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Season 1 Episode 19

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..COREEN..

My mind was made up. Either Cephas tells me the entire truth or I divorce his sorry a-s and move on with my life. I had a Bachelor’s in Business Administration after all so I’d just find myself a job and start my life anew, that’s if my dear husband decides to remain adamant.

I arrived home with a bag in my hands just for the maid to gratefully sigh and say, “Thank God you are finally home, madam. The boss is in the bedroom drinking heavily, as he does lately. You go talk to him cause honestly I’ve tried my best!”

“It’s fine, Rosemary. I’ll get through to him.”

I knocked on our bedroom door and told him it was me. Cephas opened the door quite sooner than I had anticipated.


“Coreen,” he called. “You’re back to me..For good, right?” I couldn’t break the news to him in his current state lest he does something uncalled for so I said, “Yes, Darling. But for starters, you’ll go into the bathroom and have a cold shower, take a nap and I’ll prepare coffee when you wake up. Am sure you’ll be feeling fresh by then.”

He tightly hugged me. “I’ll do exactly as you say, my dear wife. When I came here and found you gone, I thought you would never come back. Thanks for coming back!”
He was drunk and was starting to get emotional. Not wanting to have to deal with a crying man, I pushed him into the bathroom and urged he showers.

I cleaned the bedroom as he showered and spread the bed for him. An hour later, I was seated beside my husband who was fast asleep. I couldn’t help but miss those old days when our marriage was almost perfect.

The only thing that had been lacking was a child. I sighed and brushed a kiss on his lips.


“I love you, Cephas Mwaba. I’ll always will.”

I waited until he was sober and we were having supper..that’s when I broke the news to him.


“I want a divorce.”

“Pardon?” he dropped his nshima back on the plate and looked at me as if he was seeing me for the first time.

I leaned back in my seat. “This marriage isn’t working, Cephas, thanks to your dishonesty. I thought married people aren’t supposed to keep secrets from each other but that’s now the case with you. Am the one who sees Lubuto’s ghost, not you. It’s me she torments and who knows why she’d pick me? Maybe it’s because am her twin sister or its because am married to you, her man and murderer.”

“Lubuto is your twin sister? And no, I didn’t murder her.” “She is my twin, granny told me so today. And the other day when you told me half of the story, you told me Lubuto had died after you forced her to have an abortion which in my book makes you her murderer. Look here, Cephas. Am giving you a fortnight to man up and tell me exactly what you had done to Lubuto for her ghost to be haunting me and don’t you dare cook up bullshit stories!” I was too angry to continue eating thus I pushed my chair back and stood after washing my hands.

“Two weeks, Cephas. And I’ll be gone, for good this time around cause I’ll divorce your sorry a-s!”

“Coreen-”

“Don’t you Coreen me!” I shouted and walked out on him. A whole week past and he wasn’t telling me nothing. Maybe the nigga thought I was bluffing no wonder I went to a lawyer and was given divorce papers which I signed right away. When Cephas came back from his business ventures that evening, he found the divorce papers waiting for him on the bed.


“They’re already signed,” I told him, matter of factly, as he picked them from the bed. “You’ve got one week left, Cephas.” I turned to leave the bedroom but stopped when he told me to.


“Come take a seat,” he said and patted the edge of the bed.
I quietly sat.


“You really wanna know what I’d done to Lubuto, don’t you?” “I wanna know so quit beating around the bush and go straight to the point please.”
He buried his head in his palms while exasperating. “What if the truth pushes you farther away from me?”

“Let me be the one to decide that.” “Fine..Oh God, this is tough. Remember I told you I’d forced Lubuto to have an abortion? That was a lie. I had drugged her juice, Coreen, and had watched her wince and wriggle on the floor as she bled immensely. All I wanted was for her to lose the baby so that I could finally get rid of the manipulative b---h but I think the pregnancy was quite big that time no wonder the bleeding didn’t cease and before I knew it, she was gasping for breath and begging I take her to the hospital. As I dilly-dallied around the room while pacing and thinking about what I was going to do next, Lubuto took one deep breath and went still. I panicked, thinking she was dead and not knowing she had just passed out. What to do with the dead body, I didn’t know.” “Go on, am still listening.”

“Can you give me some goddamn time? This is harder than it looks, Coreen!” He snapped and lowered his voice afterwards. “But there was this Richard guy who had approached me about ritual killings and all so I thought he’d know what to do with the body so I called him. He showed up at my house half an hour later with a cooler box full of ice and a sharp butcher knife in the other hand.

‘We’re taking her heart out,’ he announced as he knelt before Lubuto who lay in a pool of blood.


‘We? I’ve done half the job so you just do it, man!’

‘Fine. Just come help me cut her up first. Come on, don’t be such a p---y!’ I truthfully don’t know where I mustered the courage from but I knelt beside him and with his instructions, begun cutting Lubuto’s chest open. And then she suddenly gasped and opened her eyes, I threw the knife with a yelp.


‘We have to finish the job,’ said Richard as he picked the knife up.


‘Please,’ Lubuto had pleaded. ‘Ceph Donut, you’re killing me.’ ‘Its too late,’ Richard hissed and cut her up and pulled her heart out. Lubuto glared at me, then the heart and mumbled, ‘This isn’t over yet, Ceph Donut.’ She breathed her last and died.”

This level of wickedness was weakening me to the bone. “What happened next?”

“Geez..we cleaned the house, buried her body in the middle of nowhere and sold the heart. The police investigated after Lubuto’s mum made noise but they found nothing so the case got closed.”

“These riches that you have, the money you got after selling Lubuto’s heart is the capital, right?”

“Does it really matter?” “Of course it does!”

“If it makes you feel any better,” he stood and t----t his hands into his pockets. “It isn’t. My conscience got the better of me so I gave all the money to Richard, I swear on my late father’s grave! The guy is filthy rich now and resides in Dubai. My riches come from my inheritance.” The only words I could utter were, “You’re wicked, Cephas. Whether Lubuto was a pain in the a-s or not, that doesn’t give you the right to do what you had done to her. Am afraid after this confession, I can’t continue being your wife.”

He knelt before me. “Don’t do this to me, Coreen. You know am nothing without you! Please,” his eyes were teary. “I don’t care, Cephas. What if I annoy you one day and you decide to slit my throat and sell my heart too?” I vigorously shook my head. “I love you but this is bigger than me so please kindly sign those divorce papers as soon as possible. If you really love me, as much as you say you do, the least you can do for me is sign the divorce papers and set me free.” I moved out of Cephas’ house the following day and found me a house in Kalingalinga. It was high time I straightened my life out.

For the next few days, Cephas and Granny kept on bombarding my phone with calls and texts so I broke my old SIM card and bought a new one. I was listening to knews on the radio one day when I heard about Anna resurfacing and claiming William had attempted to murder her.


Two weeks later, I womaned up and paid Anna a visit at her place. She wasn’t around when I arrived so I decided to wait for a while. When she finally showed up driving a new car, I braced myself for the moment I’d been waiting for. My reunion with her. “Anna!” I rushed to hug her when she got out of the car but she pushed me away.


“What do you want?” she rudely asked me while locking the car.

I was more shocked than surprised. “Aren’t you happy to see me?”

“Why would I be happy to see a backstabbing b---h?” That stung!

She went on to say, “We’ve been friends for almost a decade, Coreen. And I survive a fatal incident and hear from mum that you produced a recording of me and Rajesh having sex and also had pics of us holding hands? What exactly were you planning on doing with that evidence?” “I messed up, Anna, and am sorry. We’ll discuss that later cause right now am curious. I really wanna know who is innocent and guilty between Rajesh and William and also, what had happened to you cause I was even convinced you were dead.”


“And I bet you were thrilled. Sorry to cut your happiness short but only the good die young so I ain’t dying any time soon and about your other concern, since you’ve become CNN slash FBI, I reckon you imvestigate and find out who the real culprit is but for now please freaking leave my premises before I embarrass you!”


With that, she did a catwalk to her porch and took keys out of her purse. She was mad at me and had every right to be so I convinced myself all she needed was time and I was going to give her just that.


When I arrived at my new place, I found her seated on the couch watching T.V.


“I didn’t know ghosts watch TV too,” I froze in the doorway. “I’ve left Cephas so what else do you want from me?”

“Your help.” “And what makes you think am willing to help you this time around?”

“Because you don’t have a choice,” Kimono me stood and approached me. “Cephas is yet to pay for what he did to me.” she gripped both my arms and disappeared. I felt a weird s£nsat!on and then something scary happened.

I could remember Kimono me meet Cephas, them making love, she talking to her mum on the phone, Cephas watching her bleed and they taking out her heart. I could remember Kimono me’s life so accurately that it felt as if am the one who had gone through all that she had.
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To be continued.....

Season 1 Episode 18

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..RAJESH..


All my life I’d adored the fact that I was a handsome mixed race dude whom girls fell at his feet for. They literally spread their legs for me as soon as I said a thing to them. I don’t know what it is with black girls which makes them be all over white and coloured dudes in particular. Its kinda pathetic you know. Now what was pathetic was the fact that I was rotting away in some prison in Kabwe. Like today I had a sore a-s. How I got it? I’m probably sure you all have an idea.


Anyway, the first time it had happened was a few days after I was transferred to this prison. Bathing in prisons is like in boarding schools, no privacy at all. We were clamped in the dirty bathroom when a heavily built inmate and cellmate of mine pointed at me after dropping his soap, “Hey pretty boy, come pick this up for me.”

The other inmates smirked and smiled. I knew better than play tough cause the last time I’d done that, over badly cooked food for that matter, I’d gotten beat up pretty badly.
So I walked towards the inmate whose name was James by the way, bent down and was about to pick the soap but stopped short when he snapped.



“Not like that, you fool! I want you to turn and then pick the d--n soap!” And I knew, even as I turned and bent down. I almost screamed when his huge libido penetrated my a-s but the man in me won and I just closed my eyes. S--t, this was f-----g painful!

They took turns anal raping me and the painful experience made me recall that I too had once raped someone. I had forcefully had sex with her aiming to punish her and she had pleaded with me to stop molesting her but I hadn’t listened.

Now I was experiencing pain right now but pleading was a no go area for me so I just felt ashamed as they got their way. Maybe had I been gay or bisexual, I would have enjoyed this somehow. But thank the heavens I wasn’t any of the above! The raping happened on a daily basis but there was surprisingly no getting used to it so back to my cell, I was reminiscing in Hindi. Wishing I hadn’t come back to this freaking country…I cursed the day I’d left India for Zambia, the day I’d set eyes on her and the day I’d fallen in love with her. Yeah, I’d come to love Anna with all my heart and I would forever rebuke myself for loving an adulterous woman.


I was still thinking about Anna and how she had met her unexpected end when the warden came to the cell and called my name.


“You’ve got a visitor.”

It’s probably mum, I told myself as I rose to my feet and stole a glance at James who was smiling. I assumed he was obviously happy to learn mum had come to visit me which meant she had brought stuff for me which James always ended up acquiring. Who would have thought Rajesh Sharma the Casanova will be treated like a doormat by some lunatic inmate? Had I believed in religion and God at large, I would say He’s the one who had sent this ugly b-----d James to punish me for all the atrocities I inflicted upon several women but I was a nonbeliever so to me this was just fate playing its cards.


I spotted mum as soon as I arrived in the waiting area and we were hugging when my lawyer showed up who sat down when mum and I did.


With a rude finger pointed at my incompetent lawyer, I harshly asked mum, “What is he doing here?”

“Him and I bear great news to share with you, sonny.”


“Is Coreen finally dead? Cause you know too well the only good news to me at this point in time is hearing Coreen is dead or am getting outta this hell hole. So which is which?” “The latter,” beamed the lawyer. “You’re finally getting out.”

“How?”

“Because the real culprit has been brought to light and will soon be brought to book,” mum chirped in. “It was actually that William who had attempted to murder his wife almost two months ago and the wife has now resurfaced and as we speak, William is behind bars awaiting trial.”

Was I hearing correctly? Did mum just say Anna had resurfaced? But how when I myself had killed her?!


“I- What do you mean his wife resurfaced?” I stuttered, half scared and half puzzled. Mum and the lawyer didn’t know I had killed Anna so in an attempt not to blow my cover, I added, “Am kinda shocked cause I myself was starting to believe she was really dead..or missing.”

Mum replied in ecstasy, “She’s apparently alive and has already filed a case against her husband. Now I know you used to screw her and all but right now, we all ought be grateful to her for saving your a-s.” And I quote, ‘we all ought be grateful to her for saving your a-s.’ Do you realise how ironic the phrase is? I was on the brink of chuckling but ended up asking, “How soon can I leave,” I paused to sweep the room with my disgusted gaze. “this place?”

“As soon as all the paper work is done,” mum replied. The lawyer added, “Which is way sooner than you think.”


Later that night and back in my cell where I was being anal raped again, my thoughts weren’t about the pain of having my a-s ripped over and over again, they were about Anna. How did she survive my attack? And if indeed she had survived and was back, why pin the blame on an innocent man? Anna was smart and I wasn’t dumb either so I figured she was brewing revenge, killing two birds with one stone. If she had the guts to send her own husband of more than six years to prison, what more me? I felt chills even though I wasn’t the type to easily get scared nor intimidated. Something told me Anna was planning something nasty for me and only psychopaths do what she was doing. Speaking of psychopaths, I wouldn’t get mad if people deemed me one too…


.Flashback.

It was a lazy Friday morning and being my own boss, I opted to skip work cause I had a terrible hangover. It was then that Anna showed up, telling me we were over and she was carrying her husband’s child. To say I was furious is an understatement. First of all, how could she get as careless and fall pregnant and secondly, she was dumping me? No woman had ever dumped Rajesh Sharma and I wasn’t going to let her be the first. I always did the dumping.


I told Anna to abort the baby and we could continue our relationship but seemed she had made up her mind and was walking away.

She was doing exactly the latter when I gripped her by the arm and looked straight into her sexy eyes. “You don’t call the shots, honey.”

“Neither do you own me, Rajesh. We’re through so the sooner you accept this, the better.” “And the sooner you accept that ladies don’t have the last say in my relationships, the better too.”


“Am not like all the previous ladies you’ve dated, she retorted. “Am a married and now pregnant woman so please just let me go, Raj. There are so many pretty girls out there and am sure-” “It’s you that I want,” I cut her short.

She shook her head. “Am no longer available.”

She tried to free herself from my grip and the harder she tried, the harder I gripped. With her free hand, Anna smacked my face.



“Let me go!” Biggest mistake of her life cause no woman had ever smacked my face let alone lay a violent finger on me.



“You’ve crossed the line, Anna, and now am gonna show you what am made of!”

I pinned her arms behind her back and pushed her onto the couch. “You wanted sex from in the first place, right? You gonna get just that. Maybe I’ve not been f-----g you as you need the past few days and that’s why you’re breaking up with me. Maybe-”

“Rajesh, Rajesh, Rajesh!” she frantically called. “Please don’t do this.”

But I had made up my mind too so we struggled for a while until I overpowered her, took off her skirt and p@anties and penetrated her. “Stop,” she cried. “Am pregnant for crying out loud!”

“I don’t give a d--n about your baby! Now m0an, Anna, m0an.”


She didn’t m0an. She pleaded. Anna kept on pleading with me to stop but I got my way with her and raped her until I couldn’t t----t no more so I just rolled off her and slumped beside her. She was sobbing as she dressed up. “You’re a monster whose gonna pay for doing this to me. I’m going straight to the police station from here and am gonna make sure you rot in jail for rape!”
Second biggest mistake of her life.



“The only way am going to jail is if I let you leave this house alive, Anna teddy bear.”

“You’re insane,” she sniffed and picked her bag from the floor.

“Let me just prove you right then,” I said while carrying her to the bedroom, against her will of course. I then locked the door and pocketed the keys. I turned to face her. “Am so sorry for what am about to do to you because I love you. You pushed me too hard, you really did.”


“You’re sick!” Anna spat in my face. “Now let me go you psychotic son of a s--t!”

I wasn’t listening, I reached for my gun in the closet and aimed it at her chest as she gasped.


“Any last words, Mrs. Anna Mumba Njapau?” “Don’t do this..please. I take back all that I said, Raj. In fact, I’ll abort this baby and elope with you to India so please put the gun down..am begging you. For the sake of the love you just claimed to have for me.”

“Nice try,” I chuckled and pulled the trigger. Anna fell to the floor as blood gushed out of her chest. I went to where she lay and stomped on her belly. “Rot in hell, my lovely b---h!”

Now I had a lot of cleaning and cover up to do so without panicking, which came as a surprise to me too, I wrapped Anna in bedsheets after scrubbing and mopping her blood off the floor, took her body to my car’s bonnet and drove to Kafue where I dumped her body in the river. Her body had never been found but I had initially thought it had been eaten by either crocodiles or hippos but now I knew better, the b---h was back for revenge. Well, I was ready for her.


A day after mum and the lawyer’s visit, I was released from jail. I went back to Lusaka that same day and began following William’s arrest on T.V, via newspapers and social media, and so on and so forth.

Anna seemed pretty convinced William had attempted to murder her that even I was starting to believe she indeed had lost her memory as rumour had it. Well, good for me. Now what was going to happen when she regains it? It was then that I thought of fleeing to India but being an ex convict, I couldn’t leave the country just yet.


I had only stayed with mum for at least two weeks when I met Anna in a boutique. It was her who approached me first, “Hey handsome.” She had this look of innocence in her eyes.


“Hi.” “Can we continue our relationship from where it ended?”

If she was mocking me, I couldn’t tell. “Why not?”

Anna smiled and hugged me. I rubbed her back. Let me make things clear here, if Anna was planning on doing something nasty to me, she had another thing coming cause this time around I planned on killing her and watching her corpse burn to ashes.

But for now as the saying goes, ‘Keep your friends close but your enemies closer…’

To be continued...

Season 1 Episode 17

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..WILLIAM..
It had been almost two weeks since Anna had gone missing which is a wrong thing to say cause now we were all certain Rajesh Sharma had murdered her all thanks to Coreen’s recording. My life had come to a stand still ever since the day of the court hearing and my parents had tried talking to me, saying everything happens for a reason but I was still having trouble grasping the fact that my wife and supposedly unborn baby were now dead. I was officially a widower. Now I know Anna had cheated on me but that didn’t stop me from loving nor missing her. I just wished she was here with me.


I was seated in my office staring at nothing in particular when Lady Valerie showed up. I hadn’t even seen her come in not until she snapped her fingers in my face.


“You’ve been absent minded lately, Willy,” she said and sat. “Am sorry to say this but your wife is no more and you sitting here brooding won’t bring her back to life.”

I didn’t reply.

She then placed her hand on mine and sweetly said, “I’ve got a surprise for you.”

“Not today, ma’am. Am not in the mood for no surprises.” “Oh come on,” she tagged at my arm. “You’ll love it!”

“Fine,” I lazily said and followed her lead.

We past a string of workmates whom I guessed knew the boss and I had a thing going on but they wouldn’t say nor show they knew. We went outside the building and Lady Valerie instructed I close my eyes. “This feels corny, I can’t do it.” I whined.

“Just do as I say, Willy, I swear you’ll love my surprise!”

“Fine,” I repeated in exasperation and closed my eyes. I felt Lady Valerie slip a box into my hands.

Wasn’t I supposed to be the one doing this for a lady? All this felt wrong, like really long.


“You can now open them eyes,” she whispered.

I opened my eyes and scanned the blue small box in my hands. It had some words scribbled on it, ‘OPEN ME.’

I was shaking my head as I opened the box and my eyeballs dangled in their sockets for a while when I saw the car keys.


“Press the disarm button and see which car budges.”

Still not believing this was happening, I did as told and an Audi Q7 budged, making a sweet noise as it got unlocked.


“That’s now yours, Willy.” I was at a loss for words as I went to open the door. Owning my own car had been a dream of mine since forever!


“You earned the car,” she said, almost as if reading my thoughts. “I might be quite biased here, I accept. But you work your a-s for this company, Willy. And this is a personal token of appreciation so please take it.” Of course am taking it, sugar mama! “I’m- I don’t know what to say, my lady.”

“Your face says it all..Why don’t we go for a road test?”

“Why not?” I beamed.

I got behind the wheel and felt as if I was daydreaming as I drove out of the company premises and joined a tarred road. “You’re a blessing, my lady.” She smiled and pulled her skirt up. “Why don’t you show me how appreciative you are? I know an exquisite lodge close to where we are, let’s go there.”

I was too excited to say no so I drove to the lodge which I knew too. We booked a room and ordered some vintage wine which was brought to the room almost immediately. I was about to pour the wine when Lady Valerie slapped my hand. “That can wait. I’ve missed you.” she flung her arms round my neck and kissed me big time. I aggressively took off her shirt and fumbled with her bra for a while which I later dropped to the floor. Using my teeth, I took off her skirt and rubbed her underwear with my forefinger. She m0aned before sitting on the bed and spreading her legs after taking off her underwear. She got the wine and poured it all over her private part.


“Lick it off me, baby boy,” she authoritatively said. “Lick me!”

Still fully dressed and getting really hard down there, I knelt between her legs and began licking the amzing wine off her. She m0aned my name as she gripped my head with her hands, pulling me towards her.



“Just like that, Willy, I love it like that!”

I licked her for a while and when I felt I couldn’t hold the urge to screw her no more, I stripped naked and held my junior Willy. “Your turn, my lady.”

Lady Valerie smiled and gestured I sit on the bed, she poured wine on my c--k and started sU-Cking, slowly and intensely. I felt blood course through me at a dangerous pace. S--t, this felt so f-----g awesome!

I shut my eyes to savour the moment. That’s when I saw different images or memories of Anna flash right before me. In one she was smiling at me, we were making love in another and in the other one were having a romantic dinner in our room…



“I can’t,” I suddenly piped up, gesturing Lady Valerie stops sU-Cking mini me. “Anna’s memories won’t let me be nor will my conscience. Am so sorry, my lady, but I just can’t have sex with you. At least not right now..it just feels disrespectful to Anna’s memories.” She looked super frustrated and let down but she forced a smile anyway. “I understand.”

I apologized once more and rushed to the bathroom to have me a cold shower.

Dammit, Anna! D--n you! I couldn’t seem to refrain myself from inwardly cussing her. When I stepped out of the shower, lady Valerie was fully dressed and was applying make up in front of a huge fancy mirror.


“You can have the car back,” I started to say but she shook her head carefully.


