charlesucheh:
I read and stopped at the point where TOMIWA entered his house looking tensed. Is that where it ended? If not, can you please send it's concluding episode to me?

Dear sir, the story continues, continue following the thread.
Thanks for following.

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“… Tomiwa !” Hannah shouted him back from his state of reverie to the present, he was complrtely lost in his fear and totally oblivious of his surroundings.
“What are you thinking about now?” Hannah asked gently as she perched on one side of the bed. Tomiwa smiled, if only she knew what was going through his mind.
“It is well my dear wife.” He said, failing to assure his wife that the statement was, indeed, true.
“Hmmm, Tomiwa, I am your wife o, you’ve been in this hospital for eight days now because of wounds that the doctor said were deliberately inflicted on you, yet, you say, it is well, I know I act silly sometimes but I know fear when I see or hear it. You are my husband and we’ve been together for so long so it’s only natural for me to know you like the back of my palm and that is why I know you disturbed, Tomiwa, I know you are scared of something you don’t want me to know, this is a marriage, some things are not meant to be hidden.” Tomiwa sighed deeply, he was tempted to tell her the truth but decided it was safer for her to have as little information as possible.

“Hannah, all you need to know is that I am in trouble, I mean big trouble, but I didn’t steal, I didn’t lie neither did I kill but my greed has dragged me into this, I wanted a shortcut to success and now I am facing the music (pause) see, I have two-fifty thousand in the bank, I want you and the children to move out of that house, rent a place far from here and move in with my mother.
"If I survive this with my life intact then I’ll join you, if not, teach our children not to be greedy like me, teach them to be as hardworking as you are, teach them how to be responsible, please let Korede continue his art because he’s really good at it, tell Yejide to keep up with her hardwork in school, maybe she’ll even win a university scholarship so you won’t have to worry about her education, please let…”

Hannah had had enough, her husband was evidently desperate for life but he wasn’t sure he’d get it, she wanted to help but he was shutting her out, she watched as his tears rolled, freely, down his cheeks, he was trying to man up to everything but some things were just too big to be handled alone. Hannah hugged himtight and he did the same, the couple embraced for a few minutes, communicating only with their tears.


TBC
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Hello guys, I'm so sorry for this unusually late update, yesterday was my birthday and I was preoccupied.
Thanks for following, hopefully i'll drop another update before the end of today.
Ayomide loves you all

****HANNAH****


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“Baba, this is rubbish, you should have let me handle it.”
“What do you want me to do, the deed has been done.”
“I know but it could have been avoided, mark my words, I’ll personally deal with Shanawole.” Shadow said angrily.
“We have to be careful, this guy has proven to be a cat with nine lives, if we’re not careful, the police might be on our tail sooner than we expect.” Scorpion chipped in.
“Will you shut your mouth?” Shadow thundered “All thanks to you and that idiot, we all have to look over our shoulders while we walk in the street.” He added now towering over Scorpion.
“Shadow…” Babanla called “… shouting won’t solve anything so please sit.”
“Baba, you’re the cause of all this for trusting such inexperienced fools over me.” The still angry Shadow fired. Scorpion looked away, he was bigger and more hefty in size than Shadow but he knew Shadow had the power to kill him right there and then and nobody would question him. He couldn’t say a word, he knew he’d messed up and had put the gang at risk, he shouldn’t have left Tomiwa to Shanawole knowing fully well that he had a soft spot for him, he should have handled the job himself now he was in trouble with the boss.
“Baba, I accept my fault for this gbege (problem) but please give me one more chance and I’ll clean this up, I promise.” Scorpion pleaded.
“Scorpion, I swear to God, if you say one more word there, I’ll squeeze that useless life out of your worthless body with my bare hands.” Shadow shouted.
“It’s okay boys…” Babanla chided “…Scorpion, you have disappointed me and proven yourself unworthy of jobs like this, there will be no opportunity to redeem yourself on this matter because this is the second time you’ve failed so Shadow will take it up from here and that is final.” He concluded.
“Scorpion, you and Shanawole must see me this evening if you know you don’t want to kiss the earth.” Shadow said.
“Y-y-y-yes-ye-yes-yessir.” Scorpion stammered and Shadow stormed out of the house. Scorpion pleade with Babanla for a while before he took his leave but Baba had no say in the matter, Shadow’s decision was final so Scorpion prepared his mind for the worst but was grateful that his life would be spared.

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Back in the hospital, Tomiwa was awake, the bandages on his head had been taken off, he could see better; the doctor had said he was lucky because the knife cut had miraculously missed his optic nerve, Hannah was full of joy but was still sad that her husband hadn’t told her the full details of his calamity.

Tomiwa sat quietly on the hospital bed, watching Hannah pack his things into a bag. He was afraid, the worst was not over, he knew his life, worse still, his family was in danger, he was thinking of where to run to or at least where to hide his family. he remembered the blow he’d received from Scorpion that fateful day he’d been bold enough to tell him he was longer interested in being their chauffer, the blow had sent him reeling backwards then straight to the ground then a fierce kick to his stomach followed. He’d begged but his pleas had fallen on deaf ears. He didn’t know as much as they thought he knew but he was certain that they were drug dealers and political thugs, he knew their boss was wanted by the drug agency and that the secret service was on them for some political crimes, but that was not his business, he just wanted out, he wondered why they wouldn’t leave him alone. Three days after he’d first indicated that he wanted to leave, Shanawole called and he’d agreed to meet him out of fear, he’d promised that he didn’t know much and that he’d never tell a soul the little he knew but Shanawole would have none of that, he’d turned his back and left him at the mercy of three other guys. He was battered, he face was bloodied, his clothes were thorn and blood stained, he’d even lost a tooth but the torture wasn’t over yet, the blood thirsty hounds that had been unleashed on him were not satisfied yet; they carried him back to his house in his semi-conscious state and had left a scar on the right side of his face with a sharp pocket knife, the pain had been excruciating but he’d mustered enough strength not to shout, well, he’d been gagged during the process, he’d watched his blood drip from the knife to the floor before they’d wiped it clean on his already bloodied shirt. The gag was removed and his consciousness was slipping away, the gang left and locked the door behind them, most likely, they’d kept the key with them. He was now afraid that his whole family was in trouble because of his foolishness.


TBC
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Trust you had a fab weekend.

****HANNAH****


CONTINUATION...


***
Hannah sat dozing in the waiting room, she was drained, both physically and mentally, she’d been in the hospital all night and all day and now, twenty-six hours after Tomiwa was rushed here, she could only boast of three hours of sleep, not all at once but in bits and pieces. She hadn’t slept not because she wasn’t tired but her worrying mind just wouldn’t let her be. Her phone rang, the caller ID displayed ‘mummy’, that was Tomiwa’s mother calling, Hannah was afraid to answer the call, ‘what does she want, abi somebody has gone to do amebo for her ni’ she thought to herself and decided it was best for her to answer the call and find out for herself.

