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BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 3:48pm On Jan 23, 2018
I will be popping my literature cherry here on nairaland with this piece. Comments decide all, good bad brutal share your depravity with complete abandon. Always looking for inspiration

And that is enough sharing for the moment.

Now to get the ugly stuff out of the way. Copyright. If you wouldn't mind just adding my twitter handle @just2days if you feel the work is good enough to copy, paste, screenshot, share... Thanks for crediting


Without further ado BISI - THE OTHER WOMAN CH 01


Rain fell heavily on a parked Mercedes. Its headlamps twin swords piercing the darkness, illuminating every tear falling from the heavens. Smoke rose from the exhaust, evidence of a silently purring engine. Inside was a single man, face buried in his hands. As the heavens cried, so did he. Freely his tears fell, pooling in his rough palms only to be absorbed by the cuffs of his work shirt already stained red.

Seconds ticked on, the tears coming to an end. Lifting up his head, the mans gaze fell on the I.D. card hanging from the rear view mirror. He could barely remember the man in the picture. Still, the name Namdi printed under the photograph was his. Lightning lit up the sky, driving away the darkness for a moment, revealing an extravagant two story home less than a mile away. Putting the car in gear, Namdi drove up to the front door.

Stepping out of the car Namdi couldn’t help but watch the rain falling a few feet away from him. With a heavy heart he turned away walking slowly to the mahogany door. They had picked it together. It was meant to be a surprise. He never expected it to be the gateway to more than a home. Looking at the door Namdi’s heart grew heavier as he fished for his house keys. He stood there about to lose himself to the bittersweet memories of the past when the door swung open.

There was no surprise on Namdi’s face when the door revealed a beautiful ebony woman. Even now in an empty house she wore heels, giving her 5ft5 frame an extra 5 inches. Still, he would need to tilt her chin up to kiss her. Her lips - painted blood red - slowly curved into a slight smile as she saw Namdi. They parted slightly, a lovely voice floating to his ears dripping with honey.

“I see her blood on your shirt, very good. Dinner is ready.”

Turning around, she disappeared into the house a violet fragrance in her wake. Namdi’s knees buckled and he crashed to the floor clutching his heart. Pain flooded his mind. A single word nearly escaped his mouth.

“B...i….s…”

Gritting his teeth he stopped. With great resolve he pushed himself to his feet following her into the house that was once a home.


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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 12:14am On Jan 25, 2018
BISI - THE OTHER WOMAN CH 02

"Excuse me sir can I help you?"

Namdi looked away from a mahogany door on display, his gaze falling on a bright eyed sales lady whose smile strangely seemed both innocent and seductive. For a split second he forgot what he was there for. Snapping back to his senses, he softly coughed.

"Yes, I'm looking for a... em... door."

As these words came out of Namdi's mouth he wanted to kick himself. He had zero need for a door. He had only ducked into this furniture store to while away time. But her eyes just seemed to slow down his brain functions.

She turned, walking to the door in question. Namdi couldn't help but watch her every movement; entranced. The uniform she wore accentuating her every devilish delight.

"Do you mean this door, sir?"

She asked, waiting for confirmation, hand easily resting on her shapely hip.

At a loss for words, Namdi could only nod his head; all his energy spent on keeping his tongue in his mouth.

"This is a good choice sir. It is one of our new models coming with a satisfied or your money back guarantee."

She smiled coquettishly as she said satisfied.

Her smile was a warm ray of sunshine, calming Namdi's flustered self. He couldn't help but smile back at her.

"How much for this door that comes with satisfaction guaranteed?"

A child like play fullness could be heard in Namdi's voice as he lobbed her word back at her.

"For you sir, a trifling 500,000 naira."

Namdi laughed when he heard this.

"Does this door come with you as an accessory?"

The sales lady giggled. To Namdi's ears it was a sound of pure delight.

"I'm sorry sir, but that is against company policies. I can talk to the manager about bringing down the price but he isn't here at the moment."

