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TWENTY

“I have met Yetunde Badmus formally again. I think I like her tremendously.”Tunde said quietly as he looked down at her face.
“She is a good woman. She has been so supportive throughout this whole ordeal. I never expected this much from her, considering the circumstances surrounding our meeting but then I have met just a few nice people in my journey through life so far.”She said with a smile but he didn’t smile back.
“Things will start changing from now on. That is a promise.”He licked the top of her nose and made her giggle.
“Stop it! I have a lot of things to do this morning.”She pushed at him again.
“Of course, we have things to do.”He winked outrageously at her and traced the seam of her lips with his tongue. Her eyes fluttered closed and she relaxed against him as he sucked at her lower lips, nibbling gently.
She tugged at his casual shirt until it came out of the waistband of his jeans and slide her hands up his bare back caressingly. He groaned deep in his throat and took full possession of her mouth, making her moan softly against his mouth.
His buttons came undone one after the other and she pressed her fingers to his bare chest. He broke the kiss, angled his head and kissed her again, thoroughly and deeply until she felt her toes curling with desire. He moved both of them slowly, systematically until she felt the back of her knees touched the edge of the bed and lowered both of them to the bed.
*****
“Fatihat, I need to use your bathroom. The guest toilet is seriously messed up and I’m pressed right now.”Yetunde’s voice proceeded her into the room as she opened Fatihat’s bedroom door and waddled in. “Excuse me.” she took in the scene at a glance and beat a hasty retreat.
Fatihat broke the kiss and stared at the closed door for a moment.
“She is gone already.”His voice was husky as he turned onto his back, carrying her with him.
“I really need to get up and dressed.”She began but had barely finished the sentence when he kissed her again.
Once again, she was lost in the passion engulfing them both. He caressed her through the house robe before finally tugging at the sash to run his fingers over her bare shoulder, pulling the robe down her arms inch by inch.
“I want you so much it hurts!”He groaned against her lips and followed the path he had exposed with his lips. She moaned out loud and threw back her head in invitation.
The door opened again in the distance. Josephine’s voice penetrated through the blood rushing through her head.
“Sleepyhead wake up! Your colleagues at work are here to for a visit.”Josephine was saying as she rubbed her palms down the front of the apron covering her clothe and gaped, slack-jawed at the scene before her eyes.
“Why can’t one have a moment of privacy in this room?”He mumbled to himself, buried his head in the curve of her neck for a moment to get his equilibrium back before releasing her with obvious reluctance and got to his feet. He scowled at Josephine.
“If eyes can kill, I would have been dead by now.”Josephine laughed at him. He walked out with a hiss, even as a reluctant smile tugged at his lips.
Fatihat rolled onto her stomach and buried her head in the pillow for a moment.
“No comment, baby sister. I will just wait for you to dress up and we can go downstairs together.”Josephine sat down at her dressing table and stretched out her aching legs.
“I don’t need your comment but I will give you mine. You are a royal pain in the ass.” she went back to her open wardrobe.
“Tell me, please. Would you guys have made love while we are downstairs, waiting for you?”Josephine asked curiously.
“How am I supposed to know when you barged in on us?”Fatihat hissed again as she threw out jean and t-shirt and slammed the wardrobe door closed.
“Don’t tell me you are so Hot, dearie.” Josephine raised an eyebrow at her. They both burst into laughter.
“What is going on between you guys?’Her sister asked after a moment. She shrugged with a nonchalance she was not feeling.
“I don’t know. Please don’t ask me that question again because I don’t know the answer.” Her sister saw the confusion in her eyes.
“I know you will work it out eventually. No wonder you have not been moving with your crew lately. Is it because of him?”Josephine got to her feet as her sister pulled on her jeans and dropped the robe.
“I am a mother. None of my friends has a kid. They don’t understand that no matter how much I value their friendship, my kid will always come first.” She shrugged as she pulled on her t-shirt.
“That is right. You may also decide to settle down at any time. I am sure none of them is at that stage yet. Life is not always about catching fun with parties and booze always.”Josephine pulled off her apron and threw it around her neck.
“Don’t even go there, Jose. I didn’t tell you I am ready to settle down.’ She scowled at her sister. ‘That reminds me. Who was that man sitting beside mum in the sitting room? I have never seen him before.” Her voice was curious she opened the door and stepped out, closely followed by her sister.
“His name is Kayode Okunola. He works in Muritala Mohammed International Airport but he also has other businesses elsewhere. He is a widower with grown-up kids who stayed in the United Kingdom. Mum met him during one of her business trip out of the country and they have been friends since then.” Josephine rattled off with a mischievous smile.
Fatihat stopped abruptly and her sister almost ran into her back. She turned around to face her. “How come you know so much about him? What kind of friendship exists between man and woman?”
“It is the kind of friendship that is running through your head right now. Don’t tell me you are getting worked up at the thought of your mother dating a man?”
“Are you telling me she is actually dating that man? I can’t believe that!”She felt the panic rise up in her throat.
‘Yes. You should get used to it. Get out of my way please!” Josephine pushed past her and went down the staircase.
She stared after her for a moment and stormed down the staircase as well.
*****
Her siblings have moved to the swimming pool terrace while the younger kids have moved to Gift’s room to play with her games but her mother was still sitting where she was with the same man when she got to the sitting room.
She seethed with anger as she entertained her company staffs with the help of Yetunde and Josephine.
She couldn’t bear it any longer. She marched to where her mother was sitting and requested to see her privately in the kitchen. She didn’t spare Kayode a glance.
“That is my daughter, Kayode. I’m sorry she was so rude to you but she is a very nice girl.” Chenille’s voice was full of apology as she got to her feet.
“I’ve noted the resemblance. I also understand her reaction as well. She has every right to her feelings.”He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. She gave him a grateful smile. “Thank you. I will be right back.” She squeezed his hand right back and went to meet her daughter where she was waiting impatiently in the kitchen.
*****
“Who is he, mom?”
“His name is Kayode. He is my friend. Do you have a problem with that?”She raised an eyebrow at her daughter as she sat down on a kitchen stool.
“When do you start having man friends? I think that should be my ball game.” Her voice was full of sarcasm.
“I have a life to live and I won’t spend it defending it to you, Elizabeth. I’m sorry this is coming as a shock to you but Kayode is the second man I’m dating in my entire life. I’m willing to take the risk of being hurt again if it is worth it.”
“In other words, you are telling me you are willing to marry him if it works out, right?”She felt what she recognized as fear rising up her throat like bile. Chenille nodded. “Don’t you ever learn from your past mistake, mum?”
“I learn from it, love but I don’t have to live in the past. The fear of being let down should not stop me from reaching out and loving again. It is a risk worth taking, my dear daughter.” She saw Yetunde hovering in the kitchen doorway, about to turn around and motioned for her to come in.
“Don’t you know men are nothing but snakes and I think by now you should know that?”Fatihat turned round in frustration and blushed when she saw Yetunde.
“It is okay, fatihat. I think your mum is right. Not all men are snakes and I’m a living testimony to that.” Yetunde told her with a gentle smile. She turned to stare out of the window, trying to come to terms with her feelings. “I know you once persuaded Olalekan to accept his step-father. Yes, I know about it.”She added when Fatihat gave her a surprised look. “He told me about the conversation he had with you but I didn’t know it was you he was talking about. I warned him not to talk to strangers again.”Yetunde’s smile was rueful.
“How are you so sure he is going to make you happy? How are you sure he won’t hurt you the way dad did?”She felt as if she was losing her mother again when she just found her.
“I am not sure but I am ready to find out. No law stated that I should marry him; I’m just giving him a chance in my life. I need a companion, Elizabeth, you can’t provide everything for me.”Chenille got to her feet and took her hands in hers.
“If he messes up, she can always opt out. It is not a do or die affair. It doesn’t mean her love for you will diminish.’ Yetunde’s smile was reassuring.
“You are my only baby, Lizzy. I love you so much. Nobody can ever take your place in my heart.’ Chenille enveloped her in a warm, sweet hug. Fatihat felt tears fill her eyes. “I hope so.”Her voice ended in a whisper but her mother heard her and drew back.
“That is a promise, baby and I intend to keep it.” She kissed her cheeks and watched her for a moment as she struggled to accept it all at once.
“No problem.” She turned towards Yetunde who was busy at the sink now. “Mama Triplet, don’t you think it is right time you get off your feet?”Yetunde laughed.