“Mummy, e kale ma.” (Mummy, good evening ma)
“Aya mi, kale bawo ni o?” (My wife, good evening, how are you)
“Daada ni ma.” (very well ma)
“O kare. Ehn, Tomiwa nko.” (Very good. Ehn what of Tomiwa)
“He’s fine ma.” Hannah replied and iya Tomiwa sighed deeply.
“Are you sure?”
“Yes ma, what’s the matter?” she said trying to mask her emotions.
“Nothing but I’ve just been thinking of him lately.” She said and Hannah laughed.
“Mummy, mummy, I know you’re fond of your only child, Tomiwa is fine.”
“Okay, if you say so. Is he there? Let me speak with him.”
“No o, em, he’s not back yet, maybe he’s in traffic, and his phone is off gan, I’ll tell him to call you when he gets back.”
“Oshey omo mi (thank you my child) my regards to the children abi are they there, let me talk to them.”
“Em, no, I, the thing is that me, I’m not at home, I rushed out to buy salt while Yejide is checking the food on fire.” Iya Tomiwa sighed deeply.
“Okay then, give them my blessings.”
“Thank you so much mummy, God bless you.”
“Amen, please remind Tomiwa to call me o.”
“Yes ma, o dabo (bye)”
“Ehn o.” Iya Tomiwa said finally and ended the call.

Hannah knew mummy would call back if she didn’t hear from Tomiwa soon so she decided to switch off her phone, she’d done enough lying for one night. She stared at the basket of food her children had brought earlier and smiled, they’d persuaded her to eat a few spoons before they left and she’d not bothered to touch it since then, she had no appetite for food, how could she eat when her husband was lying unconscious on a hospital bed. She stood and paced up and down the room, the doctor had said she could go in to see Tomiwa when it was twelve AM.

“Mrs Ogungbe?” she heard a male voice ask and turned immediately to see an older doctor in white overalls with a stethoscope hung across his neck.
“Yes sir.”
“Okay, doctor Nike Oriowo is done with her shift and has handed over your husband’s file to me.”
“Okay sir.”
“I’m doctor Philip Enang.” He said and stretched his arm for a handshake. His grip was firm and professional.
“Thank you doctor, please when is it likely that my husband will be discharged?”
“I can’t say precisely but from doctor Nike’s comments, I see he’s responding well to treatment.”
“Okay sir but please, em, when will the bandages on his head be removed?”
“Oh, on doctor Nike’s instruction, they will be removed first thing in the morning.”
“Em, okay sir.”
“It is my duty ma’am, will that be all for now?” Hannah noticed that the doctor was in a hurry but was also trying his best to be polite.
“Em, I’m sorry if I’m delaying sir, when can I go and see him?”
“Oh, very soon, presently, he’s sleeping, his next observation is in thirty minutes, I’ll have a nurse let you know when it’s okay to go in.”
“Okay thank you sir.”
“It is my duty ma’am, my office is the third from doctor Nike’s, feel free to let me know if you need anything.” He said and left when Hannah nodded.

Hannah’s mind was askance; she'd racked her brain all day but was still at a loss of what could have happened, she had too little information to decipher anything. She knew Tomiwa too much to believe he’d gotten in a fight with someone, he was never a fan of physical combat even if he was pushed, he was too calm for that. She knew something was fishy but couldn’t put a lid to it, she needed answers and fast too.


TBC
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oluwafemi1993:
Ayo+Omo+daddy=AYOOMODADDY


Now d suspense begins....
May be she saw shanawole or scorpion or shadow or Babanla

Sha bring d update quickly because my popcorn don finish

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Omo iya mi, mo loyal o, welcome aboard, thanks for following.

Boyooosa:

with this, i know tha you are 'ibile paraku' Continlue, mo n gba dun e!

charlesucheh:
Bro! how do I get the entire story? Pls let me know!

Em, I'm sorry sir, I don't understand o, please explain, thank you.

bummybummy:
Ikun je ogede, ikun redi, ko mo pe nnkan to un je loma pa ohun, translate it to English Ayoomodadddy. just pity Hannah

Em, it's not like am forming o but my Yoruba no too fluent buh lemme translate in literal terms sha
'death dey chop banana, him dey shake yansh, he no know say na the thing wey him dey chop na im go kill am' pardon the pidgin though, I no too sabi English like that

****HANNAH****



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Tomiwa lay on the floor covered in his own blood, he looked dead, Yejide and Korede screamed too, at the sight of their father as Hannah threw down everything in her hands and rushed to her husbands’ side.

“Tomiwa! Tomiwa!! Tomiwa!!! Dide, laju e (stand up, open your eyes), please, Tomiwa wake up, say something…” she pleaded shaking the almost lifeless body vigorously in between sobs, sniffs and free flowing tears; Yejide was crying by her side too, that seemed like the most reasonable thing to do but Korede thought otherwise, he rushed forward and felt his father’s inner wrist for a pulse then checked his beat, it was very slow but he still had a pulse; he ran out of the room to Mr Badejo’s house (he lived with his family in the next house) teary-eyed.

“Good afternoon sir, please…” he said and broke down in tears.
“Korede, talk to me, what’s the matter? Why are you crying?” the alarmed Badejo asked.
“My, m-my daddy, blood, plenty blood, pl-ple-p-please come…” he stuttered but Badejo immediately rushed out of the house to see what was happening then came back to get his car keys before going back to help Hannah carry Tomiwa into back seat of the car then sped off to the general hospital with Hannah desperately holding unto her husband, the other tenants in the house had come out by now and were full of sympathy for the family but Korede wasn’t ready for that so he half dragged his sister back to the room and locked the door. He got to work immediately and started cleaning the blood stains while Yejide sat in a corner and cried.

***

FIFTEEN HOURS LATER.
His head was aching, more like a competition of the best yam ‘pounder’ was taking place right in the centre of his skull, few inches away from his brain, Tomiwa tried to sit up but her strong hand gently pushed him back. ‘Who is this one’ he thought and ‘why can’t I see?” he asked himself then touched a finger to his eyes, something was covering them, much as he tried, he couldn’t take whatever it was off. He heard voices speaking in low tones followed by a sniff, who are they? Where am I? He thought to himself. He tried to sit up again, glad that there was no restriction this time but his body ached so bad that he groaned deeply from the pain and effort then he heard his name, ‘Tomiwa!’ he’d heard Hannah scream, ‘Am I in danger?’ he asked himself.

“Doctor, what happened?” he heard Hannah ask again, why did she sound scared, he tried to speak but his voice failed him then another question popped in his brain; DOCTOR! ‘Doctor ke! Doctor bawo!! Olorun ma je ki emi rogun doctor laye mi (May God never allow me visit a doctor)’ he said to himself then he heard a tiny voice speak, a sing-song female voice.
“Madam your husband will be okay, he just needs to rest for a few more hours…”
“Few more hours again, doctor yii (this doctor) that’s what you said when we first came o and now, more than ten hours later, he still needs to rest ehn, okay o.” ‘This doctor must be a patient woman o but I’m very sure Hannah has not displayed for her yet’ Tomiwa thought to himself.
“Madam, please be patient (pause) oh good, the nurse is here with his medication, this is the last dose.” The doctor concluded, seconds passed then Tomiwa felt a needle pierce his forearm and gradually, as the liquid flowed through his veins, the pain he felt eased until there was no more pain, just peace, don’t get scared, he’s not dead yet, he just fell into a deep sleep so he can properly recover.



