More updates oo...its wikend nww...

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"Good morning sir!" Lara greeted her father in-law as she wheeled Tony towards the waiting car.

"Hope you slept well?" Ifiora said as he helped Tony into the car.

"Fine sir." Lara smiled.

"Errm...I'l be going to see my mother, she asked me to come over." Lara told Tony.

"Okay, then, see ya later." he waved at her.

She waved and watch them drive away. She suddenly wished Tony won't ever get on his feet, atleast, so that he would continue to be nice.
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"Mum you asked to see me." Lara said with a frown, she was getting irritated by her mother's silence.

"Yes Lara, my daughter. Hmm." funke said with a sigh.

"So?" Lara's frown grew deeper.

"hmm, Lara omo mi, you know I love you, you are my only child..." Funke began meditatively.

Lara laughed quitely, this woman didn't call her over to tell her that.

"Meanwhile, how's Tony's health?" Funke didn't look happy.

"They just left for the hospital this morning, he'll be better soon, he'l be flown to Cairo next three months." Lara explained.

"Shey you know, his spinal cord was affected during the accident?"
Funke said in a faint voice.

"yes I know, that's why he's on a wheel chair, and he'll be better soon.." Lara said impatience creeping into her voice.

"Let me talk Lara and stop trying to defend Tony's illness!" her mother shot at her.

Lara fell silent, was she defending Tony..

"Lara you have to end this marriage." Funke said carelessly.

"Which marriage?" Lara's eyebrow creased

"Tony is not worth you! You shold file a divorce, you can't hook yourself with a disabled for life..." Funke explained.

Lara rolled her eyes.
"Mummy what did you drink this morning?" she laughed.

"Are trying to insult me?" Funke's voice rose.

"Noo...just that, Tony used to be your favourite." Lara explained still laughing.

"What I'm saying is that you must divorce Tony, you can't saddle yourself with such a burden, this was a man who was maltreating you..."

"ehen! Mum you are so incredible!" Lara interrupted her.

"Where were you when he maltreated me? What did you do when he turned me into a punching bag? Aren't the same person who rocked the boat of the marriage cos of money? You made me go through hell!" Lara said anger creeping into her voice.

"Hold on! And let me talk!" Lara rose up when her mother tried to speak up.

"Do I look like some commodity you can use to trade? Now that Tony is ill, you feel he can no longer fulfill your selfish needs, you want me to divorce him right? Perhaps you want to marry me off to someone else again abi?"

"No Lara! I'm only concerned about you and myself! You must divorce Tony. I need a grandchild!" funke shot at her.

"What has a grandchild got to do with Tony's illness?" Lara fired back.

"Tony isn't only crippled, he's impotent! The accident rendered him impotent!" Funke screamed.

Lara stoped momentarily, what's her mother trying to say.
"I beg your pardon...what did you just say?" her voice was low.

"oh yes! The affected spinal cord did not only affect his legs, it affected his manhood! Your husband can't perform anymore!" Funke shrilled.

"Perform as in how?" Lara couldn't help asking.

"He can't make love to you! Can you go on like this? No se-x, no child bearing...no.....no.... Lara, try to understand me!" Funke explained.

"Mum...you mean..you mean..." her voice trailed off.
She felt sweat trickling down her face.

"You see, my daughter, you can't go on like that. Even if he gets on his feet again, there's no possibility that he would be able to perform anymore." Funke said triumphantly.

Lara thought for a while, she began pacing up and down the room sweating profusely. She stoped abruptly facing her mother.
"Well, Tony had never made love to me, so even this isn't a new development.." she began to say.

"Haaa! Lara please don't do this o! I need a grandchild! You want your father's name to be wiped off the earth?" Funke held her daughter.

Lara smiled mischievously, she had wanted an opportunity to get back at her mother, this was a chance.
"Well, mum, I don't think you need a grandchild, if you did, you wouldn't have made me suffer all I suffered. This is what you want, you must live with it. Continue to enjoy more money!" Lara sneered.

