Princesa where are thou? am waiting for uploads please

Up untill....... Girl frnd u better come nd finish dis!!

Slickest: see prinsc...!!!! I don 4gt ur name...me na boko haram ooo, u better continue if u no want mk I go blow jide nd I'm wife.....honestly gurl friend, nice write up, ur dexterity iz off d hook....we can't wait lyk 2010.....

Slickest! Slickest! Slickest! How many times I call you? When people dey light fire under princessa, u self wan join? Abeg go continue your ghost story for yonder before you come dey do another person own.

Goodmorning everybody,
na apologies i kukuma carry come but i will update chapter 6, today today...
thanks for following


#where is that tovot, so she/he finally unfollowed, hot tempered like Jide, oya come back oh #

I must commend u..
Nice write up.

repogirl:

Slickest! Slickest! Slickest! How many times I call you? When people dey light fire under princessa, u self wan join? Abeg go continue your ghost story for yonder before you come dey do another person own.

Slickest shey u hear. Simple sentences are enough 4 the wise.

Chapter 6
Any outsider who examined how the marriage of Jide and Daisy came about
might come to the conclusion that Daisy is a gold digger or was paying back a debt to Mama or at worst a confused girl who allowed her emotions
direct her blindly. But Daisy might probably not be that because, for as
much as anyone cares to listen, she truly loves Jide, hers is a love
that budded and flourished for over 6 years that even sometimes she
wonders if such a love could ever exist.

It all started with her sojourn to America and her later acquaintance
with Mrs. Bimpe Olukoya, preferably called Mama by all, a meeting whose
history was both eventful and tragic.

Daisy Chinwe Adelade (for that was her maiden name) was born to Laide
Adelade and John Okoye, she was however a product of a love affair gone
sour, born out of wedlock and raised without the love of any of her
parents, She grew up with her grandmother.

John's parent had bluntly refused his marriage to Laide when he had
intimated them with her pregnancy, they told him to concentrate on his
studies and leave the Yoruba girl who might just be deceiving him
afterall. John, regardless of how his parents wanted and eventually made
him deny the pregnancy knew he was responsible, but wasn't courageous
enough to stand up against them or rather it was more about his
cowardice and fright that controlled his choice to finally deny his
responsibility to the distraught and heartbroken Laide.

Iife continued. Someway, somehow through America Green card winnings,
Laide left for America, happy for the chance to pick up her life again
she left behind barely one year old Daisy in the care of her grandmother
in Ibefun, Ijebu-ode. She however, didn't relent in making sure that
Daisy had all she needed Financially, but she could not give her the
love of a mother that every child so craved.

And so Daisy lived her early life wishing for the acceptance of her
father and the love of a mother after she learnt of the circumstances
surrounding her birth, but when that didn't happen, she gradually
relapsed into hatred for her father and anything that had to do with the
Ibos, she felt that it was some unnamed customs of her father's tribe
that had somehow influenced his decision to not marry her mother, she
grew up with a grudge against him. Although he much later pushed to be
associated with her and even invited her over during those years she was
living in Boston.

But Daisy couldn't totally erase her ill feeling towards the ibos and
had subconsciously craved for a means where she could detach herself
from every trace of her paternity, that was one of the reason she had
taken the chance with Jide, for he represented amongst others, the life
that would align her with the yoruba people she was more at home with
and whose blood ran through her veins nevertheless her half relation
with them.

Her father however, wanted otherwise, that being the reason he had
opposed her marriage with Jide wanting her to marry an Igbo suitor of
his instead.

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Daisy was invited over to Boston by her mother when she was about 17
years and just through with her Secondary school. Excitedly she bade her
friends and family goodbye, it was a dream come true for her because it
afforded her the opportunity to be closer to the mother who had loved
her from afar in years past, and in addition, she would live in America
where everyone craved to be, she was going to live a beautiful life and
get the best of education.

It was a rare opportunity and she welcomed it with open arms, whatever
grudge or fault she ever had against her mother forgiven and forgotten
and she also found herself letting go of some of the hurt caused by her
father. She was all ready to experience that bond that she had always
envied in other girls and their mother and she reasoned that it was better to concentrate all her energy there. her Life wasn't so unfortunate afterall.