TBC
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“Eh!” Hannah exclaimed “… thank God o, I hope you’re not hurt anywhere?”
“Not at all my dear, you should be thanking God that I’m alive (pause) hmmm, I’ve never seen the type of guns I saw today in my entire life, hmmm, if not that God had planned that I’ll still be alive now, who knows the story we’d have been telling now, wo (see) let’s just thank God.” Tomiwa replied. Hannah’s heart was full of so much gratitude for her husband’s safety that she started dancing, it couldn’t have been anyone else but God.
“Oluwa oshey o, Emi mimo modupe o, meta lokan mo yin o o (God thank you o, Holy Spirit I’m grateful, I glorify the trinity) thank you Jesus.” She praised God on her knees for another three minutes while Tomiwa watched.
“My husband, it is well, I was worried o, so worried that I even called mummy to ask if you were with her but she…”
“Ahahn! Ah! Hannah, you shouldn’t have now, you know she’ll be worried and you also know how panicky she can get, let me call her now.” He said then switched on his phone. After speaking to his mother for about six minutes, he ended the call and told Hannah to get his bath water ready. He was mentally drained, he needed to clear his head to enable him think straight, so he decided to stay at home, having no other option of recovery, while Hannah went about her business.

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“Mummy, my maths teacher said she’ll flog me if I don’t come with my textbook to the next class.”
“Ye-ji-de ahahn! Are you the only one in the class? I know your teacher didn’t mention your name.”
“Ehn but mummy, that doesn’t mean I should be among the seventy out of ninety students that don’t have the textbook na.”
“Motigbo (I’ve heard) how much is it?”
“One thousand two hundred.”
“Okay ma, remind me before you go to school tomorrow.”
“Thank you ma.” Yejide said and skated off to a nearby stall where her friends’ mother sold ‘okirika’ clothes, leaving her mother and sleeping brother. Hannah sighed, Tomiwa had become a shadow of himself, his relationship with her and the family in general had taken a down turn, he still bought gifts for them and gave them money whenever they needed it but it ended there, he barely smiled and was never in the right frame of mind for anything. She’d informed her pastor’s wife about the situation and she’d only encouraged prayer; Tomiwa had even stopped attending Sunday service like before, recently, she’d found out that he had a bank account with one hundred and twenty five thousand naira in it, she was yet to confront him though because she just hadn’t found the right time.

Minutes turned into hours and it was time to go home, Hannah packed up for the day and left the market with her children, she’d bought fish, meat and some vegetables for the family’s dinner, Tomiwa barely had appetite for food, she was worried of the sudden change in his behaviour, it had hit her hard, without warning. She no longer talked back at him the way she wanted because he was more aggressive these days and so she’d calmed her temperament too, she was sure the kids were happy about her change. She heaved a deep, sad sigh as she unlocked the door, the sight that met her made her scream.



TBC

****HANNAH****


CONTINUATION...


Twenty breath-taking minutes into the race, Tomiwa stopped and rested on an electric pole close by and sank to the ground, his legs too weak to support his weight. He held his head in his hands and wept, this was a big problem, he needed the money but he didn’t want to go down this path. Five minutes later, he stood, ready and determined to confront the situation head-on.

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To say Hannah was distressed is an understatement, every nerve, hormone, blood cell, organ, bone in her body was freaking out, Tomiwa had never stayed away from home all night without informing her, she was beside herself, she’d paced round the available leg space in the small room intermittently dialling her husband’s number. First he’d let it ring, then he’d ended the call on the first ring; finally, he’d switched off his phone. She’d called his mother to find out if he was there but that only scared the old woman more. She’d cried, blamed herself, prayed too but none of these had calmed her nerves. She couldn’t help the feeling that Tomiwa was sleeping in another woman’s arms; finally she succumbed to nature; she fell asleep only to wake up from a nightmare some minutes before five AM. In the dream, Tomiwa was missing, she combed the area with a search party to no avail, he wasn’t found in the dream. Immediately, she went on her knees and prayed against untimely death. She was tired of worrying but she made up her mind not to leave the house till Tomiwa came home then she busied herself with chores, taking her time so she didn’t have to think too much.

Hannah jerked awake and stood, the banging was too much and too loud, she got angry and decided not to open up until the ‘knocker’ was ready to talk then she heard her name, it was Tomiwa, she rushed to unlock the door and Tomiwa literally burst into the room and slumped on the ground, she looked about the corridor to see who was chasing her husband but didn’t see anybody. She locked the door and went over to his side, he was out of breath, Hannah became alarmed, was he in any kind of trouble, or was he in a fight with someone at the garage, his tricycle was still parked outside which meant he hadn’t ridden it to wherever he’d gone. She checked the time, six forty-five, still quite early, she thought but she was still grateful that Tomiwa was home and alive even though she wasn’t so sure he was safe, she was afraid of the unknown. Five silent, save for Tomiwa’s gasps, Hannah spoke.

“Tomiwa, welcome.” She said, engaging every nerve in an attempt to sound calm but Tomiwa just nodded his acknowledgement.
“What happened, who’s pursuing you?” she tried again, Tomiwa hadn’t fully recovered so he gestured for her to get him drinking water after which he stood then sat in the armchair.
“Don’t worry yourself, everything is fine.” He said, not wanting to scare his wife with details.
“Everything is fine ke and you ran in like a mad man that’s about to be lynched.”
“Hannah, I said don’t worry your head, it’s nothing, I went clubbing with friends ni o and everything was cool until some guys started fighting around five-thirty then the police was invited and one of them shot in the air and everywhere scattered, me I just ran o, I didn’t wait for anybody.”


TBC

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CONTINUATION...


The gang walked back to the waiting Toyota Sienna mini-van, got in with Scorpion comfortably seated in the front passenger seat. Tomiwa drove off into the night as soon as the door was rolled shut. He was nervous, he drove at top speed on Scorpion’s instruction but he was cautious, he hadn’t noticed them bring anything extra into the van and had also noticed the blood stains on the horse whip. He drove cautiously back to the ‘hood’ as Scorpion’s mini-flat was usually called, taking in as much detail as he could from the silent gang. On getting there, they all filed in and everyone one of them had to sleep in the most comfortable spot they found.

The house was dark, Tomiwa’s mind wandered off in thought as he lay staring at the ceiling, the fan was blowing at top speed but he hardly felt it due to the things he was thinking about. He thought of how to retrace his steps and go back to his former life, sure, he would miss the money but it was much more better to be broke than to lose his life. He checked the time on his phone, it was just some minutes past four AM. ‘I have to leave’ he said to himself but that would be foolish if he left at this time. He lay still on the couch, too afraid to even breathe, he’d never seen so much guns at once and in the same place in all the thirty-eight years he’d spent on planet earth, ‘what if they think I know something I’m not supposed to know and they shoot me in my sleep’ he thought and his fear heightened, this was the biggest mess he’d ever found himself in, it was worse than being in debt. His mind went to his family as images of Hannah’s smiling face flashed past his head, he still loved his wife despite her trouble, he saw Korede running around with his new ball, he also his paintings, the framed family painting he’d made, the boy was really good at this, then he saw Yejide dancing in her school uniform because she’d come first again in her class, his heart sank deep, almost reaching his toes, what would become of his family if he died? That would only mean more suffering. He saw his mother’s frail body, he’d begged her to come and live with him but she’d refused saying she’d manage till he got a bigger place, he thought of all the promises he’d made to his family, all his big dreams and a cold sweat broke on his forehead, how could he have been so selfish, how did he allow greed to take over and rule his mind, he’d only been thinking about how to make quick cash not putting into consideration the fact he was getting his hands dirty and that there’ll be consequences, he completely neglected his family but now, he knew that there is no short cut to success. If only he’d politely refused that one thousand naira but he hadn’t, now, he was stuck, left alone to bear his cross, he had no idea how but he was strong-willed, he had to get out of this mess somehow, anyhow without getting himself in bigger trouble, he knew it would be unwise to suddenly start ignoring them, he just knew he had to do something.