“She is right. You have done enough for a day.” Chenille seconded firmly and pushed her away from the sink gently.
“Don’t start on me, please. Ademola has been shooting me daggers with his eyes but I’m as strong as a horse, I swear.’ She grinned but she sank into the kitchen stool when fatihat pushed her into one.
“Mum, go and attend to your visitor. I will sort this out.”Fatihat pushed her mother out of the kitchen and went to the sink to wash up the dirty dishes.
*****
“Do you think I am being childish by feeling scared?” She asked after a moment of companionable silence.
“No. You are just being human. You are the bravest woman I have ever come across.”
“I just felt as if I’m losing everybody that means something to me.’ She laughed nervously. “I mean Josephine is getting married to wale next month and mum’s relationship may eventually work out.”Her voice ended in a whisper.
“Common, Fatihat, you are braver than this. You are not losing them simply because they are involved in a relationship that makes them happy. You should be happy for them and learn to accept the happy change that is happening in their lives. Yoruba people will say twenty kids cannot play for twenty years, it is simply impossible.”The older woman told her wisely. She listened while she sorted through her feelings. “Moreover, I think you are a very lucky woman.” she added. Fatihat turned to give her full attention.
“How?” Her look was confused.
“You are young, beautiful and rich which cannot be said for a lot of women. You have kids that adore you, siblings, a mother, and best of all a man who adores you unless I am misinterpreting something.”Yetunde met her gaze. She turned away.
‘Please don’t go there. I don’t know the answer to that myself.” She murmured to herself.
Yetunde smiled at her back. She is in love and she doesn’t even know it yet, the older woman thought amusingly but wisely kept her comment to herself.
*****
It was her last semester in school. The final exam was ongoing but she didn’t have any paper to write that day. She was in school for tutorial classes and was about to leave when her phone rang. It was Yetunde.
“Hi fatihat, Can you get Lekan and Funmi in school today while you pick up Gift and Aisha? I’m feeling a bit sick and I can’t get hold of my driver.”Yetunde said in a strained voice.
Fatihat had been a quite busy mapping out her sibling’s future. She had enrolled Bilqis in a private lesson to help her catch up with her secondary school education while she enrolled the twins in the college section of her children's school, so they were in the same school with Yetunde’s step-daughter, Funmi.
She had never bothered to find out how they got mixed up with the ruthless gang because she had an idea of how already.
Aisha had started out at pre-nursery but the little girl’s smartness, despite her poor educational background had shocked them all. She was promoted to grade classes a few weeks later.
She decided to hasten up her progress by hiring private tutors for her and she wasn’t disappointed. She felt it was her greatest investment so far and one she was enjoying.
“I will pick them up and get them home for you but please try and see your doctor. I don’t want any complications.”Fatihat warned her.
“God forbids bad thing! Thank you fatihat, I really appreciate this.”Yetunde said with a laugh and hang up.
*****
Fatihat was driving towards Yetunde’s place in Lekki with Aisha sitting beside her in the front while the other three kids sat behind her in the back seat, gisting about their day in school when a bullet entered the car. It missed fatihat by a hair’s breath and went out through the other window.
“That was a gunshot.”Funmi announced in shock while the other kids simply stared on in horror. Fatihat was shocked for just a moment before her finger jabbed on a button and all the windows went up.
“The windows are bullet-proof but I want you to keep your heads down and away from the window.”She ordered as she scanned the rearview mirror to know where her assailant was. Her foot pressed down on the accelerator. The car shot forward and the kids clung to each other.
“Oh god! What is all this again?”Gift began to cry as she re-lived the horror of her days during the kidnap.
“Will you shut your mouth and let me concentrate?”Fatihat shouted at her with a brief glance backward.
“It is okay, Gift. I’m sure Aunty Lilah will handle this perfectly.”Lekan patted his sister’s back comfortingly.
“That is right. She is a super-hero. Let’s keep praying. We will get home safely by God’s Grace.”Funmi seconded. Gift nodded without conviction.
Fatihat listened with half an ear to the children’s conversation and would have been amused if not because it was a life and death situation. She watched her side-mirror and noted her assailant was n a dark blue heavily tinted Honda accord but she couldn’t see their faces.
More shots rang out and the bullet sting her windows but it held.
Suddenly, the traffic on the road cleared and the road becomes deserted. She knew they could puncture her tire which would be suicidal with all the kids in the car. She regretted not having her gun with her.
Regret she quickly dismissed when she remembered she couldn’t kill in front of the kids, not when Lekan was already regarding her as some sort of superwoman. Frustration ate deep into her system but it didn’t stop her from thinking of how to get them out of this alive.
She sat back in a show of relaxation and steadily increased her speed. Funmi glanced at the speedometer and away again and stifled a scream. She swerved right, then left and overtook the few cars on the road as they started aiming at her car tires. She was damned if she would lead them to Yetunde’s house, so she led them out of Lagos via Epe road, lost them along the way. She came back into Lagos as it was getting dark.
*****
“I was worried sick when you didn’t pick your calls. What is going on for God’s sake? Who is behind all these attacks?”Yetunde asked in horror when she heard their ordeal.
“I don’t know. Tunde’s detective has been working on it but so far so good, he has come up with nothing. This time around, I’m the target and they are in for a big fight because I’m not my daughter.” Her voice was grim.
“You are the mother of his daughter. He or She is aware of this.”Yetunde’s voice was quiet.
“They should go after his mother and his brothers. They should leave me in peace with my kid.” Her voice rang with open frustration as she got to her feet.
“It will soon be over but please be careful and watch your back always.” Yetunde reached for her hand and squeezed reassuringly.
“I will. I have to start going home. I have papers to write tomorrow.”She looked at her daughter who was huddled in an oversized sofa in a corner of the sitting room and dozing fitfully. Her heart went to her.
“Hey, baby. Should we go home now?”She scooped her up and sat down with her on her lap.
“Can’t we stay in mama triplet’s house? Those bad men can come after us again.”Gift burrowed into mother’s body and clung to her in obvious fear. Yetunde raised an eyebrow at the name the little girl had used to refer to her, knowing it was Fatihat’s handwork. Fatihat tried not to laugh out loud.
“Mama Triplet, can we spend the night here”Fatihat grinned at her.
“You are welcome with your battalions. Let’s have dinner and go to bed please.”Yetunde got to her feet and moved towards the kitchen.
*****
It was Saturday. It was her last day in school. She just finished her last paper and was standing among her favorite’s classmates, mostly guys, listening to their heated argument.
It had been a very busy week in which she had attended almost all the send-off parties given to her and all the executives almost every night throughout the past few weeks. She was presidents of many of the social clubs in the school. She also held a post of vice-president at the student union government level. She was an active member known by virtually everybody on the campus.
She was still reeling from the praises and gifts showered on her by both individual and students body and was reluctant to say her final goodbye when Tunde appeared beside her.
“Good afternoon sir.”The students chorused. They caught both of them by surprise. “Good afternoon, guys. Congrats! I guessed today is your last day in school?”Tunde grinned at them as he shakes them one after the other.
‘Yes, sir. Can I serve in your company, sir?”Kola, the lousiest among them said quite seriously. Tunde exchanged a glance with fatihat who gave a rueful shrug.
“You are all welcome if you are posted to my company. I’m open to any assistance I can render you guys. I’m also wishing you luck in your various Endeavors’
“Lilah, you have always been one lucky babe! I envy you seriously.”The only other female among them, who happened to be deputy president of their department, Tosin said with undisguised admiration as she eyed Tunde and nodded her approval. Fatihat rolled her eyes in exasperation.
“You have always been one lousy bitch. I’m still going to miss you.”Fatihat scowled at her but her smile broke through.
“I wouldn’t mind that hunk of your man if that is the only thing you will give me.”Tosin whispered into her ear and hugged her tight.
“He is the only thing I can’t give you and my baby, of course, you rat!” Fatihat whispered back as she pinched and hugged her at the same time.
“I can’t blame you. We will keep in touch, right? I have one last meeting at the department.”
“We will see in town.”Fatihat nodded to her.
“It is really nice meeting you in person, Mr. Abeeb. Hope to see you some other time.” She saluted him and went away on a jog.
The guys collected Tunde’s number for future purpose. Fatihat said her final goodbye with hugs and promises to keep in touch and finally walked away from her campus life without a backward glance.

