TWENTY-THREE (CONTINUED)

Amina was in pretty bad shape when they got to her one-room apartment in a run-down building in the middle of Ajegunle slum. It was a weekend.
It was obvious she couldn’t go to work any longer. She was bed-ridden. Her thin gaunt figure shivered with fever beneath the tattered mattress. Her sunken eye-ball radiated delight on sighting her children.
“Good afternoon Mama.” They chorused in their native tongue as they filed into the room. She struggled to sit up in bed.
“Oh! You are all grown up now.” The eyes shone with tears as she held out thin, long arms to embrace them but they all moved out of her reach.
“Aisha, go and hug your mum.” Fatiha nudged the little girl forward. She felt nothing for the emaciated figure. If it made her wicked, so be it. There was no love lost between them.
“No. I don’t know her.” She turned and clung to her thigh.
“I don’t blame the little girl. She looks like a bag of bones” Bilqis murmured under her breath but Fatiha heard her. She glared at the younger girl and the latter gave a nonchalant shrug.
“Come off it, Mum. You were not the best mother in the world. You don’t expect us to embrace you after the way you abandoned us after daddy’s death. You should be grateful to Fatiha, your step-daughter, whom you treated like a piece of shit back then. She brought us together again and gave us life. We don’t deserve it but she did it anyway. She gave us another chance to be whoever we want to be, without taking anything in return. You should spend the rest of your life, worshipping her.” Yusuf’s voice was full of passionate anger. Tears filled her Amina’s eyes.
“I guess you are quite right.’ Amina whispered as she fell back against the flea-ridden pillow, suddenly drained out. “Thank you, Fatiha. I hope you will find it in your heart to forgive me one day?” She added as she stared at her step-daughter through blurry vision.
‘There is nothing to forgive. We will leave the past in the past and hope you get better.’ They both know that was wishful thinking but she was taken into the hospital that night for the best available treatment.
******
Unfortunately, the deadly virus has completely broken down her immune system, making her vulnerable to all sort of afflictions and infections. The medical personnel did their best to battle and combat or at least reduced the rate at which the virus was multiplying in her system. They spared no cost in giving her the best medical attention available.

Fatiha and Yusuf rotated their visit to the hospital on a daily basis until she passed away barely a month later.
*******

The tears finally came when the body of her step-mother was lowered into the ground at the back of her house and a short Islamic service followed.
“I never thought I will shed a single tear for her. She just wasted her life for nothing.’ She muttered angrily as she wiped the tears away.
“It means you have reached down into your soul and forgiven her. God bless you for that.” Yetunde squeezed her shoulder affectionately.
‘We reached a kind of truce during my stay with her at the hospital. We talked. She was full of positive energy despite the fact that death was staring her in the face. I think she believed she earned or deserved the diseases for the dreadful things she has done. Maybe we would have become friends if she had lived. We will never know.’ She flicked away the tears gathering at the corner of her eyes again.
“I am so proud of you, Elizabeth. I am honored to be your mother. I love you, baby.” Her mother drew her into a warm tight hug.
“Thanks, mum.” She mumbled as she covered her face with a handkerchief. Sobs shook her slim shoulder. Her mother and Yetunde stayed with her until the worst of the weeping storm was over. They were in the kitchen.
“Fatiha, I came to thank you for everything.” Yusuf caught up with her as she was coming out of the kitchen with swollen, red-rimmed eyes.
“I don’t need your appreciation.” She snapped at him but he caught her arm and hugged her anyway.
“Has anyone told you are the best sister in the world? I love you” He kissed her on both cheeks. He ducked his head before she could hit him, then laughed when she glared at him.
“I’m really proud of you, baby. What can I buy you?” He grinned at her.
“I want a well-loaded pizza and a big cup of ice-cream.” She put her arm around his waist and hugged him briefly.
‘Sold. Let’s go and get it.’ They got into the car and he drove out of her compound.
******
They were wedded quietly in the registry a month later with their immediate family being the only ones in attendance. A lavish warm but intimate reception followed later at her residence. A few friends were invited.

******
Two months after the wedding, Chenille was visiting with her new husband, Kayode. They got married shortly before Fatiha’ s wedding and had been out of the country most of the time. Yetunde was also visiting with her family that same day, so it was a full house in Fatiha’ s new home.

The big dining room was utilized for breakfast. It was noisy and rowdy and full of laughter. Unfortunately, Fatiha was feeling feverish and barely keeping her food from coming up her throat.
‘Are you alright?’ Yetunde whispered into her ear.
‘I am feeling feverish. Excuse me.’ She got up and barely made it to the guest bathroom before she lost her breakfast. She sat on the cold tiles and closed her eyes. Someone used a cold damp cloth to mop her hot face.
‘Thank you.’ She looked up. It was Yetunde, closely followed by Chenille and Tunde.
‘What is wrong with you, Elizabeth? Are you alright?’ Her mother’s voice was filled with concern as she knelt beside her. She put her head in her mother’s lap.
‘I am fine. I am just a bit down. I need to go for a malaria test. I can’t even remember the last time I was sick.’ She looked up with a waned smile. Her face was pale.
‘Hmm. Have you done any PT test lately?’ Yetunde hides her tongue in her cheek.
‘PT as in pregnancy test?’ Tunde’s voice echoed in the room.
‘I am on birth control. It is not possible.’ Her voice was firm but she frowned as she tried to remember the last time she went through her menstrual period.
‘I have a suggestion. I will drive you to the hospital for the test and we will spend the rest of the day all by ourselves. Chenille, Are you game?’ Yetunde winked at her.
‘Yes, I am. It is girl’ s day out.’ Chenille grinned as she pulled her daughter to her feet.

‘And where will you leave the triplet?’ Ademola was glaring at his wife from the doorway. Kayode sputtered with laughter but coughed to hide it. He was standing behind him.
‘How will three supermen be in the house and not be able to take care of those tiny little kids?’ Yetunde batted her eyelids at him. Everyone burst into laughter as they filed out.
‘Mama T, Let’s face it. You know the triplet of yours are little devils. They can make somebody run mad.’ Fatiha wiped tears of laughter from her face as she headed upstairs to change.
‘Thank you, Fatiha. We will babysit Funmi, Gift, and Lekan. Will you be taking the triplet with you? After all, the three of you are together.’ Ademola turned to her.
‘I didn’t hear you, Uncle Demola. I am deaf and dumb on this matter.’ Fatiha hurried away as she laughed, closely followed by Yetunde and Chenille who were also laughing.
‘This is so unfair.’ Ademola grumbled good-naturedly. Kayode was shaking with laughter.
‘I have a suggestion.’ Tunde lowered his voice. The two men walked closer. ‘Let’s dump all the kids including the triplet in Fatiha’ s former house. Her siblings are there. They will look after them. Then we will go out and have a beer. What do you think?’ He grinned.
‘You are a genius, man. That is why I love you.’ Ademola slapped him on the back heartily.
‘We have left the house.’ Ademola called out as they headed out of the house to pick the kids up in the compound before leaving the house.
******
Later in the night, Fatiha sat down on the edge of the bed and kept staring at the pregnancy test result. It was positive. She sighed heavily.
‘What is wrong, babe?’
‘Why do I have to get pregnant every time I sleep with you? The conception took place the day we made love in my room. I should have insisted you use a condom but I was so sure of the birth control.’ He would have laughed at her but he realized she was truly worried.
He lifted her into his arms and sat down, cuddling her in his arms.
‘You had a difficult time with the twin’s pregnancy, right?’ He was trying to understand her aversion to pregnancies and babies. She wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes.
‘No, not really. I have more important issues to concentrate on like where to sleep every night and what to eat. They were a pretty docile fetus and resilient considering the number of times I barely have enough to eat.’ She smiled at the memory. His heart seemed to constrict in his throat and he swallowed hard.
‘I am sorry. No apology could erase the pain I put you through but I will spend the rest of my life making it up to you and the kids.’ His voice was low and husky. His eyes were suspiciously moist. He coughed slightly to clear it.
‘That is a good start. Thank you.’ She kissed his belle. It quivered at her touch.
‘Please stop that. That is what led us to where we were at the moment. What do you want to do with the pregnancy? It is not too late to remove it if you truly don’t want to go through the stress of pregnancy again.’ His hand moved up and down her back in a light caress.
‘Your wish has been granted. Don’t you don’t want the baby any longer?’ She looked up at him.
‘I want it, yes. That was because I missed the Twin growing years and we made them in mistake. I want a baby we made out of love, who we will both be part of his or her growing years. I don’t want anything or anyone that will make you uncomfortable or unhappy. It is what you want, that matters.’
‘We will have this baby. We will just make sure there is no accidental pregnancy in future.’ Her eyes lit up with humor.
‘Thank you, baby. I love you!’ He hugged her to himself.
‘I love you too, Ace. Don’t just score with me again please!’ They both laughed heartily.

