ROYH:
It been a long time Theblessedman....
I'm passing by and saw You Peeping at your thread, naso I reasoned am say make I tuale oga boss oh

chisiudeh:
Oga Darous I hope this story will end well for everyone. I'm beginning to fear sef to read the story for the first time. I know he has learnt his lessons before now.

But Kip it up.

TheBlessedMAN:
thanx bro. But thou sha na fear o...

TheBlessedMAN:
this man eh! How va na? He don tey o...u be boss man. I swear, tuafikwa, ah don miss u...

ROYH:
Tuafikwa no be God Forbid?
Abeg, you no miss person oh, if you do, man go know waytin they sub LAH....
Na Tgold1 I know say him be capon for hia.....
Maa no lie, nigga Don miss Emmanuel too oh...
You they that green house? The WhortPause Level?

MrLemuel nko?
Hope the NIGAA Never snich

TheBlessedMAN:
Tgold1 don comot 4 diz branch of nairaland na... He don tey wey i see Mrlemuel brake light...

TheBlessedMAN:
During the heat of that moment of bliss, a voice boomed out of the speakers saying;
"not so fast!"

Joke and I, still revelling in the effects of our conjugal bliss, thinking that was the voice of the choir mistress, ignored it until it came again but with more words and emphasis this time around.

"are you both deaf? I SAID NOT SO FAST!"

Spinning around in shock, my gaze settled fast on the latest application of palava the devil had planned to install into my life at the most happiest moment of my life.

I stood there in a total state of perplexity as the bearer of the voice continued her walking steps towards the podium where Joke(whose shocking expression is undescribable) and I were standing.

The devil's app was claded in a white sleeveless gown that rests on her ankle and her hair was packed in a messy bun.
How she got the microphone in her hand remains a mysery yet to be solved.

Saying some of the whole congeregation was already feeling confused and perplexed would be an utter understatement, as all of them have already stood up and mummuring out their disbelief incoherently.

"What type of devil are you?" The pastor's voice roared out of the speakers at her as she finally stopped on the lowest step linking to the rostrum.

"Well, if we are going to use the word 'devil', then you should know who the real devil is, between me and that sonofabitch that calls himself the groom!"

"you will use no such words in this holy ground you devil!" The pastor retaliated.

"you keep calling me the devil even when am only reciprocating the cruel thing that was done to me.."

"eh! Look here, you will walk out of here right now and go back to that very pit of hell you crawl out from...or else gbege go shele today...." That was the voice of my mum's younger sister, threatening the intruder with a bitter tone while my mum could be seen wailing on the floor. Poor woman!.

But the intruder wasn't disturbed atall by that, as she still portrayed that look of temerity on her face.

"hmmm...bloody amnesia!" I cooed silently as the whole drama unfolds. I casted a nervous look at Joke. She has this look of complete shock and disbelief that dominated her face. Its plain obvious that her brain was still trying to process the sudden happenings around her.

"there's only two ways this can end!" The intruder thundered after a while of hot exchange between, some of the pastors, my mother's younger sister, Aunty Comfort, Lewis my bestman, Efe and Collins.

"what way?" They all queried in unison.

"its either Darous marry us both or he marries only me..either way, am not leaving here without either..." Her demands was met with a lot of mummuring sounds of disapproval from everyone except me as I was just standing in total awe of regretful thoughts.

"what facts do you have to end this union?" Lewis asked her.

"you really want to know?" She asked back.

"yes...cos you will be begging for your life in the next second if you don't have any evidence to justify this commotion you caused." Collins, with a fumming tone fired at her.

She let out a mischievious grin and placed the microphone closer to her vocal entrance as I nervously anticipated what the psycopath would say.

"well, let me start by saying, I have all the powers in the world to end this because I know the colour, the lenght, the girth and all the functions of the groom's pènis..." Everybody released a gasp and she continued. "And secondly because am the reason behind his wealth, and thirdly..."

"will you keep kwayet!" A voice interrupted her. "Will you just shut that filthy mouth of yours?" I searched for the owner and for the upteenth time that day, I was totally dumbstruck when I saw the bearer of the voice..
"you promised to ruin this wedding and you did...don't you have any shame nor dignity atall?"

"what? Who are you? Do I know you?" The intruder, with a confused look, asked back.

Everybody's attention was now focused on the two drama queens. Cold sweats continued to run down my spine as I stood there watching what was going on.

"oh!" She casted the intruder a disdained look and let out a wicked chuckle. "You don't know me again? That is too cheap for even a fool like you...." She thundered, while the intruder was left wondering whats going on. "you barge in here, trying to ruin everything we've worked so hard for, all because of what happened in our secondary school days? I can't believe you're this pathetic."

"what happened between you two?" Someone had questioned curiously.

"thanks for asking her o. Cos am confused myself." The intruder said.

"well," Nike continued. "I STOLE HER BOYFRIEND! And she caught us sleeping with eachother! So she vowed to ruin my wedding day, but what she didn't know is, this is my sisters wedding!" Nike ended.

Chioma was just staring at her, feeling dumbstruck. Obviously, this was too much for her, even for a psychopathic she-devil like her.

Even in the devil's kingdom, there are ranks. Nike versus Chioma? Who ranks higher?


TBC

TheBlessedMAN:
u're right. The devil always has a motive behind every hand of gud gesture he offers.

kayusdguy:

Bros, you deserve more than accolades. Kudos to you, i didn't think of that chioma girl regaining her memories but abeg you know say we really need updates.

hephzibah29:
Whaoooo,,,
Mhen this story na dope...
Nobody can ever..i mean ever predicted what ll happen next...
TBM, you are just too good...
It worth the wait...
If you knw when I don save this page Tab on my phone, always reloading everyday...
God bless you and keep d good work

ghettochild4u:
Nike the saviour comes to darous' rescue
So let's find out the relationship btw nike n chioma...
Or Nike had always known darous past will catch up with him n cos she didn't want to ruin her sister's happiness, she prepared for any intruder that comes around....
Darous... son of Thunder...
We are waiting

Damibiz:
Those wedding vows kill me especially that of Theblessedman

TheBlessedMAN:
lolz

ROYH:
eeyah...
The 'W' nko?
0 viii i c o u n t l e s s?

TheBlessedMAN:
Tgold1 don comot 4 diz branch of nairaland na... He don tey wey i see Mrlemuel brake light...