Thank you guys. I am doing fine.

I am also grateful to those who took their time to seek me out personally on my facebook page to know how i am doing, I appreciate you all.

I am back now, hopefully.

I apologize sincerely for the delay.

My son's birthday is on 20th June. I will be launching my first e-book, TWIST OF FATE on that day.

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divinehand2003:
Action packed indeed. Thanks for the update. Bless you plenty

Thank you.

lonesome501:
arabinrin bolape,,kudossssss!!

You are welcome.

Otuosowo:
Thanks for the updates, I enjoyed every bit of it. more inspiration fall on you dear. your the best. Its a hit back to back.

Yes, as long as the kidnapper is still out there.

YoungBruzzy:
What A Relief,, Thank God nothing happen to my cutie GIFT And her Superhero mum.... The fight is not yet over Sha as long as NIKE is still out there...

Kudos to the writer of this story, More grease to your elbow.

Lol. Na real twist and turn.

Glad you enjoy reading it.

Ruqayaharik:
This update is superb. Still waiting for the twists and turns. More ink to your pen ma'am.

Thank you.

Crystalprince:
Wow! You are really good.

We thank God.

Work is good.

ogunholla:
Thanks Bolape madam for this length update. How has work been?

No, it is not the end. Too many loose ends, not yet tied up.

kayusdguy:
First to read this update ma BOLAPE . KEEP IT UP.
Should we be looking forward to MORE UPDATES or IS THIS THE END?

NINETEEN (CONTINUES)
“Hands up!”A cold voice ordered immediately she dropped unto the other side of the fence. Shivers of dread ran down her spine but she didn’t move from her bent position. “Are you deaf?”The voice snapped angrily as the figure of a tall, bulky man moved into view, obviously holding a gun.
She dismissed the idea of tackling him physically because he was far bigger than she was but when she finally straightened up seconds later, she was holding her gun. She shot him without aim in a blink of an eye.
The gunshot mingled with an ear-splitting scream of pain from the bulky man whose gun has dropped in the process. It was then she realized she has forgotten to put the silencer on her gun. She stood back and shot the man in the forehead. He went down without a sound.
She moved back in the shadows, knowing she has already announced her presence with that scream. She waited in the corner of the backyard where the shadow of a palm tree hides her presence. She held her breath as she watched the shadow of a man moved out cautiously from the back entrance of the house. He looked around for the source of the sound and saw the body of his colleague.
“Ray, are you okay?”He whispered as he turned the man over and saw the wound on his head. She frowned. The voice sounded like the voice she had heard earlier on the phone but this is a boy, not a man, she thought in confusion and decided to take her chance.
A bullet flew by the boy’s ear, barely missing him. He jerked back in horror, looking towards the direction of the shot. She stretched out her hand as she came out of the shadow.
“Don’t bother with it. We both know I would have killed you a moment ago if I want to, so let me have that gun now.’ Her voice was quiet but he recognized the menace in it. To her surprise, his hardened face dissolved into smiles and he handed over his gun without qualms.
“Ah!! Sister Fatihat, I’m not disappointed in you. You really impressed me today.”His voice was low but she heard him clearly and stared intently at his face.
“You are the one who called me this morning, right? I seem to remember the voice.’ Her face was devoid of any expression.
“Yes, I am the one who called you. I saw your name and phone number on the interview you had with the press immediately you came back from Abuja. My name is Isiak Ali and my twin brother, Ismail Ali is inside the building. Can you remember those names? We were just kids when you left Kaduna.”He held her gaze without moving an inch from where he stood and watched her, watching him with the help of the light coming from the moonlight that just appeared briefly, searching for family resemblance, then she grinned suddenly.
“The daredevil twins! Both of you eventually ended up in the devil’s den!”She gave out a low laugh, soft and infectious as she remembered her old nick-name for them, behind their mother’s back of course. He found himself grinning back.
“It wasn’t a palatable journey. I know you will be wondering how I was able to recognize you. Apart from the picture in the paper, your kid is the spitting image of what you look like as a child and I still have that picture in my head till now. We were moved here today. Only God knows what that means.”He watched as the smile drained out of her eyes.
“I hope I’m not too late? How is she?”
“She is okay. My bosses are inside with her now. They asked me to check the source of the noise. I’m sure they will be wondering what is taking me so long.”He glanced towards the house with apprehension and then, back at her.
“What kind of vehicle brought them to this place? How many are they?” She asked as she reloaded her gun with the shells in her boot.
“There are just two from Lagos with Ismail making three; he has a long scar on his right cheek sustained from a street fight.”He gave a rueful shrug when she raised an eyebrow at him. “They brought a black 504 Peugeot car.”He answered rather puzzle.
“That is the car they used in kidnapping my baby. Take your gun and punctured their four tyres with bullets. Get water and poured it into their petrol tank. I will deal with those sons of bitches.”
“That is a piece of cake. We are three against their two. I’m sure we will conquer them.” He moved away and blended into the darkness.
*****
Fatihat noticed that only one room was lit in the whole house. She assumed that was where the party was taking place. She walked in through the back door with the help of a thin torchlight and found herself in what must be a long, unlit corridor.
She picked her way slowly, progressively, keeping to the side of the wall until she came to a room where she heard voices and proceeded to try her hand on the doorknob. The air on her nape stood up instinctively before she was grabbed by two powerful hands abruptly from the back. Her torchlight dropped as she was propelled into the room. She noted the boy with the scar almost immediately as their eyes connected briefly. In that brief moment, she saw the fear and terror in his eyes.
The other man, Raymond, popularly called Jack Daniels (J.D for short), chuckled to himself in delight as she was brought in.
*****
“Mummy!!!”Gift screamed from where she was seated on the ground, still clad in her filthy school uniform.
“It is so good to meet you in person, Delilah Smith. I have no business with you. What are you doing here?”J.D asked with a smile.
“That is my kid you have with you. I intend to have her back, alive!”The two men laughed at her outburst. The sound sent a chill down her spine.
“You know what, Delilah Smith? You have nerves. I have always hated you for it. I guess this is my opportunity to deal with you after finishing my first assignment.”He glanced significantly at her daughter. Her heart freezes in terror but her face was a complete blank.
“Please don’t kill my mummy.”Gift cried out, tears filling her eyes. The two men laughed again. The man behind Fatihat, known simply as Canon among the gang, jerked her arms back forcefully and she stifled a cry of pain, even as tears filled her eyes.
“Let me give the iron lady a dose of her own medicine before we get going.” J.D moved towards her with a wicked grin. He raised his fist to punch her nose.
She jerked backward forcefully to both men’s surprise and brought her foot down on the J.D’s face.
Ismail chose that moment to strike out at his bosses. He reached for a metal rod standing against the wall and hit Canon on the back. Cries of pain from both men filled the room. She was released so abruptly that she stumbled forward. She took a deep breath to regain her balance and then proceeded to attack Canon.
“You bloody traitor! Why the hell are you fighting on her behalf? You think you can find favor with her. I will teach you a lesson you will never forget in your miserable life.’ J.D rounded on Ismail.
They were engaged in a fierce struggle while his accomplice lay on the floor, still writhing from the blow from the metal rod. J.D disengaged abruptly as a knife appeared in his hand and proceeded to stab the younger boy. Fatihat turned around in time and shot him in the head.
The next moment, she would have been a dead woman because Canon whom she thought was helpless had gotten to his feet with a gun and was aiming it at the back of her head with trembling fingers.
‘Mum, look out!”Gift screamed out a late warning. Fatihat swirled round abruptly. Isiak came in at that precise moment and shot him in the head. He went down without a sound and suddenly all was quiet.
*****
She took the knife from Ismail and cut the rope that was used to bind her daughter’s hands and legs. She then scooped the little girl up in a tight, fierce hug.
“Thanks for coming to my rescue, mum. I love you so much.”Gift clung to her. The twins looked on in obvious envy and admiration.
“I will do anything for my precious baby. I think I saw Tunde’s car behind me on my way here. It was very foolish of him if indeed he was the one, though’ She backed her daughter. She was secretly glad of the moral support, no matter how stupid the act was.
They made their way out of the house. A car’s headlight flashed in the distance. She released a warning shot into the air. The car moved closer and she stood in front of her family, her finger on the trigger.
“It is me, Tunde. Please put that gun away. It looks scary and deadly.”Tunde called out in the darkness. They all burst into laughter.
“It is my daddy.”Gift cried excitedly as she scrambled down. Tunde pulled over and got out of the car in time to catch his daughter as she lurched against him.
“That is my baby. I hope you were really brave in there?”He swallowed a lump in his throat as he smiled bravely at his daughter. She giggled as she clung to his neck.
“Well done! You are a courageous woman.’ Tunde’s brother hugged her one after the other.
“But you guys are not supposed to be here tonight. What if the gang came around and saw you loitering around their territory. It is deadly.” Her voice was chiding.
“It is a risk worth taking.”Wale hugged her once again and ushered father and daughter into the car.
“This place gives me the creeps.”Ayo grabbed Isiak’s hand and pulled him into the car with him.
“See you guys in town. Let’s go, Ismail.”She climbed her bike. He got behind her, and she sped into the night, closely followed by Tunde’s car.
*****
The sun was already peeping through the window when Fatihat opened her eyes and stretched out her body luxuriously. It was her first sound sleep since she came back from Abuja and learned about her daughter’s kidnap.
Her eyes went to the wall clock and she shot upright in bed, her mouth dropping open in absolute shock. It was eleven’ o clock on the dot.
She walked into the bathroom for a cold shower, changed into a short house robe and sauntered out of the room. She was half-way down the staircase when the sound of voices hit her and she leaned over the banister to see what was going on in her sitting room.
The sight she beholds gave her the second shock of the day but this time around, it was a pleasant shock!
*****
Both the Badmus and the Abeebs were around including Yemi Abeeb who was seated beside her mother and listening intently to what she was saying.
All her siblings were standing together, gisting and laughing in a happy reunion. Her kids were sitting separately in a corner of the room, already bathed and looking fresh in a pair of jean trouser and white vest.
Breakfast was ready on the Dining table. They all helped themselves to it one after the other.
Funmi took her plate and joined the younger twins on the rug. Aisha did the same, even though she didn’t understand half of what they were saying but she knew she was welcomed all the same.
Chenille was sitting between Yemi and a ruggedly handsome gentleman in his late forties. Yetunde was busy helping Josephine with breakfast in the kitchen and getting it to the sitting room while her husband was engrossed in a heated argument over football with Ayo, even as he wolfed down his breakfast.
It was an amusing sight and one which filled Fatihat’s heart with happiness. She moved away and leaned against the wall as tears filled her eyes.
So I have finally created a home. You are a truly wonderful God, she thought as she lifted her eyes skyward and thanked her creator with all her heart and soul. I guess it is time to give up the past and move on with my life, she thought with a smile and turned around to go upstairs.
*****
“Is there any problem?”Tunde called from the foot of the staircase. She turned back with a smile.
“Everything is fine. I’m just so happy.”She hugged herself and grinned at him.
“You deserve it and more. Thank you.”He said simply as he came slowly up the staircase. “You are welcome. I want to show you something.”She took his wrist and led him into her bedroom. He sat down on her bed while she went o her chest drawer and pulled it out. ‘I don’t like the way you came after me last night. It is very dangerous. She could have lost both of us at the same time.”She rounded on him as she remembered the scene.
‘I am not sorry I come after you, Fatihat. It was my battle to fight and I intend to get to the bottom of it all.”His voice was firm with determination. She gave a shrug before she turned to her wardrobe.
“Who do you think could be behind the kidnap?”She asked curiously as she faced him with a file.
“I have my suspicion but I want it confirmed. What is that?”He asked curiously.
“I want to sell my share of the Abeebs group of companies back to you. Are you interested?”She asked with a raised eyebrow. He stared at her for a long moment with a blank expression.
‘If I am not interested, what will you do with it?”He asked softly with a dare.
“I will sell it out to interested buyers. I want to face my other businesses. Apart from that, I have to admit you are better off running your papa’s business without any interference from me, so what do you say?”She threw back the dare. He laughed out loud.
“No wonder I have grown very fond of you. You are such a contradicting woman. I am interested but I don’t have ready cash or asset now. We can work something out when I get back to work. Right?”He asked as he gave her a solemn look.
“I don’t have any problem with that. There is enough time to do that.’ She dropped the file on her dressing table.
“Does that mean you are going to resign or will you still work for the company?”He asked curiously. She looked down her nose at him.
‘I can’t work for anybody, not even a company. I will hand in my official resignation letter by next week Monday. I have even forgotten today is a weekday. I have never had so many visitors in my entire lifetime at once.”She grinned as she crossed to her wardrobe to get a more presentable clothing to meet her visitors.
“I’m sure you are unaware of your own worth. Trust me, you will receive more visitor today than you will ever do in your entire lifetime because you were a hero.”He grinned and got to his feet.
“A hero indeed!”She gave a dismissing laugh as she opened her wardrobe door and started sorting through her clothes. He came up behind her and circled her waist with his arms. She turned in his embrace and pushed at his chest in vain.