THE END!

TWENTY-THREE
Light streamed into the room and bathed her sleeping form with it. She squinted against the sudden ray of the sunlight. She remembered pulling the blinds and plunging the room into complete darkness before dropping into the bed last night.
Who is the idiot who pulled apart those blinds for God’s sake? The angry thought ran through her mind, even in the state of semi-consciousness.
‘Wake up, sleeping princess! Your breakfast is here.’ His voice penetrated her foggy mind.
Her heart leaped in joy, raced in excitement before she reined it as she remembered she was supposed to be angry with him. Her eyes opened closely and saw him placing her tray of breakfast on the bedside table. He sat down beside her and stared down at her face.
Their eyes met and held for several humming seconds.
‘Hi,’ He smiled.
‘You were an asshole.’ Her voice came out huskier than intended. She coughed slightly to clear it.
‘Accepted. Thank you for everything. I appreciate you.’
‘Don’t thank me. I did it for the kids. They shouldn’t lose their father after they just know him.’ She shrugged as she sat up in bed. The smell of hot cocoa wafted into her nostril. She picked up the tray of toast and hot beverage and started eating.
‘Why are you staring at me? I am not going to thank you for bringing my breakfast. You made it your business to do that.’ Her lips wanted to curve up in a smile but she firmed it and concentrated on her meal.
‘I love you, babe. Be my wife. Complete my life and make me whole again.’ His eyes were stormy with emotion. It was in contrast to his sober, slightly shaking voice.
‘Whoa! Whoa!’ Her mouth opened in surprise as she stared at him.
‘Please! Don’t turn me down, please. I am begging you.’ He took the plastic tray with her half-eaten meal from her laps and returned it to the bedside table. He took her left wrist which had gone limp in his hand while he fumbled for the bulge in his pocket which she hadn’t noticed initially.
She was still searching for the right reasons in her head to refuse his marriage proposal when he slipped the simple exquisitely cut engagement ring into her finger.
‘Do you like it? We can change it if you don’t want that one.’ He sounded anxious. She held her finger up to admire it. It caught the light and sent out sparkles.
‘What makes you so sure I will accept your marriage proposal?’ Her voice was reflective. She wasn’t looking at him, so she didn’t see him swallow hard.
‘I am not sure. I just needed to try my luck. You stood my past without shaking. No other woman ever did. It gave me hope that you must feel something for me.’ They both thought about Adenike as she turned to look at him. ‘You have always been mine. It was a pity I drove you away with my youthful selfishness. I was such an asshole.’ He scrubbed his hand down his face.
‘You were more than a dumbass, no question about that. I am part of your past. You didn’t drive me away. It was predestined. I wouldn’t have been rich if it hadn’t happened that way and I won’t have it any other way. I love being rich, please. I wouldn’t have gotten the gut to reach out into the world if I continued to be the little meek house girl I was back then.’ She had a wicked smirk on her face. His eyes narrowed at her.
‘You have never told me how you become so wealthy. How did you turn into Delilah Smith?’
‘I am sure you don’t want to know. Let’s just leave it at that.’ She flashed him a mischievous smile.
‘Hmmm. Anyway, you should just thank me for raping you as it drives you to reach out for your wealth.’ He tried to pull a serious face as her face clouded with anger.
‘You are a bastard. I swear.’ She swung her fist to hit him on the chest but he caught her hand smartly and yanked her into his arms.
‘I have missed you. I miss everything about you.’ He murmured against her lips before he bit her lower lips lightly. Her breath caught and she stared into his eyes.
‘Where are the kids?’ Her voice was breathless, husky.
‘They are busy downstairs. Yusuf is watching over them.’ He seemed to read her thought clearly. He sampled her mouth again, nipping, molding and teasing them apart with his lips.
‘It has been too long. You have spoiled me for other men. I need you now.’ She pulled out of his arms.
‘Really? You have not been with any other man since we met again?’ His eyes glittered with satisfaction and triumph.
‘Why are you asking that silly question as if you don’t know?’ She hissed as she pulled up her tank top and yanked it off.
His breath caught in his throat as he stared at her naked, heaving breasts with its dusky tips. Blood roared through his vein and went straight to his loin. The bulge in his shorts grew bigger and more visible. She stared at it with a bold and hungry look which aroused him the more.
‘You are killing me, baby!’ His t-shirt went sailing.
‘Is the door locked?’ She asked as she crawled across the bed and straight into his arms.
‘Yes, it is.’ He dived for her lips. All thoughts flew out of her mind afterward.
The kiss went on and on even as they struggled to get the rest of their clothing off. His fingers and mouth were everywhere on her body. His teeth nipped and grazed her nipples, making her gasp for breath. His fingers caressed the lips of her womanhood, circled and teased the bud until she exploded all over his questing fingers.
He dipped a finger into her dripping wetness before she could catch her breath and her body went limp. She held his face to her breast as he suckled lightly and lifted her hips against his fingers.
‘I want you now! Please!’ She urged him and breathed a sigh of relieve when he settled between her thighs.
‘Can you get pregnant?’ He asked quietly as he nudged her thighs apart and the tip of manhood pushed gently against her entrance.
‘No, I am on birth control.’ She pushed her hips against him. He went deeper and panted out his breath.
‘I want another baby from you.’ He smiled, even as he gritted his teeth against the pleasurable pain. Her heart gave a lurch at the thought of carrying another baby but she pushed it away.
‘Not now, baby. We have two already.’ She pushed him over and straddled him. ‘Hang on for your life, sweetie!’ She grinned fiercely and rode them both into ecstasy. They exploded together and she collapsed over him.
******
‘That was explosive! You blew my mind away.’ He grinned into her neck as he caressed her smooth slender back with a light gentle stroke. She purred like a satisfied cat and burrowed into him.
‘I am just resting. We will go for the second round shortly.’ Her smile was smug.
‘Have you forgotten it is broad daylight? Your kids are downstairs waiting for you to come down.’ He reminded her with an amused chuckle.
‘It sucks to be a parent at times. I will come over to your house in the night after they have gone to sleep.’ She rested her jaw on her folded arms which were on his chest and tugged playfully at his lower lips.
‘Move into my house. Your siblings are old enough to stay on their own. I don’t want to be separated from you any longer. I am all yours. No need to steal what belongs to you.’ He separated his legs and trapped her between his legs. His manhood nudge at her stomach.
‘We can have sex without getting married nah.’ Her voice was petulant.
‘No way, madam. I want all of you to myself. You better work towards picking a wedding date soon or I will do it for you. I have already asked for your hand in marriage from chenille but she wanted me to talk to you first. So, sweetheart, do fast or I will start planning your wedding for you.’ He tapped her nose playfully before trailing it down and pinching a nipple. It tightened immediately.
‘Don’t start what you won’t end, please. I have heard you. I will think about it.’ She slapped his hand away.
‘I went to see your step-mother.’ His voice was casual, conversational. Her head snapped up and stared at him. She assumed her ears were deceiving her.
‘Can you repeat that please?’ It always amused him the way her eyes could move from warmth to coldness in a blink of an eye.
‘Mama T told me what happened at the hospital. We went to see her at the hospital where she is working as a cleaner. That woman is a working corpse. Please find it in your heart to forgive her, Fatiha. I am begging you.’
‘You have no right to go behind me to see her. I should have run her down with the car when I had the opportunity. You wouldn’t have gotten the chance to go and see her if she is already dead.’ She wriggled free from his hold and rolled to her feet.
‘Snap out of it, babe. She treated you badly when you were a kid, are you not better off now? Her kids are under your care. They are living under your roof. They have a right to see their mother.’ He got to his feet too.
‘That is perfectly okay by me. You can take them to see her. After all, you have gone to see her behind my back anyway. It is none of my business. She died the day I left my father’s household.’ She removed a towel from the set in her wardrobe and wrapped it around her body. Her movement was jerky and full of cold restraint.
He took a few calming breaths as he reached for a bigger towel from the same set. That earned him a glare from her. His lips twitched in amusement. She hissed furiously and headed for the bathroom.
‘Come on, darling. It seemed we are going to have that second round after all.’ He stepped in behind her before she could jam the door on his face.
‘I am no longer in the mood. Get out before I kicked you in the ball.’
‘Go ahead and kick me.’ He wrapped his arms around her from the back, gathered her close and kissed her neck. She stood rigid in his embrace for a while before the fight went out of her. She leaned her head against his shoulder and closed her eyes.
His fingers kneaded her boobs gently. Her lips curved up with a smile, even as her thighs quivered with needs for him.
‘What is wrong with her?’ Her voice was barely audible. He sighed quietly.
‘She has a full-blown AIDS. I guessed it wasn’t diagnosed on time and even when it was, she has no means to get it treated before it becomes a full-blown AIDS. She has numbered days to live. I discussed her health with Yusuf but he was reluctant to go and see her too. She really did a number on you guys. Let’s go and see her, babe. We need to put the past to a final rest.’ He turned her around and stared into her eyes.
She sighed inaudibly and rose on her toes to kiss him.
‘I wonder how she contacted the dreadful diseases in the first place. We will go and see her if that is what you want.’ She gave an indifference shrug.
‘You can’t know how much I appreciate this. Thank you.’ He pulled her into his arms and hugged her.
‘You are turning me into a sentimental idiot. I always hate people who are full of sentiments.’ She sniffed noisily even as she hugged him back. ‘It is not free though.’ Her grin was wicked as she stepped back and pulled his towel free from his body.
‘I am completely at your mercy, madam.’ He raised his arms into the air but his manhood was already turned on, fully and completely.
‘Oh boy! Don’t I just love you?’ She let her towel dropped and jumped him!
TO BE CONTINUED!