Time was at a standstill, Tomiwa lay awake, in fear of the unknown, through the painful one hour before it was five-thirty then he woke the nearest person to inform him he was leaving. As soon as he walked out of the gate to the one-storey building with eight mini flats, Tomiwa broke into a fierce run with his heart secured in his closed mouth, he was afraid, what if they sent someone after him, he thought and the fear strengthened him and he ran faster oblivious of where he was going, he just ran, not caring what the nine-five workers scattered everywhere on their way to work, thought of him, he just ran from nothing and no one in particular, fear made him run for dear life.


TBC

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CONTINUATION...


Tomiwa sighed, he knew he’d got himself in a deep mess but he had to do it, he needed the money so bad. Right there and then, he promised himself to stop once he’d saved enough to establish himself; ‘I give myself six more months and I’m done.’ He said to himself then decided to go to the garage.
***
There were six of them, heavily armed with pistols and handguns, each of them was masked and all the guns had silencers attached to them. Chief Aregbeyo knew he had to cooperate except he was ready to lose his life. Their leader sat on a stool in front of the chief, ready for what seemed to be a chat.

“Olakunle Aregbeyo aka chief Aregbeyo…” scorpion began “… you know why I accepted this job, it’s because I like you, your name just hit me like that and I fell in love with it…” he paused briefly and looked at his colleagues “… abi don’t you think the name is nice?” he asked and turned back to face the chief.

“Olakunle stands for money full house then Aregbeyo means you dey always happy when you see your friends, what a nice name! But since we are your friends and you haven’t come to see us, we are here.” He said. He talked on for another five minutes, urging the chief to be calm and that they wouldn’t hurt him if he cooperated with them while the chief merely nodded.
“So chief, what do you have to say?”
“Please, please, don’t hurt my family and please before you kill me, tell me who sent you.” He said and the gang burst into epileptic fits of laughter.

“You must be very stupid!” Scorpion thundered and crashed the butt of his gun down the side of the chief’s face, the latter let out a cry which only angered the thug more. Scorpion got to his feet and gave the chief a fierce kick making sure the heel of his timberland boot drew blood from his nose; he pulled the chief up by the collar of his pyjama shirt.

“I hate the likes of you, I hate your guts, I even hate the person that sent me but you’re very lucky I signed a contract and I was asked not to kill you.” He spat and pushed him down roughly then signaled to one of the boys to give him a cigarette stick and a lighter.
“Now I will sit back and enjoy the rest of the show.” He said and sat in an armchair. Another guy came forward with a horse whip to beat the chief.
Fifteen strokes later, the chief’s face was bloody.

“Be wise!” Scorpion said finally and the gang filed out of the house. When they’d gone, the chief touched his swollen face and winced, all the strokes had been deliberately targeted at delicate skin of his face and neck, he looked round him, at the blood stained tiles and shook his head, he had so many enemies, that’s what politics is about, it was a dirty game and whoever sent these guys was ready for a rough ride, I got to his feet promising himself to get to the bottom of the matter.


TBC
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Next update by Monday, thanks for following.

****HANNAH****


CONTINUATION...


Hannah woke with a start, her wrapper was soaked in her own sweat, she touched her face and it was there, the tears were real, she’d been crying in the dream, the nightmare was terrible. In the dark room, she felt the bed for her torchlight and switched it on, grateful that she’d charged it the previous night. The room was illuminated by the white light. She looked round the room, her family was sound asleep, just then, Tomiwa shifted on the bed and she sighedthen turned off the flash light. Tomiwa had changed so much, it had been two months since he’d stopped being an everyday-keke-rider, now he only went to the garage when he was bored, he’d been bringing money home at least once a week and whenever she’d asked how he got it, he always waved her away, the money was much and so constant that they were already planning to move to a bigger apartment. She sighed deeply, Tomiwa was still a great father to their two kids and she was grateful but their relationship as a couple was dwindling, even communication was now a big deal. Her mind went back to the dream, it was a weird one in that she’d been crying all through, over what and why, she could not remember, there was something creepy about it though, she hadn’t been crying, she’d been mourning someone or something, her mind was bare of details save for the fact that she’d been wearing black from head to toe and it was really scary. She honestly hoped it wasn’t as bad as it seemed; she was at a loss for what to do so she did the one thing she believed in, the only thing that could soothe her fraying nerves, what she’d been taught as a child and what she was teaching her children, she prayed, prayer had always been her escape right from when she was a child and even now. After praying, she went back to sleep with her faith.

When it was five AM, the family got up as usual even though the children were on holidays but Tomiwa had suggested that Hannah took them to her parents’ and so, their bags were packed and ready. When everyone was done, morning prayers had been said, breakfast had been eaten and it was time to move, Tomiwa lay on the bed tapping at the new android phone he’d bought one week ago.

“Tomiwa we’re ready.” Hannah announced and Tomiwa sat up while the expectant children were waiting eagerly by the door. Tomiwa retrieved ten crisp one thousand naira notes from his wallet and gave them to his wife.
“That’s ten thousand naira for your parents…” he said then retrieved two extra one thousand naira notes “… this one is for your transport.£ he added as his wife collected the money with a puzzled look on her face.
“Aren’t you dropping us?” she asked.
“Obviously, I’m not, se I’m tired, I need to rest.” He said and Korede’s face fell, ‘daddy has changed’ he thought to himself, the dad he knew would only be too glad to carry them in his tricycle but not this man.
“Okay o.” Hannah said resignedly and ushered the children out of the room. As soon as they’d gone, Tomiwa decided to call Shanawole.

“Hello sir.” He said as soon as he answered.
“Tomiwa how far na.”
“I dey o, I just call to greet you o, make una no forget me o.”
“No shaking, e good as you call because I bin wan call you before sef, work dey wey you go do.”
“Ah, I get luck o, thank you sir, which day be that?”
“Na today, rather tonight because na night journey.”
“Ehehn, wetin night journey mean abeg?”
“No worry your head, just show for my side around six PM.”
“Em, okay sir.”
“No carry keke come o, motor dey wey you go drive.”
“Okay sir.” Tomiwa said and Shanawole ended the call. Tomiwa was sceptical, he had a bad feeling about this ‘night journey’, he adjusted his sitting posture and stretched, he’d never given a deep thought to the nature of this guys’ job but somewhere at the back of his mind, he’d always suspected them to be an organised cartel of drug dealers and at other times, such as this, he couldn’t help but think that they were armed robbers.