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NINETEEN

It was Fatihat. She was just disembarking from the bike when he came out. He raised an eyebrow at her dressing.
“Are you going to the devil’s den?”He asked in a humorless voice. She grinned quickly. “I had a phone call this morning. I’m going to get my kid.”She gave him a summary of her phone call conversation with the early morning anonymous caller. The hair on his neck stood up in alarm.
“Are you crazy? What if it is a false alarm and the call was made to lure you out into danger? Don’t you ever think at all?” Bone-deep fear made his voice sharper than he had intended as he shook her by the shoulder violently.
“Stop it!”She ordered sharply as she shrugged off his hands. “I’m not stupid and I’m aware of the danger I am walking into but I’m willing to risk my life to save my daughter’s. “She ended in a gentler voice. He stared at her bleakly. “I’m willing to offer myself as bait and take the risk if it is worth it but I won’t sit at home and do nothing. It is not my nature and you know it. “
‘You don’t think you should let the police handled this?’
‘They have been handling it for more than 2 days. Are you expecting me to sit down until they called me to come and identify my daughter’s body? I lose her once. I won’t lose her again.’ She vowed quietly. He sighed out loudly.
“They are not out to get you, Fatihat. Whoever is behind this kidnap is aiming for me. Please don’t add to the burden on my conscience. Come to your sense and stop acting the macho woman.” He pleaded as he took her hands and she gave it a reassuring squeeze. “That is the more reason I have to rescue my kid. She is just a baby. She shouldn’t be hurt for the mistake you made in the past. I intend to come back but if anything happens just in case, that was why I came to your house before leaving for my destination. Please take good care of my kids; thank God they are yours too. Lekan has finally accepted me into his life, thanks to the crisis on the ground. “She gave a quick grin which tore at his heart. He turned away.
“I hope you have backup plans?”Tayo came out of the house, not bothering to hide the fact that he has been eavesdropping on their conversation. His siblings joined him on the front porch, leaving their mother in the sitting room where the tears never stopped flowing, especially since she heard the bravery in Fatihat’s words.
Motherhood could be a curse at times, she thought forlornly.
“I will be very stupid not to have one plus it is a territory I’m familiar with. I’ve been there before. How are you, Tayo?”
‘I’m good. I could see you are too.”He gave her a boyish grin and she returned it.
“Damn it. I don’t want to lose you, no matter how stubborn and frustrating a woman you are.”He caught her to him and kissed her desperately. Her body relaxed against him. She kissed him back with equal fervor. The kiss continued on and on for a moment until he finally released her and looked down at her face.
“I’ve not succeeded in changing your mind, right?”
“Just wish me luck if you believe in it, I’m running behind schedule. See you!”She glanced at her wrist-watch and bounced down the front porch, then straddled her bike and rode into the night without a backward glance.
*****
Tunde ran into the house and snatched up his car key.
“Are you going to tail her?’ Wale asked curiously.
“Yes. Tayo, please stay at home and get in contact with my Private detectives. Call him on my behalf and tell him what is happening.”He gave his younger brother the card. He didn’t raise an eyebrow when his two other siblings joined him in the car.
“Please be careful.”Tayo cautioned as Tunde drove out of the house at a neck-breaking speed. They spotted fatihat in the distance immediately he drove unto the expressway and he kept behind her at a safe distance.
“I’m wondering if we are going to Oyo state at this time of the night.”Ayo’s voice was solemn. The other two burst into nervous laughter.
She rode on without reducing speed on the now-deserted road until they left Lagos far behind them and turned suddenly into an untarred road.
“Do you know where she is going?”Wale turned to his younger brother. He shakes his head in the negative.
“I’m not sure of the exact address but I have a rough idea. It is not a palatable place to be.”Tunde shrugged.
“I just hope we are not too late.”Ayo voiced out the fear on everybody’s mind but none of his brothers answered him as they watched fatihat snapped off her headlight and rode on in the dark.
“She is so brave!”Tunde murmured to himself as he turned off his own headlight. They drove on in the enveloping darkness.
“She is not Delilah Smith for nothing, guys. I used to hear about her escapades for years from my friends for a long time, not knowing she is the same woman as Fatihat Ali.”Ayo’s voice resonates with reluctant admiration.
“She reigned in Lagos social circle. There were rumors that she deals in shady business, that it was how she made her money so fast. God knows how true that is.”Wale added conversationally.
“She is still reigning till now. It is just that she has been lying low since she met her kids. I don’t care how shady her deals were. The woman is just too smart and cool to be true.” Tunde grinned at that.
“I should have been warned about the new Fatihat Ali but I was out of the country mostly when she was making waves and I must admit she is still making it. Half of the damn board of directors and company is half in love with her. One moment, she would be unselfishly generous, only God knows how many youths she was sending to school and practically supporting the family. The next moment, she would be so ruthless you could have strangled the life out her body. She is a highly contradicting woman.”Tunde’s smile was rueful as he kept his unwavering glance on the figure in the distance.
“And you like her that way, don’t you? You like every damn frustrating thing about the woman.”Ayo said with a perspective which shocked his two elder brothers.
“I like her alright but I don’t want to inspect the depth of my feelings for her until all this mess is sorted out first and I make my peace with Nike.”He said soberly which brought them back to the situation on the ground.
“I hope you are not still planning to get married to Nike, even if she forgives you because it will be unfair to both of you when it is obvious you have strong feelings for the mother of your kids?”Wale voiced out Ayo’s fear as he glanced at his brother’s unreadable profile.
“Time will tell.” was all Tunde said. They let the subject dropped as they saw fatihat turned into another untarred road and they lost sight of her for a moment.
“I’m fairly sure she is aware we are behind her. She is too smart not to be aware of the fact that she was being tailed especially since it seems as if we are the only two automobiles in the whole world.”Ayo broke the tense silence once again.
Tunde nodded as he turned into the same road, coming into view of the lone rider again. On both sides of the road were tall bushes and the air becomes chilly.
“I’m wondering if our journey is ever going to end. “Wale rubbed the chill out of his arms.
Just then, Fatihat pulled up by the bush and jumped off the bike. Tunde came to a stop by the bush too and turned off the engine. They watched her dropped the bike into the bush and headed for a tall fence they noticed for the first time.
“How could anybody build a house in this kind of place?”Ayo wondered aloud in pure awe and horror.
“Well, it is built by those who have evil plans to carry out and things to hide from the normal society”Wale answered coldly.
“I have a feeling that my daughter is somewhere in that fucking building and I’m feeling damn helpless watching her mother go in there to rescue her on her own.”Tunde said with gritted teeth.
“But that is the wisest thing to do. Both of you cannot put yourself at the same time. That is apart from the part that she is more experienced in handling things like this than you do. So be content with being a backup plan.”Wale told him with a casualness he wasn’t feeling.
“God! This girl is a born rascal! Look at the way she just vaulted over that tall fence!”Ayo gave a long slow whistle of admiration as they watched Fatihat reached up to the fence with her two hands. She swung her legs over and disappeared into the building. That was the last they saw of her until they heard a gunshots moments later.
Fear tightened Tunde’s stomach into knots as he stared at his brothers in horror. Ayo squeezed his shoulder from the back seat in assurance.
“It will be alright by God’s grace.” He nodded tensely as he brought out his phone to make calls.