Dear My People!

Compliments of the season to you all!

How have you been?

Please accept my sincere apologies for the prolonged silence. Life has been happening to me but we thank God for his Unfailing mercy at all time.

Here is the final chapter on BIRTHMARK.

Brace yourself for a long Post. ENJOY!

Regards

My sincere apology for the long silence.

Been having lots of challenges lately. My brain just dried off kind of, i have not completed it but will do as soon as possible.

My sincere apologies to all my followers and readers.

Kindly bear with me.

It is a phase and I know it will pass...

Thank you.

skubido:
maami, what's up

Thank you.

I appreciate you.

Olabantu:

Bro, I hope u know life doesn't just revolve around Nairaland....fine we are all waiting for an update coz we are enjoying the story but I trust dat nt wat you spend ur whole day doing...common, she has a family, a job, a career and a list of other things that could legitimately take her time...Not yet talking about a whole lot of unforseen circumstances that could be preventing an update....If u think it easy start a story and see what it like...You shouldn't just conclude on stuff that you have vague knowledge about

Lol

Don't let it hurt.

It is beyond me but i will try and update soon.

Olabantu:
Still nothing ......OP abeg na, it starting to hurt.

Beeni oo.

You are certainly right.

Thank you.

skubido:



Naso maami, everybody na im know whr dey pain ham na,,

No time cuz ati ko eran meroo.

@busy, no qualms. D lord is your strength

Lol.

You just went straight to the point. No time for long thing.

I will update soon. I have been quite busy.

skubido:
Mo na take ham easy ooooo.


OP whn u wan update?

I am not sure why that is difficult to comprehend for some people.

Thank you.

Lordshola:


She is only selling Twist of fate for now, not Birthmark. Can't u just understand that and tender an appology to her instead of derailing the thread??

Thank you, My crush.

I didn't even thought of that.

Lol!

heemah:

Just press the "Unfollow" button.. Nobody force u to read her story.. So pls, Swerve!!!

Thank you. I appreciate you.

Have you gotten a copy of the e-book? I will rather you help me share the link so that more people can download it.

Thank you once again.

Reva1:
@Bolape, I read somewhere "not bring oneself low to the level of a fool to argue/quarrel with him. He is an expert at that level and will defeat you."

So please, ignore drongos. Many more sensible people follow your posts and appreciate them.

The TWIST OF FATE ebook, is it okay if I share with a couple of friends?

Thank you.

I appreciate this.

Cheers!

Ibunkun1:
Madam Bolape Please Don't Be Annoyed,i Beleive all The Comments I'm Seeing Above Is A Sign Of Approval That Your Work Is Awesome And A Lot Of Us Have Fallen In Love With It,however Some Readers Might Not Really Understand The Right Ways In Expressing Their Opinions.So pls Don't Be Discouraged It's Your Work And You Have The Right To Do What You Want With It.Biko No Vexx Abeeg.Sorry Abt My long Epistle

God bless you for me.

I am glad there is someone following this thread carefully.

You know some people like to show off that their brain cells is working.

Unfortunately, it is not impressive.

Thank you

Sensitivity1254:
This is height of irresponsibility. Did she tell you that Birthmark is on sale?? Can't you read other comments before you start vomiting the nonsense you vomited She clearly states that it's Twist of Fate that is on sale and that Birthmark is still a work in progress.

It is not by force to read or comment on my post. It is NEVER compulsory please.

Selling it or not is not your business either. I am glad we are agreed on that.

Please save your brain and data the task of reading my write-up. Get off my post.

I will be very grateful.