“I don’t work like that, William. I bought you that car so it’s yours unless you tell me you’ve decided otherwise.” “I- Thanks once again. You don’t know just how happy you’ve made me today.”

“I could have made you happier,” she said in an undertone. “Anyway, get dressed so that we leave. We’ve got work to do back at the office.”

“I’ll make it up to you.”


She was done doing her make up so she put the kit back in her bag and came to kiss me lightly. “I’ll be waiting for that moment.. Though for now, you’ll find me in the car.” she got the keys and walked out of the room.
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Later that evening, only but a few minutes after arriving home, someone knocked at my door. Something that rarely happened cause I didn’t receive many visitors. “Maybe it’s Coreen who’s come to check up on me,” I told myself as I went to open the door without even enquiring who was standing on the other side.

When I opened the door, I almost froze. Anna?


“Hi, sweetie,” she flung herself at me and hugged me.

My heart stopped beating at that instant. I was s--t scared! Had she come to take me to wherever dead people go?

Anna or her ghost, I assumed, broke the hug when she saw how rigid I was.



“Why aren’t you happy to see me, William?”


“Because you’re dead!” I shakily snapped. “Leave me alone in Jesus’s name!”

She laughed, carefree. “Am not dead, my dear husband. All am suffering from is temporary memory loss. I woke up at one point and couldn’t remember a d--n thing but as soon as I remembered you, I came all the way here!”

I don’t know why but Anna felt so real so I ushered her into the house and talking to her made me realise her memory was two years and a couple months short. To her, I’d just started working for Lady Valerie so she had no memory of Rajesh or whatever had happened in the last two years and some months.


“I’ll tell you all that I can remember and what I’ve been through the past month and a few weeks,” she said as she cleared the table. We’d just had supper. “But for now I gotta have you in me, Willy.”

Anna and I made love and cuddled all through the night. I was tempted to ask her if she was still pregnant cause I couldn’t tell just by looking at her but I failed to ask her. Anna fell asleep in my arms while I only fell asleep a few hours later cause I was finding it extremely difficult to digest what was going on. What kept me from going insane was the fact that Anna’s dead body had never been found so the woman in my arms was definitely her and not her ghost. When I awoke in the morning, I was alone in bed. Only wearing boxers, I got out of bed and called my wife’s name.

No reply.

I was in the living room when I heard the main door open. I went to check who had come and found two policemen heading towards me, Anna by their side. “It’s him,” she said and smirked.

One of the policemen said, “Mr. William Njapau, you’re under arrest for the attempted murder of your wife Mrs. Anna Mumba Njapau.” he produced handcuffs and flashed them in my face. “You have the right to remain silent as anything you do or say may be used against you in the court of law!
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Season 1 Episode 16

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..CEPHAS..

“Which ones do you prefer, sir?” The female florist asked me, showing me lilies, roses and tulips.

“I’ve never bought flowers for my lady but I think any will do. If your man was buying them for you, which ones would you prefer?”

“Roses are my favourite so I’d love em’. I suggest you get roses.”

“Thanks, you’re a blessing. Roses it is then.”

“Great..” she handed me a bouquet of red roses, my receipt and change.

I got only the receipt and roses. “Keep change.”

“Um..thanks,” she blushed with gratitude. “And all the best with your girl.”

“Actually, she’s my beloved wife.”

“Wow, am jealous,” she giggled. “Your wife’s one hell of a lucky woman.”

“Am the lucky one, sister.”


I walked out of the store wearing a huge grin..I was just so happy things were going back to normal between me and Coreen. My God, I loved that woman!

I got into my Allion and hit the road, listening to some tracks on the radio. And then Celine Dion’s ‘My Heart Will Go On’ played and I had to immediately turn off the radio.


“Nothing will ruin my jovial mood today,” I mumbled. “Not even one of Lubuto’s all time favourite songs!”

When I arrived home, only the maid was around.


“Is your madam around?” I asked her.

“Are you alright, sir? Madam hasn’t been around for weeks now!”

“Coreen came home with me yesterday so I know what am talking about. You know what, you’re hopeless. Just go back to whatever you were doing!”


She shrugged and headed to the kitchen. With the roses in hand, I walked towards my bedroom while calling, “Coreen! Honey!”
Silence.

“Baby, am home!”

I wrenched the door open and I immediately knew, she had gone back. That cunning b---h! So she wasn’t satisfied with everything I gave her? All the love I showered her wasn’t enough? No, all she wanted to know is what had happened to her bitchy look alike Lubuto Bwalya.

I got my phone and hastily dialled Coreen’s line which went straight to voicemail. I was in no mood to leave a message so I hang up and threw the phone on the bed. I looked at them flowers and tossed them to the floor where I crashed them with the heel of my shoe.

I was surprisingly outraged. Why would Coreen lead me on last night and just walk away this morning? I rushed to the bar and got a bottle of Jameson. I went back to the bedroom and locked myself in, and drank. Until I was drunk.


“Boss,” called the maid who was knocking on the door. “Your lunch is ready.”

“I don’t want it,” I slurred. “And please leave me the f--k alone, Rosemary.”

“Yes, sir!” she knew better than to agitate me when I was in such a mood.


I staggered to the bedside cabinet and took a photo of Coreen. “It’s amazing how you look exactly like that witch Lubuto, my Coreen. But you two have parallel personalities, you really do…”


And I went back to when Lubuto was still alive…


She had just been at my parents’ place for a few weeks when one day I arrived home to a heated argument between her and my young sister Marjorie.



“What’s going on here?” I asked.

Marjorie who wasn’t an argumentative type said, “It’s this under age wife of yours, bro. She knows I’ve got class this evening while she’s got nothing important to do but she wants to be the first one to use the bathroom. Like really, who does she think she is?”


“You better watch your tongue you stupid spoilt b---h!”

“Whoa..” I came between them. “Can’t believe you two are fighting over the bathroom!” I turned to Lubuto. “Marjorie has a class to attend, can’t she bath first?”

“Over my dead body, Ceph Donut.”


Marjorie rolled her eyes. “You see?”

“Just use mum and dad’s bathroom, sis, please.”

She shook her head in disbelief. “You’re spoiling this opportunistic w---e way too much if you ask me, brother. You better open your eyes and see through her, she doesn’t love you!”

“You better watch what you say before I shove my thong down that throat of yours which has swallowed only God knows how many men’s sperm!” Lubuto yelled.


“Enough!” I yelled too. “Marjorie, do as I say and Lubuto, shut the hell up and watch what you say to my sister!”

They both angrily stomped their feet, snarled and cussed before heading different directions.



“Gosh,” I wearily pressed my eyes.

Must be the hormones working Lubuto up, I tried to convince myself.


But the arguments and complaints kept on hitting me from all angles. Be it mum, my elder sis Ethel, Marjorie, our neighbours, who didn’t she quarrel with over trivial matters like somebody using her make up or mum adding too much salt in the food she cooked and so on and so forth?


Dad sat me down one evening and spoke to me man to man.


“I do realise you’ve failed to keep your girlfriend or wife or whatever we can call her in check, son. I don’t blame you though cause that girl is a nightmare! I feel sorry for you but you’ll have to take her away from here before she brings my entire house down one of these days.”

“I understand, paps. Guess I’ll just look for a house and move in with her.”



There was silence for a while until Dad spoke up, “Do you love her?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. At first I thought she was this fragile thing that needed utmost protection but now am not certain what to think anymore.”

“Maybe it’s the pregnancy working her up, she’ll probably come back to her senses soon.”

“Am hoping that’s the case, Dad.”

“You’ll be alright,” he assured me.

I found a self contained apartment good enough for Lubuto and I where we moved into a few days later. It was when I came back from class two days later when I learnt Lubuto had been playing me all along. She hadn’t heard me come into the house that’s how come I was able to eavesdrop on her phone conversation with her supposed unbearable adoptive mother.


She was seated on the bed with her back facing me, “You really are a genius, mum. Now all that’s left is for this dummy to marry me and we’ll be flourishing in riches soon! Yeah…our plan is really working..I can’t be happier..will talk to you later, love you too.”

She hang up and was startled to see me standing in the doorway when she turned. “How..For how long have you been standing there?”

“Long enough to know you’re nothing but a calculative b---h who’s leaving my house and life in the next twenty minutes!” I went to her closet and begun throwing her clothes out. “Start packing, mummy, your time here is over! Game’s over, you lost.”

“Really?” she smirked, folding her arms across her chest. “Ceph Donut, as soon as I leave this house, am going to the police station to file for defilement or rape or whichever sexual assault is done to a 16 year old girl..Let’s see how lenient the judge will be towards you. You’re stuck with me, baby.”

I looked her straight in the eye and knew right there and then that I hated the b---h so much I might as well just strangle the living daylights outta her. “Not for too long,” I clearly told her. “I’ll have the last laugh, Lubuto Bwalya!” I kicked some of her bizarre clothes out of my way and stormed out of the house.



For the next two weeks I was planning on how to get rid of Lubuto but no plausible idea was popping up. I was seated in a bar when this guy approached me, I knew him from the neighbourhood.



“Cephas, can I join you?”

“No problem, Richard.”


We talked about soccer for a while before he abruptly asked me, “How would you like to make some fast cash?”

Being rich and making my own money had always been a fantasy of mine. “Everybody would love that..But it all comes down to what they have to do in order to make that money, don’t it?”


“You have a point there,” he took a drag from his Castle Lager bottle. “Am talking about a human heart here, bro. And we’ll be millionaires!”

I choked on my beer for a while before gaining composure. “What makes you think I’d kill someone for money?”

“Because you have it in you,” he stood and patted my shoulder. “And a friendly warning, repeat this conversation to anyone and it’ll be one of your precious sisters’ hearts I’ll be donating!”

I wouldn’t repeat the conversation to nobody and neither would I kill anyone, of this I was certain.


The following day, I came up with an idea to rid myself of Lubuto the witch.



“Why hadn’t I thought of this brilliant idea earlier?” I asked myself as I bought the drugs from the drugstore. The plan was simple, drug Lubuto and make her lose her baby and walla, am free!


Once at home, I slipped the pills in Lubuto’s open Pure Joy bottle.


I was intently looking at her as she drank the juice later that evening.



“What?” she irritably asked me.


I shrugged. “Nothing.” and inwardly, Your time’s up, b---h!

“Cephas! Open the d--n door!” someone b@nged on my door, interrupting my memories. “Open the door, its Coreen!”

I’d deciphered it was her..But did this mean she was back to me for good this time around?

To be continued....

Season 1 Episode 15

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continues..


6PM that day found Cephas and I at some fancy restaurant. He had somehow convinced me to spend the rest of that gloomy day with him and I needed the company so I accepted.
Cephas ordered a chicken fahita while I got a cheese burger and Sprite.


“What happened to us, Coreen?”

“What do you mean?”

“We used to be a happy couple once upon a time. I wish we could go back to being,” he paused and sighed. “us.”

“Cephas, simply tell me what I wanna know and then we can have this conversation.”

“Why don’t we forget about our problems for tonight? Let’s just pretend everything’s as it was back then and have a wonderful night. Honey, life is too short. Take a look at Anna.”

He had a point and truth be told, I’d missed my husband big time. I’d missed everything about him, his smile, touch, fragrance, everything!

I leaned back in my seat and smiled. “Why not?”

The smile that appeared on his face was overwhelmingly sweet. “I love you, Coreen.”

I just raised my bottle of Sprite and took a drag. From the restaurant we went to a quiet bar and drank ciders. Ok that sounds wrong, I drank ciders while Cephas drank lagers.

We were feeling a bit tipsy by the time we got home. We had barely locked the door when Cephas took me into his arms and kissed me like there was no tomorrow.

I locked my arms round his neck and wrapped my legs around his waist, kissing him back. In that position, Cephas walked us to the living room where he accidentally hit me against the door and I just laughed. It was romantic weh.

He laughed too. “Sorry.”

“What you should be sorry about is the fact that both of us are still fully dressed. Clothes have no business being on our bodies right now.”

Cephas chuckled as he softly made me lay on the sofa. “Am on it, boss.”

And so we literally ripped the clothes off each other’s bodies and soon enough we were making those sounds, you know them. To spare you the e----c details, our love making session that night was wonderful as wonderful can be.


I kissed him on the lips when we were done and got up from the sofa. “I gotta take a shower.”

“Mmmh,” he bit his lower lip in a sexy manner. “Why don’t I join you?”

“You’ve had enough for tonight,” I teasingly said as I turned around to leave. I felt him smack my a-s.


“You naughty boy, Ceph Donut.”

“Did you just call me Ceph Donut, Coreen?”
It was only after he mentioned it that I realised what I had called him and it sent chills down my spine to know I was now unknowingly uttering Kimono me’s words. Was I becoming her? Lord help me.

Without saying nothing more, I rushed to the bathroom where I locked myself in. I entered the glass cubicle and opened the faucet, standing directly under the shower. The hot water was soothing and I shut my eyes. When I opened them eyes, I saw blood stained hands pressing against the steamy cubicle. A scream caught in my throat. I shut my eyes again and when I opened them the hands were gone.



“That b---h,” I scowled. “She just can’t leave me the hell alone.” I don’t know if it was the alcohol talking.
I continued showering just for the water to turn bloody red.


“F--k!” I screamed, hurriedly closing the faucet which didn’t budge so I stepped out of the cubicle and stood in front of the mirror. My whole body was covered in blood.


“What do you want this time around, Lubuto Bwalya?”

She materialized behind me, I could see her in the mirror. She looked as Kimono me as ever.


“How did you like my little trick?”

“The bloody one? It was amateurish and cliche.”

“Not that one, honey. Am talking about me playing mind games with you using your dead friend’s voice.”

“What are-” I stopped midway. “You b---h!” and turned. She was nowhere to be seen so I turned back and saw her ghostly reflection in the mirror.

She laughed. “Got you!”


“You’re sick, Lubuto. Don’t tell me you now get drunk when I drink cause that’s how you’re acting. Drunk!”

“Oh please, am just excited.”

“Ghosts get excited too? Didn’t know.”

“Haha. I’ve slept with Cephas after so many years so I ought be happy.”

“Excuse me?”

“Oh please don’t act dumb. You’ll figure it out anyway,” she snapped. “And by the way, go visit your granny and ask her about the twins your mother had almost 28 years ago and she better tell you the truth. Tell her I said so. Adios, until next time.”
She waved her hands in goodbye and vanished. I leaned against the sink and closed my ears. All the beer was now officially out of my system as I felt insanely sobber.

Kimono me was now giving me the creeps!
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I didn’t bother telling Cephas I was going to Kapiri when the next day came. I just waited for him to leave the house and then I left too.

When I arrived at Grandma’s, I wasn’t smiling.

She got all busy trying to serve me food when I grabbed her by the arm and made her sit beside me. “I didn’t come here to eat, granny.”

“Your tone is scaring me, Coreen. What’s going on?”

“What’s going on is you’ve been keeping a massive secret from me all these years.

You do know the moment of truth does eventually come, right? And it has come, Grandma.”

“I quite don’t understand what you’re talking about, my child.”

“Tell me about my twin.”


Her facial expression didn’t falter. “I knew this day would come,” she stood and faced the other way. “How did you find out?”

“That doesn’t matter.”

“Well, your mother had given birth to twin girls before dying in labour. You are the first born by the way. So when my son, your father, committed suicide later that day, I was shattered. Life was tough back then and no one was willing to take care of two orphan twins so I took both of you in.. by then Gwen was only a year old. The problem came when I couldn’t cater for your needs so I sold one baby, the last born.”

“You sold a baby?!” I sprang to my feet. “Jesus! That’s just wicked.”

“It is..but I needed money, for Gwen and you. How do you think I managed to pay for your school fees despite my lack of a solid source of income? Look here Coreen, what I did was wrong, I accept. But your sister had a good life.”

“How do you know?”

“Because I knew the couple I sold her to,” she turned to face me.

“There, you know the whole truth. Happy now?”

“Actually, am disappointed and mad at you at the same time. You’re despicable, Grandma. And I hate you for selling an innocent baby!”

I angrily got my bag and dashed out of the house while shedding tears. I just couldn’t believe my Grandma, the woman I had adored all my life was capable of such.

I stopped in my tracks when I reached at a crossroads, realizing my life was actually at one too..where to go from here? And Kimono me? Only God knew how I was going to rid myself of an evil and vengeful psychotic ghost twin!

To be continued...

Season 1 Episode 2

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Life they say, is full of many twists and turns and you never can tell what will be the outcome of every journey you take except to hope for the best.

My name is Jessica Vincent and this is my story.

From childhood in the village,life has never favoured me.

I lost my dad immediately I came into this world as a result, people referred to me as a bad luck child.

I grew up with my mom taking care of me.
I had no siblings nor external families neither friends because no family allowed their child or children to befriend a witch like me.

School was out of it because we didn’t even have enough to eat not to talk of pursuing education.

At age five,I was already known as the Pure water hawker in the village though most people are afraid of buying from me because of rumours that I killed my dad nevertheless I didn’t mind them as I continued to sell my water.

When business got tough,I trekked to the neighboring villages to sell since no one knew me there.

Rags were my best clothes.

Mother would go to the tailor shop and gather all the pieces together and sew me clothes.

My shoes were peeling and opened under yet I still managed.

Garri was our dialy food and we never tasted anything like meat or fish till I left there.
We had no bed.

At night, mother spread her old smelling wrapper on the cold floor and we sleep, that is if we are lucky with mosquitoes.

During dawn, our bodies ached with pains as a result of sleeping on the floor yet we don’t mind.

We washed our mouths with charcoal since toothpaste and toothbrush were for the rich and I go about selling my water.

It was really hard for a teenager like me.
Seeing other young children smartly dressed in new and expensive clothes.

Seeing other families eating and throwing away.
Seeing my friends going to school and gisting on what they learned in school.

Mine was nothing to write about except sorrows and pains.

Most times,I sat behind the house and cried my eyes and heart out.

You may think I didn’t understand anything because I was a small girl but I did.

Mother cried too but she never showed it instead she encouraged me to focus on God and pray always.

She assured me that God understands everything and it was just a matter of time.

She told me never to leave God’s hands and never to stop trusting him
“He knows the Best Jessy and he will make everything beautiful in his time.” She would often say to me.

But when is that time ever going to come??

To be continued...

Too Late to Claim
Season 1 Episode 1

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“There is no one without a past and there is no pass without a future people of God” I heard the pastor says as I walked into the church holding Rejoice’s hand and took a seat behind for coming late.


“The most important thing is what do you make of your past,how do you react to it? do you allow it to control you or connect you?
Do you allow it to mock you or give you access to victory?

Do you continuously dwell on it or you move on and forgive?” He continued


“Mommy we are late” Rejoice said to me
“Shhhh” I motioned her to keep quiet as I listened carefully to the pastor.

The congregation applauded the pastor for his wonderful sermon as he got through and took his seat.

Altar call followed and later offering,after then, we shared the grace and service was over.

I held Rejoice’s hand and we walked to where I parked my car,got in and drove out heading for home.

My mind was thinking about the pastor’s message today.

Something he said touched my inner being and I felt pain.

A feeling and a memory that I have been trying to let go of since 10 years ago.

I fell something wet fell out of my eyes and I realized I was crying.


“Mommy,won’t you buy me ice cream?” Rejoice asked bringing me back to reality.

“No I won’t” I replied as I wiped my tears

“You were the reason I was late for church today”

“Am sorry mommy,I wanted to stay with Daddy”

“Even when you knew he wasn’t feeling well”

“I am sorry please”

“Shut up,I am not buying anything” I told her almost shouting.

I heard some sniffing sound and I knew she was crying but I didn’t mind as i continued driving.

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The gate man opened the gate immediately he heard the horn of the car and I drove in.
I parked and off the engine.


“If you like, don’t come out”I said to Rejoice as I opened the door and took my bag.
She opened the other side,came out and ran into the house.

I knew she was going to report me to her daddy as she always does whenever I scolded her.

I followed her in too.

As I opened the door and walked in,I could see some people sitting along with my hubby.

I was surprised
Was hubby expecting some visitors today?

“Here she comes” my husband said and they turned towarded me.

Rejoice was already sitting in the arms of her daddy.

I moved closer and greeted them.

I saw two elderly men,an elderly woman and a young man sitting in a wheel chair.

I greeted them and they responded as I sat down near my husband.


“Honey, these people are here to see you” he said to me.

I was a little bit surprised.

I don’t know them so how come they are here to see me.

“Jessica how are you?” The elderly woman asked me.

I was shocked!!

I remember that voice.

Of course I do.

That voice that drove a pregnant girl out into the street at age 17.

Then I looked at her


“Aunt Abigail” I screamed
Hubby and Rejoice looked at me wondering why I shouted.

I looked at the two elderly men.
I recognized one


“Pastor Eric?” I asked more than an exclaim.

Then I looked at the young man on the wheelchair.

My head began to spin.

I stood up in uttermost surprise
“Chris!!!”

To be continued.....

Season 1 Episode 8

The Childless Wife

Episode 8

"You think you can scare my wife to collect money from her?

Well, if you try it again, I will disgrace you publicly. My wife remains my wife whether you slept with her or not. I will not chase her away if that is what you want. I will not divorce her or beat her even though I know you slept with her. I will welcome the baby and raise the child even if it belongs to you. You are a mad man calling yourself a pastor. Look for another woman who you will collect money from. You will not get 'shishi' from my wife or me." Lolade's husband said with anger in his voice. The pastor was just looking at him as if he has seen a ghost. This is the first time he was meeting a very difficult person who was refusing to give him money.

"Did you wife tell you that I have more videos of me and her in bed? Did she tell you what I intend to do with those videos? I was not just going to send them to you. I also have plans of posting them online if you fail to pay me the N5 million I'm demanding. Do you think you can scare me?" The pastor asked angrily. He was shaken by the guts of Lolade's husband but he too refused to give up easily.

"I'm not here to scare you. I'm here to tell you what I will do to you if you continue to threaten my wife. If this is how you have been deceiving women and collecting money from them, I want to tell you that my wife is the wrong person. I'm also the wrong man for you to threaten. I have that N5 million. I even have more than that, but you are not getting a dime from me or my wife. You can do anything you want with the videos. In fact, I can even post them online myself." Lolade's husband said angrily.

"If you leave this place without giving me that money, you won't like what I will do to you and your wife. By the time I finish with the two of you, your lives and marriage will crash. I will show you that I'm a powerful man of God." The pastor responded.