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kayusdguy:
I love your work ma BOLAPE . I read your other two stories on nairaland and i must say i really admire your work. More grace to your elbow ma.
I am still waiting for the sequel of the diary of olajumoke davies (i don't know if you've started the part 2)
And please ma, don't let anything happen to Gift and it would be lovely if Tunde knows how Fatihat got wealthy.
Well done ma

Lol.

You are welcome.

skubido:
Maami nothing should happen to my osha pra pra Gift oooo





tanks a lot for the update.

Like as u dey release ham jhor

wagbayii maami.God bless

You are welcome.

We are not sure it is Nike who do the kidnapping though.

aprilwise:
Nike get mind dey go kidnap gift. every updates is always on point. thanks

EIGHTEEN (CONTINUES)

Tunde’s phone vibrated. It was a message alert. He brought out the phone and stared at the text message. He notched his brother in the side and showed him the text message. “Your baby is innocent but she will pay dearly for her father’s sins. May her soul rest in perfect peace!” Wale whispered out the message as cold chills ran down his spine.
“What did you do again, Tunde? Who is it this time around?” He whispered furiously.
“I didn’t offend anybody, not intentionally anyway.’ He whispered back, feeling sick with fear and horror.
Wale got to his feet, snatched his wrist and practically dragged him out of the house into the open compound. “I’m sincerely getting tired of you and your problem. Now an innocent kid is going to pay for an offense she knew nothing about, can’t you think of anybody, a business associate or jilted girlfriend?”His elder brother shook his shoulder in frustration. “I can’t think of anybody except maybe Nike. I’m sure she can’t do anything as horrorful as kidnapping and killing an innocent kid simply because things didn’t work out for us.”He tried to sound convincing.
“Are you sure? Does she know about Gift?” Tunde nodded miserably.
“We met in an eatery a few weeks ago. She guessed that she was my daughter from Gift’s striking resemblance to her mother but she can’t do that, can she?’ Tunde stared at his brother with growing horror.
“I don’t know. You knew her better than I do. Maybe you should try and get hold of her before it is too late.”
“Please don’t tell Fatihat about the latest development. She will skin me alive. I have caused her nothing but trouble in her entire lifetime.”He fished his car key out of his pocket, and then put it back when he remembered his car was not there.
“As if I could, please get away and salvage what you can before it is too late.”He watched Tunde left the compound at a run, and then went back inside to know how far fatihat had gone with her series of phone calls.
*****
A young boy walked towards the public phone booth and glanced furtively around him before he slipped in. He was a fifteen-year-old boy but his face portrayed the hardship, sense, and experience of a man in his twenties.
He was clad in dirty black trouser and an equally dirty black coat whose collar was turned up to cover his neck. A cap also covered his cap and he looked like a moving shadow whose identity was not known to anybody who met him on the way.
The phone booth was empty at that hour as he had expected.
*****
Fatihat was dressed up and ready to leave the house by 8 pm. She was tucking a loaded gun into the ankle holster in her jeans and rolls of bullets as well when she heard a knock on her door. She quickly pulled down her trousers and straightened up in time to see the door opened and Lekan came in. It was the first time he was spending the night in her house and she desperately wished the situation was different from this.
“You look like Superman.”He gave a quick grin as he took in her dressing at a glance. She was dressed in black T-shirt and black boot-cut jean which effectively covered the solid heel ankle –length stilettos boot she wore. She had pinned her mane of hair on her head and covered it with a black scarf.
“I’m a superman in a real-life game which involves your sister’s life.’ She told him quietly. That sobered him up instantly.
“Today’s the third day. I hope she is still alive?”His voice ended in a teary whisper. She enveloped him in a tight hug.
“I hope so too. Josephine knew where I am going in case anything happened but if mum asks about me, tell her I’m asleep because I don’t want her to worry about me.”She folded his palm over a piece of paper.
”What is this?”He straightened out the paper and looked down at it.
‘That is where I am going.’ She bent in front of him and held his face in her two hands. “I wish this were a different circumstance but whatever happens, I’m glad you gave me this little chance to know you. Always remember I love you so much, baby.”
‘Are you going to die?’He asked, his eyes widening in fear. She laughed softly.
“Not if I can help it, I’m a born survivor. See you soon, baby.”She gave him a swift hug and dashed out of the room, then took the back door and ran into the night.
*****
“Are you saying you didn’t see her yesterday?”Wale asked incredulously. His other siblings stared at him in horror.
“Her number was switched off. When I got to her house, I was told she has traveled out of the country a few days ago.’ His voice was resigned as he glanced at his mother. Her eyeballs were red and swollen from tears. She also refused to talk to Tunde since she heard the obscene text message. ‘I tried to see her best friend but she won’t even see me, talkless of taking to me.”He added with a shrug.’
‘She could have given the order before she leaves the country. My instinct is rarely wrong.”
“You are just so unlucky with women. Tunde, why do you always end up with the revengeful type? First, it was Fatihat. Now, it is Nike. Na wa’o” Tayo, the baby of the house said ruefully.
‘How will he not end up with the revengeful type when he himself is a bad specimen of men who had no regard for womanhood?”Yemi said coldly from where she had been concentrating on her bible. Tunde sighed inwardly.
“Have you received another text message since yesterday?”Wale asked after a moment. Tunde passed him his phone.
“But you are not sure she is the one behind the attack, are you? It is just an assumption because she felt jilted by what happens between you and Fatihat.”Tunde shrugged with a nonchalance he was far from feeling.
“What is it, bros? Is there another message from the vampire?”Tayo asked when he saw the shock on his eldest brother’s face as his gaze scanned the message in the inbox. He nodded and then proceeded to read out the message.
“Painful, isn’t it? This is just the beginning of the game between us. You will learn not to trample on other people’s feelings. Cheers!”Wale ended with a sigh.
The noise of a power bike coming up the driveway broke the pensive silence in the room. The brothers exchanged glances but it was Tunde who went to find out who was paying them a visit at that hour.