Do have a great evening!

yewande1234:
we knw it's ur money nd brain u are using in posting d story, but we dat are reading it are also using our money nd brain to read it. If no one comment on ur post u will complain, if dey comment u will still complain. It's ur story if u like sell it, if u like don't. dats ur problem nt ours.

Peace nd Love....

Lol. Is it me that is doing nonsense on nairaland?

It is a free space. Anyone can post anything. It is never compulsory to read it.

The last time i checked, i am using my brain to write and i buy the data to post it.

I don't think i owe anyone any explanation for whatever i do with my write-up.

Thank you.

emilysmith:
Nawa o I hate this nonsense on nairaland wen you kwn you want to sell it why did u upload it for us to read mtcheww

It is TWISTS OF FATE that is available for sales for now. It is on Okada Books.

BIRTHMARK is still in process.

It will soon be on OKada Books too.

Vickiey192:

OK no problem

I have heard you oo

Mhizdebs:
Bolape pls finish birthmark here o...

It means i am selling my books.

Lol

Crowniey:
does this means you are not completing birthmark for us because I am not understanding. please clarify.

You can make payment of #500 into 0001852881, GTB, Olanrewaju Mobolaji K.

Please drop your email address after making the transfer so i can send the e-book to you.

I will expect your response.

Thank you.

Vickiey192:

Am interested

Thanks for the comment.

I await your review.

It is a first draft though...changes may still take place before i publish it.

honourable356:
...As beautiful as this story is,why do i have this feeling that something that would give this story an extraordinary sparkle is missing??

Are you rushing it?

I may make a critical review of this story when i am back healthy again.

Good job through..you can still do better.

Be motivated all the more!!!!

I love you too. Mwaah

Pinkberry5:
Thanks for updating
I love you ❤

Yes, it does.

It is a complete novel.

Do let me know if you are interested!

Estim07:
Thanks for the update.
Does the pdf contain the complete story?

The past will always be back.

That is why we should be careful what we do today ....

oyoni:
The past keeps coming back.... No respite!!!