Laide didn't disappoint one bit, it was all too obvious that she ached and had been waiting for the reunion all her life, she wasted no time and grabbed every opportunity she could to make up for the loss and the years she had missed in the life of her only child and daughter for she was married to a white there in America, but had no child to that effect.

Just a year after her sojourn and reunion, catastrophe struck, Daisy's mum was diagnosed with cancer with the doctors predicting that she had just few months to live. Daisy got busy, Most of her educational trust fund went into the treatment in the hope that something could still be done to save her mum from dying. Laide however did not buy the idea of tampering with the money she had stashed away for her daughter's education but Daisy was obstinate and cared more about saving her mum whom she was still getting to know. Since she was a co-signatory to the trust fund, she spared nothing atall.

However, all her efforts proved futile, Daisy lost her mum some months later,
she felt her world crumble.

She was a little fortunate that she had completed her registration at
Boston University and was a fresher reading Nursing there before her
mum's death, now she worried about her chance of ever completing her
education, considering the fact that most of the money for her schooling
had gone down the drain. Daisy considered herself an orphan, she held
no grudge anymore against her mum but transferred it to her father,
reasoning that he and his people caused her mum to come live far away
from home thereby making her prey to death.

If Daisy thought her nightmare was over, she was mistaken 'cos months
after the death of her mother, her mother's husband started making
advances towards, his excuse was that he'd always have a thing for
African beauties and Daisy looked so much like her mother, therefore she
could continue where she stopped while he would provide for her always.
Daisy could not be more angry and repulsed at his offers and one day,
she quietly packed all her things out of his house to go see what the
future holds for her.

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Daisy, now living more like a destitute was switching between two jobs,
working as a part time cook and a waiter at an African restaurant there
in Boston, due to the nature of her job, she changed over to part time
in her school in other to meet up with the demands of her job and her
education. It was while working at the restaurant oneday that she met
Mrs Bimpe Olukoya.

Mama took a liking to the young African lady who had a sadness about her
inspite of her open cheerfulness and she was curious to know what her
story was. Experience had taught her that most Africans who found their
way to America had a story or two to tell.

When they finally got talking, Daisy intrigued her the more, she found
out the sorrow that trailed her and her attempts at surviving, she also
loved that Daisy was technically yoruba and spoke the language fluently
too and she was moved to compassion for her.

One thing led to another and they became good friends, the elderly woman
decided to strike a deal with the younger: she wanted Daisy to resume
full time at the College, to drop her job with the restaurant and come
work for her part time as a 'practicing' nurse. While she contributed to
Daisy's education and Daisy could pay her in the future when she
graduated and was working.

Daisy was elated, it seemed fate wasn't really cruel to her again, she
accepted the offer and promised to pay back the money as soon as she
could. She however secretly kept the cooking job because cooking was one
of her passions, though she bargained for lesser days and shorter time.
Mama later got to know of it, but she didn't seem to mind.

And so, their relationship went beyond nurse and patient affair, Daisy
was family and like a daughter to mama and soon she became her
unofficial assistant, helping her run errands for the company. Mama was
the over seas representative of the Family company down in Nigeria, she
took care of the purchase and exportation of the household items in
which the Olukoyas company deal on and Daisy naturally offered
assistance wherever she could, but still maintaining her job as mama
fussy nurse.

Since Daisy practically was family, Mama introduced her to her son and
his children down in Nigeria, it wasn't a physical introduction per se,
just through conversations, anecdotes and photographs, Daisy gathered
that Jide was the stubborn and favourite grandchild of mama and that had
intrigued her young heart.

When she eventually set her sights on a picture of Jide amongst the album mama kept and showed her, he caught her fancy the more and unconsciously held her heart, she never knew she had fallen blindly for him, until when years later he had visited Boston for official reasons, Daisy who was 22 then, saw her Picture idol come to life and that had cemented and strengthened the feeling, she knew then that she was sold out completely to the handsome, stubborn, arrogant man who was so sure of himself.

Jide on his part, wasn't any particular about Mama's little assistant, he was simply civil to her the very few times they met in mama's house, but then he only stayed a week before traveling back to Nigeria, America and its fancy wild girls held no allure for him and he was glad to be done and off with.