"I need to leave now!" Lara picked her bag.

"Lara please.." funke tried to hold her.

"Take you hands off me!" Lara pushed her away.

"I hate you!" Lara told her tears streaming down her cheeks.
"You hear me? I said I hate you! I would never forgive you! You ruined my life..." Lara sniffed, before storming out of the house.

Awww...cnt bliv dey dnt mak luv...she must be going tru hell...poor her...dat stupid iya iyawo bournvita...Serves Tony ryt.@op,pls dnt tel me Tony wil b xpctn hs dear wife to stay....bt sha luv conquers all***sighs

HumbledbYGrace: u gay?

see,she is a she, and @bukky, tony is d reason 4 his misfortune,tell lara not 2 leave him,i can solve his problem,just bring him 2 our house. And let tony sef suffer small

Hehehe impotent ke! Which kind yeye mother b dat na

@bukky...wnt u update tonight

bukky wia u de na,discussion suppose continue my dear

Confession of a secret reader
Been seretly following without comment bt I gat one word for u bukky
AWESOME! Bt don't keep us waiting for long

Hy dearies, m sowi for not updating, was kinda busy....

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Tony watched Lara as she tucked him bed. She've not been herself ever since she went to see her mother two weeks ago. No more the cheerful-smiling Lara, the old Lara seem to be creeping back in place.

"Good night." she whispered turning to leave.

"Lara?" he called out, just as she held the door knob.

"Yes?" she didn't look back.

"Can we talk?" his voice was low.

"Can't wait till morning?" she asked irritated.

"Please..." he sounded desperate.

With a sigh, lara turned and walked up to him.
"so?" she said crawling up the bed beside him.

"Lara..." he began, taking her hands.
She pulled away, he expected that too.

"Errm, I just wanna ask if you're alright? Ever since you came from your mother's place You've been moody....errrmm, is anything wrong?" he said in a cool voice.

Lara looked away. Why's he asking her that? He cares?
"I'm fine." she sighed.

"I know you are, but deep within you are troubled, talk to me Lara..." He said soothingly.

She looked at him briefly, he doesn't sound like Tony at all, did the illness change him?
"Is there anything the doctor said about your health apart from your legs?" she asked.

Tony felt his heart beat increase.
"Your mother told you right?" his voice was faint.

"she did, and I wonder why you never told me that..." she replied getting off the bed.

"Lara...I just felt you shouldn't know, I know it'l hurt you.."

"It hurts more that I heard it from someone else..." her voice was rising.

"I'm sorry, its just that....errmm...Lara please, understand me...." he looked confused.

"Understand you? Of course you know Lara is daft! An Illiterate can never understand!" her voice became harsh.

"No Lara...what I mean is that, I would be treated, and everything would become fine..." he tried to explain.

Lara shook her head slowly.
"Your legs will be treated not your ....your...your...Impotency!" she replied angrily.

Tony's eyes narrowed, he looked hurt. He wore a painful look that made Lara regret her words.

"That's not true Lara..its just that...that...some things got complicated...once my spinal cord gets back in place, I'll normal again..." his voice was shaky.

"Normal again? Were you normal before?" Lara made a face.
"When you were busy sleeping around Sophia...have...have ...you ever thought if...if...if...I'm human with needs?" tears filled her eyes.

"This marriage is almost two years now..and...and..." sobs choked her.

"Lara please, I know I've wronged you...but please..." he was crying too.

"I guess you want me stay right? But how am I sure you aint trying to be nice just because you're ill! I'm sure when you get back on your feet again; you'l become the real Tony, and I'll no longer be Lara but a daft-illiterate girl!" Lara said angrily, before turning to leave the room.

"Lara please wait" he called after her.
But she left banging the door behind her.

Tony stared at the door in horror. He knew he was doomed, should Lara decide to end the marriage.
He was at her mercy.

"God help me!" he clasped his palms in prayer.

Maybe she was right, that if he gets on his feet, he might not regain his manhood! Perhaps the doctor lied to him? The doctor told him, all would be well...