TBC

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“Thank you sir.” Tomiwa said beaming then Shadow reeled off and address to him and instructed him to call Shanawole or Scorpion if he had any difficulties before dismissing him.
On the way, Tomiwa was tempted to check the content of the bag but he didn’t, he just felt too grateful to the handsome young man whose name he didn’t know. He got to his destination an hour later and was told to wait for fifteen minutes before he was attended to, when it was time, he was ushered into a furniture bare room and searched thoroughly then into another where the bag was received. The receiver looked the bag over for some time then made a quick call to inform whoever it was that ‘the package’ had arrived before he was dismissed finally. On his way out, he was given a brown paper bag that contained his pay. An overjoyed Tomiwa checked the time, one PM, he still had to ride one hour to the mainland then about twenty more minutes to the garage if he still wanted to go on with his business as usual but he decided to go home straight.
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Shadow sat in his room, hunched over his laptop when a call came through, it was the boss.
“Hello.” He said casually with one hand still tapping at the PC’s keyboard.
“Shadow, I think he’s good to go.”
“Hmmm, was the seal intact?”
“Yes, very, what’s your opinion?” Babanla asked.
“He’s a poor man, desperate but not too desperate still but he has the right amount of desperation for the job, he needs the money really bad, I have assessed him, he won’t talk.”
“Hmmm, Shadow, I trust your judgement but if he becomes difficult, you know what to do.”
“Yes boss.”
“By the way, when’s your trip due?”
“Two days.”
“Very well then, we’ll see what happens on your return.” Babanla concluded and ended the call. Shadow closed the laptop, got to his feet and got dressed. The lady from earlier lay sprawled on the bed, he gathered her in one heavy heap and lifted her as her head and arms hung limp, he carried her to the living room and dumped her drugged body on the couch then went back to pack her things from the room an dropped them carelessly on the floor beside her, he looked at her awhile ‘she’ll come round soon’ he thought to himself then went back to the room to continue what he was doing, he had business to handle and he wasn’t ready to put the whole crew at risk. After a while, he went over to the wardrobe and retrieved his .38 caliber smith & Wesson pistol, loaded and put it in his belt holster then wore a black leather jacket over it. He looked himself over in the full mirror screwed to the wall, he was good to go, he picked his backpack, wore his vans, locked the room, pocketed the key and left the house not forgetting to wear his black Adidas fez cap. Off he went, into the night to sort out the boss’ dirty laundry, that’s why they called him Shadow, he is stealth and inconspicuous, he could blend perfectly into the night without a stealth gear, he is Shadow; crafty, intelligent, cunning yet he looked innocent, his handsome features would never give him away, he looked like one who couldn’t hurt a confused fly let alone a wicked mosquito but tonight, he was on a mission to end a life or at least leave an unforgettable scar, he is Shadow; ruthless and bloody, always enjoying the suffering and pain of his victims, none of his victims ever noticed him until he was too close and had backed them in a corner, he is Shadow; he followed his victims everywhere making sure they had no escape route and didn’t leave until they’d breathed their last, he is Shadow; even closer than your shadow, whenever he spared a life, it was usually maimed and even wished, literally begged, for death. He is Shadow, his victims’ worst nightmare.


TBC.

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CONTINUATION...


“I am sorry.” She muttered and Tomiwa hissed.
“See, I have had a very long and tiring day, I want to sleep.” He said and climbed the bed. Hannah smiled to herself ‘ so the witches and wizards of my village are not satisfied yet, first they turned my father against me for years now my husband abi, well I won’t fold my hands and watch, I must pray against that strange woman or women in my husband’s life.’ She thought to herself then prayed for some minutes before joining Tomiwa on the bed.

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Tomiwa sat cautiously in the armchair, he had a bad feeling about his dealings with this guys but the pay was handsome, soon, a lady came in with a glass of juice for him, she dropped the tray on the stool beside him and smiled before sitting in the armchair across from him.
“You will be attended to shortly.” She said and he smiled. He looked the girl over and shook his head, she was too much temptation, she had on jean shorts that looked more like panties and a black bra top. She sat cross-legged such that it was impossible for Tomiwa to look in her direction and not see her buttocks; maybe she was sitting that way on purpose; he looked at her again and her exclaimed in his mind, her bosom was full and her cleavage was graciously exposed, he looked at her face briefly, she had on a seductive evil smile. Tomiwa smacked himself mentally and unconsciously traced his wedding band ‘I am a married man and a father, I shouldn’t be looking this girl.’ He chided himself but this lady was all shades of temptation; she shifted seductively in her seat with her eyes trained on him, watching and most likely enjoying his uneasiness while Tomiwa just sat like a fool half-expecting her to walk over and start touching him. Tomiwa swallowed hard, sitting here was getting too uncomfortable for him, he took a large gulp of his mango juice and adjusted in his seat, he wondered what was taking whoever was supposed to attend to him so long to appear and just then, he was saved by the gun.

A tall chocolate skinned man with a very handsome face but very lean features walked out from the inner quarters of the house holding a small bag. He was wearing khaki shorts and a football jersey, his heard was scraped bald and his beards looked very neat. The lady smiled and excused herself while Tomiwa heaves a deep sigh of relief. Shadow looked Tomiwa over and smiled cynically.

“Get up…” he ordered and Tomiwa did. “You’re the keke guy right?” he asked.
“Yes sir.” Tomiwa answered in his most confident voice.
“Good, follow me, let’s talk.” Shadow said and led the way through the kitchen to a veranda, he waved Tomiwa to one of the three plastic chairs arranged side by side while he leaned casually on the railings, not minding that he was three storeys above the ground.
“Now, my boys have assured me that you are trustworthy and that my package is safe with you.” He said, gesturing to the bag and Tomiwa nodded.
“Good, I want you to deliver this bag to a location; can you do that for me? (Tomiwa nodded again) I see you are a man of little words which is fine by me, it only makes my job easier…” he said and handed Tomiwa the bag.
“… how much will you collect from here to Ritaville?” he asked.
“Sir, those other two guys just pay what they feel like, I don’t charge them sir.”
“You mean you don’t have a fixed price?”
“No sir, I don’t work up to Ritaville and I don’t even know how much it costs to get there.”
“Very well then, I will give you seven thousand naira and an extra three thousand naira to buy fuel.” Tomiwa wanted to jump for joy but he had to control himself, a whooping ten thousand naira for a trip, he could do this all his life if given the chance.


