HOW COULD SHE?
I really fell in love deeply with this
girl,***deep if I can say***. Her name is
Abosede. I never knew Love is as beautiful
as this. I really commend the poet who
quote: "Love is a beautiful thing". I feel so
much alive being with her,you can't blame
me,its my first time ever being in love.
My name is Dapo but at times I forget my
real name because most of the time,my
friends call me Drust. Honestly,I don't know
the meaning but I only allowed the name
on me because of how sweet it sounds to
my ear. Who am I? Sometimes I ask the
question from myself. I don't really know
who I am. Although I feel so complete as a
boy,some even call me nigga as the way it
was common. But there's a name I never
would not allow anybody to call me and
that's ***Lover boy***(what the Bleep!)What
the hell is that word? I don't believe in such
thing.
To me,love don't exist among us as youths.
Psychologically,I will say that "NO LOVE IN
AFRICA".........The whole of my mentality
flushed when I met HER. Beauty is the word
I can call her, charactered is also one of her
features,One of a Kind in summary. How I
wish that the love that exist between us is
what exist among my fellow youths,that
means our generation will kill,destroy and
eradicate fornication and adultery****I
know you wonder how**** but words are
few to express what I meant. It was when I
met this girl that I start thinking as a man
not boy anymore. How can I call myself
niggar? What a shame on me then! My life
really moved forward with her. "HER STORY"
she wasn't from a smiling background just
like me,but she has what I don't usually
have. Happiness.
I was twenty-one and she was just
eighteen*legally permitted to
marry***smiles*** she was in S.s2 and I
had finished my secondary school since but
I never attempted U.T.M.E because of my
looking forward to studying abroad.
Whenever she asked why I wasn't in school
yet,I'll look into her face and tell lies. I have
to****I have to give her hope**** I will
never be myself if I loose her***If you've
ever been in love,you can explain better
than I can***
Now what I have been praying for. My visa
was to be released three years ago but due
to suicide bombers everywhere, they didn't
release it. But now they've released
it***Oh! God,why now?*** When I told her
she was happy,she'll even shout whenever
we are on road walk "At Last,Hope Is
Coming". I don't need soothsayer's
interpretation, I was the hope. Months
later, I became an international student. A
Nigerian studying in the UK(United
Kingdom). Life became another
season,another world but my love for her
never turned or shake a bit. Anytime I will
want to sleep,I will always remember that
word she told me on my departure day: "I
LOVE YOU" since we've been together,she
has never uttered such words to me. The
words brought shiver down my spine,I know
I would miss her,I felt like I wanted to cry
but I thank God I'm a man,I withheld the
tears. Anytime I was alone,that voice note
kept playing on my head.
We lost contact as you've been expecting
me to say. I changed my life on the school
gate. My phone, the sim and even my
phone book was misplaced.***don't
worry,I'll explain how*** on my arrival day
to the UK,my load didn't arrive with
me***dont ask why because I don't know
why they're doing it,but it has been like that
since or even before I was born*** I was so
busy at school, being a mechanical
engineering student is not simple, not even
at the University of Reading United
Kingdom. Sometimes when others
department were on break some students
in my department will never taste from the
enjoyment of break. Because of the country
I came from, I will never like to disappoint
my parents,my family and even my Abosede
with my country as a whole. It means no
break for me.
Four years later I finished my
course,proceeded for my masters degree in
the United state of America(USA). Later I
became one of the supervisors of
Mechanical Engineers in the United
Nations. I intentionally didn't create time
for girls during my staying away from
home,because I will never betray
Abosede,NO NEVER!
Although, it was not that I didn't go to
Nigeria during my eight years of
studying,but my parents reside at Ekiti and
each time I visited Nigeria they will come
and meet me in my new house I bought at
Lagos.***I'll never ask them about her
because they never knew her*** . One day
while I was just catching fun on facebook,I
saw her name tagging one of my friends on
facebook to her picture. Quickly, I sent her
a friend request and she accepted the
friend request almost immediately***T
hank you Jesus, My love is back to me***
we started chatting,with which she opened
the chat with "hello love"**My God is
awesome** I reply her with Joy, we
chatted,chatted and chatted. It was from
the chat that I know she's now at her final
year in the Federal University of Oye Ekiti
studying Nursing. She told me her
experiences after we departed**i really
missed her** how she tried to contact me
on facebook after she could afford buying
browsing phone but futile...she even told
me they have changed their environment....
...
I tried all of my best to walk my job to
Africa, in fact, Nigeria to be precise. Though
it was futile but I was given short break. I
told her, she was very happy and glad. I
thought the process to give me the break is
just three month but Alas! It was six month
before they could give me the
break***White people***.because of how
busy I was during the process of the break
we were unable to chat.