"You are not a powerful man of God. You are a fraudulent man of Satan. There is no godliness in you. You are evil and you are hiding under the church to commit crimes. If you are a man of God, you won't be sleeping with people's wives. But I'm about to expose you." He said.

"What do you think you can do to me? I have money. I'm popular and well-known in the society. People know me as a man of God. Anything you say about me will not go far. People will not even believe you if you tell them I slept with your wife. In fact, I have followers who are ready to die for my sake. You can try, but there is nothing you can do. I'm the one who is about to destroy you for trying to challenge my authority." The pastor said.

"You don't have any authority. I'm about to prove to you that you are just a pile of trash. You are not a pastor. You are a thief. I will blow the breeze and your dirty bombom will open for people to see."

Lolade's husband left the pastor's office in anger. He went back home. He collected his wife's phone and copied the pastor's phone number. He saved it in his phone. He then hid his Whatsapp DP and sent the pastor a message.

"Daddy good evening sir. I'm a new member of your church. Please, I attended your church last Sunday and I was inspired by your message. I want to be a permanent member. I want to know if your church has a Whatsapp group. I will like to join the group so that I will be receiving your wonderful messages. Thank you sir. You are a true man of God. I will like to donate N8 million to the church." Lolade's husband said in the message he sent to the pastor on Whatsapp.

"What do you want to do?" Lolade asked her husband.

"I want to join the pastor's Whatsapp group." He said.

"Why?" Lolade asked.

"Don't worry, just watch what I'm about to do. That man will be the one to beg us. I will prove to him that he is not the only one who knows how to threaten people." He said. Shortly after he sent the message, the pastor responded. The pastor sent him a link he can follow and join the church Whatsapp group. The pastor also sent his account number, not knowing that Lolade's husband used that as a bait.

Lolade's husband quickly clicked on the link and joined the church Whatsapp group. He was happy to see a large number of people there. The group has 1500 members. It's like all the church members are in the Whatsapp group.

"This is exactly what I want." He said to himself. He typed a message in the group.

"Hello everyone. I'm a new member of the church. I thank the pastor for adding me to the group. But I have an important announcement to make. Your pastor slept with my wife and got her pregnant. I have two video evidence. He even recorded the videos by himself and he is using them to threaten my wife. He is asking us to pay him N5 million or he will expose my wife online. Well, I decided to post the video here by myself because I'm not going to give him any money. Please, you people should stop going to this church. The pastor is evil. Don't go to church on Sunday." Lolade's husband said in the message. He posted it in the church Whatsapp group. He also posted the two videos. But before posting the videos, he edited them and cut out the parts that showed his wife. He only posted the parts that showed the pastor when he was removing his clothes.

"I will teach this pastor a lesson." Lolade's husband said.

Next is coming soon....

To Be Continued..

Season 1 Episode 7

The Childless Wife

Episode 7

"Why are you saying the baby does not belong to me? What makes you think the baby is not mine?" Lolade's husband asked after she confessed what she did with the pastor. He was heartbroken but at the same time was not ready to accept the fact that he cannot get a woman pregnant. He fully believes the child in Lolade's womb belongs to him.

"The child in your womb belongs to me. I don't care who you may have slept with. All I know is that you are my wife and I got you pregnant. Also, I will personally confront the pastor and warn him to stay away from my wife. I don't want you to panic. Tell me the name of the pastor and give me the address of where his church is located. I want to go there next thing tomorrow morning so that I will give him serious warning. If he ever disturbs my wife again, he will have me to contend with." Her husband said. He proceeded to hold her up because she was still kneeling down. He made her to sit down on the soft chair in the living room.

Lolade was left in total shock. She was expecting her husband to start shouting at her, but the man was rather calm. Instead, he directed his anger at the pastor.

"This is why I don't ever want to have anything to do with fake pastors. All they care about is how to extort money from people. The man just wants money from you. However, we are not going to give him a dime. He should do whatever it is he wants to do. I don't care. I don't want you to be afraid." Her husband said. He sat beside her. He reached for his briefcase and brought out a necklace he bought for her when he was returning from work.

"I bought this gold necklace for you when I was returning. I branched to the shopping mall to get you something to serve as a gift for making me a father. I'm not going to allow anything to spoil my mood. I was in a very good mood when I was coming back and I want to remain in that mood. Please, accept this gift as a token of my appreciation to you for making me a father. The baby in your womb belongs to me. Do not listen to that pastor. He was not the one who got you pregnant. I'm your husband. I have been sleeping with you all the time and I believe I was the one who planted the seed in your womb.

Forget about the pastor, I will personally handle him." He said. He put the beautiful gold necklace on Lolade's neck.

"The necklace has transformed you. You look Just like a queen. I love you so much my wife. Look at the beauty queen that God gave me as a wife." Her husband said. Lolade was still in deep shock. She has not been able to say anything since her husband said the pregnancy belongs to him and not the pastor. She never expected that kind of reaction from him. She opened her mouth and looked at her husband in shock.

"Why are you looking at me like that? You think I'm joking right? The baby in your womb belongs to me. Please, you have nothing to fear. You said you slept with the pastor and that he got you pregnant, but I'm saying even if you slept with him, the pregnancy belongs to me. I don't care. No one will take away my joy." He said loudly.

"Look, I understand that you were pushed to the wall by barrenness. I understand that it was a difficult situation for you. I know what it means for a woman to be barren. I know you were heartbroken when it took too long for you to conceive. I know it is very difficult. It was not easy for me too. Any woman in your position would have thought of a way out of the problem. I know you felt downcast. I know you you took the decision to sleep with the pastor because you wanted a quick solution to our childlessness. That was why you slept with the pastor. I do not count it against you. I will never hold it against you because you were in a very difficult situation. But believe me, the baby in your womb does not belong to the pastor. The child belongs to me." He said.

Lolade's husband was the one who made food for them that night. He asked his wife to relax her nerves. Already, Lolade was too shocked to do any house chores. Also, her husband has started pampering her like an egg despite the confession she just made.

"I don't want you to stress yourself. Just relax and enjoy your husband." Lolade's husband said.

The next morning, he started his car and drove to the pastor's church. Lolade gave him the address the previous night. When he got there, the pastor was in his office as usual.

"My wife said you slept with her and that you are threatening to expose some videos in your possession. She said you want to send me the videos to expose her. She has not been herself since you started threatening her. Well, I have to come tell you that I have already seen the videos. There is nothing else you can do. I don't care about it. I will not chase her away. She is still my wife despite the videos. I have come to warn you to leave my wife alone. Also, I want to let you know that the baby in her womb is mine, not yours. It wasn't you who got her pregnant. If you ever call my wife to threaten her again, I will show you the difference between egbe and egbe." Lolade's husband said.

Watch out for episode eight

Charming really said "let me shoot my shot by guessing her name" 😂 That confidence is wild, but at least he owned the L when he realized she wasn't Amaka. Respect for the quick apology though. Plot twist I didn't see coming

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CHAPTER 10

Wednesday
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Charming sat among three of his friends at a pavilion in the college garden. While his attention was mostly on his phone, his friends were animatedly chatting—arguing over topics like the latest iPhone release, automobile brand, fashion trends, and female celebrities.

As Charming scrolled through his chat list, he half-listened to their banter, chuckling softly whenever something amusing caught his ear.

“Guys, wait—wait!” Collinson suddenly interrupted, pointing discreetly. “Look! That’s the babe I’ve been telling you about.”

“That one?” Eric scoffed. “No wonder she turned you down. She’s way out of your league.”

“You know her?” Collinson muttered.

“She’s in my department. Final year,” Eric replied casually.

“But the babe fine sha,” Henry added, eyeing her with interest.

Charming raised his gaze from his phone, curiosity piqued. His eyebrows lifted slightly as his eyes landed on a ebony-complexioned lady walking past the pavilion. She was tall, graceful, with a strikingly proportioned figure.

“Damnnn,” Charming mumbled. “That’s an eight and a half.”

Then, to his friends surprise, he suddenly called out to her, “Hey, Amaka! Longest time!”

The lady paused and turned, squinting at the group with a confused expression. Her eyes scanned their faces until they settled briefly on Charming, who flashed a confident smile and gave her a friendly wave. Clearly unsure, she returned a small wave out of reflex, then continued on her way—still visibly puzzled.

“Do you know her?” Eric asked.

“Of course not,” Charming replied with a sly smile.

“Then how did you know her name is Amaka?” Collinson asked, puzzled.

“I don’t know,” Charming said with a shrug. “I just called her that.”

His friends burst into laughter at the randomness of it.

Still grinning, Charming glanced back down at his phone. “I was just kicking the ball rolling in case any of you wanted to shoot your shot.”

“Guy, that babe no go gree for any of us o,” Henry said, shaking his head.

Charming raised a brow. “Even me?”

“Who you be?” Eric replied with a mocking laugh. “Guy, even phone number you no go see.”

“As long as she doesn’t have a special someone, I’ve got a shot,” Charming said confidently.

“Single or not, she go still look you like small boy,” Henry added with a scoff.

Charming smirked. “Well, it’s better than just sitting here staring like a mumu.”

With that, he stood up and dusted off his pants. “Just watch and learn.” Then he turned and casually strolled out of the pavilion, following the lady with purposeful strides.

“Hi! Amaka,” Charming called out as he caught up with her, confidently reaching for her hand like they were old friends.

“Don’t you remember me? From that party at Highlife Event Centre last week?” he asked, flashing his signature grin.

The lady gave him a puzzled look, clearly caught off guard. She blinked a few times before finally speaking.

“Is this some kind of comedy skit?” she asked flatly. “Because I think you’ve got me mixed up with someone else.”

Charming raised a brow. “Wait… you’re not Amaka?”

“No, I’m not,” she said, narrowing her eyes slightly.

His smile softened as he released her hand. “Wow, I’m really sorry. You look exactly like her. This is embarrassing.”

“It’s okay,” she said with a shrug. “Honest mistake.” She turned to walk away.

Season 1 Episode 6

The Childless Wife Episode Six

"You think I'm going to allow you to destroy my

life? You won't be able to do that. I'm fully prepared for you. Before you will destroy me, I will destroy you first. We had an agreement. You never told me I was going to pay you for getting me pregnant. You said you are a man of God and that you get women pregnant for free. Why are you now trying to make it look as if I forced you to do it? You told me it is free of charge. You even said you have done it for my friend before. How much did my friend pay you for the four pregnancies you gave her? If you try me, I will show you that I'm different from other women you threaten." Lolade tells the pastor.

After some days of persistent disturbances from the pastor, Lolade decided to pay him a visit. She has been worried about the whole thing but she decided that being worried will not solve her problem. She knew that if she behaved as if she was afraid, the pastor will never leave her alone. She also knew that if she gives the pastor money, he will keep coming for more. So, she drove to the pastor's office to warn him.

"I'm not the only person in this video. You are also here. Don't you think you will also be in trouble if you show this video to my husband? If you even mess up, I will use my hand and post it on the internet. You stand to lose more. You are a pastor. What do you think people will say when they see that you slept with somebody's wife and got her pregnant? Look, I'm not afraid of you. I know that I have done something wrong by going to bed with you but I'm not going to give you any money." Lolade said. She was shouting while the pastor listened to her calmly as if he was trying to formulate what he would say.

"You have a large church with many branches in all parts of the country. I'm going to expose you and destroy you. If you ever call me or threaten me again, I will teach you a bitter lesson." Lolade said.

"You are joking right? You think I'm afraid to be exposed? This is not the first time I'm coming across a stubborn woman like you. When you finish shouting, you will still do what I have told you. I have your secret. I'm a powerful man. No one will believe you if you tell them that I made love to you. They will believe me because I have money and power. My followers believe in me.

My church members worship me. They believe I'm a man of God. If you like, show them the video, they will still defend me. You are the one in trouble here, not me. You better start looking for the N5 million or be prepared to face your husband by the time he will see this video." The pastor said.

Lolade did not respond. She just walked out of the office. Already, she has made up her mind on what she wants to do. She went home straight and waited for her husband. She knew that the pastor will use her and play football if she did not act fast.

"It is better for me to tell my husband the truth instead of allowing the information to come from the pastor. I will use my mouth and expose myself and face the consequences. If I wait for too long, the pastor will rob 'poto poto' on my face. I have already made the mistake of sleeping with him. Let me just tell my husband the truth and face the music. I was the one who put myself in this problem. I will face whatever consequences that comes out of it." Lolade said to herself. She was weeping in the living room and waiting for her husband to return from work.

"I will show my husband these two videos and let him know the pastor has more. I will tell him the truth about who is responsible for the pregnancy. I know he will feel heartbroken but I have no option. I have to let him know the truth of what I did. My friend misled me." Lolade said. Just then, she heard her husband's car driving into the compound. She prepared herself to tell the truth. She brought out her phone in readiness to show her husband the video. When her husband walked into the living room, she stood up from the chair and knelt on the floor.

"My husband, I have done something terrible and I want to use my mouth to tell you before you will hear it outside." Lolade said to her husband who was shocked to see her kneeling down.

"What did you do wrong? Please stand up. You have not offended me. The last time I checked, you made me happy by telling me you are pregnant. What do you mean when you say you have done something terribly wrong?" Her husband asked. He tried to help her up but she rejected the gesture.

"Please, I have something to tell you. The baby in my womb is not yours. I got pregnant through another man. The man is a pastor. I went to him for prayers and he convinced me that he can get me pregnant. I fell into the temptation and allowed him to touch me and now, I'm pregnant for him. I'm confessing to you because he is threatening to tell you. He said I must give him N5 million or he will tell you." Lolade said tearfully. Her husband was shocked.

"You are joking right?" Her husband asked.

"I'm not joking. He even recorded a video of the whole thing we did in bed." Lolade said. She brought out her phone and showed the video to her husband.

Watch out for episode seven

Season 1 Episode 14

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..COREEN..


The mirror revealed a pale faced and tear stained me. Well I’d done a lot of crying ever since I came to learn Anna was officially missing. I felt guilty for her disappearance or her death cause I couldn’t run away from the thought that maybe Rajesh had gone ahead and killed her. Oh God, if only I’d taken some action sooner, none of this would have been happening. For starters, I should have confronted Anna the first time she slept with Rajesh or perhaps I should have just gone ahead and exposed her but no, my envy had led me astray now who knew where Anna was or what state she was in?

I washed my face and applied a touch of make up then walked out of the bathroom. I was at my place having a change of clothes. I was on my way out of the house back to the police station when I ran into Cephas who was perspiring like no man’s business.


“Coreen,” he stood in the doorway, blocking me. “We have to talk.”

“About how Lubuto died?”

“No. About us, and our marriage. Lubuto is dead so let’s not give her the fun of ruining our happy marriage.”

“Is that so?” The urge to laugh was so strong but I managed to fight it. “You do realise I wasn’t even aware you’d once had another wife not until I started seeing Kimono me, right?”

“Don’t call her that, name’s Lubuto Bwalya. And point of correction, she wasn’t my wife.”

“Truth be told, I no longer give a s--t,” I curtly said. “And please get out of my way cause I’ve got more pressing issues to tend to.”

Cephas opened his mouth to say something but the glare I gave him told him retorting wouldn’t help so he moved aside and let me pass.

I arrived at the police station to the news that Rajesh had been arrested at the airport and was now in police custody.

William who was with me outside the police station was saying, “The b-----d is denying everything!”

The frustration I saw in his eyes was intense. I said, “Of course he’ll deny everything but thank God I have some evidence to tie him to Anna though it ain’t very incriminating but its better than nothing, right?”

“Yeah,” he replied while scratching his chin. “Speaking of evidence, you knew all these months Anna was cheating and you didn’t bother do nothing?”

His words stung but I shrugged, “I didn’t really think it was my business to go around telling a grown up whats good and bad for her marriage, am sorry.”

William shook his head and walked out on me without uttering another word.

Anna’s mum was next to approach me. “Hi, Coreen.”

“Hi, aunt.”

“Can we find somewhere to sit and talk?”

“Sure.”


We found a bench under a mango tree and sat there. Anna’s mum said, “I find it really difficult to believe that my Anna is capable of cheating on her husband.”

“Am so sorry you had to find out the way you did. But she was cheating on him with an Indian dude.”

“It’s fine..Can I ask you something though?”

“Um..yes.”

“How come you possess evidence Anna was cheating on William? What sort of friend are you?”

“Aunt, its not what you think. I-”

“Save your breath, Coreen. All I want to say to you is that you’re a fake friend cause had you been a true one, you would have talked some sense into Anna. Anyway,” she stood and looked at me so intently that I cringed. “What goes around comes back around.”

What just happened? I inwardly asked myself when aunt left. Like is she being for real? Gosh!

Since I didn’t want to stay with Cephas for now, I booked a room at a cheap lodge and that’s where I stayed for the next stressful month.

I call it stressful because of all the interrogations I had to undergo being Anna’s best friend. In the past one month, William and I had spent quite a lot of time together working with the police. He too was being interrogated as he had been a suspect in the beginning but he no longer was.

Rajesh was the prime suspect but the psycho kept on denying seeing Anna on the day of her disappearance but he at least had accepted being her lover.

Cephas on the other hand still didn’t wanna tell me nothing more about Kimono me so him and I weren’t on talking terms and Kimono me herself? Seemed she had decided to give me a break cause I hadn’t seen her since that encounter in my bedroom where she had presented me with that splendid illusion.

Anyway, William and I were coming from the court one day, where Rajesh couldn’t be sentenced because Anna’s dead body hadn’t been found so the court couldn’t sentence him. Kidnapping was a dead case too cause there was no evidence to prove Rajesh had kidnapped her. He was still in police custody though.

“Have faith, William,” I patted his hand as I led him to my car. “Am certain Anna and your baby are doing perfectly fine.”

“My baby?” he looked shocked. “What are you talking about?”

“You didn’t know? Willy, Anna is pregnant.”

“Oh God,” he placed his fingers on his eyes. “That f----r really has to pay for this!”

So Anna hadn’t told her husband she was pregnant? What a shady woman. Now I was beginning to get convinced Rajesh was the father of her child.

One Tuesday afternoon, I decided to pay Rajesh a visit in his cells. He was brought to the visiting area where it was just the two of us and some police man standing out of earshot at a distance.

“You look pathetic,” I told Rajesh without preamble. “What I don’t get is why you murdered Anna. What wrong did she ever do to you, huh Rajesh?”

“How many times do I have to repeat myself and tell you all that I didn’t kill nobody?”

“Oh come on, drop the act already. I know you killed Anna, Rajesh. Because what you are is some sick maniac who is violent with women!” I leaned closer. “You are an animal, Rajesh Sharma.”

“Fine,” he smirked and whispered. “I killed the b---h. What will you do?”

“I wasn’t expecting you to crack open so soon, Raj. I still had some filthy names to call you but thank God you made my work so d--n easy.”

“What do you mean?” asked a confused Rajesh.

I shrugged and stood, grabbing my handbag from the floor. “Instead of watching those e----c movies Cephas tells me you like watching, I reckon you try other genres and maybe you’ll learn a thing or two while you’re at it. Well, it’s too late now so see you in court.”

“You b---h!” he snarled when he realised what I’d just done, hitting the desk in anger.

I laughed and did a catwalk outta the room. Long story short, I’d recorded our little conversation. Ten minutes ago, I thought I was just doing something silly but now I was ecstatic I finally had evidence to prove Rajesh had indeed murdered Anna. S--t, Anna was dead, Rajesh had just confessed that!

I cried a river the rest of that day.

Three weeks later, Rajesh was found guilty of Anna’s murder even though he pledged not guilty. He was still sentenced to life imprisonment.

I was walking out of the courtroom while dabbing at my eyes when some typical Zambian woman walked up towards me and slapped me.

“What the heck? Who the hell are you?”

“Am the mother to the innocent man you just helped get locked up. I curse you, Coreen or whatever your name is. I pray you never find happiness ever again in your miserable life!” she spat at my feet and walked away.

Before I could even process what had just happened, Cephas’ mother showed up in front of me.

“Rajesh is your husband’s cousin for crying out loud!” there was so much spite in her tone. “But you and her are just the same. You share the same face after all so what can I expect from you? I just wish you can disappear from the face of the earth without a trace like that Lubuto Bwalya had done!” she too spat at my feet before dashing off.

I stood in the scorching Sun and let the tears flow. Not because of my mother in-laws words nor those of Rajesh’s mum’s but because of what I’d just seen. Anna’s parents were walking out of the courtroom hand in hand, sobbing uncontrollably. William was tailing behind them while doing a fair share of the sobbing himself.

I sobbed too and then felt strong arms engulf me. I buried myself into them warm arms.


“Don’t pay attention to what either of them just said,” said Cephas soothingly. “You know you’ve just done the right thing.”

“How come I still don’t feel at peace, Cephas?”

“Because,” it was Anna’s voice inside my head. “You won’t be at peace until my body is found and you’re certain am dead. You’ve done your part, Coreen. Am dead and my body won’t be found because Rajesh had burnt it to ashes.”

“Did you hear that?” I pulled myself out of Cephas’ embrace and asked, hoping he’d heard what I’d just heard.

But as expected, he hadn’t. “Hear what?”

I shut my eyes and thought, ‘So seeing Kimono me’s ghost isn’t enough, now I have to deal with Anna’s too?’

To be continued...

True. Medical checkup should be first step before anything else. No excuse for that.

tonystark007:
This one nor be pastor again o. I wonder if he even has a church 😂😂 this one na confirm yahoo (pregnancy scam)

Na the husband I dey pity, whether he finds out or not, he will be bearing the sharp edge.

But why didn't they go for medical check up to find out the reason for their problem. The first step of finding solution is knowing the problem. At least there are various other ways of a woman giving birth without doing the do with another man.

There is just no excuse for that

Season 1 Episode 13

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..WILLIAM..

“Not again,” I mumbled in frustration as I tried my wife’s line for the hundredth time that day. I’d just got off the phone with Coreen who told me she hadn’t seen Anna that day and that she(Coreen)was in Kapiri Mposhi at the moment.


The next thought that came into my mind, my wife was obviously in some exotic lodge s------g that Indian lover of hers and thats why her d--n phone was off. Yes, I knew Anna was cheating on me just as I knew she knew I had once cheated on her with Lady Valerie. Don’t be so shocked. Am a man and not that this justifies my reason for cheating but it had just been a moment of wickness…


It was during one of our many business outings that it happened. Lady Valerie who was my boss and I were spending some time at the same hotel in Pretoria when I heard a knock at my door one night. I glanced at the wall clock and noticed the time was past 11 PM so it couldn’t be room servicing knocking. I lazily rolled out of bed and called, “Who is it?”