TBC

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Tomiwa was fed up, his wife was just being stupid. ‘maybe she’s possessed by an anti-hapiness demon’ he thought as he pushed her away from himself.
“I have no time for this woman, so please get out of my way.” He said and walked out of the room. Hannah blinked in quick succession, her husband had never walked out on her like this, she’d expected him to push her and go to bed while she conyinued shouting but she was shocked at his reaction, she became panicky, did this mean she was going to lose her husband due to her nagging, her feet were glued to the ground, she couldn’t move them, she even tried to call him back and realized she’d lost her voice, she watched him leave the room and slam the door hard behind him, her knees buckled from the shock and she slumped to the ground and soundlessly cried. She just let the tears flow, feeling too weak to make any sound; Tomiwa had never acted this way, different thoughts rushed through her mind, maybe it’s a woman that is giving him money. Yejide stirred on her mattress and Hannah’s sorrow increased, what if Tomiwa never came back, where would she go, that would spell doom for her, how would she cater for the children alone, how would she pay the rent and school fees, she couldn’t do any of these alone, she wiped the tears, she had to stay positive, Tomiwa was not a heartless man, she was sure he’d be back soon so she decided to wait till he came back so she could apologize. She waited and waited and waited, constantly checking the time on the wall clock and cross-checking with the one on her phone but Tomiwa didn’t return that night, her imaginations ran wild as she couldn’t control her thoughts, later, four painful hours of waiting in vain, she succumbed to the power of the tears she’d been holding in, she cried briefly then went on her knees to the one thing she knew was right, she prayed but she still did not have a strong enough faith to battle her fears and calm her nerves. She drifted into an uneasy sleep, and was beside herself all night then it was five AM and she had to get up to prepare for the day still hoping that Tomiwa would show up at least for a bath so she could apologize but that did not happen; the children, ofcourse, were surprised that their father wasn’t home but they knew better than to ask their already agitated mum. The day went by
The day went by quickly with Hannah hardly concentrating on her business, she’d tried Tomiwa’s number severally but to no avail, he’d rejected all her calls. She closed her stall early and went home sad, she instructed Yejide to prepare dinner while she lay hopelessly on the bed. Around nine PM, Tomiwa came home with goodies for the children and a plate of food, Hannah’s joy knew no bounds but she kept a lid on it, he replied his family’s greetings and went on to eat.
“Tomiwa, where were you last night?” Hannah asked when she was sure the children were asleep.
“Woman, I am not ready for your queries this night.” He replied.
“Okay o, but you know what you did was wrong, you left just like that, I was worried and you…”
“Worried ko, worried abi angry that I didn’t give you the opportunity to run that loose tap you have as a mouth.” He cut in and Hannah smiled, she wasn’t going to argue even though she found it difficult to say sorry.
“No o, I was worried because you weren’t picking my calls.” She said calmly
“See ehn Hannah, if you’re not careful, this your mouth will just push me into another woman’s arms, there are already a lot of them at the garage there making passes at me, it won’t take me anything to start sleeping with them, it’s just the fear of God that is holding me back.” He fired. Hannah swallowed hard, she had no idea her marriage was sitting on the sharp edge of a knife and could be torn apart without her even realizing it.


TBC

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CONTINUATION...


“Any show?” Babanla asked in a husky voice which meant the boss just got served by a girl.
“Baba, everything dey normal, we have confirmed the guy’s routine.” Shanawole replied.
“Okay good, Shadow, what is the next line of action, what do you have planned?”
“Baba, we don’t need to give him too much info, Scorpion will approach and tell him that we’d always contact him whenever we need a ride.” Shadow, the one who’d followed Tomiwa from the canteen, replied.
“Shadow, that sounds too easy.”
“Baba, I know but trust me, once we have used him like four or five times, we’d start dropping bits of info, that way, he’d at least be waist deep before he figures out anything.” Babanla smiled, Shadow was the brain behind his success, he could never disagree with him when it came to business and he just felt whatever he said was right and final; being a first class graduate of economics, Babanla had every reason to believe that Shadow was a certified strategist. He knew that the other boys in the inner circle were jealous of his behaviour towards Shadow but he cared less, he couldn’t let other people’s feeling destroy his business.
“Fine…” he finally said “… That’s final boys, the Shadow has spoken and I believe you can handle yourselves from here, Scorpion serve them, I have unfished business, I’ll see you guys later.” He concluded and went back the way he’d come. Shanawole and the other guy sat beaming knowing fully well that the phrase ‘serve them’ didn’t mean just drinks, it also meant there was a package containing at least fifty thousand naira in it, except Shadow, he was always serious. Shadow collected his package and walked out of the house without saying goodbye to anybody but the guys were used to it, he was the boss’ right hand man and they couldn’t complain.
“Wetin dey always do this Shadow guy sef.” The new recruit, the one that had gone with Shanawole to the canteen, asked.
“Ol’boy, you better mind your mouth, if Baba hear you, your own just fit finish nanow, I no go do like say I know you gan.” Scorpion chided.
“Rugged, I no pity you at all o, I dey always tell you say no be everything wey your eye see na im your mouth go talk, abeg no kobalise my career o because if anything happen, na me them go call.” Shanawole further scolded the nineteen year old.
“Okay, e don do, make we sef enjoy small now.” Scorpion said and retrieved a bottle of vodka from the boss’ mini-bar just behind the dining table.

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“Tomiwa, I’m your wife and confidant, just tell me how you got the money.”
“Hannah it’s like you’re the one satan sent to ruin my mood this night abi, well for your information, go back to those that sent you and tell them I’m not around.” Hannah clapped her hands thrice.
“When you’re not doing taxi business, ordinary keke rider lasan lasan and somebody is always paying five thousand for drop, ordinary keke o and it’s not as if you’re going far o. just garage to Ganiu street that the highest amount you’ll collect for a trip is four hundred and somebody paid five k, okay, you’ve turned me to mugu abi or you think I’m stupid abi or maybe you’ve started taking things that don’t belong abi and…”
“Hannah! If you don’t shut up now, I will slap that your loose mouth, you must be stupid, infact you’re mad, it is me that you’re talking to in that manner abi, you’re raising your voice at me.” Tomiwa shouted while Hannah stared wide-eyed with both hands on her chest, seconds later, she broke into a sarcastic laugh and clapped again.
“Eh, I am finished, my husband wants to slap me…” she said to no one in particular then turned to face Tomiwa.
“… So because I asked you a simple question, you want to beat me, because I asked a simple question Tomiwa you want to slap me, oya na, this is my face now, come and slap infact, this is my whole body, beat me, what am I saying gan, kill me, if you don’t kill me today, you’re a bastard, kill me o and eat my flesh.” She said and held Tomiwa by his shirt collar as she pushed her head on his chest.


TBC
P.S: Next update comes on Monday.
Thanks for following.

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CONTINUATION...


One innocent week later, Tomiwa sat at his favourite canteen eating when Shanawole walked in with a younger guy. They sat two tables away from the oblivious Tomiwa and communicated in low tones so as not to attract attention to themselves, the plan was to remain as inconspicuous as possible to avoid Tomiwa suspecting anything; they both ordered their food and ate normally like other customers. Tomiwa finished eating before them and left the canteen, from their findings, they knew he’d walk back to the garage, rest awhile before continuing his business. Unknown to Tomiwa, there was a lanky young man waiting just outside the canteen ready to follow Tomiwa just to re-confirm his daily routine, as expected; Tomiwa casually walked the short distance to the garage and went straight to his tricycle to rest. The guy lingered around awhile but never strayed too far from his target, he was extra cautious of his actions because he could not be noticed by any of the garage touts else he was a dead man. He walked briskly to the rendezvous and was glad to meet his colleagues waiting in the getaway car; he got in quickly and they zoomed off. They all alighted at their destination and walked into the expensively furnished living room of the three-bedroom flat that belonged to Babanla. Scorpion was on hand to receive them then he heralded their arrival to the boss who appeared minutes later with a tobacco cigar stick jutting out from the right side of his mouth and a bottle of Hennessey in one hand. One look at him and you don’t need an external observer to tell you he was high; he sat heavily in one of the three cream leather armchairs and propped his legs on the glass centre table. One point to note about Babanla is that no matter how high he was, when it came to business, he was always alert.