"Tony you are in deep mess:" he muttered fighting back tears.

If Lara should leave him, he won't survive it. He might lose his life, cos he was madly in love with her.

Madly inlove? People are funny!

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Tony winced a little, he felt like easing himself, he had pressed the beeper for more than twenty times now but Lara is yet to show up.
He wondered if she was trying to punish him, because on a normal day, she'd have cleaned him up and served him his food..
He pressed the beeper five more times but she didn't come.

He decided to help himself into the wheel-chair standing by his bed side. He pushed himself towards the bed's edge, he took hold of the wheel chair and attempted to hop in. He lost his balance and almost toppled over...

"Hey! What are doing?"
It was Lara, he didn't look back, he wasn't sure if the scowl he saw yesterday was still there.

"Errrm..." he tried to speak as she balanced him on the wheel.

"Morning to you Tony..." she wheeeled him towards the Loo.
"I was answering a call when I heard the beeper..."

"Here...steady...sorry...easy..." were her words a she helped him into the the bath tub.

"I'l be back in a jiffy" Lara said looking away, she could bear to see him unclad.

Tony smiled, she's too shy he thought.
"I want you to stay..." he smiled revealing his teeth.

"No thank you." lara left the bathroom.
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"hmn Deji na wa for you ooo, that's how you are ehn? You can't...

#to be continued later#

WHEN?

Bukky biko ooo,we're waiting!

Sorry ooo for the delay.

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"Ehen! Deji what's there in life that you should forget me na!" Lara queried.

"Nooo, bestie, its not like that na!" Deji laughed as she sipped her glass of juice.

"Eh is like what? Tell me! Deji toh bad!" Lara laughed again flopping beside her friend.

"Girlie, yan me, I heard Tony is sick?" Deji began to say in a mocking tone.

"yes, he's been ill." Lara said carefully.

"I heard the only snake in his forest is dead?" Deji asked again.

"Now Deji, don't start! That's so cruel..."

"So cruel?" Deji mimicked her.
"You don't know how happy I was when I heard the news! I danced ehn!" she looked excited.

"Deji!" Lara gave her a reprimanding look.

"What? Isn't it worth celebration?" Deji laughed

"This isn't fuuny" Lara frowned.
"You're happy at the misfortune that has befallen my marriage?"

"Which misfortune? When that man was fraternizing with all the women in town, isn't that a misfortune!" Deji made a face.

"Deji please!" Lara looked offended.

Just then the beeper made a shrill sound.
"Excuse me bestie, Tony needs me now!" she got to her feet in a hurry.

"come o!" Deji held her dress.
"so you don turn dog wey na beeper dem dey use call you shey?"

the shrill sound came again, louder this time.
Lara pushed her friend's hands away, rushing towards Tony's room.

Deji watched go, she clapped her hands in gossip fashion. She quickly tip-toed after her friend.

"I'm just tired of being in here, can you take me outside please?" Tony pleaded peering at Lara.

Lara wished she wouldn't take him outside, she feared Deji's razor tongue.

"Lara? Anything wrong?" Tony patted her arm.

"Errrm, yea...no " Lara helped him into the wheel chair.

"okay..." Tony smiled as she wheeled him out of the room.

They were at the hall way when they met Deji's mocking gaze.

"Good afternoon o, Mr Tony!" Deji made sure her voice was loud and clear.

"Af'noon Deji, its been a long time." Tony smiled.

"Yes o! I heard about your illness...errm...I mean the paralysis of your legs and ....and.....your..." Deji replied a mischievously smile playing on her lips.

Tony didn't miss the message she was trying to pass across to him.

"lets go!" Lara whispered as she wheeled him out trhought the back door.

"I'm sorry about Deji's attitude..." she apologised as she balanced him on the grass in the mini-garden.

He simply nodded.

"You need a snack or something?"

"No, I'm okay." he was reading some invisible things on his palm.

"you don't need anythin, anything atall?" Lara searched his eyes.