TWENTY-TWO
Fatihat turned her car and drove towards Tunde’s house in magodo, seething with anger. His house came into view immediately she entered the street. She was surprised to see the gate opened which was rather unusual. She slowed down as her anger drained away to be replaced by anxiety and drove past the house into the next street.
The house was flooded with light which means he was around but why should his gate be left opened?, She asked herself as she turned off the engine and sat in the darkness for a moment, thoughtful.
She saw a car parked about three houses from his house. There was nothing unusual about it except her instinct was telling her something was not right. She got out of the car, locked up and strolled towards his house. She looked around very briefly, watching the immobile car in particular before slipping into the compound. She went straight to the gateman’s house.
“Mallam Musa, are you there?”She asked in a whisper. There was no response but she heard movement and gently eased the door inward. On the floor was Musa with his hands and legs tied with a rope and his mouth was gagged with a rag. He made sounds in his throat to attract Fatihat’s attention. She turned on the torchlight on her phone and pointed it towards the direction of the sound.
“What happened to you?”She went to his tiny kitchen to get a knife and cut the ropes. The man sputtered loudly and she covered his mouth quickly as she looked towards the door apprehensively.
“A man and a woman came in immediately oga drove in and asked for him. I opened the gate for them only for the man to knock me over and I woke up to find myself like this.”The man narrated in Hausa, touching the back of his head gingerly. She felt dread raced up her spine.
“So where are they now?”She nearly shakes him in her haste to get answers.
“Well….the woman was already moving towards the house when I was knocked down, so I guess they may be with oga right now and…..”His voice trailed off as he realized the implication of his words and his eyes widened in horror.
“Yes, it is possible. If anything happens to him, it will mark the end of your job here.”Her voice sharpened as panic rose up her throat. She beat it down determinedly.
“What should I do?”He vaulted to his feet and swayed heavily when dizziness threatened to engulf him.
“Don’t faint away on me, Musa. I need you to be vigilant for me.”She caught him and shakes him lightly.
“I’m fine now, madam. I should call the police?”He asked in a whisper.
“Don’t call police yet but be vigilant. If you see any suspicion, just whistle softly between your fingers like this.” She demonstrated to him. He grinned with understanding. ‘If you don’t see me after whistling, call this number.’ She collected his phone and typed the number on it.
“I need to check now if Oga dey alright, okay?” and to know if I’m not too late, she thought to herself as she slipped out on legs that were threatening to fold beneath her and she locked them in place as she disappeared into the darkness.
*****
“Is the thought of marrying me so horribly?’ Her eyes seemed to gleam with unshed tears, even as she picked the knife and rubbed the Knife blade on her jean Trouser. His eyes alternate between her eyes and the weapon she was holding like babies.
Something is very wrong. He thought with a slight frown. If memory served him right, Tolani was level-headed and she rarely got angry or had mood swings which were the reason she was the one who lasted among his numerous girlfriends back in his undergraduate days.
‘It is not that, Tola. I have two kids and getting married to their mother is the best way I can give them a good home.’ His voice was persuasive but it was obviously the wrong thing to say because her eyes flashed and she got abruptly to her feet.
‘How dare you throw them in my face? You are nothing but an irresponsible male harlot. Do you remember the day I find a g-string in your bathroom?’ Her voice was low again. He bowed his head in shame. ‘Or is it the day I saw the bra strap tangled among your boxers? Or the day I met that big-breasted woman who was looking at me like she would kill me but your friend said she belonged to him. I loved you with my life. I hoped and prayed you will change but you eventually tossed me away just the way you did the others.’ Her voice was tired as she stared at him.
He raised his hand in a plea as he went on his knees. ‘I knew I messed up big time. Forgive me, Tola. I wish I can undo the past but I can’t. Killing me will not solve the problem.’
‘No, it won’t solve my problem but we are going to be together either here on earth or in heaven or hell. I will kill myself as well.’ She smiled at him.
*****
Her eyes burned with tears and her heart grew heavy with pain. She rubbed at her chest as she huddled behind the seat. The woman was hurt beyond redemption and insanity is already knocking on her door.
Her blood ran cold when she heard the ominous click of the gun. She got up and stepped out of her hiding place. Tunde’s heart simply stopped as he stared at her. He got to his feet abruptly.
‘Are you stupid? What are you doing here?’ He screamed at her, his voice was shaking with fear.
Tolani turned to stare at her. Their gaze met and held for several humming seconds. His muscle trembled and his legs threatened to fold under him. His hands closed into fists and he could have cheerfully wrapped them around her slender neck.
‘You are beautiful. No wonder he is crazy about you.’ Her words surprised her.
‘He wasn’t always crazy about me. I was just another pussy for him back then, long before he met you and the others.’ Her smile was tinged with irony. Tunde felt as if the ground should open and swallowed him.
‘I know your history with him. I made it my business to know about all the women in his life after he left me. I pitied the young girl he raped and applauded the young woman who gave birth to his children. I should have done the same.’ Her voice was filled with regret but her fingers didn’t waver on the gun.
‘I would have aborted them if I knew how. I gave birth because it was the only option I know. Don’t envy others when you don’t know their story. Regret does nothing but eats the soul.’ Her gaze didn’t waver from her steady own. Tolani swallowed hard.
‘You disappoint me, Delilah. I thought you are going to deal with him. Instead, you went ahead and fall in love with him.’ She clucked her tongue as if she was talking to a recalcitrant child. Fatihat smiled.
‘Aren’t we all in love with him? It is not easy to resist a bad boy with gentleman manner. Why did you want us dead? Neither I nor my daughter offended you. You should have dealt with the culprit directly.’ Her cold gaze raked over him, briefly. His blood ran cold. Another battle is brewing already if he survived this one.
‘I have no issue with you. It is the best way to hurt him plus he denied me the ability to become a mother. I begged you to let me keep the last pregnancy but you said No and promised to be back. If the mountain didn’t go to Mohammed, Mohammed will go to the mountain. I was married but my marriage ended when I couldn’t bear a child.’ She looked at him as she smiled. He swallowed hard.
‘Are you going to kill him in my presence, Miss Tolani?’
‘It is your choice. You weren’t invited in the first place. It is either you bear witness at our wedding or we all go together. Move over, Delilah.’ She stepped back as she waved the gun at her.
‘Killing someone turned you into a murderer. Why will you like to kill yourself when there is more to life than marriage and kids? Why will you like to be tied to a man who doesn’t give a Bleep about you? I think you should ask yourself those questions before you let bitterness ruin your life.’ Her voice was quiet. Tolani’s gaze locked on hers. ‘Your case may not be entirely hopeless. I can help if you will allow me.’
‘I want my own children. Do you want to import another womb for me?’ Her voice was bitter.
‘There are so many ways to have a baby without carrying them in your womb, Tolani. Live again. We will explore all options and leave no stone unturned until you have your own children. You are a beautiful woman. Don’t let the thirst for revenge and hatred rubbed you the joy of living. Hell, I have been there. It consumed me until I could think of nothing except the vengeance I wanted to extract on this idiot.’ She gestured absently at Tunde who hadn’t moved an inch. ‘Motherhood doesn’t define who you are neither does marriage. Live for yourself first and any man who is worth you will stay, irrespective of the situation on the ground Please, there is more to life than this. Let me help, let me in and I will try to be the best that ever happened to you.’ She pleaded desperately.