There was a twinkle of mischief in her eyes betraying the words from her lips.

"When will he be back? Maybe I come back then."

Namdi asked.

She didn't speak, merely gesturing Namdi to follow her. They walked, Namdi a step behind her trying hard not to watch the sway of her waist. Reaching the back of the store, she stopped in front of a door seeming to lead to a small room of some kind. Before Namdi could say anything more she grabbed the door handle and slipped her free hand into his.

"Can someone help me!"

A loud shout came from the front of the store. Namdi felt the hand in his stiffen then suddenly pull away.

"I have to go. Here, take this, see yourself out."

Stunned at the rapid changes Namdi was left speechless as a piece of paper was thrust into his hand. He walked towards the exit of the store unsure of what to make of all that happened. In a fog he walked to his Mercedes, getting in and closing the door. Enveloped in his familiar space his thoughts stabilized, the memory containing the paper she had slipped into his hand coming to the forefront.

Looking at that innocent piece of folded white paper a silent struggle went on in his mind if he should open it.

"It is just a piece of paper."

Namdi said out loud to no one in particular.

He opened the folded piece of paper; 2 bold words jumping right out at him.

"CALL ME"

Below it was a phone number.

Namdi's breath quickened.

"She just wants to talk to me about the mahogany door, there's no harm in calling."

His reflection on the driver window nodded subtly in agreement. Throwing caution to the wind he began to dial.

"I'm doing nothing wrong"

Namdi muttered over and over as he punched in numbers into his I-phone.

"Two numbers left"

He thought, a seed of anticipation growing inside of him as he imagined hearing that voice again. Punching in the last digit, his hand hesitated over the call button.

"It's about the door."

With that firmly in his head, his thumb reached for the call button only for the phone to flash with an incoming call, a single word displayed on the screen

"Wifey..."

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 11:36am On Jan 26, 2018
Guilt, a monster of many flavors


BISI - THE OTHER WOMAN CH 03


Without a sound, the phone hit the floor face up, the carpet cushioning its fall. Each vibration put Namdi on edge, his mind racing to suppress the guilt he could feel in his heart. Forcefully calming himself he bent down to pick up the phone. His head hit the horn, drawing the attention of the few people in the parking lot. They could see nothing through the tinted windows of the Dakota Brown E-Class.

With the phone back in the palm of his hand, a war began in Namdi's brain. Should he pick it or not. He had never missed her call before. Even in the office, no matter how important the meeting he would always excuse himself. It had earned him a lot of nicknames and teasing. He was running out of time. Each vibration rang clear in the silent car. Remembering an article he had glanced at a few years ago in the waiting room of a friends hospital he closed his eyes and inhaled for 3 seconds. Letting out that breath he tapped the call button.

"Honey, is anything the matter? You are usually home by now. "

"Got held up in the office, I'll be by your side before you know it."

Namdi surprised himself at how smoothly the lie came out.

"Dear, you seem a bit out of breath"

"Rushed out, couldn't wait for the elevator."

"Alright sweety, that new hire in your office better not be eyeing you. You don't want me coming to your office with a machete."

She laughed as she said this. The new hire at Namdi's office was a good friend of hers. They had gone to the same all girls boarding school. Namdi also let out a laugh tinged with just a hint of guilt.

"You know she's not in my department, besides she couldn't hold a candle to your charm and allure."

"Awww, you really do know what to say to make a girl feel special. I got a surprise waiting for you to unwrap when you get home. It even has a bow on it."

"Guess i'll be breaking some speed limits."

Namdi said, anticipation of what she had got for him building. The sales girl had become but a dream. He heard her blow a kiss as she hung up. In a hurry for multiple reasons, Namdi swung the car into gear, burning rubber as he sped home.

A wine glass in hand, Namdi's wife looked at the phone she had just blown a kiss into. There was no smile on her lips as she observed a moving dot on the phone. She watched - unblinking - the small dot leave an area labeled store. Slipping the tracking device into Namdi's car had been her moms gift to her. She hated how her mom had no faith in her marriage. Still, she had not told Namdi about it nor had she deleted the phone app or removed the device. The hand holding the wine glass tightened.