“Lady Valerie.” she had a voice too soft for a woman of her appearance. She was one hot woman, I couldn’t help notice but my Anna was hot too.


“Lady Valerie? Not to be rude but what do you want from me at this hour?” “Just open up, Willy.”


Willy? Since when did she start calling me that? Anyway, I opened the door and as soon as she was in my room, Lady Valerie closed the door behind her and dropped her gown. She was wearing no underwear nor bra.

I swallowed, what a stunning body she had! I tried to divert my gaze elsewhere but no, seemed it was fixed on her body.


“I want you,” she whispered in a seductive tone, waltzing towards me and wrapping her arms round my neck. “Kiss me, Willy. Kiss the heck outta me!”

“I- am married, boss.”

“Oh please! You won’t be the first man to cheat on your wife and neither will you be the last. Come on, it’s just sex!”

It’s just sex..her words reverberated inside my mind..it’s just sex.

Holy crap, I’d have to be homosexual not to wanna bang this hot woman in-spite of her age.


“This is wrong,” I titled my head. “But what the f--k, you’re so hot, my lady!” “That’s my boy!” she crashed her lips on mine and I kissed her back.

Exploring her body with my hands, I s----d on her lips and before I knew it, I was rock solid down there and ready to go. Before we knew it, my clothes were flying everywhere and when we finally did it, I couldn’t believe a woman would have that much experience in bed! Holy crap, she made me wanna scream her name which is a girly thing to do, I know. Thank God I didn’t do that though.

And then guilt hit me so hard the following morning that I couldn’t even stand being in the same room with Lady Valerie so I got on the next plane to Lusaka with a vow never to ever cheat on Anna again. Well guess what, the devil had other plans in store for me. The devil decided to use Anna this time around. My wife really wanted to have a child but I just wasn’t ready. This is when I was beginning to make money for us so a child wasn’t quite the best thing I wished for right now so when I told her I wasn’t ready to have a child, she started sulking.

Like this one night I was so h---y and just wanted to make love to my wife and she led me on, arousing my feelings as best as she could just for her to say, “Sorry, no sex for you tonight.”

“Why?”


She let out a snort. “Why have sex when we ain’t planning to have any kids any time soon? I might as well be on a sexual fast until you decide to have a child with me.”

“Are you even listening to yourself, Anna? Don’t be this childish and let me have what rightfully belongs to me.”

“You are too h---y,” she pushed me off her. “Go take a shower or something.”

There was no use pleading for sex so I went into the bathroom and masturbated, something I hadn’t thought I’d do after marrying but hello, s--t happens. I jerked it off until my gun was bullet free and then took a shower.

“Screw Anna,” I scowled while showering. “She ain’t the only woman with a p---y in this town.”

So the following day, Lady Valerie and I had another steamy love session in her office.

It was after the third encounter that I knew Anna knew I was cheating on her. I’d forgotten a couple of condoms in the back pocket of my favourite trousers and came back from work that day just to find the condoms spread on the bed.

“Those yours?” Anna asked when I got into the room, her back was facing me as she did whatever in front of the mirror.

“Um..not really.”

“Then how did they get into your pocket? Besides, you and I have never used condoms since we got married.”

“I thought we could start now,” I lied, hugging her from behind. “Try something different for a change. You’ve been on the pill for quite some time now so-”

“How thoughtful of you,” she cut me short. “But you know I hate condoms, they itch, so yeah. Am better off on the pill.”

“How could I have forgotten? Am so sorry, baby, let me just dispose them.”

“You better hurry.” My wife was a smart a-s so I knew she’d figured out I was cheating on her and this prompted me to tell Lady Valerie off.

“We can’t be lovers no more,” I abruptly told my boss one day.

She looked disappointed. “Why?”

“Because I have a wife..and a conscience.” “Is that so? I see,” she flatly said but added, “In case you change your mind though, remember am at your beck and call.”

I can proudly say two whole months passed without me sleeping with Lady Valerie just for Anna to start cheating on me? How did I find out? A man always knows when his lady is banging another man, especially if he bangs her the same day she b@nged another. And that was the case with Anna on the night of Coreen’s husband’s party.

I was just suspecting her of cheating so I didn’t pay much attention to the issue until one day when she showed up home without our wedding ring.

We were seated opposite each other at the dining table when I said, “Where’s your ring, honey?”

“My ring?” she looked at her finger and almost choked on her nshima so she gulped some water. “My ring?” she repeated. “I flashed it today at the office, by accident of course…my..my finger was itching so I- took the ring off to let some blood run freely and then when flashing a tissue paper, I flashed it together with the ring.”

“I see,” I quietly said, not believing a word she had just said.

And so after eating, I quietly walked to the bathroom and flashed my ring too. An eye for eye. She didn’t even bother ask me what happened to mine(the ring of course).

During the next four months, I was dead certain Anna was cheating on me so I hired someone to tail her and he brought back with him pics of Anna being all cozy with an Indian dude.

I can’t believe she cheated on me with such a person, I mused.

Maybe it wass because of his skin colour or maybe the b---h just wanted to get revenge from me for cheating on her cause I knew Anna held grudges.

Then one day I received a call from some hospital telling me my wife had been beaten up by some thugs. Bullshit. It took me one glance to decipher her lover had beaten her up. But she went ahead and lied to my face anyway.

I’d been patient enough so I was now even contemplating comfronting her and if she wasn’t willing to end her affair with the Indian, I’d divorce her.

So today as I paced around my sitting room, I decided I’d had enough! I hadn’t cheated on Anna for over six months now and she repays me by spending the whole day with her lover? Well then I might as well just spend the night with a lover of my own so I phoned Lady Valerie who picked up almost immediately. “William.”

“Hi. Remember when you said I could tell you whenever I change my mind? I’ve done exactly that right now.”

“Slow down, William. Remind me when I said that?”

“Six months ago..Look here, my lady,” I was wooing her cause I knew she loved it when I referred to her as ‘my lady.’ “I want us to be lovers again.”

“Don’t joke like that.”

“I ain’t joking. Where are you right now?”
She gave me her location and what a wonderful night we shared.

I went back home the following day hoping to find Anna but she still wasn’t there. Now I got worried so I tried her mum’s line who thankfully picked up. I asked if Anna was at her place and she said no.


“Why do you ask, son in-law?”

“Because she left home yesterday in the morning and hasn’t been back since.

The worst part is that her phone is unreachable.” Her mum sounded worried but assured me Anna would retain home that day, which was a Saturday.

In the evening, I received a call from her Dad.


“Whatever you did to my Anna, undo it right away cause you won’t like me when am angry you good for nothing idiot!” tu-tu-tu, the line cut. On Sunday morning, I went to a police station and filed for a missing person’s report and 24 hours later, Anna was officially declared MISSING.

10 AM on Monday found Coreen, my mum, Anna’s parents and I at the police station. Coreen was crying while saying to the police, “You have to believe me, I know that son of a b---h Rajesh Sharma has done something to my friend.” “Mind your language, miss,” said the police officer on duty. “And what makes you think we’ll believe your friend’s lover, as you put it, has harmed her?”

“Because he abuses women! My husband who happens to be Rajesh Sharma’s cousin told me so,” she sniffed before pressing something on her phone and playing an audio recording. “You hear that? That’s Anna and Rajesh having sex in my guestroom about four months ago. And just last week, Rajesh beat Anna black and blue, she had told me so while laying on a hospital bed.” Coreen then spared me a glance. “Am so sorry that you have to find out about your wife’s infidelity this way, William.”


I wasn’t shocked cause I already knew Anna was cheating but I did feel for her parents who seemed so ashamed, looking as if they were wishing the earth could just open up and swallow them. Poor fellows.

My mum sq££zed my hand. “Be strong, son.”
I merely nodded.

Coreen proceeded to tell the police about some girl Rajesh had hit so badly in India that she only woke up after being rushed to the emergency room. She(Coreen) also showed us all some pics on her phone of Anna and Rajesh holding hands at some mall.

Coreen was saying, “And I just received a text from my husband Cephas, Rajesh has been spotted at the airport. Seems he plans on flying to India. And that’s not the worst part..the worst part is, he’s alone. Anna is nowhere to be seen!”

To be continued....

Season 1 Episode 12

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..COREEN..


My head was pounding like crazy when I woke up that morning, no wonder I hated drinking alcohol. Hangovers aren’t just my thing, I can’t deal. I got out of bed and brushed my teeth before heading to the kitchen to brew myself a strong mug of coffee.


“Hey.”

A little startled, I turned and noticed Cephas standing in the doorway. “I’d like a mug of coffee too,” he took a seat. I made his coffee in silence and was sipping mine when he said, “Am ready to talk..about Lubuto Bwalya.”

I played mute and let him drone on. “I met her eleven years ago when…….”

And so he told me about this Lubuto Bwalya who looked exactly like me, how he impregnated her and how she moved into his house. He was saying, “Lubuto was a liar, for starters. Can you imagine she lied to me about her age? Said she was 18 when in actual sense she was only 16, who does that?”

I was sixteen myself eleven years ago. “How did she die?” I quietly asked.


“That’s the only thing you interested in, not so?”

“Obviously, duh!” “Fine,” Cephas sipped on his coffee. “She died while trying to have an abortion, one that I talked her into having.”

“So that’s why she’s back from the dead? To avenge her baby’s death and hers too? Because if you ask me, you literally killed her. Am sorry but that’s the truth.”

“I agree too. I’ve told you about her, Coreen, so I hope she’ll leave you alone now.”

“I hope so too.”


Did I believe what he had just told me? Not very much because I knew there was still something he wasn’t telling me and sooner or later he was going to spill the beans. I spent the whole day wondering why I looked exactly as some Bemba girl who died eleven years ago. Could it be we were related? The possibility was high..Cephas had mentioned Lubuto Bwalya had been adopted so she might as well be my twin sister. Or maybe she was my look alike? That’s possible too. I made a mental note to pay Granny a visit and enquire about any twin of mine though she would have mentioned her all these years if she existed.


The whole of that day, I couldn’t get Lubuto Bwalya out of my head or quite figure out why on earth she was tormenting me or how possible it was that I was seeing a dead person and hadn’t lost my mind yet.

I received some news in the evening, which distracted me from Lubuto for a while.



“Hi,” said William gloomily on the other end of the line. “I know its late but I think you have the right to know, being my wife’s best friend.”

“Know what?”

“That Anna has been hospitalized…she was mugged, she says… ” “I’ll be at the hospital first thing tomorrow morning. Tell Anna I wish her a quick recovery.”

“I will…have a blessed night.”

“You too.”


I didn’t sleep well that night and thank God Cephas and I slept in separate rooms cause he wouldn’t have slept too had we been sharing a bed, what with my fidgeting.

When I went to the hospital the next day, I overhead Anna and the doctor talking. She was pregnant. I decided to grab this opportunity and tell her I knew about Rajesh and her. She tried denying everything but I won, she accepted she’d been cheating on her husband and that Rajesh was the one who had actually beat her up that bad. That’s what she deserves for cheating, don’t she? I have no hard feelings though.

So I talked some sense into her after she told me William was the father of her unborn baby, which I highly doubted, and convinced her to dump Rajesh as soon as possible as he was nothing but trouble in bold block letters!
And she promised to dump him, what a relief!
Four days later, Kimono me paid me a visit again. The maid had left some clothes on the line after knocking off as the clothes were yet to dry thoroughly but looking at how late it was getting, I decided to take them into the house and it was while I was at it that I noticed Kimono me was in the house. So, I was piling up all the clothes on the bed so I could sort them out when I turned to close the bedroom door and when I turned back, the pile of clothes was gone. But there was a Kimono in place of the pile.

My heart rate escalated with each passing second and I glanced round the room to scan it. Lubuto’s ghost was nowhere to be seen but I had the nagging feeling that she was there.


“You didn’t get the whole truth outta him,” said her voice loudly but she herself decided to remain invisible today.


“It’s not as if I could just sq££ze the truth outta him, is it?” I imitated her accent. “Look here Lubuto, Cephas told me what he was ready to disclose so-”

“Shut up!” shut up..shut..up..shut up! “You don’t really get it, Coreen. I want Cephas to confess and you’re gonna help me achieve this dream. But before that, I think I need to subject you to some physical pain and make you endure the excruciating pain I’d gone through a few minutes before breathing my last!” “What are-are you talking about?”

“Patience, honey. Patience.” And then she shrieked with laughter. She laughed, laughed and laughed.

I couldn’t help but wonder what insane thing she planned on doing to me and as if reading my mind, she gave me a clue by making a knife materialize a few steps from where I stood. It dangled in air for a while and floated towards me. I tried moving but was petrified to the spot.

Out of the blue, I felt a force push me so hard that I fell on the bed. The knife kept on floating towards me.

For the second time in forever, I prayed to God. Asking Him to please protect me from this evil ghost. But I doubt God has time for nonbelievers like myself cause the knife kept on coming.

When it was hovering right above my chest, I had to plead. “Please, Lubuto, don’t do this. For the sakes of our biological parents because I have this strong feeling that you and I are related, twins even.” “I don’t give a d--n!” her voice boomed from one of the corners of the bedroom. “Am dead so I’ve got no business being sentimental, honey.” the knife was a few inches away from my left b----t. “You know the heart is located right beneath this spot?”

“Please. Am begging you to please have mercy on me..” She laughed. “That’s how pathetic I looked and sounded when I was pleading with them to please not take out my heart but they went right ahead and did, laughing with mockery while they were at it.

“Who’s they? Forget that, why do I get to pay for their sins?”

“Because hurting you is the same as hurting Ceph Donut which is so exhilarating,” I heard her breathe in and out before finally driving the knife through me. I screamed. The pain was so intense but what did she care? She ripped right through me and pulled my heart out. That’s when she materialized on top of me, my heart in her grip as blood dropped onto my blouse. My whole blouse was crimson red! And the pain, oh boy was it excruciating. The heart was still bumping as she licked the blood off it, smirking.

I begun feeling dizzy after a few minutes so I opted to close my eyes and end all this once and for all as I was certain death was waiting for me. No sooner had I closed my eyes than they flicked open on their on. The pain was gone, so was the blood and Kimono me herself. I stood from the bed and looked at my reflection in the mirror, I had no visible stab wound. Shaking my head in awe, I placed my hand on my chest and felt my heartbeat.

Everything was back to normal, it seemed, even the pile of clothes on the bed.


Did this mean I’d just been hallucinating or dreaming? But everything had felt so real but now that I thought of it, it felt surreal, farfetched even. Lubuto once again decided to play mind reader when I heard her voice loud and clear. “Lets just call what you experienced an illusion. But next time, it’ll be real!!!” real..real..real.

Everything went as quiet as still water.


“I can’t do this no more,” I thought aloud as I grabbed my phone to call Anna. I needed someone to talk to and share my problems with them lest I run mad here.
She picked up after a few rings. “Bae.”

“I can’t do this anymore,” I was crying. “I need someone to talk to.”

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s Kimono me, she’s driving me nuts!” “Who’s Kimono me?”

“Coreen!” called Cephas who just chose that exact moment to show up. “What do you think you’re doing?”

I said, “Trying to find someone I can share my problems with and who best if not my best friend?!” He grabbed the phone from my ear and turned it off. “Telling Anna what’s going on won’t help us one bit!”

“But you keeping secrets from me will, right? You know what, am tired. I’ve had it! I need a break.”

“Baby,” Cephas reached for my arm which I yanked away. “What do you mean you need a break?”

“I just had another Lubuto encounter, Cephas. And you’ve got no idea the mental stress I go through every time I see her. I don’t even know how am still sane after all she has put me through. But enough is enough,” I wiped my tears. “Am going to Kapiri Mposhi tomorrow and you should only come looking for me when you’re ready to tell me the whole truth!”

“Coreen-”

“Don’t” I held up a dismissive hand. “Don’t you Coreen me, Cephas. I’ve had it!” with that, I stormed out of the room.

The next day, I packed a few clothes and was ready to leave for Kapiri. Cephas had pleaded with me almost all night, asking I reconsider but my mind was made up.

As I was about to start off, I thought of informing Anna I was leaving for Kapiri. I’d heard her voicemail so I dialled her line which was off. I pursed my lips and sent her a text instead. Once again, I got on a bus to Kapiri. I believe I needn’t repeat the reason as to why I was travelling by public transport.


I arrived in Kapiri a few minutes after midday and Granny welcomed me well. Another reason why I’d gone back to Kapiri was to get Granny to tell me about my twin but I was going to do so gradually. So all I did that afternoon was tell Grandma about Kimono me and how we shared a striking resemblance, hoping she (Granny)would finally open up and tell me about my sibling. Well, she didn’t.

Later in the evening, I received a call from William.


“Coreen,’ he sounded frantic. “Is Anna at your place?”

“No. Am in Kapiri by the way.” “Is that so?” he paused. “Anna left home early this morning saying she was coming to visit you. I’ve not heard from her since.”

“Try calling her parents.”

“I’ve tried, Coreen, but their phones aren’t going through.”

“Don’t worry, William. She’s probably caught up somewhere, she’ll come.” “I really hope so cause after what happened to her the other day, am really worried.”


He had every right to worry, that’s what concerned spouses do.

Three days down the line, I found myself on a bus back to Lusaka. Anna was officially missing. And I had one mission, to report Rajesh to the police because I knew he had something to do with Anna’s missing. I feared to even begin to imagine what that psychotic son of a w---e had done to her..

To be continued...

Season 1 Episode 11

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..ANNA..


Now we all know I’d been eagerly wanting to fall pregnant, once upon a time but not anymore so this news kinda shocked me. Plus I was on the pill so what the hell was some baby doing inside my belly? Forget that, let’s get down to business. Who’s the father?
The doctor did some tests on me before saying, “You sure you don’t want us to call anyone? Like your husband, a friend or maybe your parents? It can be anyone! Even a workmate is fine.”

“Not right now, Doc. I’ll tell you when I feel like letting someone know I’ve been hospitalized.” The handsome man shrugged. “Strange..” and he meticulously walked out of the room.

I had time to backdate and calculate, and am talking about serious calculations. After recounting most of my recent sexual activities, I came to a decision, William was the father of my unborn baby. I ain’t lying. After all it’s only a woman who knows who the real father of her child is.

You are shocked William is the father? Well some of us are just lucky so close that mouth of yours before a fly goes right in.


So William was the father, what now? I stop cheating on him weh, simple. This was my wake up call so as soon as I get better, I had plans of confronting Rajesh and telling him we were over for good and that he could go bang his mama for all I cared. Let him lay a finger on me this time around and I’ll go straight to the police and rat him out for the woman abuser that he was. You see I didn’t want to get the police involved when he beat me because that would mean exposing myself in the process which would lead to so much disgrace and who knows what else? But now I was pregnant and had a baby to care for so it was time to fix my marriage!

When the doctor came around to my ward, I gave him Willy’s line. I’d tossed my phone and purse(after removing my necessities from the purse)in some bush on my way to the hospital, if I was claiming of being attacked, I better make it look real.


William showed up at the hospital over an hour later, looking extremely worried.

I hugged him the minute he was by my side and didn’t wanna let go. I felt so secure in his arms. He’d never la!d a violent finger on me ever since we’d gotten married so I wondered why I’d let myself be beaten to a pulp by someone the likes of Rajesh Sharma. “Baby, what happened to you? I arrived home and found you weren’t there..tried calling but your phone was off. I was dead worried so I phoned Coreen who said you weren’t at her place either, that you haven’t been there in weeks!” he paused to breathe as he intently studied me. The hug was a thing of the past. “Anna, where were you when this happened? Besides, you had no business being out!”

“William, I went to- to pay some hairdresser a visit in Rhodes Park where she works from. Look, she and I had known each other via facebook and we planned to meet and discuss something so when you said you were going out to watch soccer or whatever, I decided it was the perfect opportunity to pay her a visit. I got mugged and beat up, no big deal.”

“No big deal? Have seen yourself in the mirror? You look like you got beat up by some man who’s got serious beef with you!” “Am sorry I went out, baby. Can we drop this topic now? It’s really straining me.”

“If you wish.”

“And babe, don’t let either of my parents know.”

“Why?” “They’ll be worried for no reason and I don’t want them to be.”

“Your wish is my command.”


William stayed for a while before he said he was going out to grab us some food. I took advantage of his absence and pleaded with the doctor to please not inform my husband I was pregnant.


“Why?” asked the baffled man.
I had to lie, “Because I want to give him the news myself, romantically. Over dinner, in bed or-”

“Alright, I get it.”

“Thanks.”


In all honesty, I was still having trouble fathoming I was pregnant so now wasn’t the best time to tell William I was. I was scared of his reaction cause I’d been on the pill, believe me. Maybe I’d skipped it once or twice but this pregnancy was really unexpected. William spent the night by my side, how sweet. And I cheated on such a man?

I had to force him to go home and take some rest when Coreen showed up at the hospital the following day. William finally budged and kissed me on my lips before going.


“You sure you don’t wanna get the police involved, Anna?” Coreen asked while handing me a plate of sliced apples and oranges.

I sat up in bed and shook my head. “It’s of no use, people get mugged everyday.”

“Do they now? Anyway, you look terrible, no offense. Whoever attacked you did a number on you.”


I couldn’t help but decipher the sarcasm in her tone. “Haha, how funny.”

And then later, she asked, “Who’s the father?”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re pregnant, Anna. I overhead you and the doctor discussing the do’s and don’ts this morning when William stepped out of the ward so don’t deny being pregnant.”

I swallowed. “Fine, am pregnant. Yay,” I waved my arms in the air as if I was happy.

“Who’s the father?” “What is that supposed to mean?”

She rested her head on her palm and sympathetically looked at me. “I pity you, Anna. A woman of your class, stooping so low? What a shame.” The eye roll was inevitable. “You either tell me what you’re talking or I ask you get thrown out of this ward.”

“I know about Rajesh and you..I’ve known for months!” “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I said, facing the other way.


“Am your friend, Anna, not your enemy. I know about Rajesh so don’t go denying everything. He’s the one who did this to you, isn’t he? Look, I’ve not told anyone about your adulterous ways so you can trust me.”

