face.
Wole and Yeside could not live happily ever after while he was wasting away. They had to pay for the deep wound in his soul. He couldn't just 'forgive and forget'.
Motunrayo looked up to him as her protector. He had shielded her up until that first time when the monster had made his evil request...
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Wole was going to press further but the lawyer chose to walk in at that very moment.
"I'm sorry for the delay guys; the traffic jam was hectic."
"No problem; thank God you're here", Wole responded.
Kunle introduced them. "Wole, meet Barrister Adebayo Adebajo. Bayo, meet Engineer Oluwole Akingbade"
They exchanged pleasantries and shook hands.
"So, what exactly do you need?" Bayo asked Wole
"Actually I'm married to a witch with a witch mother. Her dad is cool but I have not made any meaningful progress since I met her. The only bright spot in the marriage is our darling 3 year old son. I want to take my son and let the witch mother and daughter have their privacy. Her mother is an influential judge. I'll appreciate ideas from you. Thanks"
Wole felt proud that he was able to summarize his 7 year old misery in a few words.
"Ideally, I should charge you for consultation but because of my relationship with Gbenro, erm erm Kunle, I'll ..."
Wole didn't hear much of what else Bayo had to say. He quickly looked at Kunle and he could have sworn that all the blood in Kunle's face was drained. It couldn't be a coincidence that Kunle had vehemently denied the presence of someone who looked like Gbenro and Bayo here had accidentally mentioned Gbenro. This was too weird for comfort.
************************************************
Kunle's head was working overtime. He needed to divert attention from the sticky Gbenro coincidences. They were really close to achieving their aim; Wole's suspicion would not help the cause at all. He decided to give it his best shot.
"So what are the options available? Olamide is Wole's closest living relative. Typically, the mother gets custody of the child. Is there anything we can do to turn the tides in our favour?"
Bayo sensed that the fact that he mentioned Gbenro's name was making Kunle uncomfortable. He didn't know why but he didn't want to lose the good money Kunle was talking about paying him. The sum Kunle was offering was hefty but he definitely wasn't turning it down. He needed the money to offset some debts. His salary at the Law firm could no longer take him to the Bus Stop. Nkem's bombshell also needed to be attended to...
"Frankly, the mother is more likely to get custody of the child or children in the event of a divorce because the factors used in determining a child's best interests are usually favour the woman. The judge will be looking at factors such as who the primary care giver has been/who has been caring for the child, the parent-child bond, your relationship with your wife"
"Please can you explain the last one?" Wole interrupted
"Erm, the court will try to decide which of you will try to foster a healthy relationship with the other parent. A parent who has tried to poison the child(ren) against the other parent or refused to allow contact with the other parent will have issues gaining custody, except there has been child abuse or domestic violence", Bayo explained patiently.
"Oh okay. Please continue"
Bayo was pleased to see that the skepticism on Wole's face and changed to rapt attention. Wow!
"Your chances of gaining custody will be greatly enhanced if you can stay civil and respectful to your wife. Getting a good lawyer also improves your chances."
"Thanks"
"Is it possible to explore the child abuse angle?" Kunle asked. "I've seen Yeside spank Olamide hard the few times I've visited them. I could be a witness?"
"Erm, Kunle, I don't think we need to get to that level yet. Let's keep that as a joker for now. Guys, I need to leave now. I have a 7pm appointment on the Island"
"Thanks a lot, Bayo. It was so nice that you could come with such short notice"
"How much do I owe you?" Wole asked
"Anytime, Kunle. Wole, let's just say I'm paying it forward. See you around, guys", Bayo winked.
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"Whew, that was close", Gbenro soliloquized.
He couldn't let Wole and Yeside live in peace. They had made a fool of him. He had had to grovel before the Anti-Christ he called his father. The price for all his father handed over to him was destroying his soul. He couldn't look Motunrayo in the face.
Wole and Yeside could not live happily ever after while he was wasting away. They had to pay for the deep wound in his soul. He couldn't just 'forgive and forget'.
Motunrayo looked up to him as her protector. He had shielded her up until that first time when the monster had made his evil request...
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Sunday, 8 March 2015
Growing Wings Episode 17
Just as Yeside began to search the house for traces of Martha, her phone rang. It was Mum, who wanted to find out if she had seen Martha and Wole. She already began to make weird speculations.
"Hey Mum, I just got home. I'll call you when I'm settled, okay?", Yeside snapped at her.
"Yeside!"