"He lied to me!"

Each word came out through clenched teeth. She loathed the thought of her mom being right. With a crisp ping, the wine glass shattered in her delicate hand.

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 7:47am On Jan 27, 2018
Hi, to the few following this hopefully ok story. Got a small dilemma I hope can be helped

So, Ch 04 has been written but been hesitant about posting it due to it having a slightly more descriptive erotic scene.

It is not 50 shades of grey level content and I was not explicit in the description; no direct mentions of Instruments (lol, site censored the english word for "genitaux"- this is french - replacing it with "instrument" )

Rule 4 says discussion of love-making... but this is a story so technically not really a discussion

Not sure if people are really following this story or care if it continues but if anyone who has experience concerning this could chime in and advice that would be appreciated.

Thanks

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by muhammed50(m): 5:18am On Jan 28, 2018
just2day:
Hi, to the few following this hopefully ok story. Got a small dilemma I hope can be helped

So, Ch 04 has been written but been hesitant about posting it due to it having a slightly more descriptive erotic scene.

It is not 50 shades of grey level content and I was not explicit in the description; no direct mentions of Instruments (lol, site censored the english word for "genitaux"- this is french - replacing it with "instrument" )

Rule 4 says discussion of love-making... but this is a story so technically not really a discussion

Not sure if people are really following this story or care if it continues but if anyone who has experience concerning this could chime in and advice that would be appreciated.

Thanks

twitter - @just2days
I swear they are post more erotic than this!
So move on!

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by Ayanfe29(f): 6:24pm On Jan 28, 2018
Please continue.... We're following ....Can you still post it today?

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 8:18pm On Jan 28, 2018
muhammed50:
I swear they are post more erotic than this!
So move on!

Alright thanks. Ch 04 coming up, though I did some edits to tone it way down just in case. And hope you don't mind but I plugged your name into CH 05 or CH 06 depending on if i split it

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 8:23pm On Jan 28, 2018
Ayanfe29:
Please continue.... We're following ....Can you still post it today?

Yes. posting now. Also thanks, it helps to know one's baby is liked by more than just me the parent so I don't go chucking it into the bin. Story, not an actual baby. Wouldn't chuck a baby into a bin, well maybe baby Hitler, or baby Idi Amin, but then that would be a moral dilemma... I digress. Here's 2 chapters in appreciation

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 8:26pm On Jan 28, 2018
Love, Lust, two sides of the same coin?


BISI -THE OTHER WOMAN CH 04


Stepping out of the car Namdi walked up to the front door of their home. He paused, a slight wind blowing across his short curly hair. It was a simple door, made of cheap metal. His only input when the house was being built. More and more it looked out of place with each passing day. Like it did not belong with the rest of the house. With a practiced hand, Namdi lightly threw his shoulder into the door nudging it open. His mouth opened preparing to shout out his wife's name. Excitement could clearly be seen in his eyes. The anticipation had built to a peak by this point.

"Zainab where are..."

Namdi was unable to finish his sentence as his jaw dropped. In full view of the opened door stood Zainab in nothing but a violent red lingerie. On the top of her dark hair was a single red bow, the end of the ribbons framing her face. Namdi's gaze swept down her hourglass body, ending on the red stilletos she wore. His blood boiled, unable to look away he stood rooted to the spot; oblivious to the bandage around two of her fingers.

"Surprise. Now come here and unwrap your gift."

Zainab gently licked her ruby painted lips, her voice carrying a power Namdi could not resist. Taking two steps he reached her. With practiced ease he scooped her off the floor into his arms. Around his strong brown neck Zainabs arms went, her pearly white teeth nibbling on his ear lobe. As he climbed the stairs he could sense her flowery scent. She ran a finger along his bulging muscle, another bulge digging into her thighs.