I felt tears sting my eyes and I let them fall freely. How on earth did I end up like this? Knowing Coreen had known about my relationship with Rajesh made me feel filthy. Maybe I was all that Rajesh had called me back in his house yesterday after all, a certified prostitute!


“I don’t know what prompted me to cheat on William,” I begun, my voice quirky.

“But I cheated. And yes, Rajesh did this to me.”

“You messed up, Anna, no lie. But you can still fix this. If the child is William’s, as you say it is, then that’s even better. You go up to that womanizer Rajesh Sharma and dump his mixed race a-s and do that with your head held high. Don’t let him intimidate you cause he can be intimidating and dangerous at times.”

“How do you know?” “Ever since I came to learn you were involved with him, I’ve been asking Cephas quite a lot about Rajesh, without raising suspicion that is. And I’ve heard about how possessive Rajesh can get so the earlier you end this thing that you have going on, the better.”

The tears overwhelmed me and I buried my head in Coreen’s b-----s. “I thank God for you, dear friend. I promise I’ll dump Rajesh and straighten my life out. Thanks for not ratting me out to my husband.”

“I would never do that,” she assured me.

I was released from hospital the next day and took a leave from the office so all I did was spend much of the time home. And William was surprisingly at my beck and call. New.
I was yet to inform him of my pregnancy though. What I was waiting for, I still don’t know. I spent four full days home and William stepped out of the house that Thursday evening to go grab some groceries when I received the odd call.


I was preparing cheese burgers in the kitchen when the call from Coreen came.

I washed my hands as I’d been mixing mince with bread crumbs and eggs, and then picked the call. “Bae.”

“I can’t do this anymore,” she was crying. “I need someone to talk to.”

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s Kimono me, she’s driving me nuts!” “Who’s Kimono me?”

“Coreen!” I heard Cephas’ voice on the other end of the line. “What do you think you’re doing?”

Coreen said, “Trying to find someone I can share my problems with and who best if not my best friend!”

There was a shuffling noise before the call got cut.

Something was amiss over at Coreen’s so I dialed her line but was taken straight to voicemail.


“I hear you, Coreen. I’ll drop over tomorrow so that you can share your problems with me. Love you.”

I had just put my phone on the cupboard when the knock came at the door.


“Coming!” I rushed to open it before stopping in my tracks after holding the doorknob. “Who is it?”

“It’s Rajesh,” came the whisper from outside. Rajesh? As in, Rajesh Sharma? I froze. What did he want?


“What do you want, Raj?”

“I just wanna talk.”

“I don’t wanna talk to you so leave! And you really have guts on you ai? You dare come to my house after what you did to me? Leave, Raj.”

“I ain’t going nowhere till you talk to me.”

“Fine,” I angrily opened the door and there he stood, the handsome devil. “You have two minutes, Rajesh.”

“Anna.”

“One minute fifty eight seconds and counting.”

“Am sorry I hit you..Um, I’ve been trying to reach you but seems you changed your line so I had to come here. Can you come over to my house tomorrow so that we can talk things through, please?”

I still had to dump him so I begrudgingly said, “Okay.” “Thanks.”

“Don’t count your chicks before they hatch, mister.” I snapped the door in his face as anger boiled within me.

William came back less than a minute after Raj left.


“Who was that?” he asked, putting the shopping bags on the kitchen counter.

I shrugged. “No one, really. He was lost and was asking for directions which I gave to him.” “Oh..ok.”


I woke up early the following morning and cleaned the house thoroughly. I then took a bath, dressed up and applied a lot of make up so as to hide some of the marks on my face though the stitched up cut on my forehead was still terribly visible. No matter, who cared how or where I got the cut from anyway? I could have been involved in an accident or something along those lines for all they knew. Once I was fully dressed and ready to go, I said to William who was still in bed, “Am off to visit Coreen. See you later.”


“Alright, take perfect care of yourself for me. I’ll be home all day so I’ll be here when you come back.”


I kissed his lips. “Goodbye.”

“Bye.”


I was headed to Coreen’s place quite alright but I still had Rajesh to dump so I did a detour and found myself at Raj’s who was excited to see me and became all touchy. “I knew you’d come!”

“Oh please,” I pushed him away. “I didn’t come here to play lovey dovey.”

“At least take a seat, Anna. Let me get you something to drink.”

“I didn’t come all the way here for a drink either, Rajesh. I came here to tell you we’re done! We can’t continue this thing that we have going on.”

“Baby,” he touched my shoulders and added, “If its because of what happened the other day, am so sorry. I promise that ugly incident won’t repeat itself.”

“It definitely won’t because we are through! And you beating me is just part of the reason why.” “And what’s the other part?”

I looked him straight in his sexy eyes. “Because am carrying my husband’s baby, Raj. That’s why.”

“You’re bluffing.” “I don’t joke about serious matters. We are over, Rajesh Sharma.”

“No,” he snapped. “We are not over until I say so. Now you’ll get rid of that thing you’re carrying and you and I will elope to India otherwise the consequences will be dire. If Rajesh Sharma can’t have you, neither can William Njapau or any other man!”

“For both our sakes, don’t be so stubborn.” I turned to leave but he grabbed me by the weave and pulled me towards him. And looking into his eyes, I knew this wasn’t going to end well.

To be continued....

Season 1 Episode 10

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..CEPHAS..


Lubuto Bwalya, one of the biggest mistakes of my life was now suddenly back from the dead, what a shocking and unpleasant surprise! I hadn’t believed in ghosts, not until my wife Coreen started seeing one.

Now as I drove away from home to one of my favourite pubs, I wondered what the hell Lubuto wanted from Coreen. Why not punish me who had wronged her while she was still alive?

Believing that the ghost Coreen was seeing was actually Lubuto Bwalya’s had been beyond difficult. At first when she told me all about the strange things she was seeing and experiencing, I thought it was her hormones at work seeing as she was pregnant. But something had been off since the first time she told me about the Kimono clad version of her… Lubuto Bwalya had been wearing a Kimono the day she had breathed her last.

I arrived at the pub, went in and ordered a shot of Jameson at K20, and then another one, and one more. I started feeling tipsy enough to relive my past….

I was only twenty-one by then, this was eleven years ago, when I met Lubuto Bwalya who was eighteen. But before I tell you more about her, let me tell you about my family. I grew up with both parents and two sisters. An elder sis, Ethel, and a young sis, Marjorie. My Dad had achieved quite a lot at his age so money wasn’t an issue. Life in Ndola was fun as my siblings and I had almost all we needed. At my age I even owned a car and had an account where Dad deposited money from time to time.

I was studying Economics at CBU (Copperbelt University), and was on my way home from the University one day when I saw her. She was standing by the roadside, drenched cause it was raining cats and dogs. I parked my car right before her and rolled down my window, the rain oozed in.


“Hello,” I loudly called. “You need a ride?”

“Actually,” she was hesitant as she looked around. “Yes.”
“Jump in!”
“Thank you!”


She got into the car and we’d only gone a few metres when the rain got so severe that the wipers were the same as useless.


“I’ll have to park and wait for the rain to subside.”
She nodded and I parked.

Silence.

Being the jovial guy I was, I said, “Am Cephas.”

“Okay..Am Lubuto.”

“Lubuto means light, right?” of course I knew what it meant.

She smiled. “Yes it does.” and then after a sigh, “Whats the time?”

I checked on my phone. “18:23..why?”

“Nothing,” Lubuto shrugged and then after some time said, “It’s my adoptive mum, she became cold towards me ever since Dad, that’s my adoptive Dad, died.”

“Am so sorry.”


Lubuto took a deep breath. “I don’t even know why am telling you this but I need to get home as soon as possible otherwise she’ll lock up.”

“I guess you’re telling me all this because you feel at ease with me, Lubuto. Let me now take you home,” the rain had subsided. “Where’s home?”

She gave me directions and I drove her home and guess what, the adoptive mother sent her away, telling her to go back to wherever she came from.

So after much persuasion, Lubuto agreed to follow me to my house where she was welcomed by my family.

That’s how I came to know Lubuto. We exchanged lines the following day before she left and we started texting, from texting to calling, to setting up dates.

We’d just come back from our third date in the course of the seven months that we’d known each other when it first happened.

“Mum has gone to Chinsali for a funeral,” Lubuto told me when I drove her home. “Can you please spend the night here? Please?”

It wasn’t the first time I’d be sleeping out so my parents would have no problem as long as I told them where I’d be spending the night. “Why not?”

I parked in the driveway and she ushered me inside.


“Now I know we ate Dolnuts but am still hungry..how about I prepare us some nshima?”

“No problem,” I was akwardly hungry myself.


She left me in the living room watching T.V and went to prepare supper in the kitchen. The movie I was watching was an extreme bore so I followed her there and sat on a stool as I watched her move around in her red Sari. Yeah, a Sari or Saree or however you spell it. Lubuto had a really strange dresscode. I’d asked her once why one day she’d be dressed like a Nigerian, the next like an Indian, the other a Korean or Japanese or Chinese and all she told me was, “I like being different from all these Zambian girls.”

Now in the kitchen, I asked her, “You mentioned you were adopted, do you happen to know anything about your real parents?”

“Nope,” she uttered the word coolly. “Life had been too good for me to wonder about my roots until two years ago when..when Dad died.”

“Am sorry.”

“Let’s not even bring up my biological parents because I think am better off here anyway. I’ve completed school and will go to college to study fashion designing and then I’ll become the best fashion designer in the country.”

“You dream big, Lubuto, and I admire that.”

“What I admire,” she slowly said, turning off the stove as the nshima was done simmering, she came to sit on my laps. “Is you, Ceph Donut.”

“Ceph Donut?”

“You like Dolnuts so that’s my nickname for you. Don’t you like it?”


I didn’t like it cause it was cheesy, no offense to all those who like cheese. But not wanting to hurt her feelings because she was beautiful, cute and had this sense of vulnerability, I said, “I love it!”

Lubuto beamed and ran hands through my head. “You know what I’d love? For you to make love to me.”

“You sure?”

“I’ll change my mind,” she frowned.
I laughed and then kissed her so slowly…everyt
hing was in slow motion that night, including the sex itself and can you believe it was after we were done that I discovered Lubuto was a virgin and I was her first?


“Why hadn’t you told me earlier?” I asked her as I caressed her face right there on the kitchen floor where we’d made love.


“Because I didn’t want you to make it a mission to de-flower me. I didn’t want you to be with me because of the eagerness of wanting to take away someone’s virginity. Because, Ceph Donut, most men are after sex. You aren’t.”

“What makes you so certain?”

“We’ve been dating for seven months and you haven’t asked for sex so I guess that answers your question.” And then she looked me straight in the eye.

“I love you, Cephas Mwaba, my Ceph Donut!”

The guilt of taking away her virginity made me say, “I love you too, Lubuto.”

We had sex twice more in the next month and Lubuto showed up at my place one evening and mum ushered her to my bedroom.


“Babe.”

She pecked my cheek and closed the door and then without sugar coating, “Am six weeks pregnant,” she handed me a report from her bag. “The baby is yours.”

When I informed my whole family that night, Dad looked at me and calmly asked, “Do you think the baby might be yours?”

“I know so,” I shamefully said.


“Then you’ll have to take responsibility, son.”

This didn’t sit well with either of my siblings or mum but Dad was the head of the house and always had the final say.

A week later, Lubuto moved into my house because her mum threw her out, saying Lubuto was on her own henceforth. I welcomed her into our home and this brought upon conflicts and many problems which eventually led to…


“Cephas buddy!” someone jovially hit my shoulder, snapping me from my memories. “It’s so good to see you, cousin!”

“It’s good to see you too, Raj. Take a sit, what are you drinking tonight?”

“Whatever you’re drinking is fine.”

He sat beside me and I ordered shots of Jameson for him. We talked about soccer, the economy and nothing in particular. Raj even told me about running into Coreen in a shopping mall earlier that day. She probably had gone out to buy the stupid Kimono that she was wearing tonight.

I was drunk but could still drive home so I did likewise and found Coreen drunk too, for the first time in the four years that we had been married.

She grabbed me by the collar once I was in our bedroom. “You b-----d,” she slurred and burped. “People are saying you’re a Satanist so you better tell me who the f--k Lubuto is before I pack my f-----g bags and f-----g go home!”

“Jesus! Coreen, you’re cussing way too much due to the liquor, I guess.” I pointed at the almost empty bottle of Best Whiskey and grabbed her by the shoulders. “Come on, let’s sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow.”


“Am not drunk..” She slurry said. “So you can goddamn tell me everything right now!”

“Am drunk myself, sweetheart. We’ll talk tomorrow, I promise.”

It took much wit to finally convince Coreen to just sleep. She was fast asleep by the time I was stripping and as I joined her under the duvet, I knew I had to tell her part of the truth tomorrow. I say part of the truth because I didn’t think I’d bring myself to tell her how Lubuto Bwalya, who looked exactly like my Coreen Hachilenge, had died or what I’d done with her dead body…

To be continued...

Season 1 Episode 5

The Childless Wife Episode 5

"I'm in hot okra soup. How am I going to handle this pastor? I don't have the N5 million he is asking for. Where am I going to see that kind of money? I know that even if I give him the money, he will not go away. He will still ask for more money. The man wants to destroy my life. How did I get myself into this kind of situation? I didn't expect things to turn out like this."

Lolade said the next day after her husband left for work. She was in her room alone, weeping and thinking of what to do. As she was still weeping, her phone rang. She looked at the screen and saw that it was the pastor who was calling her. She decide not to pick the call. She was scared and didn't want to hear any more threats from the pastor.

"I won't pick the call. Let him do what he wants. The agreement we had was that he would get me pregnant and the relationship will end. We were not dating. We were not in a relationship. I just wanted to get pregnant. And now, I'm pregnant. I will not go back to continue sleeping with him. He is asking for too much. I kept visiting him for three good months and still, that was not enough for a him. I'm not afraid of his threats and I'm not going to give him any money." Lolade said in her heart. But deep down, she knows that the pastor could be dangerous. She knew it was a difficult situation and that she would be in trouble if the pastor decides to expose her to her husband. She decided not to ignore him completely. She typed a text message and sent to him on WhatsApp.

"Dear pastor, I want to say thank you for what you did for me. I'm grateful you helped me to get pregnant. This has been my heart desire for many years. I appreciate the fact that you helped me to achieve my desire to bear a child for my husband. But I honestly cannot keep visiting you. I'm a married woman. I will be risking my marriage if I keep coming to your office to be in your bed. Please, look for other women to enjoy with and leave me alone. Also, I don't have the N5 million you are asking for. I can't afford such amount of money. In fact, I can't give you any amount at all. You are a pastor. If truly you are a man of God as you claim, you should not be sleeping with people's wives. Please, kindly stay away from me. If you try anything funny, I will report you to the police and you will be arrested." Lolade said. She was issuing threats to the pastor to know if he would get scared and stop disturbing her. However, she did not know that the pastor was also prepared for anything. He responded to her message immediately. The text message he sent to her was scary.

"You probably don't know who you are joking with. I'm not your ordinary pastor. You think the job I did for you is free? Like I told you yesterday, you have to pay me N5 million or you will keep coming to my office until the time I'm fully satisfied with you. Look, let me tell you something you don't know. I have a videos of everything we did in my office. In fact, from the very first day you started coming to my office, I have been recording the videos and I have them in my phone. If you joke with me, I will send the videos to your husband. You definitely don't want that to happen. But if you want, I can simply send the video to your husband and the whole secret will be exposed within seconds."

The pastor said in the text message he sent to Lolade on Whatsapp. Immediately she read the message, she was alarmed.

"Oh God! The pastor has a video of me. This is real trouble. This man is evil. He wants to spoil my marriage. He wants to damage everything I have built. How did I get myself into this trouble? How did I fall into this problem? But let me stay strong. Let me send him another message to see if he truly has the video or he is just threatening me unnecessarily just to get money from me." Lolade said to herself after reading the scary message. She typed another message and sent to the pastor immediately.

"It's a lie. You don't have any video. You are just using that as a means to collect money from me. If it's true that you have a video of me in your bed, send it to me let me see." Lolade tells the pastor. Immediately after she sent the message to the pastor, the pastor replied her with two videos. The videos showed Lolade and the pastor in his bed. It even showed the first day he touched her in bed.

"These two videos are just part of the 75 videos that I have in my phone. Don't try me. I told you that I recorded everything we did in my bed right from the first day you started coming until when you told me that you were pregnant. If you try to be smart, I sent all the videos to your husband. I have his Whatsapp number." The pastor said. Lolade was devastated when she saw the videos.

"Oh God! Things have gotten worse. He has it. I wish I never visited him." Lolade said with tears in her eyes.

Watch out for episode 6

Season 1 Episode 4

The Childless Wife Episode 4

"I have a surprise for you. It's actually good news. Can you guese?" Lolade asked her husband one evening. She was smiling from ear to ear. She has never been that happy and her husband could see that something special was behind her happiness.

"What is the surprise? Please tell me. It has been long I heard any good news." Her husband said. He was drinking wine. He took the bottle of wine and poured some of it for Lolade.

"God has blessed us." Lolade said happily as she sat down beside her husband. When Lolade's pregnancy got to one month, she could not hide it from her husband anymore because the signs were everywhere on her body. She decided it was time to pin it on him. She has already gone to the hospital and confirmed the pregnancy through a blood test.

The doctor wrote the result officially on a document. She took the document to her husband when he returned from work that evening. Her husband was resting in the living room when Lolade dropped the paper on his lap and asked him to open it.

"Open the envelope and see what is written inside." Lolade said. Her husband picked the envelope and practically tore it open out of happiness and excitement. He could not wait to see what was written inside.

"I'm pregnant. God has heard our prayers. God has shown me mercy. After many years of crying and sorrow, I'm finally going to become a mother. You are going to become a father." Lolade tells her husband with a smile on her face.

"Oh my God. I can see it. It is clearly written on the document. This is excellent news. I have been waiting for this news since the day I got married to you. This is the best gift anyone has ever given to me." Her husband said as he jumped out of the chair and hugged her tightly. They celebrated the moment with more wine.

"This is a perfect gift from God." Lolade tells her husband. He lifted her up as joy and celebration filled the room. Laughter and sounds of joy filled the whole house. Even neighbours heard them and wondered what the noise was about.

"Please, from today on, don't do any house work. I will assist in doing everything. Even if it means taking a break from work, I will do it. Even if it means quitting my job, I will quit just to take good care of you and to protect the baby in your womb." Lolade's husband said. He hugged his wife once again.

However, inwardly, Lolade knew the child does not belong to her husband. She wondered why her husband could not get her pregnant. She cried inwardly. In fact, she went to the bathroom to cry later in the night when they finished celebrating.

"I don't know why I have to go this far just to get a baby. I don't know what happened to my husband. Why couldn't he get me pregnant? Why did I get pregnant after allowing the pastor to touch me? This is not good but I did not have any option. I needed a child. I desperately need the cry of a baby in this house." Lolade said to herself.

Later that night when they went to bed, Lolade's phone started ringing. She was not sleeping because her mind was processing the fact that noise was about.

"Please, from today on, don't do any house work. I will assist in doing everything. Even if it means taking a break from work, I will do it. Even if it means quitting my job, I will quit just to take good care of you and to protect the baby in your womb." Lolade's husband said. He hugged his wife once again.

However, inwardly, Lolade knew the child does not belong to her husband. She wondered why her husband could not get her pregnant. She cried inwardly. In fact, she went to the bathroom to cry later in the night when they finished celebrating.

"I don't know why I have to go this far just to get a baby. I don't know what happened to my husband. Why couldn't he get me pregnant? Why did I get pregnant after allowing the pastor to touch me? This is not good but I did not have any option. I needed a child. I desperately need the cry of a baby in this house." Lolade said to herself.

Later that night when they went to bed, Lolade's phone started ringing. She was not sleeping because her mind was processing the fact that she was pregnant for another man while still living under her husband's roof. She took the phone and looked at the screen. It was the pastor that was calling her. She went out to answer the call in the toilet.

"Why haven't I seen you in many days? You have stopped coming." The pastor asked with an angry voice.

"I'm already pregnant. There is no need for me to keep coming. I have gotten what I was looking for. I was looking for a baby and I now have the baby in my womb. There is no need for me to keep coming to visit you. It is too risky and I don't think I will keep doing that." Lolade tells the pastor.

"Congratulations on your pregnancy. Wow! I'm happy for you. I told you that God will use me to bless you. I told you I can do it. I told you I have been doing this job for a long time. Now, you have seen that I was not telling lies." The pastor said happily.

"Thank you sir. Good night sir." Lolade said.

"Wait a second. I know you are pregnant, but you have to keep coming. If you can't come, it means you have to pay me money. You will have to pay me to keep quiet. If you don't give me N5 million, I will tell your husband everything. So, the choice is yours. It's either you keep visiting me or, you pay me off with N5 million. If you refuse to visit me and if you don't give me the money, your husband will hear everything. And let me warn you, don't even try to go against what I have said. I'm fully prepared for you. Make your choice wisely. Ask questions about me before deciding to fight me. Good night." The pastor said and ended the call even before Lolade could respond to the things he said.

Watch out for episode 5

😂 You no lie at all.

That "pastor" na full-time side guy with zero shame. And Lolade dressing up like she’s going for thanksgiving service? Ehn, desperation don reach level

tonystark007:
😂😂 this one was quite funny

Lolade wants to spoil business for the pastor, pastor nor gree 😂😂


But this one is not a pastor na. This one is freely impregnating people's wife.

The fact that she dressed up well to go see him, just show how bad it has gotten.

Poor Alex 😂 I felt secondhand embarrassment reading that. The way you described the food splattering had me laughing and cringing at the same time.
More chapters please!

tonystark007:
In a last, futile effort to save himself, his fingers shot toward the edge of the table. But misfortune seemed to shadow his every move. Instead of finding stability, his hand collided with the food tray resting on the table. It flipped in the air as Alex hit the ground. In the blink of an eye, the contents made their inevitable descent. Rice, stew, egg—and of course, oil—splattered across his hair, face, eyeglasses and shirt, an ungodly mixture clinging to him like a cruel rebuke. The sachet of water burst open on the floor upon landing, sending cool splashes over his now-stained trousers.

The entire canteen erupted in laughter. The students who hadn’t noticed before were now fully aware, and even those at the back of the hall stood up to get a better view of the spectacle.