"Yes, you can go now, your friend is waiting." he waved her off.

"Okay!" She sighed walking on the balls of her feet out of the garden.

"welcome back! Iya Tony!" Deji quipped as her friend walked in..

"Seriously what you did Deji was really bad! Do you have to remind him of his problems?" Lara feigned anger.

"Atleast he got the message!" Deji bit into her meatpie.

"Deji...do you know you are too bad?" Lara squeezed beside her.

"Oh yea! You need not remind me! Anyways, we've gotta enjoy our lives o." she quipped and they laughed in unision.

hehe awesome ,update me dis comin tuesday oh

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Lara combed her hair and oiled it properly. She had earlier on called her hair stylist that she'd be coming that morning.
She wondered what hair style she'll plait, she loosed shuku yeterday, maybe this week she'd use two-step or sade...

"Lara?" Tony called out interrupting her thoughts.

She rolled he eyes
"oooooh, pesin won't rest again ni?" she hissed.

"Lara...."

she hissed again, she was beginning to get sick and tired of Tony.
"Always Lara,Lara,Lara...na wetin sef!" she frowned.

"Lara are you there?" Tony called out again.

"Ooooh, free me jor!" she whispered.

"Yes? I'm coming!" she put in a lot of effort for her voice to become polite.

"Here am I." she forced a smile.

"I can see...just wanted you around me." he was smiling too.

See this one o! When did that one start? Lara thought.

"are you going out?" he asked.

"Erm, yes, I'm going to make my hair." she explained

"Hmmm, I'd be alone then..." he said in despair.

"Well, I need to go now." she started walking away.

"Okay." he sighed.
He was sure going to miss her.
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Tony looked from Funke his mother in-law to his parents, he wished Lara was at home; maybe she might defend him some how...

"Thank God your wife is out, so we can discuss properly." Ifiora began to say.

"Yes, her absence is very essential." Funke chirped in, she personally thanked God Lara was absent, she couldn't bear those looks on her face.

"Errrm..Tony, what has your wife got to say about your illness?" Ifiora asked.

Tony looked away, what does he want him to say...

"Tony, your father just asked you a question." Amara said impatiently

"Nothing." Tony replied.

"What do you mean by nothing?" Funke asked eyeing him.

"I think she should be in the best positin to answer that." he frowned. He had never had an atom of respect for his mother in-law.

"Tony, you'l be travelling out of the country next two weeks for your treatment..."

"I know that already." Tony cut his father short. He wondered why they all gathered a meeting without informing him earlier.

"Good! What matters now is Lara, we can't keep her like this, she has a future." Ifiora ignored his son's rudeness.

"What's your point?" Tony asked grithing his teeth, he was losing his temper.

"The point is you should divorce Lara, you fool!" Amara shot at him.

Tony held her cold gaze for a while, he wondered when he and his beloved mother became enemies.

"I can't divorce her!" he spat out.

"Why?" Funke sneered

"She is my wife, and I love her, our marriage is sealed. Gerrit!" He glared at Funke.

"listen to me Tony! Love or no love, seal or no seal, you must divorce lara! You can't saddle her with your disability! How far do you think she can cope?!" Amara said menacingly.

"That's none of your business! I wonder if anyone has ever asked you to divorce your husband!" Tony shot at her.

"You dare talk to me that way?" Amara made to slap him but for the timely intervention of her husband.

"No darling, you can't do that, look at his condition" Ifiora forced his wife back into her seat.

"We're here to rule out some case, not to fight. Tony, Lara's mum came to us, she wants you to divorce her daughter..." Ifiora gestured towards Funke.

"Yes o! Be ni! You must to divorce my daughter o! My daughter can't marry an impotent man o! Lai lai!" Funke started to rant.

Amara exchanged looks with her husband.

"I meant it o! Its me Funke that talk it! I need grand children, and they don't fall from heaven shey you know that! A man must to perform ni, and when you can't perform, we'll look elsewhere." Funke's body shook as she ranted, her gold bangles making chiping sounds.