Daisy however felt more, Jide was the perfect man she felt could rescue her and give her the fulfilment she had long craved, she let her young heart dream on and on about him. She became mildly absorbed with fantasies of him, so much so that she had secretly stolen that picture of Jide and stashed it away for keeps.

Tanx for the update! Mwah!

When she wasn't into bickering and girls stuff with Brenda or running around and taking care of Mama, keeping up with her studies or trying to make
her relationship work with Peter, she was busy building up fantasies of
Jide and her. Even though Daisy was matured enough to know that at her
age, she should be able to tell the difference between love and
infatuation, she cared not neither did she try piece the difference when
it concerns Jide.

It was years later, that Brenda caught on to her friends secret
admiration and she very well didn't approve of it, to her, it was so
pointless that a pretty and matured girl like Daisy should waste her
precious time pinning over a guy that wasn't aware of her affections nor
was guaranteed to return them if he ever knew. But Daisy always got defensive when she tried to set her straight and since it became a bone of contention in their friendship, Brenda just allowed the matter slide. It wasn't worth it for it was Daisy's life and most definitely her heart which would receive the heartbreak when the time comes. She reasoned.

However, Brenda let go of the issue only too late after mama got wind of the situation, it had first amused her and she had hoped Daisy would snap out of the illusion. But when reports of Jide's bachelor behaviour filtered in. Her diagnosis was to get Jide settled down and the most appropriate candidate was her very own Daisy. She counted on Daisy easy acceptance but hadn't anticipated that strong opposition would come from her dear favourite grandson, Jide.

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end of chapter 6

princesa:

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end of chapter 6

and it will take you another week to update again abi

Phatkemi:
Tanx for the update! Mwah!

thanks for reading...muah.

special thanks to all of you reading my story, luvmijeje, repogirl for your encouragement,
and every other person for sticking around and bearing with my irregular updates. thanks. i promise to definitely finish this story even if it takes us 4 months


kidding

ozor1: and it will take you another week to update again abi

cut me some sweet slack na

Eneze1:
Princesa where are thou? am waiting for uploads please

updated. thanks for following

I don't believe am so good, noone is pointing my flaws na

Princesa, u are truly a princess. Well done.

princesa:
cut me some sweet slack na

no....after u starved us for 1week

Great, finally! Good job as usual, just that this last update was done in present tense. It shlda been in past.
SOunded a bit hurried but nowahala sha, later you can read through again and fleshen it up.
And don't say u aren't good, as long as your story can hold our interests, you are definitely gud enough.
Are u a nurse/ nursing student?

Well done Princesa, u are a darling, Thanks for the updates

ozor1:
no....after u starved us for 1week

this Ozor don vex well well oh
abeg na, biko, jó......cut me some slack

#repogirl what does that phrase even mean sef?#

repogirl:
Great, finally! Good job as usual, just that this last
update was done in present tense. It shlda been in past.
SOunded a bit hurried but nowahala sha, later you can read through again and fleshen it up.
And don't say u aren't good, as long as your story can hold our
interests, you are definitely gud enough.
Are u a nurse/ nursing student?

present tense? my bad, it shoulda being in past, that noted.

rushed...i must confess, that's true, its not as lengthy like my trademark chapters, hopefully next chapter would be better.

nurse not me oh, i can't even nurse a cat much less .c. Am a Communicator for life
catch my drift?


#enez...thanks again for following#

Well daisy has left the fantasy world for reality.....
Btw, when is the next update princessa ?

princesa:
this Ozor don vex well well oh
abeg na, biko, jó......cut me some slack

#repogirl what does that phrase even mean sef?#

Lol, means to take it easy on you or give you some time or be more understanding, to 'ni suru' or in ibo 'were nwanyo'. (Depends on d context you use it).

Vickii Ro: Princesa oooooooooo I totally luuv ur story bt pls come nd update na bikoooo nor do us wetin Ishi do us oo

I have responsibilities off NL...

Ishilove:
I have responsibilities off NL...

I knw maam..hrd u got banned....bt twas very frustratrn comin onlyn everyda nd opening ur thread jst 2 find out dat dere ws stil no update..hopin d nxt one will come earlier sha...

Vickii Ro:
I knw maam..hrd u got banned....bt twas very frustratrn comin onlyn everyda nd opening ur thread jst 2 find out dat dere ws stil no update..hopin d nxt one will come earlier sha...