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EIGHTEEN
Tunde was coming out of the restaurant with his daughter when he spotted Nike in the distance, locking up her car. He approached her before she left for the restaurant.
“Hello, Nike” He called to her. She turned around to look at him.
“Hi.”She looked at the little girl who bowed slightly in greeting.
“Good afternoon ma” Gift greeted politely.
“How are you?”Nike nodded to her. “This is Fatihat Ali’s daughter, I presume? In addition to cheating on me, you also have grown –up kid with her, who you never told me about. What other secret did you hide from me? ”She asked coldly.
“She is my daughter, Nike. You are right about that but you need to listen to what I have to say. Can I give birth to a daughter this old in a matter of few years?”He asked with a resigned sigh.
“But you never find it in your heart to tell me all the time we were together, right? If you think you can go scot-free with cheating on me, you are highly mistaken.”Tears filled her eyes. She walked away before she made a fool of herself. He watched her with a heavy sigh.
*****
“Who is she?”Gift asked curiously on their way home.
“She is or was my girlfriend until your mum came along and turned my affair upside down. I intended to marry her.”His voice was faintly accusingly.
“I see. Do you still love her? You still want to marry her?”She asked curiously as she looked at her father. He frowned thoughtfully as he stared at the road ahead.
“Well, I don’t love her as much as I used to but I want us to be friends, instead of this bitter enmity.”He shrugged.
“If you don’t love her as much as you used to, it is better you stop disturbing her. Maybe you are not meant to be.”The little girl said philosophically.
He grinned to himself. Like mother, like daughter, he thought with reluctant admiration. “Dad, I thought you are dating my mum?’She asked after a moment.
He laughed out loud. “You are your mother’s daughter.”He ruffled her hair affectionately and she smiled with a shrug.
*****
It was the annual general meeting for Abeebs Groups. It took place in Abuja. Fatihat got a short notice of the meeting because she has been out of office due to her school programs.
The meeting took two days but the return flight was canceled and rescheduled to the next morning. Fatihat checked back into her hotel room which was still available and changed into a casual wear to go for stroll.
“Hey, where are you going?’ She heard Tunde called out to her as she walked out of the hotel premises and she turned to see him talking to one of the local boys who work in the hotel. The boy laughed at something he said, greeted fatihat in Hausa and walked away. “So you can still speak your language so fluently. I’m surprised.”He walked up to her. They moved out of the hotel premises together and went into the town.
“Why won’t I be able to communicate in my native tongue? I was born and bred in the north.”She shrugged.
“What do you think of the AGM?”He asked after a moment.
“Well, I’m impressed. The company has improved and it is growing every day. You are doing an excellent job.”She said with undisguised admiration.
“You are also a blessing in disguise, you virtually rescued the company.”His voice was full of gratitude. She raised an eyebrow at him.
“So I am a blessing in disguise now? I can’t believe I heard that right.’ She grinned. He pushed her unto the road and pulled her right back, playfully.
“Look at your tribes’ people. I’m sure that is the way you used to dress when you were little.”Tunde pointed to a little girl, sitting beside a tray of biscuits and sweets in a mini market just beside one of the modern parks in the capital city. She was dressed in faded Ankara blouse and skirt which had seen better days.
“You are right. I have lots of that when I was small.”She moved over to the little girl and picked up some chewing gums. “Kuna da canji?(Do you have change?)”She asked in Hausa as she held out an N200 note to the girl.
“Bani da canji amma zan gaya wa 'yar'uwata don taimaka mini neman canji(I don’t have change but I will tell my sister to help me find change.)”The little girl looked at her quietly.
“Ina 'yar uwarsa? (Where is your sister?)”Fatihat asked curiously. The little girl pointed towards a group of young men selling different petty things. There was a young lady standing among them. The lady was dressed more or less like her younger sister but it was obvious she was selling more than the plantain chips on her head to the men from the nature of their conversation. “Ku je ku samu ta. zan jira ka (Go and get her. I will wait for you.)” Fatihat sat down on the bench and signaled to Tunde to do the same while the little girl skipped away.
“What is the problem?”He asked quietly. She was explaining when the little girl came back with her big sister.
*****
“Good evening madam.”The young lady greeted cheerfully in the English language heavily tinged with Hausa accent.
“Evening, Young lady. Can you get my change now, please? I don’t have all day to waste.”Fatihat got to her feet. The young lady frowned slightly.
“Is there a problem?”Tunde asked in a puzzled voice.
“She looks like someone I know in my past. Her name is Fatihat Ali and she is my half-sister.”She replied as she stared intently at her. Fatihat frowned as she stared back.
“Who are you?”Fatihat asked coldly.
“I’m Bilqis Ali and this is my baby sister, Aisha Ali. We have three other brothers, Yusuf is the eldest and the twins, Isiak and Ismail came after me.”She touched her chest and touched her sister’s shoulder.
“Oh my God!”Fatihat covered her mouth in horror as she stared at the little girl who stared back at her without recognition. “She was just a baby when I left home.”Fatihat said to her companion who was just looking on as the drama unfolded before his eyes and turned to back to the young lady standing before her. “I thought Yusuf left you, guys in Kaduna. How did you get to Abuja? How did you escape the war?”Fatihat lifted the little girl and hugged her warmly.
“I escaped with my boyfriend in the middle of the night with Aisha. I’m not sure how the twins escaped though. It was so painful how we lose contact with each other. It is really you, Aunty Fatihat? You look so beautiful.” Bilqis hopped from one foot to another in unbridled excitement.
“Where is your mother?” She asked curiously. Bilqis uttered a string of very dirty; raw Hausa language which made Fatihat covered her ears in horror. “Tunde, meet my younger sisters, Bilqis, and Aisha, the baby of the house. Yusuf is in my house, we met in Lagos. Can we go back to my hotel now or you have things you want to pack at home?”Fatihat asked. She shook her head vigorously.
“We don’t have anything to pack except ourselves. Is Uncle Tunde your husband?’ Bilkis asked with undisguised curiosity. The two adults burst into laughter.
“I guess the leopard never changes its skin. You have always been a curious kid. Let’s go back to our hotel then, it is getting late.”Fatihat held on to the little girl’s hand while her sister poured their wares into a big nylon bag.
“Don’t worry, Bilqis, I will soon be part of your family because I intend to marry your sister. “He teased but Fatihat ignored his comments.
*****
It was closing hour at CTC international school. Everywhere was milling with cars owned by parents who came to pick their kids in school or by drivers that were sent to pick their kids.
Lekan was in his mother’s car, sitting beside the driver but the car could not move because a company’s car was blocking their way. The company car belongs to Abeebs group of company and the driver came to pick Gift Abeeb.
She was standing on the owner’s side of the car, waiting for the driver to unlock the door from the inside when a jet black 504 saloon car came out of nowhere and sped towards the unmoving car.
Before she could open the door to get in, a door on the driver’s side of the saloon car popped opened and the little girl was snatched up like a piece of cotton wool, then it was speeding away.
The driver came out of the car and stared after the fast disappearing car in absolute shock. Sweat trickled down his body.
“Are you still standing there? My sister has just been kidnapped.”Lekan screamed at the driver, jutting him out of his shock.
Pandemonium broke out in front of the school.
“I’m in soup.’ The elderly man ran into the school premises to report the kidnap event to the school authority, closely followed by Lekan who was fighting to hold back tears. The school informed Yetunde who in turned informed Chenille and Josephine.
The police authority was informed as well but since they were expecting her parent back that day, they didn’t bother to call and informed them of the tragedy.
*****
Tunde hired a cab immediately they were out of the arrival lodge of Muritala Mohammed local Airport.
Bilqis sat in the front beside the driver while Aisha sat between Fatihat and Tunde as they were driven out of the Airport premises.
“So where is your boyfriend? You said you came to Abuja with him.”Fatihat signaled to the driver to slow down so that she could buy a newspaper from the roadside vendor.
“He left me for another girl who doesn’t have much responsibility the way I do. He wants me to choose between my sister and himself.” Her sister shrugged.
“You chose right.”Tunde patted her shoulder reassuringly.
“Tunde is right, baby girl. You are in Lagos now and for good. What do you want to do with your life?” She asked as she paid the vendor for the paper and rolled up the Car window.
“I want to go back to school. I have always wanted to be a nurse.”
“Look here, baby girl, it is easier said than done. I know you guys were pretty good when you were in school but if you want to succeed in anything, you have to hands off men for now and sit real tight for your studies.”
“I’m not a flirt. I did what I have to do to keep us from starving.”Tears filled her eyes. “It is okay, Bilqis.”Tunde gave Fatihat a reproachful glance. She shrugged unapologetically.
“Aisha, Ina fatan kuna jin dadin ku (I hope you are enjoying yourself)?’Fatihat spoke to the little girl who did not understand a word in English language and she nodded shyly.
Fatihat straightened up the paper to start reading and froze in absolute shock.
Boldly written in the Guardian newspaper was the headline was: THE YOUNG FEMALE CEO, FATIHAT ALI A.K.A DELILAH SMITH’S ONLY DAUGHTER, GIFT ABEEB WAS KIDNAPPED IN BROAD DAYLIGHT!!!!”
It was followed by the full detail of the incidence as narrated by Lekan and the Driver. Fatihat and Gift’s pictures were posted boldly on the front page.
“Somebody is toying with the head of a cobra. “She stated with a harsh laugh. Tunde took the paper from her trembling fingers and read through it in shock and fear.
“What is the problem?”Bilqis turned to look at both adults.
“My daughter was kidnapped yesterday. and nobody could call and tell me what happened.”Fatihat was obviously looking for whom to lay the blame on. Her heart ached and she tasted fear at the back of her throat.
“You have a daughter?”Bilqis turned to stare at her incredulously.
“I’m sure everybody is doing what they can at the moment. They thought we will fly in yesterday. There is no sense scaring us before we get back since there was nothing we could do from there.”Tunde’s voice was reasonable.
“Damn, she is not everybody’s daughter, she is mine. Someone could have said something. Anything could have happened between yesterday and today, damn it!’ she shouted at him. He gave her an angry look.
“If not for the circumstances on the ground, I would have known what to say to you, Mama Gift.”His voice was cold.
“Is this the right time for you to start fighting with each other? She belongs to both of you, right?” Bilqis asked quietly, directing the question to both of them but it was Tunde who answered her.
“She does belong to both of us but she has always acted as the power woman who knows it all.’ He said with obvious anger. She hissed viciously.
*****
The Badmus family were already in the house when they got home. The Abeebs came in shortly afterward.
Yusuf was the only person who recognized and acknowledged the presence of his sisters, albeit absently.
The police were obviously doing their best but nobody knew Gift’s whereabouts or has any clue to where she could be found. They do not know the reason behind the abduction. Fatihat walked into her study room, closely followed by Lekan who was talking non-stopped about how it all happened.
She was grateful that the little boy actually remembered the plate number of the saloon car because she was determined to prove to the world that she hadn’t moved with the men of the underworld for nothing!