Tony bit his lower lips. Life could be cruel sometimes.

"that's so rude! We are not quarelling here!" Amara tried to pacify Funke.

"Robb ke! Mentholatum ni! The quarell has just begun niye o! Tell your impotent son to divorce my daughter o!" Funke turned to face Amara agressively.

"Please calm down." Ifiora told her.

"See who is talking! Like father like son! Who knows maybe you too is an impotenti?..."

"You don't dare insult my husband!" Amara shot back at her.
"How can you become this lousy? Is it how you yoruba's behave?"

"Behave ke! You will soon see behaviour! Let me go and tell her fathers people that's when you'll see the real Yoruba behaviour. Oshi!" Funke yelled at her before stamping out the room.

Amara gaped at her. People change so easily, could this be the same woman whom they lavished so much money on?

Hmmm... Lyf!

So that funke dey wicked o,why she no fit wait 4 ha pikin,tell ha 2 go and visit d devil in hell.

Dt funke wicked no be small, tell her to visit d devil in hell. Cant she wait 4 ha daughter.

Na wa for some people o.
U go fear mother in law.
Oya, more updates pls.

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"Good day!" Lara smiled as walked into the sitting room.

"Welcome." Tony replied, he didn't return her smile.

"How have you been? Hope I didn't stay for too long?" she squatted beside him.

"Fine." he looked away.

"Are you okay?" lara noticed the worried look on his face.

"I'm okay."

Lara watched him for a while, she knew definitely this bad mood wasn't cos of her, perhaps something went wrong.

"I heard your parents came alongside my mother while I was away..." she tried again.

"Yes."

"What did they come to do? I mean what did they say?" she asked.

"Nothing...they just came to say hi to us!" Tony was still avoidng her eyes.

"thats not true!" Lara knew he was lying.

Tony bit his lower lip.

"please tell me what happened." she pleaded patting his arm.

"your mum wants this marriage to be dissolved." he blurted out.

She laughed quitely
"So is that why you're moody?"

"yes...she called me names...even my parents got their share of the insults!" the words seem to come out through his teeth.

Lara rubbed her forehead...her mother was impossible.

"Don't mind her! Okay?" she tried to sound calm.

"Lara...its just that...I errm....don't..don't want you to leave me, you're all I have now...please..." he squeezed her palms.

"I'm not leaving" she assured him.

Their gaze locked for what seemed like eternity, till Lara looked away.

"Lemme get you something to eat, care for some fish peppersoup? I bought fresh fish from the water side..." she tried to sound cheerful.

"I'm already salivating." Tony rubbed his stomach.

"Now you're joining me in the kitchen..." Lara laughed as she wheeled him towards the kitchen.

bukkyDAN bukkyDan where have u been?u have been to tony's house to tell lara that i said she shld divorce tony and let him sufa a little!so it is now he is trouble that he knows he loves ha?men... where is sonia?

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Tony's eyes followed Lara, as she walked up and down the room, trying to get his things ready for the journey.
His father would be there in no time to accompany him.

He sighed and sipped his heavily creamed coffee. The night had been a tough one, he was thinking all through.
He had imagined what it'll be like if he got treated well- how life would be with Lara then.
He thought of the probability that he didn't get well, would Lara continue to stay that way...

"What are you thinking?" Lara jolted him back from his thoughts.

"Ehn?" he smiled, he had learnt that word from her.

"Your mug have been hanging halfway to your lips for a while now." she said zipping his bag.

"Nothing."

"Hmm." she looked up.
"When are you coming back?" she walked to the bed side.

"I guess three weeks minimum." he replied.

"minimum three weeks? Maximum should be one year then." Lara's eyes ogled out.

"No...not more than a month." Tony laughed.

"I can't stay here all alone..." she made a face.

Tony sighed, what was going to tell her? His worries?

"now c'mon, its just for a little while, okay? My mum would come to check on you regularly, you can even call your friend Deji to come and stay with you." he petted her.