Reaching their bed, Namdi began unwrapping his gift with abandon. Enjoying how more and more of her smooth ebony skin saw the light of day. With one last pull of a string, she knelt there on the bed, unclad, chest heaving in a way Namdi found nothing short of beautiful. With feline reflexes she pounced, drawing Namdi onto the bed, nails burying into his skin drawing blood.

They made love like they never had, both panting as their desires spilled forth, bodies in sync. Emotions of guilt, love, hate and so much more intertwined driving them to greater exploits, culminating in an explosive physical climax they achieved as one; but mentally Namdi had one more woman in that bed.

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 8:36pm On Jan 28, 2018
What would I do to be with you ?

BISI - THE OTHER WOMAN CH 05


A single beep sounded from the pink I-phone on the nightstand. The time showed 1:00 a.m. Moonlight streamed through the bay window facing the foot of the bed. It was quiet, as the dead of night tends to be. Zainab watched her husband sleep. She knew him well. Nothing would wake him after the rounds of intimacy she had taken him through. Conflicting emotions rampaged through her heart. Out of the many uncertainties running through her mind, there was one which she was sure of. Leaning in she placed her thin lips near his ear.

"I will murder before I ever let you go."

Zainab whispered in an eerily calm voice. Grabbing her phone she swung out of bed and headed to the door. She hesitated, turning to take one more glance at her sleeping husband.

Dawn remained a couple hours away from the land of the living. Buried underneath thin blankets, Namdi began to stir. Instinctively his hand reached out towards the nightstand. He groaned, his back littered with scratch marks. Two blind grabs finally snagged him his phone. A quick swipe showed him it was almost 6 a.m.

"Babe, you awake? You were a tiger last night."

Turning, Namdi saw an empty bed. His upper torso rose up looking at an open door. An enticing smell flowed into his nostrils. Following the aroma, Namdi went out the bedroom door. His toes curled into the thick carpet as he made his way down the ornate stairs. The wooden railing had been carved with intricate designs. Supposedly it had been the railing of some aristocrat from a foreign country. Namdi only remembered how excited Zainab had been when it arrived. At the bottom of the stairs he could tell what it was. His nose led him to the kitchen. There Zainab stood in front of the stove frying Akara.

"Shouldn't the cook be doing that?"

Namdi was partly surprised. He knew she was a fantastic cook but she rarely bothered these past few months.

"Sent her home on a much needed vacation. Would you believe her daughter had a kid a week ago!"

"Is that so..."

Namdi replied, walking up to her and giving her tightly rounded bottom a smack. A sharp scream erupted from Zainab.

"You this...!"

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by muhammed50(m): 9:06pm On Jan 28, 2018
just2day:


Alright thanks. Ch 04 coming up, though I did some edits to tone it way down just in case. And hope you don't mind but I plugged your name into CH 05 or CH 06 depending on if i split it
my name??
I don't understand
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 9:10pm On Jan 28, 2018
muhammed50:
my name??
I don't understand

Oh, just means I named a character Muhammed
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by muhammed50(m): 9:14pm On Jan 28, 2018
just2day:

Oh, just means I named a character Muhammed
Why?
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 9:21pm On Jan 28, 2018
muhammed50:
Why?

You were the first to comment on the topic, but you seem hesitant so I won't do it.
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 4:08pm On Jan 29, 2018
Who am I? Who are you?

BISI - THE OTHER WOMAN CH 06


Zainab yelped grabbing an empty pan from the kitchen counter chasing Namdi. Laughing, Namdi felt a little sad he didn't have more time to watch her bottom ripple. Quickly he ran round the kitchen island a couple times before fleeing into the living room; Zainab right on his tail. With a quick turn Namdi grabbed her frying pan hand, his other grabbing her waist pulling her to him as he fell on the couch.

Face to face they remained motionless, their eyes baring into each others souls. He could feel her heart beat against his chest. At that moment he knew he had to tell Zainab everything; the truth.

"God you are beautiful."

A blush crept up Zainabs cheeks as she heard Namdi, her head resting on his chest, hair sprayed around her.