SoRry for the wait, I wish it were different.

You can go back to the thread now. There's a bumper package waiting for you there for your reading pleasure

hmmm, story unfolding.....taking chances...

You write good princesa, keep it up.

Princesa thumbs up, am loving ur story. Its well written and so natural. Puweeeeeze update soon.

Nice one dear...®following®

One thing I am so sure of is dat Jide will come to love dis girl.
Do me a favor Princesa, make him GROVEL for her attention when dat time comes.thanks in advance

Chapter 7.
Daisy stretched lazily on the sleeping chair close to the swimming pool.
She had had an hour bout of lazy swimming and now lay facing the sky,
intermittently sipping from the glass of orange juice that nestled on
the table close by.

'Life can be good sometimes' she murmured contentedly, raised herself up
slightly and sipped once more from her juice.

Lying back, she caught the gateman Adamu, staring at her.

When their eyes met, Adamu looked away immediately and fondled with the
broom he was holding in pretence of sweeping.

Daisy grinned and stretched further on her back, she couldn't care less
if he stole a glance or two at her. 'so long as he can't touch, Let him
indulge himself' she thought.

Daisy knew she had the right curves to turn masculine heads anytime.
With a skin like the evening sun, a heart-shaped face and a pair of eyes
which Peter had once described as 'deep and innocent', Daisy knew that
both old and young men would fall for her charm, if she ever set her
mind to, but charming men wasn't particularly one of her passions,
especially when she knew that the charm couldnt capture the attention of
the only one man in the world that her soul craved. So what was it use?

Daisy mood became threatened by the road her thoughts were taking, why
did thinking about him these days not hold so much 'lily
flowered-fantasies' it previously had? She wondered.

It was now three weeks into their marriage and they were still like
total strangers, he had only recently started eating the food she
painstakingly prepared and kept for him consistently daily.

She had been all surprised and hopeful the Tuesday she had perfunctorily
gone to clear the dining, knowing fully well that it would be the way
she had set it earlier.

'So he had finally decided to eat' she had exclaimed happily. The fried
eggs was half eaten and the bread nylon was undone, proving her right,
if it had been Monday she would have thought Okon had helped himself to
it, because he had always been the lucky beneficiary of Jide's untouched
meal, but it wasn't!

Daisy had remained cheerful throughout that day, even taking extra pain
in preparing the dinner of that night. She had also gotten a reward for
her effort too, because he downed every bit.

'what an appetite!' She had said, satisfied with herself and thanking
her stars that they was a tiny light to work with afterall.

But that was where it had ended. Nothing changed. Noone said anything to
anyone. The few times she had tried saying 'hi', the silent response
she got had put her off, finally she stopped trying.

Daisy knew her life was downright monotous. Wake up by Six. cook. Bath.
Watch movies or whatever. Chat with Okon whenever he came. Surf the web
with her phone whenever she was bored.Listen to the endless music on her
phone. Cook dinner. Sleep. Wake up for midnight for her juice-dose. And
back to waking up at 6.

Daisy smiled sadly as she mentally listed her life's routine, 'circle of
the bored', she tagged it.
Add occasional swimming she mused and you would have the life of Daisy
Olukoya at your fingertips.

No action, no lovemaking, no petting, no care, no love!

No companion too. She completed.

Mama had visited last week to intimate her of her trip back to Boston
because business calls. Daisy had sadly wished the elderly woman a safe
trip back. She understood quite alright, but was sad to see her 'mother'
go, she would definitely miss her.

Mama had promised to keep intouch too, the loss of her 'assistant'
wasn't easy too and she felt like a grandmother going to one of those
'homes for the aged' that characterised American family life.

Daisy mood was now totally ruined, she slowly stood up, tied the
transparent scarf over her moderate swim wear, for it covered her
perfectly while still flattering her figures.

'that's all swimming for today' she muttered and picked up her the glass
of juice, then bounded off for the house. Today was Friday, she needed
to plan her Saturday purchase for the market tomorrow. Especially now
that Jide had started eating his meals.

Those thoughts of mama brought back memories of another time and another
place, barely a few months ago but now seemed like a thousand years had
passed. It was the day mama had broached the marriage issue to her, and
slowly but vividly her mind replayed the scene.

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