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|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by dammyd46(m): 11:58pm On May 16|
I don't but Why am I a kayode fan all of a sudden.... hope you win
|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by hizeeksheun(m): 3:18pm On May 17|
Osheyyy! Uncle Kay people *Winks*
I Hope too ooh. *Broad Smiles*
|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by hizeeksheun(m): 11:53am On May 19|
It's way getting hotter!
Femi Cheats on Chinyere.
Musa got into an accident.
Tolani is in distress.
How and Would Musa survive this?
Chinyere? *Expression dulls as sorrow closes up my throat*
New Update Drops today by 3:15pm!
Grab your popcorns, Get sitted as we unravel in bitsss!
Love and Light always!
|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by purity23(f): 3:05pm On May 19|
I'm here waiting
|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by hizeeksheun(m): 3:26pm On May 19|
"Owk, I would be there now" She added, not waiting for a response, ended the call, as her breathe quickened.
But an accident? How?
"Ooh God, that definitely must be Musa's car" she thought as worry snaked through her, while she silently prayed for his safety. Crossing the road in a regular Lagosian's daredevilry, she hailed a bike, "OKADA", as the bikeman came to a halt.
"Brown Jake!" She yelled.
"#300 nii ooh" The bikeman said gruffly, as he gripped his bike's handles.
"#300? I only have #150 please, if you can't take it, go!" She said in Yoruba with a sigh of irritation.
The bike man hissed, started his scooter and zoomed off while she starred, her face puzzled watching him go out of sight.
"Screw him!" She swore under her breathe as she looked out for another Bikeman.
"OkadaAa" She hailed another, as he pulled to a halt in front of her, almost losing control and hitting her.
Her brain almost exploding in fury, she raised her head to spew out some words of 'wisdom' on him then found his face to be familiar; Calming, she tried hard to remember where.
"Ooh YES, Mile 12!!" She blurted out.
"Oga, how far now, you wan hit me?" She continued, meaning the words more seriously than they sounded.
"Sorry Madam" He said, smiling, he'd recognized her too.
"Where you dey go?" He added.
"Brown Jakee" She said in a perpetually tired voice, as she climbed his bike. She was soon used to the Lagos razz life.
"Hospital ko? Naa #200 ooh" He said, starting his scooter, then zoomed off to Brown Jake hospital.
"Owk, No problem" She said as she soon got lost in her reverie. Oh my! Old memories of herself, Chinyere and Musa in Secondary School, preparing for the WASSCE examinations....She was jolted out of her dreaminess with shouts of people as they gathered round a Danfo Bus, and a bike man sitting on the ground, his face was swollen and he had bruises all over. The Danfo Driver had hit him.
God forbid! She said under her breathe as a thought of Musa in a similar condition the bike man was ran through her mind.
"C'mon he might be dead!" She heard the voice say again, as a chill went through her.
"Zoooom" The Okada man brought his bike to a halt as he parked in front of the emergency unit of the hospital.
Coming down from the bike, she walked fast, towards the entrance forgetting to pay the bike man.
"Madam" The Bikeman called her, his voice calm. Tolani turning her neck to see if she was the one being referred to, slapped her forehead slightly on seeing the bike man. "Oh, sorry, I forgot"
"No wahala" He replied as she handed over a #200 note to him, then walked hastily into emergency centre.
No!!! What was lying on the bed wasn't Musa; He was more of swollen faced clown with a white bandage wound around his head, and his eyes closed. Unconscious!
His gaze focused on his laptop that Saturday, Kayode was putting finishing touches to the editing of the ghostwriting job he'd started earlier that week, then his phone vibrated.
It was an email notification - a mail from Opus Publications; he'd sent them a copy of his short story, to get featured on their platform with a good pay for rights to first publication.
Click!, he opened the mail, and read:
"Dear Mr Kayode Randy,
Good afternoon, and we hope this finds you well.
This is a response to your submission of one of your pieces for a feature on Opus.
Thank you for sending us, we found it really interesting but it isn't a right fit for us.
Best of luck placing this piece elsewhere, and I hope you’ll pitch us again in the future. To receive future calls for pitches, ---"
"Mtchew, Na them Sabi " He hissed, as he closed the email app and dropped his phone, to resume to his editing. Just then a knock went on his door.