"I need to tell you something Zainab."

Zainab looked up a hand brushing away a loose strand of hair. She loved the way he said her name. No one called her quite like him.

Taking a breath Namdi first took the frying pan she inexplicably still held, tossing it away.

"You have to understand it wasn't my fault but..."

It was then Namdi noticed burn marks on her fingers.

"What happened?"

With concern written all over his face, he gently held her fingers in his rough palms, afraid of causing her any pain.

"It is nothing, I burnt it on the stove. Guess it's been too long."

She laughed it of. Before Namdi could say anything more he sniffed the air.

"Do you smell smoke?!"

Zainab shouted, "The Akara!"

Leaping off Namdi she raced to the kitchen.

Unperturbed Namdi grabbed the T.V. remote; flipping channels till he landed on a Lagos news station, the image of a partially burnt down store making him pause.

He recognized this store. Turning up the volume he listened as a female reporter questioned a man in front of the camera.

"And here we have the owner of the furniture store Biboye Aliyu. Sir what happened?"

"It must be the devil! This is my 6th branch I've opened and nothing like this has ever happened. If not that I was expecting shipment early mo mo the whole store would have burnt down. Ahhh but even the small part that burn pain me oh. Don't worry my customers we will reopen in 2 days! Come to..."

Forcefully taking the microphone from Aliyu, the reporter continued.

"We await the fire marshal to deduce the cause of this unfortunate event. But there is one thing that has already been determined. The fire began a couple hours after midnight..."

The reporter droned on. For Namdi, her voice faded into the background, his head turning to the kitchen...

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 7:16pm On Jan 29, 2018
BISI - CH 07 will be released on Wednesday

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 2:19pm On Jan 31, 2018
What is meant to be will be


BISI - THE OTHER WOMAN CH 07


A second is but a second till it feels like a lifetime. A moment need only be filled with a possibility so profound the chance of the truth halts the universe, no, your universe in its tracks. Clarity comes, waging battle against denial. It's a battle it cannot win. As the dots began to connect in Namdi's head, he dismissed them, letting it evaporate into thin air. There is such a thing as coincidence in this world. A sigh escaped his lips as he turned off the T.V. It was for the best. He would find another store to get the mahogany door. Getting up he headed to the kitchen for a breakfast of burnt akara.

Outside the simple door to their home, Zainab stood on tippy toe to kiss Namdi. He stood in front of her in his usual white shirt and dark suit. Her fingers reached up to adjust his tie, deftly slipping something into the inner pocket of his suit. It was their morning ritual before he left for work. She watched him drive away, a smile on her face till he disappeared onto the main road. Turning, she frowned at the open front door.

The Mercedes sped along weaving through traffic. The dashboard screen lit up with an incoming call, the name "office mugu" flashing. Namdi's thumb hovered over the disconnect button on the steering wheel before he tapped the green accept button.

"How far from the office are you?"

"Femi, am about ten minutes, why are you calling?"

"Better not be that naija i'm almost there."

"When have I ever been late?"

"Abegi, only because your resumption time is one hour later than everyone in the office. Sha get here, we've got a client come in, it's one of your accounts."

"I thought the boss made sure I didn't get any accounts that would be a hassle. I haven't even laid eyes on most of them."

"It's weird for you to be calling him boss. You know what, Namdi, just get here!"

Namdi fumed as the call was cut from the other end. Stepping on the accelerator, he sped down the highway. A few minutes later Namdi turned into the parking lot of a high rise building. At the top in bold letters was

"SHAGARI INSURANCE"

The parking lot was full, except for a spot with the word 'Reserved' on a signpost. Namdi drove into the space. Grabbing his I.D. card and phone he began to exit the car when he spied the folded white piece of paper on the floor. There was a trash can not to far away, near the entrance to the building. He picked it up as he headed towards the building door. Reaching the trash can, he stopped. Opening the paper he looked once more at the content.

"CALL ME"

Silently he mouthed out the numbers

"0-8-0-7-3-9..."