Alex felt like he could die right there. Time seemed to stretch, each second dragging on painfully. His pride, his anger—everything—seemed to vanish in that moment as he sat there in a mess of food, water, and humiliation, sprawled like some fallen, tragic figure. He wished the ground would open up and swallow him whole as the laughter rang in his ears like a mocking chorus. They weren’t just laughing at the accident—they were laughing at him. A part of him wanted to get up, shout at them, tell them off, but he knew it wouldn’t change anything. They were already laughing, and he was already the joke.

How could this happen to him, right after he’d been humiliated by that girl? But the chair was well balanced. How did the it even—

He turned around and saw the chair, six feet away. Standing behind it, with both hands resting on the backrest, was a tall, dark student built like a bouncer. A mischievous smirk played across the guy’s face.

Alex was stunned. He tried to speak, but the words failed him. What could he even say to this guy? Why would anyone do something like that?

Before Alex could gather his thoughts, another student in dark blue top, sitting at a nearby table quickly came to his aid. The student extended a hand, pulling Alex up from the floor.

"Are you okay?" the guy asked, his voice filled with sympathy.

Alex nodded, taking off his glasses, as he stared in shock at the evil guy who had just made him fall.

"Are you sure?" the guy in blue pressed again, concern in his voice.

Alex sighed, his tone disheartened. "Yeah, I’m fine. I just—"

His eyes widened in alert, but it was already too late.

He hadn’t finished his sentence when his would-be good Samaritan suddenly shoved him violently in the chest. Alex didn’t see it coming.

He staggered backwards, tripping and falling heavily on his bottom… again.

Another round of roaring laughter erupted from the students in the hall, but this time, some of them were banging their tables and shouting in amusement at Alex's expense.

Alex felt crushed and mortified. What was happening today? He had seen embarrassing moments like this in movies and comedy shows, but he never imagined it would happen to him. He glanced at his would-be-helper-turned-enemy. The guy now had a scowl on his face, and for the first time, Alex noticed that he looked as tall and muscular like the other guy.

The guy in blue then spoke in a stern voice. "The lady told you to get lost. You should’ve listened and gone quietly."

Alex was shocked. So all this humiliation was because of the pretty lady. What relationship did they have with her that they had to embarrass him like this? Could either of them be her boyfriend, or admirer trying to impress her or mark their territory?

Alex slowly picked himself up from the ground. He glanced at the lady who had caused all of this. She still had her head resting on the table, her phone casting a faint light on her face. She didn’t even look up. She seemed completely oblivious to her surroundings, unaware of what was happening to him because of her. Was she so lost in her world that she couldn’t hear the laughter? Or was she just choosing not to care?

The two big guys glared at him, their fist clenched, as if daring him to say or do anything so they could pounce on him.

A hot, irritating sensation suddenly flared in Alex’s left eye. He wiped his face with the back of his hand, but all he succeeded in doing was spreading the irritation further. The burning sensation intensified, and he instinctively shut his eyes. He blinked rapidly to try to adjust his vision, but it only made things worse. The more he rubbed his eyes, the more the sting spread. His vision blurred, and his face felt like it was on fire. His body screamed for relief, but there was none to be found.

Alex couldn’t take it anymore. He turned and blindly rushed out of the hall, clashing into a few chairs, and another round of laughter and murmurs of sympathy followed him as he left.

As he exited the canteen corridor, Alex heard a female voice call after him.

"Hey, wait!"

He spun around, instinctively clenching his fists in a defensive posture, just in case she was another attacker. His vision was still blurry from the sting in his eyes, but he wasn’t about to let anyone take him by surprise again. Through his blurred one-eye vision, he saw an opened water bottle in her hand, stretched out toward him.

"Take it and wash your face," she said.

Alex blinked vigorously, trying to clear his vision, but it didn’t help much. He spoke with difficulty, his voice laced with suspicion. "How am I sure you’re not... you’re not going to splash it on me when I try to take it from you?"

The female voice chuckled softly, the sound light and teasing. "I won’t do that." She twisted the cap of the bottle on and extended it toward him again.

Alex took the bottle from her hand without a word, his movements quick and tense. He didn’t look back — just turned and hurriedly walked away, needing to be anywhere but there.

Season 1 Episode 9

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..ANNA..


The first time he gave me a hint on his dark side, I’d thought it was the booze we’d taken earlier that evening, working.


It was three months into our sex escapades when one evening I went over to Raj’s apartment in Rhodes Park, William was out of town as usual.


Raj took me out and we drank some alcohol before heading right back to his apartment where we started making out on the porch as he fumbled for his house keys in his pockets. By the time we were inside the house, we were half naked.

“sU-Ck my c--k,” said Raj hoarsely, as h---y as h---y can get.

“Excuse me?” the mere thought of the act disgusted me. I’d never given anyone a b-----b in my life and I wasn’t about to start now, that’s what I thought.

He pushed me to my knees and took off his boxers. “You heard me right, teddy bear.”

“Am so sorry, Raj, I don’t give blowjobs.”

“You’re joking, right?”


I ignored him and stood, reaching for his manhood. “I can use my hands if you like.”

“No, Anna,” he was so stern. “You either sU-Ck my c--k or no sex for you tonight.”
I couldn’t believe my ears. Some people really had nerves. Not wanting to do as he said, I grabbed my clothes and was contemplating getting dressed when Rajesh wrapped a hand round my neck and choked me.

“B---h, I don’t like it when I tell someone to do something for me and they don’t.”

“And I don’t like doing what I don’t like,” I retorted. “If you know what I mean! Now let go of me you son of a b---h!”
He slowly let me go and sat down, looking disappointed beyond measure.

“Am sorry, didn’t mean to choke you. Um..I think you should leave.”

And my horniness made me stay so I gave Raj his b-----b and it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.

Back to the present, I was at work that fateful Wednesday afternoon when I decided to take some documents to the second floor(I worked from the 7th floor by the way). That day it so happened that my boss Mr. Soko and I took the same elevator, it was just the two of us in the elevator.


“How’s work today?” he casually asked.

Couldn’t he have asked me that just a few minutes ago when I’d taken some documents to his office so he could sign? Anyway, trust him to always find an excuse to talk to me.


“It’s fine..am not very occupied so..yeah.”
He was about to say something but stopped short when the elevator froze on the fifth floor, the lights blinking on and off.


“What’s going on?”

He first pressed the ‘down’ button before replying. “I think there’s a power cut. No, we’ve got generators for that. Should be some mechanical fault, I think.”
Mechanical fault? And he sounded so calm? I wasn’t calm, not at all. Not after all the horrific elevator stories I’d heard or watched or read about so far.


“What will we do, sir?”

“Don’t panic cause this has happened before. Let me just make some calls..” he reached for his phone in his pockets and then loudly cussed, “S--t!”

“What’s wrong?”

“I left my phone in my office, sorry.”

“Perfect,” I muttered, cowering into a corner.

One minute passed, and then two, then three. Ten.

The air in the box, as I saw the inside of an elevator, was beginning to finish, literally. I was sweating and panting like someone who had run a marathon.

“Are you alright, Anna?”

Do I look alright to you? But I said, “It’s just too hot in here such that am finding it hard to breathe.”

“Take off your jacket.”

“Pardon?”

“You need air, Anna,” he helped me take off my jacket and suggested I unbutton my blouse to pave way for some fresh air, as if there was any air in the elevator. I finally did when the heat threatened to drive me crazy.


“We’ll be out very soon,” he assured me. “The elevator is being fixed as we speak..”

“What if we’re dead by the time the fault is dealt with?”

He rested an arm on my shoulder. “Always think positively, Anna.”

Talking of possibility, the elevator began descending right then and I breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank God!”

“You claustrophobic?” my boss asked me.


“Claustrophobic?”

“It’s a phobia of enclosed spaces..Do you have it?”

“No..” I shook my head.

It was after the elevator was open when my heart fully settled in and I put my jacket back on, I’d already buttoned my blouse though lest people conclude.. I wiped my sweaty face with a serviette and continued with business.

Two hours later, I was knocking off when I stumbled upon a crashed bouquet of roses.


“Who crashes such beautiful flowers?” I wondered. “Odd.”

When I arrived home, William was on his way out. He hadn’t gone for work that day.

My husband kissed me on the lips. “Am going out to watch soccer and hang out with some friends over beer. Take care.”

“You too.”



After I was settled, I decided I wasn’t gonna stay home like the good wife that I wasn’t. This was an opportunity to have me some Rajesh whom I hadn’t had for over a week. Wanting to surprise him, I bothered not call him and went straight to his apartment where I found the door ajar.


“Raj?”

“Go away!” came the response from his bedroom. “Go the f--k away you s--t!”

He probably thinks its someone else who’s come, I convinced myself so I went right ahead to his room where I found him drunk, several empty bottles of liquor lying on the floor and a bottle of semi consumed beer in his grip.


“Raj? What’s going on?”

He stood, staggering, and stood right before me. “You’re just like Zoe from Addicted,aren’t you? No d--k can ever quench your thirst for sex, am I right?”

“Where is all this coming from?”

“Its coming from you giving your boss a quicky inside an elevator.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Raj.”

“Of course she denies everything..No one ever accepts!” he threw the bottle past my shoulder and it hit the door, shattering and spilling all its contents.


“You’re drunk,” I said as I reached for his hand.


“I wasn’t drunk when I saw you emerge from that elevator with your jacket off and you sweating like a pig!”

“What are-” it dawned on me.

“You came to my workplace today?”

“Yeah, dummy!” he was yelling.

I shook my head in disbelief. “And you go concluding like that?” I couldn’t hold the laughter. “You misunderstood the situation, Raj. Let me explain.”

“I don’t got time for lousy explanations..a
ll I know is you’re a w---e. A relentless f-----g b---h!”

“Whoa..whoa..whoa! Watch your tongue, man!”

“The truth hurts, Anna. You’re a certified prostitute..hule as you people say, no two ways about it.”


He was drunk and I was sober but there was no way I was going to stand there and let him insult me. “Its your mother who’s all the nasty stuff you’ve just called me, Rajesh Sharma! After all you’re a product of fornication!”


“What did you just say?”

“What you just heard!” I turned to leave when he grabbed my arm and smacked me hard across the face.



“I’ll show you what am made of,” he hissed, slapping me countless times and pushing me to the bed. “Nobody says anything nasty about my queen and goes Scot free you adulterous pompous s--t!!!”

I couldn’t overpower him in-spite of his drunkenness so he beat me, black and blue.
I had broken ribs, a black eye, a split lip and split forehead by the time he was done with me.


I lay on the bed for minutes after Rajesh left, wincing and sobbing. I finally mustered some energy to drag myself out of the house and jump on a taxi to the hospital where I lied that I’d been attacked so that they could offer me treatment. It was whilst in the hospital that I received the news.


The male doctor sympathetically peered down at me and said, “It’s really a miracle that nothing bad happened to your baby.”

“My what now?”

“Your baby..Don’t tell me you weren’t aware? Mrs. Anna Mumba Njapau, you’re five weeks pregnant.”

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Season 1 Episode 3

The Childless Wife Episode 3

After thinking for a while, Lolade decided that it was best for her to visit the pastor again. She reasoned that going to bed with him only once might not make her pregnant. In her mind, she knew that even a husband and wife keep making love if they are trying to have a baby. Lolade said she was already neck-deep into sin. There was no running away from it. She reasoned that it was better for her to go into the sin fully so that she will get what she wants.

"I think he is right. The best thing for me to do is to visit him again. I can no longer run away. The pastor is saying the truth. We have already done it once and there is no way I can run away from the fact that I have taken the wrong step. Let me just go in fully and commit the sin so that if I'm facing the punishment, I will know that at least got the child I was looking for." Lolade said. She stood up from her bed, went to the bathroom, took her bath and prepared. When she was going the other, she did not apply too much makeup, but on her second visit, she took time to do make up very well. She now looked very beautiful.

"At least, let me look good so that when the pastor sees me, he will like my appearance and give me the best work in his private room. I don't want to look ugly." Lolade said as she looked herself in the mirror. Truly, she looked beautiful. She picked up her handbag, jumped into her car and started driving to the pastor's church. Surprisingly, when Lolade got there, she noticed that the pastor was with another woman in the private room.

"So, I'm not the only one the pastor is attending to in this private room? This means that there are many other women who are interested in him. God, please, help me so that I will not get any disease from this man. How can a pastor be attending to so many women. It seems like he is changing women like clothes. Is he still a man of God or he is just pretending to be a church leader?" Lolade asked herself.

As she was waiting in the pastor's office, she could her romantic noise coming from the private room. The noise continued for more than 10 minutes and Lolade had to wait for the pastor to finish with the woman who was inside.

"This is serious. This was not what I expected. I friend was here. Do you still have strength?" Lolade asked shyly.

"Of course I still have strength. That's why I was calling you to come early but you were asking me too many questions. I told you that you are not the only woman I'm attending to. I'm a very busy person. This is the job the lord gave me to be doing for you people. I don't use it to joke." The pastor said.

"Sorry sir, I didn't know someone else was coming. I would have come before her. But sir, this one that there are so many women you are attending to, are you sure we will not carry disease? This lifestyle is dangerous. Don't you think you should bring down the number of women to only me and my friend or only me?" Lolade asked the pastor.

"Look at the way you are thinking. You are thinking like a selfish person. How can you find something good and you will want to enjoy it alone? It is your type that doesn't use to help others when you find a solution to your problems. Just like your friend recommended me to help you, you should also bring other barren women to me so that they will receive help." The pastor said.

"Let it work for me first before I will call others to come." Lolade said.

"Why won't it work? Please come and join me in this bed. I have been waiting for you." The pastor said with a smile. She unlocked her engine room again and allowed him to start it.

That was how Lolade kept visiting the pastor until she discovered she was pregnant. It happened in the second month. She was happy but she was also scared.

"What if my husband finds out that the pregnancy is not his own? What will I tell him? Let me forget about that for now. The most important thing is that I'm now pregnant." Lolade said to herself.

Next episode dropping soon

Season 1 Episode 2

The Childless Wife Episode Two

Lolade has never done this kind of thing before. Her husband is the only man who has ever touched her. Even when she was single, no man touched her. After she got married, she has never dreamt or thought of cheating on her husband. But childlessness has pushed her to the wall and she was willing to try anything just to get one baby. She was willing to sacrifice her bride to get one child. She reasoned that getting just one child will restore her dignity in her husband's house. But even as she lay on the bed waiting for the pastor to remove his clothes, she was crying.

"I never knew it would come to this point where I will allow another man to get me pregnant instead of my husband. I never knew I will sacrifice my pride just to get a child. I didn't know I will be childless. Childlessness has pushed me to the wall. I have endured so much shame to the extend that I'm no longer able to think properly or to differentiate between what is right and what is wrong. I can seen that what this man is about to do to me is wrong. But I will still allow him to do it if it will be the solution to my problem. If the man can get me pregnant, then I'm will to allow him to do it." Lolade said tearfully. She was crying. When the pastor returned to the bed to join her, he saw tears rolling down her eyes.

"Why are you crying? This should be a thing of joy to you. I told you it is God that told me to do it. You should not be crying. You should be happy that a holy man of God is about to touch you. Don't you know that my body is holy? If I touch you, you too will become holy and a baby will be planted in your womb. It has worked for a lot of women. Please, stop crying let us enjoy this wonderful moment." The pastor said with a mocking smile.

"Sorry sir. I'm just afraid that this might not

work. What if my husband finds out? Are you sure it will work? Are you sure you can get me pregnant? I'm just scared about what would be the outcome if I get pregnant and my husband finds out that the baby does not belong to him. He will chase me out of the house and my situation will become worse. I don't want to lose my husband. He is a good man. He has been supporting me since I found myself in this difficult situation. It feels so bad to pin a baby on an innocent man. What if he finds out?"

Lolade asked tearfully. She grabbed the white bedsheet and cleaned her eyes. The pastor was not ready to give up on his latest catch, so he did everything possible to convince Lolade to allow him to do the job.

"Why are you talking as if I don't know what I'm saying? This is the job I do. The church is just a means to attract customers to my main job which is to help barren women to get children. I can even count the wives of prominent women in this country who I got pregnant when their husbands couldn't do it. Some of them came with their husbands and their husbands supported the idea. Some of them even paid me to do the job. I have a lot of experience in this job. Just calm down and allow me to give you children. God has been doing wonders through me. Why did you think your friend brought you here? It's because I did the same thing for her. Please, unlock your engine room let us start.

Very soon, another woman will come and I don't want to waste all the time I have with you." The pastor said sarcastically. Lolade had no option but to allow him. As he was doing it, Lolade was weeping sorrowfully. Her heart was crying and the tears could be seen in her eyes. When they were done, she hurried to her car and started driving home. She did not say a word to her friend.

When she got home, she went into her room, locked the door and started weeping. She wept for the rest of the day. She just managed to come out in the evening to cook food for her husband. Even when her husband asked her why she was sad, she said she was having headache. She knew it was a lie. The real reason for her sadness was what the pastor did to her earlier in the day. But she cannot mention it to her husband.

The next morning after her husband went to work, Lolade received a call from the pastor.

"Are you not coming today?" The pastor asked over the phone. Lolade was surprised. She was thinking it was just once.

"I thought it was just once that we have to do it and I will get pregnant. I don't think I will have to come today. You said it was God who said you should do it, then it means once is okay for me to get pregnant." Lolade tells the pastor.

"Lolade why are you talking like a child? It is not only once. We have to keep doing it. We don't know which day your body is ready for pregnancy. That is why we must keep doing it for three months until we are sure that the seed has been planted. Once you get pregnant, I promise you that we will stop. Please, come, I'm waiting for you. I really enjoyed it yesterday and I cannot wait to see you again." The pastor said.

Lolade didn't expect this. She didn't know if she should go or not.

Watch out for episode three

Season 1 Episode 8

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..COREEN..


Why don’t I just divorce his sorry a-s and move on? You might wonder.

The answer is simple, I’d sworn to be by Cephas’ side through thick and thin until death do us apart and I was willing to stick to my vow no matter what. Even if it meant Kimono me would torment me, so be it.

Speaking of Kimono me, I had not seen her in the past four months, not after she’d taken my unborn baby with her. Life had been rough these past months, what with Cephas and I experiencing terrible dialogue? See, I had confronted him about Kimono me and Ceph Donut but he had bluntly denied knowing anything about what was going on and this pushed me to lose some faith in him, I even moved to the guestroom. Grandma had once suggested I go back to Kapiri so that we could proceed to see the witchdoctor but I refused, I wasn’t afraid of Kimono me, not any more.

So today, the maid I’d hired three months ago had just knocked off when I decided to take a shower and maybe sit down and watch some series. I had just stepped out of the shower and was drying my wet hair when my phone rang, R. Kelly’s ‘Storm is over’ acting as the ringtone. This had to be either Anna or Cephas calling. It was Anna, so displayed my screen.


“Hi..”

There was a noise and then shrill laughter, Kimono me kinda laughter. “It’s been long, Coreen.”

Did I just say I was no longer afraid of Kimono me? I take that back cause hearing my own voice on the end of the line sent shivers down my spine.



“Anna?” I was really hoping it was her, the caller ID insisted it was her.


“No..” her voice echoed. “It’s me..” she laughed. “I missed you. Did you miss me, dear Coreen?”

Since when did ghosts start making phone calls? This had to be Anna. She had after all heard some of the stuff I’d said back in the hospital that on the day of my miscarriage.

I took a deep breath and warily spoke into the phone, “Anna, if this is a joke then stop it, please.”

“You think this is a joke, huh? Does Ceph Donut ring a bell?”


I hang up and threw the phone on the bed, placing a hand on my fast beating heart.
Not again, I thought. Just when I thought she had left me alone and now this?

‘Oh I haven’t left you alone,’ I heard my own voice say inside my mind. ‘You ain’t seen nothing yet!’
I rushed for the bedroom door which was shut tight, obviously. So she was telepathic too? This was getting spookier by the minute.
I was still thinking about what to do or where to run to when my phone rang. I slowly walked to the bed and checked the caller ID.


“Hubby,” I mumbled, grateful. “Cephas?”

“Coreen,” it was Cephas’ voice so I calmed down a bit. “Just calling to check up on you.”

“Oh..I-”


“Come on you dumby,” it was my voice speaking now, “Don’t tell me it’s this easy to trick you!”


I hang up, throwing the phone against the wall where it shattered to pieces.


“Leave me the hell alone!” I screamed, covering both my ears as I shook on my spot.
Just then, like someone was manipulating the pieces of the broken phone, they rose. Up, up, up and went still in mid air where they came together. My phone was whole again, no trace of it ever being broken visible. And then it rang.


I won’t pick up, I inwardly decided while watching the unnatural happenings.

As if reading my mind, the phone started floating towards me. My first thought was to take a few steps back but that didn’t happen as I was glued to where I stood, literally. I tried moving my legs, all to no avail. I was suddenly practically paralyzed!


My phone answered itself and rested on my right ear. “You now ready to listen to what I have to say?”


At least I was able to talk. “It’s not as if I have much choice, is it?”

“Good. I’ve noticed you’ve failed to crack a single word out of Cephas, right?”

“You’re the ghost so am guessing you already know the answer to that question.”

“Yes, I already know the answer, Coreen. Why don’t you imitate me and see how Cephas will react?”

“Excuse me?”


Kimono me told me about this fake American accent that she was fond of using, she also saw to it that I learn the accent. I didn’t have much choice so I learned, to the extent of sounding exactly like her.


“Impressive,” she said, 40 minutes after agonizing me with some whack accent. “For your looks, Coreen, you’re too dull for my liking..” there was a weird noise. “That’s a metaphor.. Now, do you want me to stop tormenting you?”

“Only a fool wouldn’t jump for the opportunity.”

“And I assume you’re no fool, right?”


right..right..right. I could now even hear her voice from the small radio that was in the bedroom. “You do as I say and you’ll be rid of me sooner than you think.”

So ghosts can bargain too? “Why do I have to be the one to do your dirty work for you?”

“Because you’re the living one!” she shrieked and the call cut, the disconnecting tone so loud and screechy I feared my eardrum would split open.

The following day, I was out shopping for a kimono similar to the one kimono me wore whenever she appeared to me when I spotted them.


There they were, holding hands and eating ice-cream in broad daylight. All carefree.

I took a few pics before deciding to finally approach them. The Kimono hunt was draining me and I was bored so I decided to have some fun.



“Anna, Rajesh, hi.”

The look on Anna’s face when she saw me was priceless.