Their gazes locked again and she could almost see the wheels turning in her head as she made the walk back from the brink of insanity.
She lowered the gun slowly.
‘How am I so sure you aren’t setting me up?’ Her voice was unsure.
‘If I do, come back and kill me. We both know I have more to lose if I deceive you. I will rather be a friend than an enemy. Can we leave for my home? Please?’ Fatihat held out her hands, palm up.
Tolani stared at it for a moment before she grasped her hands and hugged her fiercely.
A soft whistle in the air startled them all.
‘That should be Musa. I will see him before he calls the police on us.’ Fatihat squeezed her hand briefly before she went out.
Tolani turned to Tunde and he held his breath as he stared at her.
*****
‘You know I can still kill you before she comes back.’ Her voice was solemn.
‘I know.’
She opened her purse and put her weapon in it. ‘You are one lucky bastard. You don’t even deserve her.’ She spat and then, smiled. ‘On second thought, I think you do. You molded her into what she is today by taking her innocence. If you mess up, I don’t want to think about what she will do to you.’ She chuckled softly. He grimaced.
There was a soft knock on the door and Musa came in on the invitation.
‘Madam is waiting for you at the gate.’ Musa refused to meet her gaze.
‘Thank you, Musa.’ She turned to Tunde again. ‘It will be fun watching you try to get into her good book again. I intend to stay close.’ She was laughing as she left the sitting room.
His legs folded beneath him with relieve and he sank to the floor. He knew Fatihat has just saved his life and he doesn’t even deserve it. He also knew he is in a deep shit of trouble. There is only one person who can save his ass right now.
*****
‘Demola, get out. I need to speak to Fatihat in private.’ Yetunde pushed her husband towards the bedroom door as they both heard Fatiddyhat, playing with the kids downstairs.
‘Woman, this is my bedroom for God’s sake. Can’t you find another spot for your aproko gist?’ He grumbled as he dug in his heels. Her lips twitched with amusement at the petulant look on his face.
‘No problem. We will go out and find a nice place to hang out but the kids will stay home. There is everything you need to take care of them in the house.’ She moved towards the wardrobe and missed the look of horror on his face.
‘I’m going. I’m going. One can’t even rest with his wife again in his bedroom. Haba!’ He grumbled as he walked out and slammed the door.
She collapsed on the bed in a peal of laughter and was still laughing when Fatihat came in, holding her back.
‘Why are you laughing? What did you do to Uncle Demola?’ She grinned at her.
‘He doesn’t want to leave the bedroom and doesn’t to stay with the kids either.’
‘Those kids are mini terrorists. They nearly break my back. Lekan wants another ride on my back. Gift wants Funmi’s teddy bear and was sulking because she refused to give her. I don’t blame him jawe.’ She flipped onto the love seat in the room and picked a piece of chocolate from the plates on the glass table.
‘Life is about choices. Nothing comes free. So how is your new friend, Tolani?’ Yetunde sat up in bed.
‘She is getting back on track. She is a teacher but she resigned and spent her life trying to get even with Tunde. Her finance is zero and her love life is non-existence.’ She concentrated on breaking the chocolate and popping it into her mouth.
‘It reminded me of someone I know.’ Yetunde smiled indulgingly at her.
‘The difference is that I have enough money to pursue my vengeance. She doesn’t. She is up to her neck in debts and the bad guys would have come after her if she didn’t kill herself. So I guess she wanted to use a stone to kill two birds.’
‘I am sure you will sort her out. You are just a soft heart beneath the hard shell. Come here, girl.’ Yetunde opened her arms. She went into them and almost crushed her as her arms tightened around the older woman.
‘When I heard the ominous click of the gun, my heart literarily stopped. I died ten times and nearly pissed in my pants. Tunde is a complete bastard!’ Her voice was in a whisper. Yetunde heard the anger in them and then, the love and the feeling as well.
‘You love him.’ It was a statement. She moved away in anger and got to her feet.
‘I need a cigarette.’ Yetunde raised her eyebrow at her and she felt the disapproval like a physical slap. ‘I am sorry. I withdraw that.’ She raised her hand to her forehead.
‘I have never been so confused in my life. Tunde is a natural flirt. Is that the man I am going to spend the rest of my life with? How long will I continue fighting women from his past?’ Tears filled her eyes.
‘Why don’t we cross that bridge when we get there, Fatihat? Have you considered the fact that he might have changed for better? We all have a past. You do too, baby sister. If those men during your street-walking days start coming up, what will you do?’
‘That was business, Aunt Yetunde. They gave me money and I give them the best nights or moments of their lives. No hard feelings. Rub my back and I rub yours. I didn’t break anybody’s heart.’ She glanced at her and then, they both laughed, hard.
‘Dirty Ol’ days.’ She grimaced with distaste.
‘You have come a long way, Fatihat. I admire your strength. You have touched lives and still doing so, despite your rough childhood. You took in your siblings, even though their mother didn’t treat you well. You deserve some happiness, dear. Forgive him and bury the past.’ Yetunde took her hand and pulled her down beside her.
‘Give me a few days to think over it and know if it is a risk worth taking.’ She shrugged.
‘That is fair enough. Let’s go and see the triplets. They are growing like a weed.’ Yetunde got to her feet. She laughed.
‘They are just so cute. I have ordered for the baby formula online. They should be delivered latest by tomorrow. Don’t let them suck you dry please.’ She followed her out of the room and into the corridor that leads to the colorful nursery.
*****
“Hello, Madam.”Somebody was calling frantically. Yetunde and Fatihat had gone to visit Tolani in the hospital where she was undergoing a series of fertility tests. They were already at the car park when they heard the voice. They both turned around and frowned when they saw an old woman hurrying towards them. They exchanged glances.
“How may we help you ma?” It was Fatihat who asked a bit snappishly. She earned a reproving glance from Yetunde.
“I’m sorry for disturbing you but you look like someone I used to know. Her name is Fatihat Ali. Are you the one?”The woman’s voice ended in a whisper as she turned to her.
“Everybody always knows you from somewhere. It is so interesting to be popular.” Yetunde teased lightly. It made her angry for a reason she couldn’t explain.
“Who are you?”She asked rudely as she stared intently at the woman.
“I’m Amina Ali, Usman Ali’s second wife.” Her voice was pleading, desperate. Fatiha’s gaze raked over her in cold appraisal, noting her frail sickly figure and dismissed her.
“I see. Mama T, please get in the car and let’s go.” She opened the car door and got behind the wheel.
“But you do know the woman, don’t you?”Yetunde got in beside her and pulled the car door closed as she turned to her.
“Fati, I’m so sorry. I know I wasn’t very nice to you back then but I am a sick woman now and I need your help desperately.” Amina hurried to her side and tried to cling to the car door.
“Listen to what she has to say please. It doesn’t cost you anything.”Yetunde pleaded on the older woman’s behalf, feeling sympathy for the wrinkled and thin face.
“If you don’t leave my car door, I won’t hesitate to run you over.” She warned coldly as she turned the ignition key. The Car engine purred to life.
“I’m begging you with the body of your late father. Please have mercy on me and listen to what I have to say.”Amina begged as tears filled her eyes and ran down the weathered skin.
“He can rot in hell for all I care and you can join him there. Please step back or I will end the rest of your miserable life right away.” Her voice was calm.
Amina stepped back as she put the car into reverse. She watched with silent tear as Fatiha drove out of the hospital premises at breakneck speed. She shakes her head in self-pity as she returned to the work that was fast taking its toll on her already weak immune system.
*****
“That was Delilah Smith in action. I thought she is dead and buried.”Yetunde’s voice was filled with sarcasm.
“You can say anything you want, Mama T, I don’t give a damn.” Her shoulders lifted in a shrug as she stared ahead.
“Her kids are with you for God’s sake. If you are still this much angry about the past, it means you care and you should just confront the source of your anger.” She tried to reason with her and gave up when she didn’t receive any response from Fatiha except another shrug.