TBC
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Anticipate.

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Two days later, as was his usual practice, Tomiwa dropped his children in school and his wife at the market before heading to the park for the day’s business. It was a beautiful Tuesday morning, the weather was just right and everybody at the park went about their business as usual. Five long trips into Tomiwa’s day, luck smiled at him; he’d just dropped off a passenger and was about turning when two hefty guys walked up to him.
“Oga you dey do drop?” one of them asked.
“It depends because I no dey like to go far like that, where you dey go?”
“Na just Ganiu street there.” The second one replied, pointing to indicate that their destination was close.
“Okay, na five hundred o.”
“Oya make we dey go.” The first one replied as they got into the tricycle, Tomiwa smiled at his luck, he’d expected them to haggle the price even though he wasn’t willing to accept anything less than three hundred naira. Soon, they got to their destination, paid their fare and turned when a voice stopped them.
“Na that guy carry una come?”
“Babanla, na him o, you know am?”
“He don carry me for free before, how much you can give am?”
“Na drop we do so na five fibre we give am.”
“No o, add one bale join.”
“Okay.” And he gave Tomiwa an extra one thousand naira. The happy Tomiwa smiled and thanked them before leaving.
As soon as he left, one of the hefty guys spoke.
“Babanla, I just dey reason am o, that guy go dey useful for us o.”
“Shanawole, I dey shame for you o, you no con get sense again, why you dey talk like this, person wey we nor know, I don dey tell you say you no dey get sense for afternoon but you no wan gree.” The second guy replied. Babanla was lost in thought, shanawole could be right, the tricycle rider could actually be useful if they approached him in the right way; meanwhile the two hefty guys had engaged in a curse battle.
“Eish!” babanla shouted to quiet them.
“Everytime, I dey always ask God why hin gimme two senseless omose (workers) like you, una two no dey get sense except when money is involved.” He added.
“Baba, na this idiot o, I just bring suggestion come and he…” Shanawole was saying before Babanla hushed him.
“Just shut your dirty mouth, I never talk finish, you don dey display another round of foolishness (pause) now, you Shanawole, your suggestion actually has sense in it but we know next to nothing about this guy so from tomorrow, you must follow him around and monitor his movements to find out his daily routine while Scorpion will monitor the garage for any suspicious activities and please make sure you are as discreet as possible. I need a report by Friday.” He said with an air of finality, Shanawole and Scorpion nodded to show that they understood the instructions and then followed Babanla into the house.
Meanwhile, Tomiwa continued his business as usual, grateful for the little fortune he’d made. After the day’s business, he went home to be with his family. As was the family tradition, everyone had to summarise their day to the whole family after dinner then night prayers will be said and everyone could go to bed.



TBC

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CONTINUATION...


When he got home, he met Korede crouched and crying in a corner of the room while Yejide, who obviously had failed to pacify him, rushed to greet him and collect the things he’d bought. Tomiwa walked to the crying eleven year old boy and lifted him in his arms, he had to admit that the boy was growing faster than he’d imagined.
“Akanni, what’s wrong?” he asked
“Mummy beat him.” Yejide supplied while Korede sniffed.
“Senior advocate of my brother, thank you ma, I wasn’t talking to you.” Tomiwa replied jokingly since Yejide had always said she wanted to become a lawyer and the latter smiled.
“Mu-mmy tore m-m-my draw-i-i-drawing book.” Korede stammered and Tomiwa shook his head, Hannah always complained that the child was wasting her money when in actual fact she was the one wasting money by tearing and sometimes burning his drawing books, Tomiwa made up his mind to talk to his wife and try to find out the basis of her hate for arts. He dropped the boy, who by now had calmed down a notch, and held him firmly on the shoulders.
“Akanni my boy, don’t mind your mummy ehn, I will buy two new drawing books and one poster colour for you and I promise that your mother will never touch your stuff again so cheer up.” He said and his son smiled. Minutes later, while he was playing with the children, his wife came in carrying a pot of food with a torch light firmly secured in her slumber net.
“Yejide!” she shouted “… see your useless life, I’m in the kitchen and you’re here playing, wait sef, you want to tell me that you didn’t hear that I was calling you since abi.” She added with a fierce frown on her face, the air in the room seemed still as though everyone stopped breathing; anticipating Hannah’s next line of action . a scared Yejide jumped to her feet while Korede snuggled closer to his dad on the bed.
“Hannah, Hannah, I don’t like the way you shout at these children o, you should take things easy now.” Tomiwa advised in a surprisingly calm tone.
“Ehehn, sorry o Mr father of children, I will take things easy when you stop pampering them. Oya two of you, before I open my eyes, go and bring the remaining things in the kitchen, if you like waste time but if anybody steals my things peren, you will smell your yansh.” She hissed and the children rushed out of the room with Yejide leading the way with a torch light.
“Sha rora. (be careful)” Tomiwa said and sat up on the bed.
“Good evening, welcome, how was work today?” she replied.
“Work was fine o, I had no idea I deserved any greeting tonight.”
“I’m sorry, those children have been annoying me since I got back.”
“Okay, I see, that explains why you tore yet another of Korede’s drawing books.”
“Don’t even go there o Tomiwa, don’t go there, the boy will be wasting my money and you expect me to fold my hands abi, that’s how you will do do do that you will spoil them so much that they won’t know the value of money.”
“Ehehn, I didn’t know wasting now has another meaning o because from what has been happening, I thought you were the one wasting money since you’re always tearing the drawing books the child bought with money.” Tomiwa said with mock seriousness.
“Tomiwa please o, I am not ready for this.” Hannah replied shortly and Tomiwa raised his hands in surrender and grinned.
“Okay ma but tomorrow, I’m buying two drawing books for my son and I must not hear that one mummy tore it o.” Hannah knew she’d lost the argument so she smiled; Tomiwa was a man of little words and she knew that she sometimes took him for granted but that was no excuse when it came to him being serious and in this case, she could hear the seriousness in his voice. She smiled again realising that she was falling in love with her husband more and more every day. By now, the children were back in the room; with dinner served, the family got down to business, said their night prayers and went to bed.