She let go of Rajesh’s hand like a hot potato. “Coreen? What are you doing here? In this part of town?”

“What is that supposed to mean, Anna? Is it now illegal for me to leave my house? Am not under curfew, am I now?”


“That’s not want I meant,” she was so nervous that she was sweating profusely on a chilly August afternoon. “It’s just that you..you usually call me when you want to do some shopping. Am just surprised to see you here.”

“Am just as surprised myself. Rajesh, I didn’t know you and Anna hang out together?”



Rajesh swallowed, obviously wondering what I was doing when am even the one who had told him about Anna liking him and all.

Anna was staring at everything and everywhere but me so I winked at Rajesh and he caught the message.


“Anna,” I pressed. “What are you doing here with Rajesh?”

I’d never seen her so restless in my life. Why cheat if you’re afraid of getting caught?
“It’s work!” she finally blurted out. “Rajesh and I are just out for a meeting and since we kind of know each other, we thought of buying us some ice-cream. Right, Raj? I mean, Mr. Rajesh Sharma?”

“Right,” Rajesh played along.

I feigned to believe her and we said our goodbyes.


“Her lies will come crumbling down upon her one day,” I thought out loud as I continued looking for the Kimono.

19:00hrs that day found me clad in a Kimono, a replica of Kimono me’s Kimono. I’d tied my hair in a bun, drew fake eyebrows, wore fake eyelashes, and wore Clinique Happy women’s perfume, as per Kimono me’s instructions.

Cephas had texted to say he was on his way but I hadn’t replied so I just sat in the living room and peeled a cucumber which I slowly started eating. By the way, I hate cucumber. But Kimono me had suggested I eat one and carelessly leave the peels on the carpet. She had also instructed I make sure the living room was as untidy as it could be.


I was in the living room listening to news when I heard Cephas drive in so I changed to channel to Trace TV before dashing off to the hallway.


I heard the door open and Cephas gasp seconds later.



“Coreen?” he loudly called. “What’s all this mess about? And since when did you start eating cucumber or become this untidy?”

“Since I was young,” I said in Kimono me’s accent as I emerged in the living room. “Have you forgotten it’s my favourite, Ceph Donut?”

He froze in the doorway, looking at me from head to toe and back again and then back again so fast that I was sure he’d get dizzy if he continued eyeing me like that.


“Ceph Donut?” the accent didn’t quiver.

Cephas closed his eyes and shook his head. “This can’t be happening,” he audibly said . “I must be dreaming.”

“It’s me,” I said, walking towards him. “Am back, Ceph Donut.”

“Lubuto?” he looked straight into my eyes and before I knew it, his hands were wrapped round my neck and he was squeezing my windpipe. “You f-----g b---h,” he growled. “What have you done to my Coreen, Lubuto? So you’ve come to torment me even when you’re in the grave?”

I was hitting his chest, begging him to stop strangling me but he seemed adamant to end my life. “Am Coreen,” I managed to get the words out of my mouth. “Who-who is Lubuto?”

He let me go and scuffled out of the house, leaving me choking and coughing on the floor. The anger I’d seen in his eyes when he was strangling me was new, I’d never seen him that angry before.


After coughing for minutes, I rose to my feet and went to the pantry where I grabbed a bottle of Best Whiskey which I begun gulping down. Even as the whiskey burnt down my throat, I swore to myself that come what may Cephas was going to tell me who Lubuto was, why she looked like me and why she was so hell-bent on getting revenge from him!

To be Continued......

Marriage Chronicle
Season 1 Episode 7

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continues..

..ANNA..

“Teddy bear, you’re crying?” Rajesh sympathetically asked me, wrapping the towel back round his waist and sitting beside me. “Who called you and what did they tell you which left you this distraught?”

“It’s Coreen,” I sobbed. “Not that she’s the one who- who called, no. Am just from talking to Cephas who says Coreen is in Kabwe General Hospital and is unconscious..” I buried my head in his chest, inhaling his heavenly perfumed shower gel. “She miscarried, Raj.”

“No!” he gasped and raked a finger through my now natural hair. “How?”

“Cephas couldn’t spe-speak-clearly cause-” I couldn’t continue talking, the lump that developed in my throat saw to it that my voice just cracked.


“Sssh, Coreen will be fine.”
Will she? I inwardly asked myself.

When topics for discussion were scarce, mum had told me about the pain of miscarriage, you never get used to it. And what hurt me so much in Coreen’s case was that she had taken so long to fall pregnant just for her to miscarry in her third month? This wasn’t fair at all.


Once I was done crying, I grabbed my purse and stood. “Where can I wash my face from?”

Raj showed me the bathroom where I washed my face and applied a touch of make up.


“I’ll take my leave,” I abruptly announced once I was out of the bathroom.
Raj was almost fully dressed. “So soon? What happened to Coreen is really terrible..am sorry.”

I smiled, sadly. “See you around, Rajesh.”

“See you, Anna.”

I reached the door when he said, “Wait.”
He came up to me and kissed me lightly on the lips. “Take care, Anna.”

“You too.”

I was drained when I arrived home, just to find the house locked. I sighed as I went to the spot where Willy and I usually hid the keys. I flipped the block over and was glad to find them keys.


I found a note waiting for me on the table once inside the house.


‘Hey, I received a call from Lady Valerie and I didn’t wanna disturb you thus the note.
Don’t know what time I’ll come back so don’t wait for me. There’s Pizza in the fridge. Love you.

Your Darling Husband, Willy.’



I was accustomed to this already so I just took off my wedge shoes and sat on the couch, tears falling as I texted William informing him of what had just happened to Coreen.
In the evening, Cephas called me again to inform me Coreen had been transferred to a private hospital in Lusaka so I grabbed my purse and jumped on a taxi to the hospital.


“Where’s she?” I asked Cephas who was waiting for me in the waiting area.


“She’s in a ward..lost the baby but the doctors are unable to explain the cause of the miscarriage.”

“Don’t you think that’s strange?” I was mocking him.

He didn’t seem fazed though. “What’s strange is Coreen just visits her grandmother and this happens? No wonder I really don’t like that woman. Back in Kabwe, she insisted on coming with me here but I told her I’d take care of Coreen on my own. Besides, you’re here too. This is the ward,” he opened the door. “She’s sedated.”

We entered the ward and I sat by Coreen’s side, watching her as tears streamed down my cheeks. No one deserves to experience such a traumatizing thing. I hated to even imagine myself in her shoes for a simple millisecond.


Coreen came to several minutes after Cephas and I entered the ward.



“Kimono me!” she bolted upright, sitting. “She killed my baby. Says she wants revenge from Cephas..she..she was there. I saw her!”

What she was saying wasn’t making any sense to me. Cephas on the other hand hurriedly hugged her. “Sssh..you must have been having a terrible nightmare, honey. You’re in the hospital but you’ll be perfectly fine.”

“No..no..no,” she kept on shaking her head as tears fell. “She said she’ll take everything from you, Cephas. She wants revenge for what you did to her..”

“Who?” Cephas and I asked in unison.
Coreen looked at me. “Kimono me, Anna. She’s dangerous, has powers and makes things fly around. She literally s----d my baby outta me.”

Okay mum had mentioned miscarriage is traumatizing but Coreen had probably lost it and this made me burst into tears. I couldn’t sit there and listen to all the bizarre stuff she was saying so I just stood and rushed out of the room, covering my mouth so as to stifle my sobs.

A team of doctors and nurses then rushed past me when they heard Coreen’s screams. I cried more as they fought with her so that they could sedate her. It was then that I realised how much I loved my friend and that I just wanted her to get well soon.

Sunday morning, I prepared breakfast for her and took it to the hospital. William had called me late the previous night saying he was on his way to Livingstone for some business meeting and would only be back by Tuesday. I’d heard all this so many times already so all I’d said was, “Wishing you all the best in your endeavour.”

“Thank you. I love you.”


I paused. “I love you too.”

He briefly asked how Coreen was doing and I told him she was still in denial, whatever made me say that, I don’t know.

Anyway, Coreen wasn’t saying weird stuff that morning but there was still something off about how she had suddenly lost her baby. According to her, she’d gone to the toilet to pee when the blood started gushing out and led to the miscarriage. If you ask me, Cephas had a hand in this, my sixth sense was literally screaming this at me.

In the afternoon, I was home taking a nap when Rajesh called. For a minute I wanted to ask him where he got my line from but I remembered I had called him the previous day.


“You have plans this evening?” he asked. “Is your husband around?”

“Which question do you want me to answer first, Raj?”

“Any,” he chuckled.

I told him William was out of town and I had no plans for that evening so he suggested we hook up at Arcades. We hooked up three hours later after I was well dressed and all the fuss just for him to buy a lot of popcorn and drive me to his hotel room. Like really?


“There’s a movie I want us to watch,” he said to me when we were behind closed doors. He ushered me to the comfy couch and handed me glasses. “In 3D.”

“Sounds fun,” I got the glasses and put them on.

He put on his own too and joined me as the movie begun. Now let me tell you about the movie he selected, ‘Addicted.’

The storyline kinda goes like this.. Zoe is a happily married working class lady with two kids but is addicted to sex so she cheats on her husband with a Mexican hunk and also has a one night stand with some random guy in a bar. The bottom line is she was cheating on her husband! Just like me! Well, screw the movie and Raj for trying to play mind games with me.


When the movie ended, Raj switched off the T.V and said to me, “Remember I wrote on my business card that I’ve got skills to show you? Let me start now.” he leaned in and kissed me, I kissed him back.

Unlike the first time, Raj was sweet as he took the time to toy with my body to the extent of me being so wet down there that I feared I was going to drench the leather couch.

He finally entered me right there on the couch, slowly and gently. What he did today was make love to me, not f--k me. He rode me so well that I felt feelings I’d never felt in the 28 years I’d spent on this earth. He made me look down on the slow love making sessions Willy and I had had.

This one was..intense. So, I cheated on my husband for the second time and was I feeling guilty? Hell no! Who even knew what he was doing in Livingstone right now or if he was there in the first place? What am trying to point out is William had put his job first, making me feel lonely and sidelined. To all the men out there, never prioritize your jobs over your wives, you’ll regret! Women like to be pampered and taken perfect care of lest some of them, like me, go looking for solace in other men’s arms.

Time flew, four months past and Willy still wasn’t aware that I was cheating on him. He was seriously dumber than I’d gauged him. So my life had been fun the past four months, my job, my charade of a marriage with Willy, my sex escapades with Rajesh Sharma, in bed, in the shower, on the floor, pool table in a night club, in his car, in his office, you name a place where we hadn’t had sex from cause I’ve honestly lost count.

And my dear Coreen, she was back to her husband’s house. What she saw in that man, I don’t know. Surely she couldn’t tell that he was a Satanist or maybe she knew but knowing her, she was too concerned about what people would say if she walked out of her marriage. Her and I talked from time to time and I could tell she wasn’t her usual self but since she wasn’t ready to disclose a thing to me, I let her be.

Back to my Raj. Did I tell you he had a dark side? No? I also didn’t know. But he had a dark side, one that made me question what I’d gotten myself into by getting involved with him.

To be Continued.....

Season 1 Episode 6

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..COREEN..

“Grandma.”

“Coreena..how are you doing?”


Am not Coreena but Granny liked calling me that which was kind of annoying but I was too drained right now to worry about what she had called me.

“Am not fine, Granny,” I sniffed. “I think this house is haunted or something.”

“Haunted? How exactly?”


I told her the supernatural happenings I’d experienced thus far.


“And what does your husband have to say about this?” she asked as soon as I was done telling my tale.

I sniffed, again. “He doesn’t believe me..thinks am hallucinating.”

“Ha! People don’t just hallucinate such bizarre stuff out of the blue, do they now?”

“What are you insinuating?”

“Nothing really.. Something’s just wrong somewhere. You know what? I’ll talk to some witchdoctor so that we can cleanse you cause what you’re telling me sounds dangerously serious.”


I wasn’t really for the idea of paying a witchdoctor a visit but you all know what happened with that facebook pastor so witchdoctor sounded just fine. “Okay..thanks.”

“Take care, I’ll give you feedback as soon as possible.”

“Alright..sleep well.”

“You too.”


I sighed after hanging up, at least someone believed my crazy story. I was still seated on the floor when I heard Cephas drive in, I knew it was him cause he had his own set of keys for the gate and house, so did I.

He walked into the living room and gasped after he saw the shattered T.V and couches.


“What happened here?”

Really? He was asking me such? “Evil me happened,” I hotly said, getting to my feet and giving him one evil glare. “And since you don’t want to believe me when I tell you am seeing a ghost who looks exactly like me, I told someone who believes me.”
“Who?”
“My grandma.”
“Oh.”

“That’s all you gonna say? Oh?”
“What else do you want me to say, Coreen?” he coolly said and shrugged.

I shook my head in disbelief. “So you think I did all this? Got crazy cravings and chewed the couches, right?” I was getting emotional again. “You do know nothing remains hidden forever under the sun, right? Cephas, one way or the other, I’ll find out what exactly is going on here! And I really hope all that people are saying about you isn’t true.”

“You said that the other night too,” his voice went slightly high. “Tell me, what exactly are these people saying about me? And since you don’t mingle with a lot of people being you, Anna is probably ‘these people’, right?”

“Don’t you drag Anna into this or try to change the subject..You just look around here and figure out what happened or why the maid and garden boy decided to quit work at the same time!”

“The maid and garden boy have quit work?”

“No..this is when they are starting.” I turned to leave but added, “And oh, you’re a terrible liar, Cephas. I can see you’re hiding something from me and I’ll one day find out what it is, dear husband.”
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Saturday came and I hadn’t seen the kimono me version since she went erratic and broke my T.V and couches, not that I wanted to see her again, no.

Grandma had called me the day before saying I go to Kapiri where I’d grown up, as soon as possible and so I decided Saturday was perfect. Of course Cephas was all gloomy last night when I informed him. “Do you really have to go?”

I had lied to him saying I just wanted to pay Granny a visit. “Yes, Darling.”

“But I thought we agreed we’d go together this month end, what changed?”


I snuggled up to him in bed. “Should be my hormones, am really home sick. But don’t worry, I’ll be back by Monday.”

“There’s no convincing you otherwise, is there?”

“Nop.”


He heavily exhaled and kissed me on the lips. “Okay..Do what your heart yearns. Am gonna miss you.”

“Me more..” I seductively whispered, climbing atop him and unbuttoning his shirt. “Let me just show you how much I’ll miss you.”

“Mmmh..I like where this is heading.”

“Am glad,” I softly bit his n----e, causing him to m0an. “We’ll do this my way tonight.”

Cephas burst out lauging and raised his arms in surrender. “Yes ma’am, you can even chain me to the bed if you like.”

“Don’t tempt me.”


We both laughed before getting down to serious business. You want details? Nah, am not in the mood.

So today, I wore a white dress which had one slit that ran from ankle to thigh on my right leg, black sandals, applied a touch of make up and packed a few necessities in the handbag Cephas had ordered from China as my birthday present. I sat on the bed after doing my hair and dialed Anna’s line so that I could inform her I was going out of town.


“Safe journey, boo. As for me am chilling at some exotic lodge with my husband.”

“Am happy for you,” I honestly was though I felt like confronting her about the cheating part but I just let it slide. Her ruining her marriage was her own business and stick my nose in other people’s business I wasn’t going to do for the time being cause I had problems of my own to solve. When I was done talking to Anna, I played the audio recording for the millionth time in the past week and couldn’t believe a married woman could stop so low. Part of me wanted to delete the video but inner me won so I kept it, just looked it in the audio vault though, ‘Lock It’ things.


Cephas was out running some errands so I locked up and went to the nearest taxi rank to get on a taxi going to town where I’d board a bus to Ndola but I’d drop off in Kapiri.

I would have driven myself there, I’d done this before but remember I was seeing ‘Kimono me’, that’s what I’ve decided to call the ghost or whatever she is, so it was better I travelled with a lot of people. My intuition told me I would be safer this way.

I was in Kapiri approximately three hours forty minutes later and Granny was thrilled to see me.

She came to pick me up from the station and couldn’t stop talking about how nice I looked. She then told me about Gwen who’d paid her a visit just the previous week. I wasn’t really listening cause Gwen and I had never really been the best of friends even though we grew up under the same roof. She was just this church girl and church people aren’t really my thing so..we were immiscible in short, incompatible if you like. She was now married to a doctor in the Copperbelt and she herself was a nurse at a different hospital. She and her husband had two kids together, first a boy then a girl.
Now Granny was saying, “Did she tell you she’s expecting?”

“Again?” I couldn’t hide my shock. “Doesn’t she know about family planning? And to think that her husband is a doctor,” I laughed. “How ironic!” to change the topic as we trekked, I said, “Sorry for coming empty handed, wasn’t really in the mood for shopping today.”

“It’s fine, Coreena. You and Gwen do a lot for me so I can’t complain.” she went ahead and told me about the witchdoctor and how she(the witchdoctor)thought I was seeing a ghost which had a bone to pick with my husband.


“Don’t you think that’s a bit weird? If she has a bone to pick with Cephas then why torment me and not him?”

“I told her the same,” said Granny with a shrug. “Anyway, the woman is really good at what she does so we’ll just have to hear what she has to say when we go to her shrine tonight.”

Did she just say shrine? Okay I was officially into juju now. What a bad joke that is seeing as my husband was being suspected almost by the whole town of being a Satanist.

Wait until I prove them wrong, I slyly thought. Especially that adulterous Anna, Ha!

The walk from the station to home took 20 minutes and I was already feeling tired when we arrived so I just sat on the sofas Gwen had bought for Granny.


“Let me just ease myself outside,” said Granny after she’d taken my bag to my old room, the room that I’d shared with Gwen. “We’ll come talk about what’s been happening in that your house back in PHI.”

“Okay.”

I was thinking about renovating Granny’s house so that it could be self contained, when I felt the weird vibe. And I knew.

Like someone who had sat on a sharp pin, I leaped to my feet and headed for the door which shut in my face. There was no use trying to open it.

The wind came next and the curtains began blowing, flying, up and down. The cupboard in the kitchen was vigorously shaking causing the contents to noisily rattle.

I closed my eyes and turned just to find the Kimono me standing right in front of me, this time it was her feet which were facing the wrong way. As in, her toes were facing where her heels are supposed to face and vice versa. Seemed she really wanted to prove a point here.


“Wh..Wh..what do you want from me?”

“Everything..” her voice echoed from all corners..everything..everythin
g..everything.

“Everything? I don’t even know you!”

“But your husband knows me.”

knows me..knows me..knows mee.


“Then why don’t you f-----g show yourself to him? Why punish me for his sins?”

“Because he loves you,” she shrieked with laughter. “And hurting you is the best revenge!” revenge..revenge..revenge!


“How do you mean?”

“Coreena! Coreena? Open the door weh, who looks themselves inside the house in broad day light sure”

“Its not me, Granny,” I desperately called. “She’s here. it’s her, the ghost b---h!”

Where I got the courage to say such about a ghost, in her presence, I don’t know.


“Coreena!” Granny was banging on the door.

“She can’t hear you,” Kimono me whispered. “I’ve done some sort of cloaking spell. You won’t understand, really.”
understand..really..really..

Her voice was chilling but I had to ask her. “Why don’t you make me understand why you loathe Cephas instead?”

“Don’t try your luck!” she pointed a finger at me, her toenails in place of her fingernails. “I have a present and message for Ceph Donut.”

everything echoed once more, the kind of echoes you hear when you stand inside a vacant chapel or hall and speak.


“Ceph Donut?”

“Just call him that and he’ll know. The message, tell him I’ll slowly take back everything that he took from me. And secondly, here’s the present!”

“The present?” there was something ominous about the way she said ‘the present.’

She laughed, like a deranged woman, and then formed a fist with her right hand, twisting it in mid air.

My womb exploded with pain..blood was immediately gushing out my womanhood, soaking my white dress. And then what I supposed was my baby(which was just a clot of thick dark blood) came out too and floated towards Kimono me who grabbed it in her hands, licked the clot for a while and swallowed it whole. Amidst the agonising pain, I threw up and when I looked back up, Kimono me was gone but my blood wasn’t. I had lost my baby. I was reaching for the doorknob when I lost consciousness and fell on the floor like a log…
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You got it exactly Boss. That line is the whole point of Lolade's struggle.
Desperation messes with your judgement.

Thanks for reading, hope you'll drop your thoughts on the next episode too

tonystark007:
Situation and desperation can make some wrong things feels right

The Childless Wife
Season 1 Episode 1

The Childless Wife Episode One

When Lolade was about to get married to her husband, she was thinking that within the first week of living with him, she will become pregnant. This is because she considered herself healthy and very fertile. She knew her family is also very fertile. No one in her family has ever suffered from childlessness or barrenness. Her mother has six children. Her mother even has twins. Her father is a triplet. She can count at least five relatives who have twin children. Therefore, she has never imagined herself being childless. It was therefore a huge surprise when she lived with her husband for five years without having a child.

"Bareness has shown me a lot of trouble. I have never imagined that I will be in this kind of problem. I even kept myself pure until marriage. My husband was the first man that ever touched me. I was not wayward. I was thinking that God will use a lot of children to reward me for keeping myself pure until marriage. But look at me now. This is five years and I have no child. The emotional stress is eating me up.

child. The emotional stress is eating me up. This is too much for me to bear." Lolade said in her heart as she was crying in her room. Each day, she stays at home and weeps.

"This is not what I expected for myself. How can I end up being childless after years of keeping myself pure for my husband? I was thinking that by now, I would have three children." She said. She took a piece of tissue and wiped her nose. She has been enduring the situation but she was getting tired.

"Luckily for me, my husband is a good man. He has been enduring and praying with me. He does not even talk about it much. But I know that somewhere inside his heart, he is worried about not having a child. I'm now 30 years old and my husband is 40 years old. God, when are you going to bless us with our own children? Is it when I reach menopause?" She asked tearfully. She cleaned her nose again. That day, after her husband went to work, she locked herself inside her room. She refused to eat. She said she was fasting and praying.

"I will stay here and cry to God and until he answers my prayers. I don't know what I have done wrong. I did not sleep around when I was single. I was an obedient child to my parents. I have always gone to church to worship God. What have I done to deserve this delay? This is my 5th year in marriage and no cry of a child has been heard in this house. God, I'm tired. Please, visit me and settle my case." Lolade said as she continued to weep. At a point, she got tired of weeping. What stopped her from crying was her phone which started ringing around 12pm. At that time, her face was already swollen due to a long time of crying. She picked the phone and saw that it was her friend Liade who was calling her. She picked the call.