Lol.

You are free to do so.

sheba222:
wooow I feel like reading it again n again, tanks for d update waiting for more

They will be fine.

**smiles

Toeyean1507:

U ehn, I knew u were gonna twist d whole thing.
At d end of it all, things fell in place.
Chai, if u see how I don dey anticipate d kind gbege wey Yetty for show Fatty. But it's all cool sha. Thank God say she called herself to order.
But wait o, if she and Tunde finally end up 2geda, na which eye she go take dey look her hubby?

You are welcome.

Violence doesn't solve anything. When two elephants fought, it is the grass that suffered. The little boy would have bore the brunt of the battle.

Toeyean1507:
Wow. I dint see this coming, honestly.
I was preparing for a show down, a very serious one at that.
Well, d msg has been passed across. (ko kin se gbogbo nkan ni waju waju MA hun tun se) meaning ' violence doesn't solve it all'
Thanks for d update, ma.

Another reader said the same.

Nothing is impossible. It can end up on the TV screen one day..

divinehand2003:
BOLAPE, the way you do the twisting of the story make me wanna watch this on tv. Great update again. I pray the next set of updates drop early.

I am glad to put a smile on your face.

You are welcome.

Ann2012:
Awwwwn, this update got me smiling. Thanks ma'am

Life is full of ups and downs.

kunbeex:
so saaaaad

**smiles

You are welcome

aprilwise:
This how I want this to be done not her initial approach. lekan he is just a kid he will understand things soon. thanks for the update.

SEVENTEEN (CONTINUES)
It was Saturday. Yetunde was drifting in and out of sleep. She could hear Funmi and Lekan’s voices in the distance as they ran around the big house, shouting at the top of their voices and making shooting noises with their mouth. She burrowed deeper into her bed and pulled the cover up to her neck. She heard her husband came into the room but refused to acknowledge his presence until she felt his hand on her swollen rounded Tummy.
“Go away. I’m still sleeping.” she muttered under her breath as she turned away from him. Just then her phone rang noisily, Ademola laughed out loud at the sound when she grumbled aloud. He reached for the phone.
“It is a strange number, you better pick it up.” He held out her phone to her and she collected it as she tried to sit up in bed.
“Hello” She frowned as she watched her husband put a tray of breakfast on the stool beside the bed and sat down at her feet.
“Hi, Mrs. Badmus. How are you this morning?” An horribly-familiar female voice said pleasantly with a smile in her voice. Yetunde groaned inwardly as she closed her eyes in exasperation. She could feel her anger building up gradually in her and her husband was alarmed at the change in her expression.
“How did you get this number? Can’t you just let me live my life in peace?” Yetunde asked in a cold voice.
“Getting your number is not a problem to me. Neither is knowing your home address. I’m not asking you to give up your child, I’m just asking to be let into his life and acknowledged.” The voice pleaded quietly.
“I don’t have your time. Let me warn you for the very last time, don’t ever call me again. I won’t give up what is mine without a good fight and I’m waiting for that fight. Have a pleasant day ma” She cut off the conversation and dropped the phone with a clatter.
“That should be Delilah Smith, I guess?”Ademola said quietly. She nodded tightly.
“How long has she been calling you?” He asked as he got into bed beside her.
“She has been disturbing my peace ever since I heard of her dreadful and hateful name. She has been haunting me. She calls my number in the shop and now she has started calling my mobile number. I wonder how she got it though.” she muttered as she rubbed at her temple.
“What else are you not telling me about the mysterious woman?” He took her right palm and rubbed it gently between his own.
“I don’t know what to do about her. She has sent several types of gift to Lekan but I’ve been confiscating it and she keeps begging to be allowed into his life. How can I do that? He is my son for crying out loud.”She turned to him in outrage as tears filled her eyes. He gave her hand a reassuring squeeze.
“Yetunde, will you please listen to what I have to say to this? Please?”He said pleadingly. “I know what you are going to say but go ahead and say it anyway.” She gave a defeated shrug.
“Lekan is your son. I know you love him as much as you love yourself but the painful truth is that he has a biological mother and father who want him back. God has answered your prayer after all these years and your own baby is on the way, the one that can never be taken away from you and that belongs to you and me alone. Why not be grateful to God for re-paying the kindness that you did for the poor boy and his parent by giving you your own child?” He paused and watched in concern as warm tears trickled freely down her face.
“You have a way of making things simple but it is not going to be as easy as that. I love him.” She said with a little shake of her head.
“I know. I’m just asking you to give it a thought and get used to the idea that he has to go back to his parent sooner or later.” He pulled her into his arms and cuddled her as she wept silently in his arms. “I love you, baby. Please remember that always.” He whispered into her ear and her arms tightened around him.
*****
However, they got surprising visitors the next day. They were having a late breakfast when a black Pajero jeep drove into the compound.
“This car is fantastic. I love it! Who could it be?”Funmi was out of her seat before she could be stopped and ran to open the door.
Yetunde and Ademola exchanged puzzled looks and continued with their breakfast but her instinct told her who her visitor was and she loses her appetite at the mere thought. Funmi opened the door and stared in surprise at a little girl standing on the front porch. The fair-skinned little girl looked cute and pretty in a pair of shorts and pink halter neck.
“Hi. I came with my mum” She said with a hesitant smile which revealed a set of tiny, gaped teeth as she pointed towards a car.
Funmi looked towards the direction of the car park and saw a woman locking up her car. She was clad in a short flowery gown and matching low-heel sandals. She looked too young to have given birth to such a grown-up kid but the resemblance between the two females was quite striking. “I see. You look like her.”Funmi smiled at her.
“Thank you” The little girl returned the smile.
“Hi” The woman greeted as she approached them.
“Good morning ma.”Funmi replied with a smile.
“Morning, young lady. I’m Delilah Smith. I’m here to see your step-mum. Is she in?”Fatihat said with a smile.
“Sure. Do come in.”Funmi opened the door and stepped aside for both of them to walk in.
“Thank you.” They waited in the middle of the sitting room while Funmi went to call her step –mum.
“Aunty Yetunde, you have a visitor.”Funmi announced as she went back to her seat and resumed her breakfast as if she has never abandoned it in the first place.
“Who is it?” Lekan asked curiously in a whisper but she gave him a quick jab in the rib and he fell silent.
Yetunde looked at her husband and he leaned over to touch his lips to hers. “Follow your instinct, love but be fair in whatever you do.” He whispered with a grin.
She nodded as she swallowed hard and dragged the seat back to get to her feet. Yetunde wished she could really hate Delilah smith the way she really wanted to as she approached the beautiful young woman standing in the middle of her sitting room with her daughter latching possessively to her mother’s fingers but she realized she couldn’t and this made her angrier. Her feature tightened with anger but her anger dissipated with the little girl’s first words to her.
“Wow! Are you going to have a baby? You look huge!” Gift whispered in awe as she watched the very pregnant woman waddled towards her.
“Gift!”Fatihat stared down at her daughter in horror, dismay, and embarrassment but the older woman actually laughed out loud.
“Guess I’m going to have one. You like babies?”Yetunde grinned down at the little girl who was still staring at her belly. She nodded her head vigorously.
“Will you let me play with it when the baby comes?” she asked innocently, looking at her in earnest.
“Oh! I’m so sorry, Mrs. Badmus. She is such a lousy little girl.”Fatihat apologized in earnest, giving her a reproving look.
“It is okay, really. She is just being curious. Don’t worry; your mum will get you a little baby to play with very soon.”Yetunde smiled at fatihat as she sat down and gestured to them to have their seat too.
“My mummy is not married to daddy and she doesn’t have any other boyfriend, so I guess I can’t get a baby to play with.” Gift said in a very important voice. Her mother stared at her in horror while Yetunde laughed again.
“Oh my God! This kid will not kill me. Is that right, Lilah Smith?”Yetunde turned to the younger woman who was looking very embarrassed now.
“Don’t mind this big-mouth girl. Go and bring my purse from the car.”Fatihat gave her the car key.
“In a moment, mum, I think I’ve seen you once. You are Lekan’s mum, right?”Gift turned back to her. Fatihat gave a defeated sigh.
“Yes, I am. Lekan is taking his breakfast, would you like to see him?”Yetunde asked with a smile.
“No. I don’t like him.” She said with a huff and went out of the room.
“I guess that means she has a serious crush on her brother.”Yetunde turned to her with an indulgent smile.
“I think the feeling is mutual.”Fatihat gave a nervous laugh, wiped her suddenly sweaty palms on the soft sofa and looked at her straight in the eye. “I’m not here to take him away. I just want to get to know him, please.”Her voice ended in a teary whisper as she looked pleadingly at the older woman.
Yetunde returned her stare unflinchingly for a moment. “I really want to hate you, you know but I realize I can’t and I think you have the right to know your baby, no matter what I think and how I feel.” Her voice was quiet.
“Thank you, Mrs. Badmus. Thanks so much. I really do appreciate it.” She moved to sit beside her and took her palm in hers, then kissed her swollen knuckles which made Yetunde laughed again.
“I ought to employ you and your beautiful daughter to make my wife laugh the way she has been doing this morning.”Ademola said with a smile as he approached them.
“Good morning sir. My name is Delilah Smith and I could see your handiwork on your wife. She looks radiant.”Fatihat smiled.
“Thank you” He sat beside his wife and it was then fatihat saw Lekan behind him.
“Good morning Aunty Delilah.” He said with uncharacteristic quietness which had her heart-wrenching in her chest.
“How are you, Lekan?”She smiled at him.
“Lekan, Miss Smith is your biological mum which made Gift Abeeb your sister. Tunde Abeeb, the man you met a few months ago is your daddy.”Yetunde pulled him unto her lap and told the little boy in a gentle voice.
“I know.”Lekan said in a strong clear voice that had the adults exchanging surprised glances. “I heard you all discussing it in our old house.” He added with a shrug. “So what do you have to say to that?”Ademola asked curiously.
“It makes no different to me as long as I can still live with my mum.” He looked up at her. She nodded as she swallowed the lump in her throat.
“That is okay with me. I will never take you away from your mum. That is a promise.”Fatihat said quietly, even as her eyes shone with unshed tears. She tried to come to term with the fact that she has lost him forever. Lekan kissed Yetunde’s cheek and walked out without another word.
Fatihat sat back and closed her eyes for a moment.Yetunde and Ademola sat and watched the young woman tried to come to term with her fate and her heart went to her in concern. “Gift is supposed to be back by now, what is she doing outside?”Fatihat got to her feet with a smile.
“I guess Funmi is with her.”Ademola got to his feet too.
“Thank you so much. I really appreciate your hospitality.” She went to shake Ademola’s hand and turned to hug Yetunde.
“I’m sorry.”Yetunde said in a hoarse voice.
“Don’t be. I tried my best and I will let it go. I will be right back to celebrate the birth of this triplet, okay?”Fatihat patted the huge tummy. Yetunde batted her hand away with a smile.
“Triplet, my foot. Get out of here, my friend.” She said with a laugh.
“Shall we bet? We shall see.”Her voice was solemn before she burst into laughter. She took her leave a few moments later.