TBC

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Iya Ruth smiled to herself because David, in a few minutes, had just voiced her thirteen year old thoughts, she was glad that his three-year old marriage was beginning to change him or maybe fatherhood was the cause. She looked in her husband’s direction and was shocked to see the hint of a smile hidden at the corner of his lips, she knew her husband to well and knew he was definitely feeling like a proud father. The silence in the room was killing, it seemed like it had a very sharp knife and was gradually slicing iya Ruth’s delicate skin, she decided to do something about it and speak.
“Oshey ok mi.” she said to David who looked unsure of himself as though he thought his father would slap him or something. Mr Ayodeji looked at his son, he was proud of him, David had never talked back at him or disobeyed him and he was beginning to think of him less of a man but with this speech, he could proudly say that he had a son; he’d even secretly wished David was like Hannah not for any spectacular reason but because he just thought he’d feel better.
Baba cleared his throat and looked straight at David who still didn’t have the courage to look back at him.
“David…” he began “… David, my dear son, to say I am not surprised with the way you spoke is a big lie, infact, I am shocked but not in a bad way, I am proud of you and very glad with what you’ve said, indeed you have spoken well. Truth is I have long forgiven your sister but her hard head is what is killing her, I would be glad if you can talk to her in this manner too.” He said and the whole room brightened, the tension disappeared and David and his mother smiled. The family chatted awhile then David went home.

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“Oga give me my money now.”
“Bros, I no get change.”
“Ehn, how much dey your hand make I go find change come.”
“No be that kain change I dey talk, wetin I mean be say I no get bar.”
“Oga wtin be this now, you for tell me for park now.”
“My guy no vex, I go give you latest by next week.” Tomiwa smiled, so he had to wait till next week for ordinary fifty naira.
“No worry, dey go but next time e go better make you tell the driver before una comot park, no be everybody fit free you.”
“My guy no shaking, no worry I no you wella, I go give you your money, thank you ehn.” The passenger said, tapped Tomiwa on the shoulder and walked away; Tomiwa shook his head, he couldn’t count the number of passengers he had carried for free. He turned the tricycle round and went back to the park. On getting there, a garage tout walked up to him.
“Wos, wobi ogbeni…” he said and Tomiwa obeyed “… That passenger wey wear fez cap, the one wey you carry nanow, hin pay money?” Tomiwa smiled, how did it concern a garage boy whether his passenger paid or not.
“Yes now, hin pay now, before nko.”
“You sure, if hin no pay, talk now o make we go treat hin f up.”
“Alaye, the guy pay, na fifty naira hin gimme.”
“Okay, no wahala.”
“Em, alaye, no vex o, the guy do you bad before?”
“Oga ade shut up, na the thing way I ask you make you answer.” Tomiwa knew he had to keep quiet at this point so I raised both of his hands in salute until the tout walked away. He pondered on the episode briefly and casually brushed it off his mind as one of those things that happened in the garage. After seven more trips, Tomiwa decided it was time for him to go home, he’d promised to buy sliced bread for his children and he did that then filled his fuel tank in preparation for the next day and headed home.


TBC

Divepen1:
It means your story will be made sticky on the board I.e when people visits the board, they see it first.
And it has high chances of being recommended for Fp

Oh, I see... Please pardon my illiteracy, biko what is 'Fp'... No vex.

Ademidun18:
i wore a brown skirt,white inner and black blazer in my profile picture.there is also a royal blue toyota avensis in the background of the picture.

Okay, done, I'm Oloruntobi E Ayomide on facebook.... Small world though, we have a mutual frien gan sef

Thanks for the comments guys, I'm very grateful but I need clarification o, what does 'moderator's pick of the day'
I'm guessing it's a good thing, maybe I should start dancing...

****HANNAH****


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“Be mi fun kini? (beg me for what?)” Mr Ayodele asked.
“Daddy e ma binu si wa, a mop e ati se yin sugbon dariji wa… (daddy, please don’t be offended, we know we’ve wrong you but please forgive us…)” mummy Tomiwa was saying before Mr Ayodele raised his hand to silence her.
“E o se mi o, emi o binu si yin o, mio de mo nnkan ti e wa be mi fun (you haven’t offended me, i’m not angry with you and i dont know what you’ve come to beg me for).” He said
“Daddy wa e jo sah (please sir).” Mummy tomiwa said and went on her knees and iya Ruth did same since Tomiwa had been prostrating all through.
“Ah, ah, ah, stand up o, don’t put me in trouble o, what will people think if someone walked in and saw all three of you like this, I said you’ve not offended me and I don’t know why you’re begging me neither am I angry with you so please stand up.”
“No sir, let us remain like this.” Tomiwa pleaded and Mr Ayodele laughed, in my opinion, I think he was enjoying the attention and the feeling of being a very important father in-law but hey, I’m just an observer, I really don’t know what’s on his mind.
“If it is about the wedding, don’t worry, I’ll be there, I have even called my tailor and he’ll be here later this evening to take my measurement, don’t worry, it is settled abi am I God that all of you ar kneeling before me, please stand.” He said and they all obeyed. After a brief chat on what was expected of the Ayodele’s towards the wedding, Tomiwa and his mom thanked Mr Ayodele and left the house. Tomiwa made his mom promise not to tell Hannah of their little visit to her parents because he knew she’d be furious but he felt he’d done the right thing, two wrongs, they say, don’t make a right and two stubborn heads and minds would never lead to any form of progress. Tomiwa was glad that he’d done what he did because he felt it was the right thing but he would keep it from his wife for as long as he could because he knew Hannah only too well, telling her would only signal the beginning of world war three and he clearly wasn’t ready for that sort of drama. After dropping his mum, Tomiwa rode straight to the market to be with his wife. As expected, Hannah was surprised to see him but she was glad that her husband had come to pick her and she enjoyed the attention she got from other market women for the thirty minutes Tomiwa was around before they headed home.

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“Baba, e ba se suuru (baba, you need to exercise patience)” iya Ruth said to her husband. It had been two weeks since the tunmigbe ceremony and Mr Ayodele was furious that Hannah had not called to thank him for attending, iya Ruth had been optimistic that she’d call but her optimism had dwindled as the days went by.

David, the Ayodele’s last and only son, sat quietly observing his parents, he’d always hated moments like this when talks about his sister were brought up, he’d only dropped by to say hello because he was in the area and his father had started ranting. David shook his head, he wasn’t sure how his parents would react but he had a few things on his mind to say. He moved closer to his mother on the cane couch but was intent on talking his father.
“Baba, maami…” he began “… I have a few things to say.” He added as he looked from husband to wife and back but was forced to drop his gaze because the look on Mr Ayodele’s face was nowhere near friendly.
“Go on, we’re listening.” His mother urged.
“Baba, I really think you and aunty mi are taking this issue too far as in you’re making a mountain out of a mole hill. We all know that aunty mi is very stubborn and can be childish at times but baba you are mature, if she doesn’t call then you should call her, that simply shows you’re older and honestly speaking, I don’t know why you’re still angry since boda Tomiwa has already called you and maami.
“I know I’m the youngest in this family but at least I have a functioning brain, baba your attitude towards aunty mi, and I’m not sorry to say, is very immature, you are her father and you should learn to let some things go, this cold war between you guys has taken too long baba and it needs to come to an end.” David said as his parents stared at him in awe, Mr and Mrs Ayodele were particularly shocked at their son’s words because the David they knew was a very quiet and shy boy but now, with the way he’d spoken, they had to acknowledge that he was now a man.


TBC

Ademidun18:
Adejumo Serena,thank u so much Adejumo Serena,thank u so much

There are at least three Adejumo Serena's on facebook which one are you