He stopped himself. Balling up the paper he reached to open the bin.

"Namdi!"

Looking up he saw his co-worker Femi at the door of the building shouting his name. Walking at an unhurried pace he made his way to him.

"This guy, they've been waiting for you for the past half hour don't you know that they are the ones whose..."

Namdi ignored Femi, tuning him out while walking past him into the building. He didn't really like the guy. He reminded him of those boys at school who would do anything to be friends with the students who threw money around. The worst was Effizy. He had thought him a close friend. Zainab coming into their lives had exposed his true colors.

Namdi stepped into the elevator allowing Femi handle the controls. If he could have his way, he would take the stairs. He looked at the crumbled piece of paper in his hand, his thumb rolling it round and round. The elevator began its ascent. Reaching into his inner suit pocket to put away the paper he found there was something else inside. Pulling it out he saw it was a piece of the ribbon Zainab had used as a bow for his gift. Namdi's mind returned to last night, a smile coming to his lips. Safely tucking the ribbon away he began to tear the crumbled piece of paper into smaller and smaller pieces. Femi watched confused as the pieces fell to the floor of the elevator. He wisely said nothing.

As the last piece fluttered to the floor, there was a ding and the elevator doors slowly opened. Namdi walked past Femi, into the main reception of Shagari Insurance, his burden lighter. It was a large, tastefully decorated room. The waiting chairs a deep red, cushioned for the clients comfort. Namdi disliked how some of the chairs were hidden from view of the elevator.

The receptionist saw Namdi, quickly getting up.

"Good morning sir, you have clients here to see you. They are currently sitting in your office. May I get you anything?"

"Come into my office in 20 minutes to take my lunch order, bring with you a pot of tea and set up a meeting with the accounts department."

Namdi did not break his stride, making his way to his office.

"Actually, don't worry about the meeting, I'll take care of that myself."

With a twist, he worked his office door. It silently swung open, revealing a woman sitting in his office chair, legs crossed, fingers draped along the armrest.

"You!"

Namdi said in disbelief, shock plastered all over his face.

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by mitchyy(f): 8:58am On Feb 01, 2018
I'm loving this story. You are a wonderful writer. Totally enjoyed reading every chapter.

Patiently waiting for the rest...
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by donblazer10(m): 9:25am On Feb 01, 2018
This guy is good
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by OlufemiWhit(m): 11:40am On Feb 01, 2018
Lovely Story
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by oluwizard(m): 12:51pm On Feb 01, 2018
Following
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 1:50pm On Feb 01, 2018
We rail against the author of our fate to no avail

BISI - THE OTHER WOMAN CH 08

Panic replaced shock. NO, no, no, no this can't be happening Namdi thought. What cruel God would toy with him like this, writing again into his life such low hanging fruit glistening with a sweet fragrance just asking to be plucked. He began to step in the opposite direction. The woman in the chair saw this, an amused smile appearing on her lips. Namdi cursed giving up all sense of decorum, preparing to turn tail and run. It would be the second time he would be running from a woman in his short life. Ada, a shiver running through his body as he thought of his primary school bully. His mom had said it was cause she liked him; he should try talking to her. Taking her advice and asking Ada what her parents fed her to make her so big did not help matters. He finally had his chance for revenge years ago. It had not gone as intended.

The slowly moving door finally reached its end, exposing one more person in the room.

"Ahh, you recognize me. This celebrity status is useful shaa. If I had known I would have set the fire myself long ago."

Seated in the only other chair in the room was the owner of the furniture store. Stopping his retreat Namdi's analytical skills began to work in overdrive connecting the dots.

"I dey play oh, before you decide in your head na me do am."

Namdi silently thanked the man for assuming his moment of silence to collect himself was him weighing his likelihood of guilt.

"Mr. Aliyu, if I may call you that. We will be waiting for the report from the fire marshall before blame, if any, is assigned"

"Ahh, call me Baba Aga-tele, it's what my friends who saw me on the television are calling me."