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princessConfy:
BOLAPE you're an angel...

Tunde has messed up big time....karma is catching up with him.

PricelessCharm:
Fatihat spoilt the engagement between Tunde and Nike because she was hurt. Now Tolani is about to crash the sweet life Tunde would have had with Fati. Ha, Tunde, na ur life b dis?? Lets see who will come next to remove Tolani.

See me preening with pride...LOL

I love this comment.

Thank you. Tunde is paying for his womanising....it is a pity that others will suffer from his bad deed too!

Ibunkun1:
Shit Which Kain Twist Be Dis.Tunde U Feel Like flogging You,is This How You Want To Hurt Fatihat Again.I Dont even Know How You'll Get Out Of This.Madam Bolape Has Anyone Told You Before That You're A BADASSSSSS!

TWENTY-ONE (CONTINUES)
“You are so welcome, fatihat.” She went to hug her.
‘Hey, what is the hug all about? I was here yesterday.”She pushed her away as gently as possible and looked down at her. “Have you taken a recent shower?’ Fatihat asked curiously, looking at the trace of water at the back of her legs.
‘I don’t know what happens. I just felt the water trickling down my legs. I was so scared.”Yetunde said in a whisper and watched Fatihat’s face dissolved into smiles.
“Your water just broke, big sister. Let’s get going to the hospital before you go into labor. Go and sit in the car. I will get your hospital bag.”Fatihat ordered as she marched words with action and ran into the house to get her baby things.
Yetunde was sitting in the front seat by the time she came back, so she dropped the bag in the car boot and got behind the wheels. ‘I’m so glad you came today. What are those at the back of the car?”Yetunde asked curiously.
“They are baby things. I bought them during my last trip to England a few weeks ago and they are in threes.” She grinned as she expertly maneuvered the car out of their estate and unto the main road.
“You better stop that useless prophecy of yours. You can go and throw your three, three into the dustbin.”Yetunde glared angrily at her and she burst into laughter.
‘You look pensive. Is there any problem?”Yetunde asked after a moment and she sighed out loud.
“Am I so obvious?” She gave a weak laugh and stared at the road in front of her thoughtfully.
“What are you thinking about?”Yetunde probed gently.
‘Tunde has been asking me to marry him ever since the day I wrote my last paper. He wouldn’t let me be.” She burst out worriedly.
“What is stopping you from accepting his proposal? You don’t love him enough?”Yetunde raised an eyebrow at her.
“Honestly, it is not that. Damn it, I’m just twenty-six and I still valued my freedom.” She muttered almost to herself.
“Marriage doesn’t mean imprisonment. If you think it is with him, something is wrong somewhere. Is he still staying in his family house?’She asked curiously.
“He just bought himself one big fancy house in Magodo and spent millions furnishing it to perfection. That guy is crazy!” She laughed out loud as she remembered her surprise and admiration when she saw the house.
‘That guy will get the world for you if you want it. Please don’t throw this opportunity away. I even heard his company is one of the fastest growing companies in the country now. How true is that?”Yetunde looked at her.
“Tunde is the best man to run that company. I have never doubt that for a moment. You won’t believe how much I gained on the shares I sold to him. He is a damn genius!”She shakes her head with reluctant admiration.
“You admire him so much. You trust in his judgment and yet, you don’t want to marry him. This guy is rolling in money and he is inviting you to spend it with him. What else do you want? You want the moon?”Yetunde asked with heavy sarcasm. She winced mentally. “There are so many sharks out there; baby and they are ready to snatch him away if you don’t make up your mind on time.” She added as she felt a dull pain began in her lower stomach.
“We are in the hospital already. Just hold on a moment longer.” She drove into the hospital premises.
“I will if I have to.” Yetunde said through gritted teeth and stifled a scream as a blinding pain racked her body.
“Wait right there. I will be right back.’ She pulled up in hurry and jumped out to call the nurses.
Moments later, Yetunde was wheeled directly into the labor room. Fatihat sat in the waiting room, murmuring prayers under her breath. Her phone rang suddenly and she jumped out of her skin.
‘Hi, Fatihat. It is Demola speaking. Can you tell me where Yetunde is? I just got home now and I called her number but I realized the phone is ringing from the bedroom.”He sounded worried and scared.
“She is in the labor room. You can join me in the hospital….Uncle Demola?”The line has gone off. She stared at it for a moment, and then gave a rueful shrug before putting her phone in her back pocket and resumed her pacing.
Barely ten minutes later, Ademola joined her in the waiting room and hugged her gratefully. “Thank you, fatihat. I know I shouldn’t have traveled but she persuaded me to go. How is she? Have you seen her since she was taken into the labor room?”He asked anxiously.
“She is doing great, Uncle Ademola. Just pray for her and it will soon be over.”
He watched nurses and some patients entering and exiting the waiting room unseeingly. “Tell me about your birth labor when the twins came knocking.”He turned to her abruptly. She smiled with memory.
“I was scared and terribly lonely but at the same time, I was very angry at God for putting me in that condition. I was still angry at HIM for a very long time.” Her voice turned quiet.
“Which hospital did you use and who stayed with you? I guess you were rather too young then.”His voice was laced with genuine curiosity now. She laughed out loud.
“I was just sixteen or seventeen and I have nobody to call my own. I lived in an uncompleted house. It was Aunty Yetunde’s house, the one in Denro area on your way to acute. I have never been to the hospital before. Where would I get the money when I could barely feed myself and the unborn baby?”She smiled as she looked at the posters on the wall one after the other.
“So where was the bastard who impregnated you when you were giving birth to those babies alone?”He asked coldly, feeling his anger rising at the injustice of it all. She shrugged.
“I guess he was in school. He lit out immediately after the deed was done. His mother thought I have been sleeping around and threw me out of the house. Everything is in the past now and I guess everybody has paid one way or the other.” She grinned at him. “What an irony life is! Yet, you are going to end up marrying the bastard anyway.”His voice vibrated with undisguised anger. She paused her lips thoughtfully.
“I will leave that to fate once again. After all, it has played havoc with my life already.” She shrugged and changed the subject.
It seemed like ages but in actual fact was seven and a half hours later, the doctor came out of the labor room and asked for Fatihat but they both moved forward anyway.
*****
“Doctor, this is Mr. Badmus. He is the expecting dad.” She introduced them as she pushed him forward.
“How is she, Doctor?”Ademola‘s hand shoot out and gave the doctor a firm handshake, even though he was sweating from every pore in his body.
“She is very brave for a first timer. Congratulations Mr. Badmus! Your wife just gives birth to a set of triplets!”The doctor returned the firm hand-shake as he beamed at the new father.
“What!!!”Ademola screamed as he dropped the doctor’s hand abruptly. She gave a shout of laughter as she jumped up and down in joy.
“I said it!” She laughed again. Everyone within earshot laughed with her, and then congratulated her. Ademola moved to a seat and sat down in absolute shock which sent Fatihat and the doctor into laughter again.
“How is she? Can we see her now?” She asked anxiously.
‘Yes, you can. She is back in the private ward.’ The doctor nodded in the affirmative, then walked out of the waiting room to attend to other patients.
“Move your butt, Uncle Demola. Let’s go and see mama triplet.” She pulled him up by his arm and dragged him into Yetunde’s private ward.
“I still can’t believe it until I see them myself. ’He shakes his head in disbelieve. Yetunde was sitting in bed while the nurse arranged her pillows and bedspread to make her comfortable. “You witch, so you said it.” Her smile was tired as she turned towards the door. Fatihat went to hug her gently.
“How are you?” She kissed her on both cheeks and stepped back to watch her face.
“I’m fine. I’m just so tired and happy. He is back.”Yetunde’s gaze followed Ademola as he went straight to the baby cot set opposite his wife. He let out a loud gasp when he saw three tiny pink babies sleeping peacefully there.
“He doesn’t believe it when the Doctor told him you gave birth to triplets. He is still reeling from the shock.” She told his wife through peals of laughter. Yetunde and the nurse started laughing too, even as she held her stomach in pain.
“Honestly, it is not very funny. Do you know how much trouble we have with those set of battalions in the house, not to talk of three little rascals you can’t bring yourself to spank even when they deserve it?”He shakes his head in self-pity as he turned towards his wife and tried not to join in the laughter.
“Common, Demola, they are not even a day old and you are already complaining.” Yetunde wiped tears from her eyes as she sat back. Fatihat sat on the only chair in the room, holding her stomach.
“Prophetess Fatihat, will you excuse us, please? I want to speak privately to my wife.”He said sternly, even as his lips twitched in amusement and he slipped in beside his wife, cuddling her close.
“I will gladly do so. You can’t kill me before my time.” She was on her way out but noticed the couple has lost interest in her. They were engrossed with each other.
*****
Tunde just got into town after a short business trip to Port Harcourt with his new personal assistance, Joan Ogbu, a very lively and hard-working Ibo girl. He had just dropped her off at her apartment where she lived with two other ladies before he headed home.
He stared at his big, dark empty house before getting out of the car with a sigh. He retrieved his suitcase and outer jacket before locking up properly for the night. He opened the door and walked into the dark hallway.
He reached for the switch and light flooded everywhere. He went straight to his bedroom, changed into shorts and t-shirt and headed out again for the kitchen when he saw movement in the sitting room. His heart skipped a bit when he saw a figure rose to her feet in his sitting room. It was Tolani Allison, his long-time girlfriend during his undergraduate days at the University of Port-Harcourt.
“Hi. It has been a while, dear.”She smiled at him from where she stood behind one of the biggest sofas in his sitting room.
“What are you doing here? How did you get in?”His voice was unfriendly, even as memories of their last time together flooded into his mind.
“What a way to greet your old buddy! I came in through the door of course.” She came around and sat cross-legged with her purse on her lap.
“You have not answered my first question.”He reminded and watched her closely all the while.
*****
‘Tunde, I am really scared. I don’t think I should go through this abortion. You know this is the third time I am doing this for you. Can’t we keep this baby please?’ Tolani pleaded as tears filled her eyes.
‘I understand your fear, Love. How do we take care of the kid? You are still a student while I just wrote my final papers. Don’t you think the kid will curse us both? Moreover, you should remember how disciplined your parents are. After killing you, they will come after me. We both know that. That is apart from the fact that my parents will disown me if they find out. I don’t have the means to feed you and the baby. Where does that leave us?’ He took her hands and kissed the knuckles gently. It brought a watery smile to her face.
He has always known the button to press when it comes to her. He was her weakness and addiction ever since they met at a Jambite party during her first year in school. He has pursued her with a single-mindedness that never failed to amaze her until she toppled into love with him and ultimately into his bed. He was her first boyfriend and was the one who took her virginity.
She suspected he has other babes by the side from her friend’s hearsays and what she heard on the campus but she has never caught him red-handed. She didn’t mind so much as long as she is the main chick and everyone knows it. She sighed heavily as she turned unto her back.
‘I will do it then but promise me this will be the last time. If I get pregnant again for you, we are getting married.’ She glared at him.
‘Of course, we are getting married. I love you, babe. Thank you for doing this for me.’ He rolled over her as he pulled at her lower lips and bit lightly. She moaned quietly.
‘I am going to miss you dreadfully.’ His voice was husky as he slipped his hand into the tank top and caressed her hard nipples lightly while his fingers gently kneaded her generous flesh.
She bucked urgently. He always knew the right button to press. Even when she was furious with him, she still came back for more.
He slipped his hand under her short skirt, pulled her pants aside and dipped into her moist depth. She was already dripping for him. He smiled smugly to himself as he hiked up her skirt and spread her legs.
‘No need to use protection tonight. We have already scored.’ He teased lightly as he settled between her thighs and drove into her in one thrust. He hit her center of gravity and she screamed with ecstasy. She clung to him as he thrust over and over until they both reached a climax.
‘I will miss you too, Tunde. I am missing you already. Please don’t disappoint me. I love you. I will kill myself if you don’t keep your promise.’ She clung to him with a desperation which unnerved him.
‘I promise, baby. I have never failed you before. I will not this time around.’ He hugged her tightly as they wrapped around each other.
That was the last time they saw each other until now.
*****
Meanwhile, Fatihat was in Josephine’s house, bitching about the trip she just made to Port-Harcourt.
“Can you imagine that idiot was in the same hotel I lodged in with another woman? She is one skinny Ibo girl like that” She paced the floor in front of her sister who was busy eating an apple in slices.
Josephine was pregnant. Her husband was spoiling her silly with anything eatable and edible.
“Why didn’t you confront him when you saw him?”
“I couldn’t. I was on my way to a business meeting when I saw them in the same cab. By the time I came back from my meeting, they have already checked out. God! I was so mad!”
“You are still mad and I can’t see why. The guy asked you to marry him so many times but you refused. So why shouldn’t he go for someone else who is willing, young and beautiful?”Josephine raised an eyebrow to her. She hissed viciously.
“Is that what you are supposed to say? A hell of a sister you are.” She spat as she picked up her purse and matched out of her house, closely followed by Josephine’s ringing laughter.
*****
“You have really done well for yourself. This is such a beautiful house.’ She looked around with open admiration.
‘I am sure you are not here to admire my house, Tola. There is a reason for your action. If you can go to the extent of laying an ambush for me in my house, you definitely have a purpose. Can you please save us the mystery?’ Her gaze swung to meet his. He watched as the smile drained from her eyes and it becomes blank with a coldness he felt in his bone. He tried not to let her see his fear but it was difficult.
‘I will spill it at my own fucking time. You are a bastard, Tunde. So you really want to make a home with your LovePeddler and bastards after you ruin my life, right?’ Her voice was soft and quiet but the venom in it was obvious. She opened her purse casually and brought out a knife and a gun. He took an involuntary step back.
‘Are you scared? I thought you are a macho man whose dick was a gift to every woman you come across.’ She laughed lightly but it was devoid of amusement. The saliva in his mouth ran dry and he swallowed hard.
‘Tolani, please don’t do anything rash. We were both young and foolish back then. I am sure we can come to a kind of arrangement between us. Just put those weapons away.’ His voice came out in a croak as he gestured to the weapons on his new settee.
‘Really? What kind of arrangement? Can you import a new womb for me so I will be able to give birth in future? Kindly add a husband as well because no man wants to marry a barren woman.’ She cocked her head to a side as she stared at him. He sighed heavily.
‘I am sorry, Tola. Kindly forgive me.’
‘Forgiveness belong to our creator. You didn’t keep your promise. You even have the nerve to come back into town with a new woman. You have got nerves, Tunde Abeebs. I always admire that about you.’ She laughed harshly.
‘What can I do to make it up to you?’ Desperation made his voice thick. Sweat beaded on his pores and trickled down the middle of his back.
‘That is a great question. I am spending the night in this house. We will find our way to the court tomorrow and get married.’
‘What!’ His voice reverberated throughout the house.