"Come in" He said in Yoruba, as his door creak-opened, his mum entering.
His dad had brought up the lawyer-writer issue again last night.
"Daddy, please leave me alone with these talks" He'd replied him, his pulse slamming in his neck, as he walked away.
"Oluwa-kayode" His mum called him with a voice laced with affection as she sat at the edge of the bed.
"Mummy, what's is it again ooh?" He said, his face glued to his laptop, as he stopped typing.
"You know myself and your dad loves you, and we want the best for you.
Is there anything personal about you dumping law? Cos--" She trailed off.
"There's nothing mummy. Writing is where my passion lies."
"I know, but you can combine it with Law now. At least, I have always supported your writing,..."
"Or how many big writers do you see writes for a living? Not even Soyinka! There was always an extra Job" She said in Yoruba trying to sound more serious than she did.
"Mummy, so being a developmental editor is not a job?" Kayode chuckled, turning his neck and looked askance at her.
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|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by hizeeksheun(m): 3:29pm On May 19|
purity23:E don drop ooh... *Winks*
|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by hizeeksheun(m): 4:11pm On May 23|
Chinyere's high cheek bones were sunken, and her vision blurred as she sat on her bed, on a silent chit-chat with her diary, her pen making a wiry sound, as she drowned in her grief as Lee Ann Womack's "I Hope You Dance" played low from her phone.
Soon her phone beeped, and on checking she realised, it was a text from Tolani, telling her of Musa's accident.
"JESUS!!" She shouted, as she dropped her phone, racking her fingers through her hair while she frantically paced her room as a wave of fear and depression swept through her.
Quickly, she took her bath, wore a gown, shook out her hair, and wore her palm slippers. In no time, she was set!
"Pheww!" She let out a harsh breath as she jammed the door behind her, then her phone rang, and on checking the caller ID, it was Femi.
Her body locked up in rage as she slid down the reject call option.
What the heck does he wants? She jammed the gate as her pulse slammed in her neck. Then, her phone rang again. Letting out a harsh breathe, she rejected it, then heard her name.
Turning her neck to see who was calling her, she realised it to be Femi, resting against his car, as he smiled broadly.
"Pheww!" She huffed. This guy!, With his sweet words he comes.
"Femi, please leave me in peace and let's be good" She said trying hard to calm her nerves.
She'd suspected him to be cheating before now, which he denied bluntly when questioned, accusing her of loosing trust until she finally caught him.
She'd caught him in a cuddle with a lady in underclothes in his apartment the last time she visited, as he stammered the usual 'it's-not-what-you-think' chorus.
"I'm sorry Chi." He said, trying to put up the best soothing tone he could.
"Please, my name is Chinyere and you can leave now." She snarled, walking off, as she fastened her footsteps towards a group of Bike-men waiting for passengers.
Tolani sat down on a chair provided for patients' guardians. Worry coursed through her, as she stared at him lying seemingly lifeless with a ventilator connected to give him life.
Would he survive? Or perhaps he gets reduced to a wheel chair. A lot of thoughts flew across her mind.
"Ms Tolani" A square faced Doctor in his late 30s soon brought her out of her reverie, as he tapped her, requesting to check Musa's vitals.
Squeezing Musa's hand, he checked for a response, which he didn't get, then he placed two fingers on his neck. A faint pulse throbbing beneath his fingers.
Slipping him a curious glance, Tolani asked if he would be fine.
"Don't worry, he would be." He assured her, as he left.
"But Doctor, would be able walk again?" She asked, calling him back.
"Madam, I can't give a say on that until he wakes" He said, then left.
Ooh God! Why did this happen? Perhaps Chinyere's Pastor was right about her misfortune, and she has brought it upon Musa.
Suddenly, she heard her name. Raising her chin, she realised it to be a petite young lady in a comb-styled hair, her face seemingly familiar. Narrowing her eyes, she tried to recall where.
Thank you all for the supportsss friends, it ain't going unnoticed.
As always, I look forward to reading your comments>>>>
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|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by hizeeksheun(m): 4:40pm On May 23|
You can continue here : https://collegeafrican.wordpress.com/2020/05/23/tolani-episode-8/
Next Update Drops on Tuesday Still. *Winks*
|Re: TOLANI - A STORY (Love. Mystery. Suspense.) by Missmossy(f): 10:21am On May 24|
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