"Hello, Liade. Good afternoon." Lolade said. Her voice was sorrowful and he friend automatically knew that she has been crying.

"From your voice, I know you have been crying since morning. I have told you that crying will not solve your problem. You have to start looking for a solution to your problems. I have been telling you that if you want to conceive, you should let me know and I will take you to a pastor who can help you. It is a simple thing but you have been wasting time. But if you think crying is the solution, you can stay at home and continue crying. I just called to check on you." Liade said with a harsh voice. She has always told Lolade to follow her to a pastor, but she has always refused.

"You know I didn't want to go before because I have my own church and my pastor has advised us against jumping from one church to another in search of a baby. He said it could result into something bad. Our pastor said there Is God in our own church and that we should continue praying. But as it stands now, I'm ready to follow you to anywhere you want to take me to. All I want is a baby. The shame is now too much for me to bear and I cannot take it anymore. Please, I will come to your house immediately so that we can go to the pastor. But are you sure he is good? Are there testimonies of people who have gone to him and got children?" Lolade asked tearfully.

"That is the pastor that prayed for me and I conceived. He is a real man of God." Liade said.

"Alright, I'm on my way." Lolade responded. She took her bath and dressed moderately. She picked her car keys from the table in the living room, and within a few minutes, she was driving to Liade's house. When she got there, Liade joined her in her car and they drove to the pastor's church. They met him in his office. He is a full-time pastor in Lagos, so he is always available.

"Pastor good afternoon sir." Liade and Lolade greeted respectfully. They explained why they came.

"Your problem is simple. I will give you children right here in the church. I will do it myself. I hope you are ready?" The pastor said. Lolade didn't understand.

"I'm ready to do anything sir, but I don't understand when you said you will do it yourself." Lolade asked.

"I mean from the spiritual realm, I have seen that your problem is from your husband. God has told me that your husband cannot get you pregnant. The spirit has told me to get you pregnant myself so that you will pin the baby on your husband. That is what we do here for women who are not able to conceive. A lot of women in Lagos get their children from here." The pastor said.

Lolade was shocked to hear that. However, she was desperate. Bareness has made her to forget what is good and what is bad. At first, she said no to the idea, but her friend dragged her outside and convinced her.

"If you don't know, that was how I conceived my children. All my four children came from the pastor. I got them through the pastor. He got me pregnant when my husband could not do it. It is not a bad thing. A lot of women in this Lagos are doing it." Liade tells Lolade outside the office.

"Hmmm! I will do it, because at this point, I don't have any option. I have suffered enough. If he can make me pregnant, so be it. I will pin the child on my husband. He will not know." Lolade said. They walked into the pastor's office. The pastor took her to a small room in his office and they started while Liade waited for her.

Watch out for episode two.

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 1

The Childless Wife Episode One

When Lolade was about to get married to her husband, she was thinking that within the first week of living with him, she will become pregnant. This is because she considered herself healthy and very fertile. She knew her family is also very fertile. No one in her family has ever suffered from childlessness or barrenness. Her mother has six children. Her mother even has twins. Her father is a triplet. She can count at least five relatives who have twin children. Therefore, she has never imagined herself being childless. It was therefore a huge surprise when she lived with her husband for five years without having a child.

"Bareness has shown me a lot of trouble. I have never imagined that I will be in this kind of problem. I even kept myself pure until marriage. My husband was the first man that ever touched me. I was not wayward. I was thinking that God will use a lot of children to reward me for keeping myself pure until marriage. But look at me now. This is five years and I have no child. The emotional stress is eating me up.

child. The emotional stress is eating me up. This is too much for me to bear." Lolade said in her heart as she was crying in her room. Each day, she stays at home and weeps.

"This is not what I expected for myself. How can I end up being childless after years of keeping myself pure for my husband? I was thinking that by now, I would have three children." She said. She took a piece of tissue and wiped her nose. She has been enduring the situation but she was getting tired.

"Luckily for me, my husband is a good man. He has been enduring and praying with me. He does not even talk about it much. But I know that somewhere inside his heart, he is worried about not having a child. I'm now 30 years old and my husband is 40 years old. God, when are you going to bless us with our own children? Is it when I reach menopause?" She asked tearfully. She cleaned her nose again. That day, after her husband went to work, she locked herself inside her room. She refused to eat. She said she was fasting and praying.

"I will stay here and cry to God and until he answers my prayers. I don't know what I have done wrong. I did not sleep around when I was single. I was an obedient child to my parents. I have always gone to church to worship God. What have I done to deserve this delay? This is my 5th year in marriage and no cry of a child has been heard in this house. God, I'm tired. Please, visit me and settle my case." Lolade said as she continued to weep. At a point, she got tired of weeping. What stopped her from crying was her phone which started ringing around 12pm. At that time, her face was already swollen due to a long time of crying. She picked the phone and saw that it was her friend Liade who was calling her. She picked the call.

"Hello, Liade. Good afternoon." Lolade said. Her voice was sorrowful and he friend automatically knew that she has been crying.

"From your voice, I know you have been crying since morning. I have told you that crying will not solve your problem. You have to start looking for a solution to your problems. I have been telling you that if you want to conceive, you should let me know and I will take you to a pastor who can help you. It is a simple thing but you have been wasting time. But if you think crying is the solution, you can stay at home and continue crying. I just called to check on you." Liade said with a harsh voice. She has always told Lolade to follow her to a pastor, but she has always refused.

"You know I didn't want to go before because I have my own church and my pastor has advised us against jumping from one church to another in search of a baby. He said it could result into something bad. Our pastor said there Is God in our own church and that we should continue praying. But as it stands now, I'm ready to follow you to anywhere you want to take me to. All I want is a baby. The shame is now too much for me to bear and I cannot take it anymore. Please, I will come to your house immediately so that we can go to the pastor. But are you sure he is good? Are there testimonies of people who have gone to him and got children?" Lolade asked tearfully.

"That is the pastor that prayed for me and I conceived. He is a real man of God." Liade said.

"Alright, I'm on my way." Lolade responded. She took her bath and dressed moderately. She picked her car keys from the table in the living room, and within a few minutes, she was driving to Liade's house. When she got there, Liade joined her in her car and they drove to the pastor's church. They met him in his office. He is a full-time pastor in Lagos, so he is always available.

"Pastor good afternoon sir." Liade and Lolade greeted respectfully. They explained why they came.

"Your problem is simple. I will give you children right here in the church. I will do it myself. I hope you are ready?" The pastor said. Lolade didn't understand.

"I'm ready to do anything sir, but I don't understand when you said you will do it yourself." Lolade asked.

"I mean from the spiritual realm, I have seen that your problem is from your husband. God has told me that your husband cannot get you pregnant. The spirit has told me to get you pregnant myself so that you will pin the baby on your husband. That is what we do here for women who are not able to conceive. A lot of women in Lagos get their children from here." The pastor said.

Lolade was shocked to hear that. However, she was desperate. Bareness has made her to forget what is good and what is bad. At first, she said no to the idea, but her friend dragged her outside and convinced her.

"If you don't know, that was how I conceived my children. All my four children came from the pastor. I got them through the pastor. He got me pregnant when my husband could not do it. It is not a bad thing. A lot of women in this Lagos are doing it." Liade tells Lolade outside the office.

"Hmmm! I will do it, because at this point, I don't have any option. I have suffered enough. If he can make me pregnant, so be it. I will pin the child on my husband. He will not know." Lolade said. They walked into the pastor's office. The pastor took her to a small room in his office and they started while Liade waited for her.

Season 1 Episode 5

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..ANNA..


The call came two days later.. I was washing William’s and my clothes outside while humming to Brandy’s ‘Long Distance’, a song I’d come to impulsively love over a course of two days. And I don’t know why but I was really hoping to find condoms in one of Willy’s pockets because I remember Rajesh had mentioned a real man always moves with protection. Thinking Willy was cheating on me was ludicrous cause I knew too well he wasn’t, maybe it was because I myself was cheating thats why I was thinking in bizarre lines? Anyway, the bottom line is I didn’t find anything to suggest my husband was cheating on me and this made me feel a pang of guilt. Why cheat on such a sweet, loyal and faithful man ai? Ah, the thrill of cheating.

I was now loudly singing along to the song as I hang the clothes on the line, “With you is where I’d rather be..but we’re stuck where we are..it’s alright..it’s okay..this long distance is killing me..” when my phone rang, disrupting the song.

Clicking my tongue, I wiped my hands by rubbing them against my chitenge (wrapper), grabbed the phone from the heap of dirty clothes and checked the caller ID. It was a strange landline number.

I put on my best feminine tone. “Hello.”
“Is this Mrs. Anna Mumba Njapau?”

My heart began thumping. Who was this man that I was talking to? “Um..yes.”

“Okay. This is Mutale, am calling from ERB to inform you you’ve been hired as the boss’ personal secretary.”

No..I couldn’t believe my ears. Anna Mumba, a secretary, at Energy Regulation Board? OMG, this was huge news!


“I..thank you.”

“Please report to the office before 8 AM tomorrow.”

“I surely will.”


When William turned up home in the evening, I gave him the news.

He seemed thrilled. “Am so happy for you, Anna. At least now you won’t have to nag me about staying home all the time and watch paint dry as you phrase it,” he chuckled and pulled me into his arms. “The Lord’s hand is finally upon us.”
I couldn’t help cringing, why did he have to mention God?

William kissed my lips, trailed kisses down my neck and I knew he wanted to make love to me which was fine by me but remember the steamy session with Rajesh? Am sure you do.
Once again, I let William do as he pleased. I had nothing to worry about as I was after all back on the pill. You wondering why when I said I wanted to have a child? Well, not anymore. Falling pregnant at this juncture would just cut my fun short so I was better off back on the pill.

It was only after the lousy love making session that I showered and gave Coreen a call, informing her about my job. She sounded genuinely happy even for someone who had once quit a nice job just because her husband had said so.


“That’s really nice, Anna, at least you now have something to keep you occupied.”

“William kinda said the same thing,” I giggled. “Anyway, am just thrilled, Coreen.”

“You have every right to be..” we talked about other stuff for a while and wished each other good night.

William and I slept, cuddling.

I woke up at 5 in the morning, went jogging for twenty minutes and came back. Since when did I start jogging ai? Since Rajesh happened.

Don’t be mistaken, I was really comfortable in my own skin but a girl’s gotta do what she’s gotta do.

7:30 AM found me at the office, I had a job!
The first day wasn’t hard as the old secretary, who was apparently stopping after a week, was there to help me even though I sensed she was kinda envious of me. I just wonder what it is with ugly women and their attitude towards us the pretty ones, mmmmph!

Willy called at lunch and we talked, how refreshing.

I also couldn’t wait to inform my parents that after so long, I had finally landed myself a job.


“Finally!” mum exhaled when I called her once I was back home. “Finally my prayers have been answered. Wishing you all the best, sweetie. Love you.”

“Love you too, mum. My regards to Dad.”

“I’ll pass them along, he’s in the shower.”

“Alright, bye.”

“Bye.”
.


Saturday afternoon, I found myself at an exotic lodge where William had taken me. He was overly sweet this past one week, almost as if he knew what I’d done back at Coreen’s party. Almost as if he wanted me to feel so guilty that I just blurt out I’d cheated on him. But again, don’t they say ‘the guilty are always afraid’? Aha, I was just being paranoid.

Anyway, the date or whatever I can call it was dead boring. I would rather have stayed home and watched Twilight, another movie which doesn’t deserve it’s massive reputation, am just saying.

William and I were having some smoothies when the idea popped up in my mind. I set an alarm on my phone for four minutes later, putting my usual ringtone as the alarm tone.

William was saying, “See, told you Lady Valerie would give me a break,” he patted my hand across the table. “Being with you is just beyond me. I am honestly one of the luckiest men in the world to have married such an understanding, patient and virtuous wife. Thank you, Anna.”

“For what?”

“For being you.”


Was he mocking me? If so then screw him! Thank the Lord, the four minutes was up so my phone rang. I looked at the screen and feigned frowning.


“It’s my boss,” I lied. “I have to take the call. Make a good impression and all.”

William flashed me an assuring smile. “I understand.”

“Hello..yes..like right now?…oh..okay. Am on my way.”


I fakily cut the line. “My boss says I gotta go to the office and work on something which should be presented first thing Monday morning.”

“But didn’t you just knock off like two hours ago? And now you have to go back?”

“I can stay here if you like, Willy. And then I’ll probably lose my job over a trivial thing in the course of time cause my boss will be mad at me for making the company lose this deal.”


If there was one thing William didn’t like, being or feeling guilty so he shrugged and said, “Go, Anna. You have to go.”

“Thanks.” I rose from my seat and kissed him on the lips. “You’re a darling.”

“So are you.”


Once I was on a taxi going nowhere, my mind started processing what I’d just done. Look, Willy had left me so many times claiming he had work to do so now it was my turn to make him feel the pain of your spouse leaving you all alone, prioritizing their work.

Since I had nowhere to go and remembered I’d not yet called Rajesh Sharma since last Saturday, I figured now was the best time to call him. Being me, I’d already made a mental note of all his three lines, which are his office line and two personal lines. And I’d already gotten rid of his business card in case William were to stumble upon it..prevention is better than cure.

I dialled Rajesh’s MTN line and told the driver to reduce the volume. The first call went unanswered. I called again.


“Hello,” he finally picked up.

I felt butterflies jitter in my stomach. “Raj, it’s Anna.”

“You called me Raj.”

“Why..you don’t like being called that?”

“No..as in, I don’t mean I don’t like being called Raj but no one really calls me that so-”

“Well get accustomed cause that’s what I’ll be calling you.”

“Sure..it’s so nice hearing from you again. What have you been up to?”

“I’ll tell you when we meet. Where can I find you?”


There was a pause. “At the hotel, Golden Peacock Hotel.”

“Sharp..Am on my way.”

“Can’t wait to see you.”

“Me neither.”


I arrived at the hotel and told the receptionist who I wanted to see.


“Just a minute,” she sounded all business while she dialled a number on her landline and spoke into the phone. “She says her name is..” she gestured I give her my name again.

I really hated having to repeat myself. “Anna.”

“Anna who?”

“Just tell him that, he’ll know.”

She rolled her eyes. “Ok..I’ll send her up.”

She put the receiver down and curtly said, “Third floor..room 408.”
“Thanks.”

I softly knocked on the door and Raj opened the it, wearing nothing but a towel. I swallowed hard when I saw his abs. “Nice body you got..”S--t! that came out wrong. “Am sorry..was about to say..hi.”

He chuckled, a handsome smile. Is there such a thing, a handsome smile? Really? Whatever!
Raj opened the door a fraction wider. “Come in.”

I went in and he closed the door. I sat on the bed which was nicely made, courtesy of room service I suppose.


“Am just from taking a shower,” he dropped the towel and grabbed a bottle of Nivea from the dressing cabinet. “What’s up?”

I was tongue-tied, mostly because I couldn’t take my eyes off his body. His flaccid penis turned me on already. His whole body was to die for!

My phone saved me by ringing and even as I removed it from my purse, I knew it was William calling.

Real bummer, it wasn’t him. It was Cephas calling me. For the first time in forever!

I picked up and what he told me left me in tears.

I appreciate boss. thanks for reading and for the advice. I'll do that for the next episode.

tonystark007:
Nice one 👍 but I think you should post all the episodes under one thread to keep things together, and probably grow a following

Impressive stories by the way

Marriage Chronicle
Season 1 Episode 4
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continues..
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..COREEN..

“Babe, I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Sure,” said Cephas flatly. I smirked as I made my way towards where Rajesh and Anna had headed, meandering through a string of guests. Just as I anticipated, I heard Anna m0an!ng from the guestroom.

“How pathetic,” I mumbled, taking out my phone and putting it on sound recorder so that I could record her m0ans and she and Rajesh made my work easier with all their loud m0ans and shouting, they must have forgotten they were attending a party.

Well I’d decided to help Anna ruin her marriage seeing as that was her sole purpose. Why do I say this? Because no one in their right mind would be banging another man at their friend’s party knowing too well that they were married. That aside, Anna’s constant questions about Rajesh had sold her off. She desperately wanted to f--k him, of this I had been certain and today I’d been proven right.

If there’s one thing I hate most, it’s spouses who cheat. Marriage is sacred and I know this even though am not the religious type but I believe the vows taken during the marriage ceremony should be taken seriously so it really pisses me off to know someone’s cheating on their partner. Take a good look at me, I’d had two strange encounters so far but that hadn’t prompted me to go cheating on Cephas or jumping to conclusions that he was a Satanist. Let’s now take a good look at the ungrateful Anna whose husband was doing all he could so that she could live a comfortable life and she repays him by sleeping with some random guy? Rajesh was gorgeous, this I admit but what Anna was doing was wrong and I know two wrongs don’t make a right but I was willing to go down the path of helping her ruin her marriage cause it seemed that’s what she wanted.

Taking good looks at people, let’s consider my father who took his own life because his partner was no more and then Anna just decides to cheat on William? Awe(no) this was wrong and I wasn’t gonna allow her play such a good man.

For starters, I’d told Rajesh earlier that day, way before the party started, that my best friend Anna liked him very much.


“You sure you just ain’t pulling my leg?”

“Rajesh, I’ve heard you’re a womanizer and here’s a desperate woman on a sliver platter so you either take her or leave her.”

“She married?” he pursed his lips.


“Yeah.”

“Just how I like em’,” he muttered. “But what are you gaining from this?”

“Am just helping out two friends here.”
He snorted. “Yeah right! By encouraging one to cheat on her husband, huh?”

“She’s a year older than me so I believe she knows what she’s getting herself into.”

“You have a point there.”

“Thanks,” I smiled in triumph. “But don’t you go telling anyone we’ve had this conversation.”

“That’s a womanly thing to do, Coreen.”

“Then I trust you to prove how manly you’re.”

“Coreen, Rajesh, here you are,” said Cephas lightly, joining us outside where we were preparing the braii stand. “What are you talking about? And leave that, I’ve hired some people to take care of all this.”

“That’s so thoughtful of you, honey, but Rajesh and I just wanna feel useful. And he was just telling me about the sari and jewelry shops he owns back in Delhi.”

“Oh..you own such shops, Rajesh?”
He shrugged. “Yeah, it’s no freaking deal, man.”

And the party commenced and William just had to be called, poor thing. If only he knew how low his precious wife was stooping right now..

Anyway, I recorded enough evidence to incriminate Anna if things were to come to that and left the guestroom premises wearing a huge smile on my face.
.
It was two days later when I was coming from the doctor’s office for a check up when I saw her or me. She was wearing the same kimono she’d been wearing back in the bathroom the first time I’d seen her and that had been over a month ago.

Today she stood in the middle of the road causing me to hit emergency brakes. My heart was thumping so fast as I watched the blood drenched Kimono clad me stand right in front of my car, in broad daylight!

Somebody hooted behind me. Couldn’t they see the d--n woman?

She turned to leave before I stuck my head out the window and audibly asked, “What do you want from me?”

Her head turned, literally! As in her face faced me while the back of her head faced the other way. She smirked, “You don’t wanna know.”

Her voice was a replica of mine and this alone chilled my bones. She then practically vanished into thin air.

I gasped. “Am hallucinating,” I convinced myself as I revved the engine. “That just didn’t happen.”

In the evening, I was seated on my bed waiting for Cephas to leave the bathroom where he was taking a cold shower and when he finally did, I blurted out, “I saw her.”
“Who?”

“The woman who looks exactly like I do, walks like me and sounds like me when she speaks.”

“Not again, Coreen,” he sounded agitated. “You know that woman doesn’t even exist!”

“Are you calling me a liar? What exactly is going on, Cephas?”


Shaking his head, he began applying cream on his body. “How am I supposed to know the answer to that question? It’s not as if am the one seeing things, is it?”

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. So my husband cared less that I was ‘seeing things’, as he phrased it. “Maybe all the assumptions people are making are valid after all.”

Cephas paused. “Meaning?”

“Never mind,” I covered myself with a duvet. “Switch the light off when you’re done, I need to get some sleep.”

The following day, I brought a pastor home, one I’d just read about on Facebook. Of course Cephas wasn’t home when the pastor came and I warned both the maid and garden boy not to say a word about this to my husband or else they could as well just start looking for new jobs in advance.


“What exactly did you say is the problem?” asked the pastor as we sat in unison.

I narrated to him what had been going on recently and he frequently shook his head. “This house needs serious prayers,” he finally announced and insisted the maid and garden boy join us in prayer.

As I said earlier, I wasn’t really religious so as the trio prayed, the pastor sprinking holy water in the many corners of the living room, I simply mumbled little words like, “God take that spirit or ghost or whatever she is away from this place, please am begging you.”

It was several minutes into our prayers that the living room door which had been open shut itself tight, with a loud bang.

Everybody froze, the pastor inclusive. And then wind, from no where. The wind was so strong that it blew my weave, sending it flying.


“What’s going on?” asked my 16 year old garden boy who looked dead scared.


“She’s here,” I said, shivering.


“Who?” asked my maid.


“Me!” her voice echoed..me..mee..meee! And yet she was no where to be seen.


“Did you hear that?” I asked the pastor. “It’s her.”
Just then the plasma T.V fell from the wall, falling to the ground and shattering to pieces. The maid screamed, going to hide behind the pastor.


“Who..who are you? What do you want in a house filled with children of God?”
She laughed. “And you call yourself a pastor when just last night you had sex with one of the women in the praise team?” her voice seemed to be resonating from everywhere.


“I..don’t..don’t know what you are talking about you agent of Satan.”

“I have no time for you!”


The four couches rose, high, high, until they touched the ceiling, one even came into contact with the chandelier.

We all stood transfixed on our spots, our heads up, watching the couches which floated in the air for over two minutes before they fell back to the floor, shattering to pieces, almost as if they were made of glass.
She laughed, shrilly. “I’ll be back!”

I looked from the maid to the garden boy and the pastor who had wet his pants, he was clinging to the bible for dear life.


“Am out of here,” the maid was first to speak. “Madam, you can keep your money which was to be given to me tomorrow. I don’t need it!”

The garden boy left without saying a thing, so did the harassed looking pastor.

I sat on the floor once I was alone and cried, I dialed my grandma’s line while crying, not knowing I was making a mistake I’d live to regret.