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TWENTY-ONE

“Those are one lousy set of people you moved with. How did they know about me?”Tunde asked curiously as he got behind the wheels and she slipped in beside him. “They are lousy by nature, which is why they were able to hold individual positions in the student union government. My life has always been a public book anyway, so I’m not surprised they know about you.”
‘How did you get to school today?”He asked curiously as he guided the car out of the school premises among jubilating students.
“I came on my power bike and gave it to one of my classmate who has always loved the bike.” Her voice vibrated with a quiet laugh as she turned to him. “Why did you want to see me?”
“I was told you were attacked again on your way from the kid’s school and you didn’t bother to tell me.” His voice was accusing.
“If I had told you, what did you intend to do about it?’
“But you could have told me or it is not important enough to mention in our discussion?”He drove out of the school premises and then, pulled up beside the road before facing her properly.
“Come off it. The attack has come and gone. We are still alive. What is the big deal about it?” Her voice heated up with anger. He gave her a moody look.
“I think I have to come up with another plan.”He gave her a speculative glance which raised her antennae instantly.
‘Don’t even go there, Tunde. You can hire bodyguards for your kids and whatever else you want but don’t try that with me, I’m not your woman and I can take good care of myself.”She was furious.
“You are not my woman yet. You will soon be and we both know it.”He met her gaze squarely and she returned it.
“You are so full of yourself, Tunde Abeeb. What gives you the idea that I even fancy you?” She was angry at the fact that he was right and he knew it.
“Look at me in the eye. Tell me I mean nothing to you and I will gladly let you go.’ He told her softly, quietly, holding her gaze. She looked away after a moment.
“That will be stupid of me.’ She murmured after a moment and looked out through her side of the window.
“You mean everything to me, Fatihat Ali. You are the only thing in my life I can never give up except the kids we made together.” His voice was full of sincerity. She realized with horror that he must have heard the statement she made to Tosin. “I heard what you said to Tosin quite alright and it made up my mind finally. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, baby.”He tipped her face towards him and covered her lips in a slow, thorough kiss that rocked her to the soul of her feet. She moaned helplessly as her heart picked up speed and responded to his kiss for a while until common sense intruded.
“I’m not ready to give up my freedom. I’m not even sure how I feel about you.” Her voice was pleading.
“I will give you as much time as you want but I don’t give up easily and I will keep asking you to marry me until you accept.”He promised her as he turned on the ignition key and moved out unto the road.
“Give me a break, will you?” She snapped angrily at him. He grinned as he flipped a finger down her small nose.
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Yetunde’s pregnancy was in the ninth month. She was due for birth at any moment. It was Sunday. She was feeling bored and lonely.
Funmi and Lekan have gone to spend the weekend at Fatihat’s house which was Fatihat’s idea to relieve her of their troubles. Ademola was out of town on a business trip and was supposed to be back yesterday but he called the previous night to tell her he won’t be able to get back as initially planned.
She was still seething from the call and decided to occupy herself by cleaning up the whole house. As she grew heavier and less agile with time, Fatihat has been helping her to run her business. She has become a close friend and sister, rather than someone she has met and known in a rather bitter and trickish circumstance.
She was busy washing the bathroom tiles when she felt water trickling down her thigh. A scream rose up her throat. She was scared as she moved slowly out of the bathroom when she heard a sound of a car driving into her compound.
Any company would be welcome right now, she thought gratefully as she hurried to the front door and threw it open in time to see fatihat getting out of the car.

You made our day. We appreciate you all, we love you and we are saying a big thank you for celebrating us.

May God bless you all beyond your wildest expectations. Amen.

Lots of love from Ire and mum!

P.S

Have you gotten your copy of TWISTS OF FATE?
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A copy is #500 only

Hello My People,

How have you been?

I can’t believe a year is gone already and my prince is a year older.
Meet the little dude who put a smile on my face, a spring to my steps and made me a proud mother.
He keeps me on my toes, makes me lose weight without going on diet exercise, LOL! He makes me reach beyond the sky, keeps my brain active always because when he asks questions, he needs an answer and whatever answer you give, he never forgets!
Iremide is 4 years old today!
Happy super birthday to this jewel of mine! To this wonderful gift from God! May I never know your grave! May your light continue to shine brighter! May Allah’s blessings, guidance, and mercy never depart from your life. Amen
Please help me celebrate my prince.
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That brings out to the second part of today’s significance in my life. It is the unveiling of my first e-book, TWISTS OF FATE.
It is ready and available on okadabooks. You can get it on this link: https://okadabooks.com/search?term=TWISTS+OF+FATE.
However, if you are interested in the Pdf format of the e-book, please send a message to obolaji2002@yahoo.com for the details.
Alternatively, you can chat me up.
P.S
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Thank you.