"Sorry Mum, I'll let you know when I'm settled ma. I'm sorry for snapping"
Wole felt his stomach churn as he listened to Yeside's side of the conversation with Justice Anjola. His "High Flyer" was a timid lapdog whenever The Witch Mother was discussing with her. She was tied to her mother's apron strings and it appeared nothing could snap those strings...Well, Mrs "High-Flyer" and The Witch Mother would have many days, months and years together in inseparable bliss...He'll have to see Kunle later about the lawyer they discussed. The plot was surely thickening and he had to ensure that there were no loose ends.
"Martha, Martha" Yeside yelled.
"Aunty Martha", Olamide echoed.
Yeside thought she heard a mousy response from Olamide's room (partly occupied by Martha).
Yeside went close and knocked on the door. She heard the shuffling of feet and waited for Martha to let her in.
Martha wondered what story she would tell Yeside. She had to tell her why she didn't pick Olamide from school. The truth was that she was too scared to venture out of that room. She had tortured herself with thoughts of how to escape if he had managed to get into the room where she was hiding. Thankfully, she didn't have to deal with that. She couldn't afford to tell the truth because she knew that somehow, somebody somewhere would blame her and she would eventually be sent packing. The wives always blamed the maid for their husbands' indiscretions. Sending the maid away was usually considered the best way to save their marriages...until another maid was harassed. No, she couldn't tell Mummy Olamide what happened this afternoon.
"Martha, what's taking you so long to open the door? I don't have all day, Miss"
"Sorry ma. I'm not feeling too well ma"
Martha quickly asked God for forgiveness for that white lie as she opened the door.
"What's the matter? Have you taken any drugs?"
Yeside must have asked a dozen questions in less than a minute.
"I just started feeling feverish, ma"
"But why did you lock the door? Did you tell Daddy Olamide about it?"
Martha pretended not to hear the question and quickly countered with an apology.
"Sorry about leaving Olamide in school ma. I was cleaning the room when I started feeling feverish ma"
Yeside wanted to press but she decided to watch Martha a little more closely. She sure was hiding something and Yeside planned to wait patiently till the cat was let out of the bag. She handed over Olamide to Martha and went to the room to change into more comfortable clothes.
Though Mum had told her about Wole not going to work, she decided not to say anything about it. She had learnt earlier from a post she read on a Facebook page that if she kept her cool, the truth would reveal itself and she would be calm to face issues squarely.
Wole was ready for Yeside's angry outbursts. He was shocked to see her so calm and collected. He finally had to break the silence.
"Did you speak with Martha?"
"Yes I did"
"What did she say?"
"Not much", Yeside shrugged.
Both of their phones chose to ring at the same time. Kunle was calling Wole while Justice Anjola was calling Yeside. They both stepped away to receive the calls.
"Mum, this is not a good time", Yeside told her mother.
"Guy, can I call you back in about an hour?" Wole said to Kunle.
Kunle and Justice Anjola both insisted that the calls were too urgent to ignore. Kunle had the lawyer with him; Justice Anjola would be hosting guests in 30 minutes.
Wole stepped out of the room to receive his call while Yeside stayed back in the room. Both calls went past 30 minutes and by the time they were done, the moment had passed.
"I'll try to be back before 10pm, okay?" Wole told Yeside.
"I guess it'll give you enough time to prepare for a day of going nowhere tomorrow, right?"
The words flew out of Yeside's mouth before she could bite them back. Mum kept going on and on about Wole's absence from the office all through the call and she, surprisingly, allowed the words to fly out without restraint.
"Sorry, what did you just say?", Wole asked feeling really excited that the plan was actualizing itself without his help. He needed to egg her on and get her to explode; the cool and calm Yeside would destroy the plan.
"Nothing important. Just pretend you didn't hear me"
"But I did hear you. I know you and your mother have been gossiping about me"
Everything in Yeside wanted to respond but she remembered the 1-10 exercise. She started counting 1 to 10 and she could practically feel the anger going away.
Wole stormed out of the house. He was actually beginning to get angry and he needed a clear head to follow through with the plan.
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Wole squinted. He thought the guy with Kunle looked like Bro Gbenro. He couldn't see well, though. Just as He was about to open the outer door of the bar, the guy got up and headed towards the other bar exit.
"It would have been nice to see Bro Gbenro." Wole thought to himself. Maybe he could hook him up with a job somewhere, who knows?
"Guy, na who be the guy wey just stand up from here? He resemble somebody wey I sabi from wayback"
"Which guy?"
Kunle was acting so surprised and weird.
"Nobody sit down here na. E be like say you don dey see things ooo. Me wey being dey sit, dey wait? The lawyer said I should buzz him when you come; he had some unfinished business to attend".
"Kunle, who was that guy? I demand to know now"
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"Hey Mum, I just got home. I'll call you when I'm settled, okay?", Yeside snapped at her.
"Yeside!"