"Okay..." Lara sighed.

They heard a car honked!

"Your dad is here..." she helped him into his wheel chair.

"G'morning sir." she said as her father in-law took over the wheel chair.

"How are you?"

"Fine." she followed them closely with Tony's bags.

"bye and take care." she said as they were about to drive away.

"Lara?" tony said gently.
Their eyes locked. Tears filled his eyes.
"Pray for me." he whispered.

"I will." her voice was weak too.

"I love you Lara, and I'll miss you." he sniffed, before the car moved.

Lara waved at them as they left the compound, tears streaming down her face.

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Lara sat, her eyes glued to the Tv. She watched the indian girls dance, she knew she was addicted to Bollywood.

There was a knock on the door, she felt reluctant to open it. The knock came again sharply.

She hissed, put the Tv off, before sauntering towards the door.

"Who's there?" she asked opening the door.

"Can we come in?" Funke asked coldly.

Lara stood barring the door, her mother wasn't alone, she came with an old man and three young men.

"Lara can't you see people are waiting? Let us in na!" her mother said again.

Lara shifted for them to get in.

"So mum who are they? And how may I help them?" she asked closing the door behind her.

"ehen/ the old man is ermm...the younger brother to your paternal grandfather, his name is Baba Lagbaja..." Funke began her introduction

"These ones are you father's cousins...errm..yes...beni, this one is Soji,..this one is Dele, this one is errm Tunde...they are all from your father's village." Funke continued.

"So what are they doing in my house?" Lara asked sternly.

"Ah ahn! Lara ki lo de! Shey an ja ni! Are we quarelling? Serve them drinks first now."

Lara obliged.

"What's your mission" she asked the Baba Lagbaja as she served him.

"They have come to take you!" Funke announced.

"Take me? How?" Lara laughed as she sat on a settee.

"Omolara my grand daughter..." the old man began.
"you are the only female child in our family, we value you alot.".

"Yes!" tunde, soji and Dele chorused.

"You are the only one left to continue your father's lineage, you can't let your father's name die like that." baba Lagbaja said coughing at intervals.

"So?" Lara frowned.

"We have come to take you out of this marriage, we need children to bear Popoola's name." he further explained.

Lara laughed uncontrollably.
"You don't laugh when an elder is talking." Tunde yelled at her.

"She's stubborn o.!" Funke chirped

Lara ignored her mum and faced Tunde.
"You don't yell at me, else I'l throw you out of my house.!"

"Baba..."she turned to face the old man
"I'l go with you if only you can do something for me." she said politely.

"Name it omo mi." Baba Lagbaja said

"If you can return all you've collected from Tony and his parents, then I'l follow you." Lara assured him.

"What are those things?"

"To start with, my mother must return the one million naira she collected for bride price, then all the jewelries and ornaments, then all the clothes, the house they bought for her, all the gifts they showered on her...alll..the..."

"Ehn!" The old man screamed interrupting her

"Ehn!" Baba Lagbaja exclaimed again.

"Yes o! Including the two jeeps Tony's Father gave her, and the..."

"Wait!" he stoped her, turning to Funke.

"Funke! N gbo? You collected all that? Are you trying to sell your daughter? You've sold her already I rather say!" he yelled at her.

Funke shifted uneasily on her seat.

"My daughter, sorry to have troubled you o. " Baba Lagbaja told the smiling Lara.

"Young men let's go!" he said angrily and they rose to leave.

"Wait wait! I'll pay!" Funke was desperate.
"I'l pay in installments, little by little."

"When you sold your daughter to them, did you give her to them in installments?" Baba Lagbara shrieked at her.

"Don't ever come to me again o! If you do Sango would strike you dead! " he cursed before leaving the house with his group.

Funke was confused! How could her daughter become so mean.

"hey mum! You've got another plan?" Lara laughed at her dejected mother.

"Well, I'm afraid, you'll have to die without a grandchild o. As for me, I can easily adopt as many children as I want o!" she jeered.