With so much joy in me,after landing in our
house at Ekiti***dont ask any question on
the landing please,Helicopter picked me
from the airport to our house ah!*** I
greeted my parents,played with them for
few hours and zoomed off with one of my
mum's car***voosh! Off to her house***
when I got to their compound, I met the
environment with a big "shut up" I opened
the gate, and I met a lot of people there crying,weeping,sobbing,mourning and
sympathizes. I was so sick instantly that I
think my leg is too heavy, I stood at the
front of their house for 20 seconds,trying to
figure out what was happening, then my
mind started bringing ideas: what's
happening,what's wrong with Bose?have I
lost her?has she died? Was she sick? Then I
later realized that my legs are
moving.***thank God they move***Then
words forced themselves out of my mouth.
Then I asked them: Where is Abosede? I
have totally forgotten that I have never
been to their house before***I am
stranger***I didn't even remember I
greeted any of them."She's inside" one of
the mourners answered. I ran inside and
could hear someone crying in the house but
not inside the sitting room I was. I traced
the sound of the loud cry to one narrow
room. With boldness from no where,I
entered the house and I saw someone
wrapped with white from Head to toe. For
the first time in my life that I will see corpse
directly except those that I watched on the
television. Jesus! My mind began to race,
Who is this dead body? But when I looked
around very well, I say a chair facing the
direction of the corpse and backed me. But
there's someone on the chair,crying with
sorrow. "Who Died"? At last I forced myself
to talk. Immediately as I talked, the person
looked back and said "its my father" as I
heard that, I shouted "Thank you Jesus" I
have forgotten that even if it is great
grandfather I shouldn't have uttered such
statement. She looked at me and called my
name: "DAPO"!!!!!! With great joy, I looked
very well it was HER, MY ABOSEDE.
*Halleluyah!!!!!!!!. As she stood up to hug
me, Gosh!!!!!! She was heavily
loaded"JESUS,Pregnancy"was what I
shouted and remembered. I fainted.
I opened my eyes and I felt cold because of
water all over me. I was still opening my
eyes then I saw this pregnant Bose fanning
me, I FAINTED AGAIN.
My dreams was flushed away,my
mission,my love,with all endurances,with all
the pains I took through with my body soul
and spirit. With all the proof I've proven to
her. With all the battles we fought both
together and separately,despite all the
prayers and wishes I've wished for us. The
skies feels the pain,the ocean erodes its
waves,the wind hissed and gave up its
strength. My mind was angry,my heart
died,words emptied themselves,mouth
refuses to open,even ears doesn't
understand the language of the breeze
again. Life with its complications,things will
not be perfect in its sight,trouble is present
in its flight.
I opened my eyes in the hospital, I knew it
was hospital but I couldn't control myself. I
wanted to express my feelings at once. I
kept on shouting: let me see her, where's
she?I want to drink water,give me food,I am
shy,let me go to the market,salla
malekun,Jesus is Lord!let me see her. Tears
looked for way to roll down my cheeks.*i
knew it was the end* What I was saying was
making sense but only to me. Few seconds
later,I saw hefty men,they held me
down,tied me down with rope and doctor
even gave me syringe.*sleeping pills I
guess* was I mad? Then I felt my mouth
was saying what it felt was doing the heart:
let me see her,where is she?let me see
her,how could she?HOW COULD SHE?HOW
COULD SHE BE PREGNANT?HOW COULD
SHE?HOW COULD SHE??then my eyelids
met each other....................I SLEPT.............
BOSE'S SIDE OF THE STORY
Dapo has been my heart rob, our chat after
many years of his departure ignites more
fire to our burning love. He told me he's
coming for supervision in Nigeria. I was so
happy to the extent of going to dad to tell
him that very soon, my fiancee will come
home. My first night together with my
parents: we were still discussing about the
issue on whom I will marry. About 9pm we
were planning to go sleep,then we heard
knock on our door***my expectation was
maybe one of our neighbors***my dad
opened the door but alas!it was these
people "armed robbers". They stole what
they can steal even including money Dapo
sent to me. They took my phone,broke my
sim. As they were about to open the
door,they just stopped,stared at me and
told me to stand up. I stood up almost
immediately after the instruction because I
was not ready to die not even for my
Adedapo. They examined me and told me
to lie down. I pleaded,I cried. I never
dreamed of any man deflowering me except
Dapo. My dad stood up with boldness telling
them that they should kill him rather than
spoiling the life of his daughter(me). They
slapped him,beat him blue-black and they
came back to me. My mother was pleading
and crying. After a lot of pleads,they refused
and they raped me.***Jesus!I will never
forget them and what they did to
me****three of them raped me**sobs**
they impregnated me. My dad was sick of
the beating he received on that day. He was
so sick that the sickness captured him six
months later***continue to rest in peace
my lovable dad*** Now my dearest
Adedapo is in the psychiatric hospital. I
was unable to graduate because of my little
sickness after the rape. I am the most
unfortunate girl in the whole wide world. I
don't have life anymore,not ever again.....
Adedolapo,if I'm chanced to come again
next life, I'll still choose you. You showed
me 100% love every girls will ever prayed
for. You were proud of me. You could hold
my hands in public,peck me in public. You
advise me. You are one of a kind. Without
you I wouldn't have planned furthering my
education to higher institution...
Sweetheart, I'll continue to LOVE YOU....
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*********THE END*********
written and arranged by Olatoye Henry aka
Xdude.
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