"Sorry Mum, I'll let you know when I'm settled ma. I'm sorry for snapping"
Wole felt his stomach churn as he listened to Yeside's side of the conversation with Justice Anjola. His "High Flyer" was a timid lapdog whenever The Witch Mother was discussing with her. She was tied to her mother's apron strings and it appeared nothing could snap those strings...Well, Mrs "High-Flyer" and The Witch Mother would have many days, months and years together in inseparable bliss...He'll have to see Kunle later about the lawyer they discussed. The plot was surely thickening and he had to ensure that there were no loose ends.
"Martha, Martha" Yeside yelled.
"Aunty Martha", Olamide echoed.
Yeside thought she heard a mousy response from Olamide's room (partly occupied by Martha).
Yeside went close and knocked on the door. She heard the shuffling of feet and waited for Martha to let her in.
Martha wondered what story she would tell Yeside. She had to tell her why she didn't pick Olamide from school. The truth was that she was too scared to venture out of that room. She had tortured herself with thoughts of how to escape if he had managed to get into the room where she was hiding. Thankfully, she didn't have to deal with that. She couldn't afford to tell the truth because she knew that somehow, somebody somewhere would blame her and she would eventually be sent packing. The wives always blamed the maid for their husbands' indiscretions. Sending the maid away was usually considered the best way to save their marriages...until another maid was harassed. No, she couldn't tell Mummy Olamide what happened this afternoon.
"Martha, what's taking you so long to open the door? I don't have all day, Miss"
"Sorry ma. I'm not feeling too well ma"
Martha quickly asked God for forgiveness for that white lie as she opened the door.
"What's the matter? Have you taken any drugs?"
Yeside must have asked a dozen questions in less than a minute.
"I just started feeling feverish, ma"
"But why did you lock the door? Did you tell Daddy Olamide about it?"
Martha pretended not to hear the question and quickly countered with an apology.
"Sorry about leaving Olamide in school ma. I was cleaning the room when I started feeling feverish ma"
Yeside wanted to press but she decided to watch Martha a little more closely. She sure was hiding something and Yeside planned to wait patiently till the cat was let out of the bag. She handed over Olamide to Martha and went to the room to change into more comfortable clothes.
Though Mum had told her about Wole not going to work, she decided not to say anything about it. She had learnt earlier from a post she read on a Facebook page that if she kept her cool, the truth would reveal itself and she would be calm to face issues squarely.
Wole was ready for Yeside's angry outbursts. He was shocked to see her so calm and collected. He finally had to break the silence.
"Did you speak with Martha?"
"Yes I did"
"What did she say?"
"Not much", Yeside shrugged.
Both of their phones chose to ring at the same time. Kunle was calling Wole while Justice Anjola was calling Yeside. They both stepped away to receive the calls.
"Mum, this is not a good time", Yeside told her mother.
"Guy, can I call you back in about an hour?" Wole said to Kunle.
Kunle and Justice Anjola both insisted that the calls were too urgent to ignore. Kunle had the lawyer with him; Justice Anjola would be hosting guests in 30 minutes.
Wole stepped out of the room to receive his call while Yeside stayed back in the room. Both calls went past 30 minutes and by the time they were done, the moment had passed.
"I'll try to be back before 10pm, okay?" Wole told Yeside.
"I guess it'll give you enough time to prepare for a day of going nowhere tomorrow, right?"
The words flew out of Yeside's mouth before she could bite them back. Mum kept going on and on about Wole's absence from the office all through the call and she, surprisingly, allowed the words to fly out without restraint.
"Sorry, what did you just say?", Wole asked feeling really excited that the plan was actualizing itself without his help. He needed to egg her on and get her to explode; the cool and calm Yeside would destroy the plan.
"Nothing important. Just pretend you didn't hear me"
"But I did hear you. I know you and your mother have been gossiping about me"
Everything in Yeside wanted to respond but she remembered the 1-10 exercise. She started counting 1 to 10 and she could practically feel the anger going away.
Wole stormed out of the house. He was actually beginning to get angry and he needed a clear head to follow through with the plan.
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Wole squinted. He thought the guy with Kunle looked like Bro Gbenro. He couldn't see well, though. Just as He was about to open the outer door of the bar, the guy got up and headed towards the other bar exit.
"It would have been nice to see Bro Gbenro." Wole thought to himself. Maybe he could hook him up with a job somewhere, who knows?
"Guy, na who be the guy wey just stand up from here? He resemble somebody wey I sabi from wayback"
"Which guy?"
Kunle was acting so surprised and weird.
"Nobody sit down here na. E be like say you don dey see things ooo. Me wey being dey sit, dey wait? The lawyer said I should buzz him when you come; he had some unfinished business to attend".
"Kunle, who was that guy? I demand to know now"
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