Funke threw her handbag at her in anger.

"Ouch!" Lara winced as the bag hit her belly.
"Please o! Be careful, Tony's Babies are in there!" she laughed some more.

"Lara, you're doing this to me your mother! What's your gain?" Funke asked tears staining her eyes.

"My gain?" Lara looked sobber.
"My gain, is that, I can make you feel bad after all you did to me!" Tears welled up her eyes too.

"Omolara! I'm leaving you! Continue to ruin your life!"

"Yea! I'll continue from where you stoped" Lara spat out.

"Don't ever come to look for me! I'm no longer your mother." Funke fumed heading towards the exit.

"And I'm no longer your daughter!" Lara shot back.

Funke turned round astonished.
"Lara?" she whispered.

Lara walked into her room, leaving her to stand there like an undecided ghost.

Heha serves d mum right! Weldone Bukky

Hahahahahahahahahaha *laughing and sipping tea at d same time,till d tea starts coming out of his nose* hahahahahahahahahahaha *cant stop* buhahahahehehahehahahahahahahahahahahahaha

Hahahaha... Luv d@ Lara gal jare... Bukky,weldne

Nice story Bukky, but no good work comes without criticism. Your story has to be one your readers can relate to like the emotions, drama and enough suspense. The story is shallow. I loved the way you started and I hope you can go back to that. Lovely stories and characters

Thanks trixandra, splendblex, candis, and Damex. God bless.
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Funke tossed and turned on her bed. She had suffered from chronic fever ever since her last encounter with Lara.
"What have I done to deserve such treatment from my daughter?" she asked herself.

"The child I bore for nine months, brought up at my own expense, decides to turn against me." she gazed at the ceiling.

She counted the ceiling for a long time.
"Hmn!" she chuckled wickedly.

"So far I'm her biological mother, she must leave that marriage! Whether Tony gets well or not!" she said firmly.

She brazed up a plan, she pulled her cellphone towards her and dialled a number.

"Hello, Deji ?" she said into the phone.

"Hello, eka le ma! Good evening." Deji said in a sleepy voice.

"Deji please, come over to my place tomorrow morning. We have something to discuss." Funke told her softly.

"okay ma." Deji said cautiously before ending the call.

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"Deji eat and drink now, its your home o." Funke said as Deji sipped her drink shyly.

"Deji there's something I'll want us to discuss." she said after Deji finished her snacks.

"I heard of a girl back then...the girl that used to be Tony's mistress...I mean Sophia..." she continued.

"uhum!" Deji grunted giving her suspicious look.

"Errm..Deji, I know you and your exploits, you have this city under your finger tips..." Funke appraised her.

"So?" she grimaced.

"So I want you to tell me where she is! I know you monitor her movements! Please let me have her address." Funke explained.

"just like that? What do you want with her?" she asked.

"I've got some business plans, and I heard she's good in such business..."

"Of all the business women in this city?" Deji interrupted her.

"Common Deji, just give it to me! I'll pay any amount you need." funke said this because she knew Deji is a sucker for money.

"hmmn, I just hope this 'business' won't affect Lara o!" Deji cautioned.

"Nooo...not at all! You forget Lara is my daughter!" Funke laughed.

"Okay!" Deji said scribbling Sophia's address on a note pad.

"Thank you, name your pay!" Funke smiled satisfactorily.

"no need for that! Meanwhile, I must go and see Lara now, I promised her I'm going over." Deji made to go.

"Okay bye, and please don't tell her about this o." Funke saw her off.

She waved as Deji drove away, a donkey smile playing on her face.
First mission accomplished, next target on point!

Na wa. Dis funke may get diabolical o. But lets watch n c. Pele o, iyawo mi bukky.

white mosquito: Na wa. Dis funke may get diabolical o. But lets watch n c. Pele o, iyawo mi bukky.

iyawo kẹ, jọwọ ma fun bukky wa ni iba o . Translation dont give our bukky malaria o . And u too bukky dont get a close .