"Alright Mr. Aliyu"

Namdi said, completely ignoring what he thought was a silly name. Briskly he walked towards his desk, on it was a single picture of him and his wife on a cruise, obviously moved. It was a simple solid desk, space in the center for him to stretch his leg. He would sometimes use that space to kick the only other chair in the office. A silly game he had played with the first receptionist was to buzz her in to come pick it up. She was quite creative in how she achieved this simple task. One day he had stepped off the elevator only to find her replaced with the current receptionist. A quick inquiry led him to knowledge of the old receptionist promotion to the Abuja branch. The new receptionist did not have the same creativity.

"You are in my seat."

Gracefully she rose, the office chair a throne, she the queen. She left behind two perfectly shaped butt prints in the soft supple leather. The amused smile never left her lips. Calm, composed, she was royalty, everything within her control, all that she wished bent to her will. Walking past Namdi, her bare arm brushed against him. He could smell the shampoo in her hair, the cocoa butter on her skin carrying with it simple promises. Mr. Aliyu's face was buried in his bag, oblivious to the charged scene occuring beside him. She stopped behind his chair, crossing her arms below her bosom. With a thud, his bag fell to the floor a few papers flying out.

The sound of the bag hitting the floor broke the spell on Namdi. His eyes opened, taking unsteady steps to his chair. Gathering the few papers together onto the desk Baba Aga-tele smiled as he began to speak, Namdi sitting across the desk from him.

"Ahh, The official documents are all here, i'll leave you to it."

He stood up, preparing to leave.

"Mr. Aliyu where do you think you are going. You have to give a detailed report of what happened. You are a witness to the insurance claim."

"Ahh, about that, I wasn't there when the fire started."

"What! You said to the reporter..."

"Haba I wanted to be on Television, it was this sales girl that saw everything. She will fill out the report."

Getting up he went to the door, quickly letting himself out. Namdi sat there furious, speechless, his eyes watching the door till it closed, sealing his fate. A heavy silence fell on the room. With exaggerated slowness, she walked round the seat Mr. Aliyu had just vacated. The world waited for her, time waited for her. Namdi could not look away taking in every minute movement of her body, his fury draining. She sat down, a toned leg lifting to cross over the other. Her lips parted.

"You can call me Bisi."

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Thanks for reading

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 1:57pm On Feb 01, 2018
mitchyy:
I'm loving this story. You are a wonderful writer. Totally enjoyed reading every chapter.

Patiently waiting for the rest...

Doubt in ones ability is the bane of a writer and I have a lot of it. This is encouraging. I'm ecstatic the story is entertaining enough for you to enjoy. Thanks for taking the time to comment

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 2:04pm On Feb 01, 2018
Seems this story made the front page (not exactly sure how...) and over 3000 views.

WOW!, I'd like to thank all the readers/viewers who made this possible, from the first 10 to the first 100 viewers, to the first 1000 and the first 3000 beyond.
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by classicpeezy(m): 2:18pm On Feb 01, 2018
Following now... Keep the update quick and steady, that's a great story you got there.
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 2:54pm On Feb 01, 2018
OlufemiWhit:
Lovely Story

Much appreciated. Lets hope it stays that way for a bit longer

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Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 4:49pm On Feb 01, 2018
OlufemiWhit:
Lovely Story

Glad its to your liking
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by just2day: 4:52pm On Feb 01, 2018
classicpeezy:
Following now... Keep the update quick and steady, that's a great story you got there.

Comment Much appreciated, hopefully Namdi Zainab Bisi can keep it great for a little longer. Trying to keep a daily release, unless 'life' gets in the way. Thanks
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by oluwafemi1993: 5:13pm On Feb 01, 2018
Fire on!!!
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by maadman: 5:16pm On Feb 01, 2018
Oga just2day... Pls continue.. I don't really like suspense.. Keep up d good work
Re: BISI - The Other Woman (SHORT) By Jon Doe by emilykang(f): 5:20pm On Feb 01, 2018
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