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SEVENTEEN

A few hours later, Yetunde was holding a positive result of a three months old pregnancy in utter disbelieve. “It happened that night.” She stared at him as she remembered the night her baby was conceived vividly as if it was the yesterday.
*****
Lekan’s school had organized an over-night excursion trip to ile-ife and she found herself feeling very lonely and alone when she got home from her shop that night. It was the first time and the first night they would sleep under a separate roof ever since he was born. The house was erringly silent and ghost-like without him.
By ’o clock in the evening, she thought she would run out of her mind with loneliness, so she dressed up again in a casual button-down blouse and wrapped –around skirt. She picked up her car key and locked up the house, leaving all the lights on before driving over to Ademola’s three bedrooms flat in Omole estate where he lived alone with his daughter. The road was free at that time of the night. Barely fifteen minutes later, she was pressing the doorbell at his door. The door opened almost immediately and Funmi stood in the doorway in surprise.
“This is an august visitor, Aunty Yetunde. I can’t believe my eyes” Funmi shouted and hugged her excitedly.
“I’m sure you were thinking it was one of your boyfriends, which was why you open the door so quickly.”Yetunde teased as she hugged her back and the latter dragged her into the house before closing the door behind them.
“Hush! Daddy should not hear what you are saying, he will think I have more than two boyfriends.” She said in a stage whisper loud enough for her father who was coming out of his bedroom, to hear. He was shocked to hear Yetunde’s voice.
In the three years they have been dating, she has visited him just twice and has not stayed more than a few minutes before leaving with her little boy.
“If you mentioned that word “boyfriend” in my presence once again, I will kick you out of my house.” He glowered at his daughter. The two females burst into laughter as they moved to sit down in the sitting room.
“What can I offer you, Aunty Yetunde? I didn’t know you are coming over tonight, I would have prepared something special for you.” Funmi grinned at her as she picked up the remote control. She respected and admired Yetunde so much ever since the first time she met her and she happened to be her favorite out of all her father’s girlfriends.
“I’ve taken dinner before I leave my shop this evening, so I’m still okay for now. How is school today?”Yetunde sat back as she tucked her feet under her.
“School is okay, lots of assignments as usual but I’ve done it all.” She hastened to assure her as Yetunde opened her mouth to chide her.
“That is better. Which of the super-stories is this? Is it “Oh Father! Oh, daughter”!”Yetunde asked with a frown.
“Ah! Aunty Yetunde, we watched the last episode for that about a few weeks back. This is “Toyin Tomato”, Have you watch any of the episodes?”Funmi asked her eagerly. “Where do I get the time? You may fill me in any way so that I will be able to enjoy this one.” She smiled.
“Where is your rascal by the way? I’ve been wondering what it is about you that I’ve missed and it is that little scallywag” The little girl asked abruptly. Yetunde laughed again.
“Just let him catch you calling him little scallywag. Thank God your father’s sitting room is large enough for a wrestling match. He went on an over-night excursion trip to ile-ife and they will be back by tomorrow.”Yetunde told her as scenes from the last episode of the super-story flashed on the screen. “I see. Sohara lost his job in the last episode and ….”Her voice trailed away. They talked in-between the scenes.
Funmi went to bed immediately after the program. Yetunde was coming out of her bedroom when she saw Ademola coming towards her.
“Is she asleep now?” He pulled her back into his daughter’s bedroom, checked and fussed over the giggling girl before snapping off the light once again. “Should we lock up and go to bed now or you still want to watch a late-night movie?” He asked her quietly.
“I guess we can retire for the night now but I think…….”Her voice trailed off nervously as she glanced at her wrist-watch and at him.
“What are you thinking, Yetunde? Don’t tell me you want to go back home at this hour of the night?” He asked in an amused voice. She gave a light shrug and went to sit in the sitting room while he locked up and checked on the security light before finally joining her. He switched off the T.V set and pulled her to her feet.
“Is your guest room free?” She blurted out nervously, trying not to jerk on the fingers he was holding.
“Yetunde, we both know I will never allow you to use my guest room as long as my bedroom is free. Even though I know you came here because you are feeling lonely without your son, I’m glad you came.” He paused and gave her a direct stare. “Lekan has his own life to live and he will live it with or without you. You’ve put your own life on hold ever since you left that son of a bitch that was your ex-husband. Don’t you think you’ve punished yourself long enough for whatever reason or for how long do I have to prove to you that I want you for YOU and not for any other reason?” He demanded in a low voice and she swallowed hard.
“Look, Demola, I don’t know what to say right now. Can we just go to bed and sleep?” She started to step back but he stepped right up to her.
“Look at me in the eye, Yetunde and tell me I mean nothing to you.” He tipped up her chin and it quivered beneath his fingers. He bent his head and touched his lips to her. He felt her stiffen in his arm and he was about to let her go, to give up on her permanently when he felt her arms went around him in response. He felt like a gold-medal champion as he gathered her into his arms and deepened the kiss. He knew the moment she let go of the past and gave him a chance in her heart.
It was then he realized how much he loved and needed this very reserved woman in his life. Something seemed to snap in her as she responded to his kiss with the passion of a starved woman and she was all over him in moments. Her hands ran over his bare chest and back and she heard him sank in his breath. Their kisses grew hotter, deeper and threatened to consume them both. He swung her into his arms and headed for his bedroom where he penetrated the solid, carefully built wall she had built around her heart and stripped her down to her soul. It was a night she would never forget and whose physical evidence was now staring her in the face.
*****
“Wake up, Yetunde. Where did you travel to?”Ademola waved his fingers in her face and she blinked at him before she now realized they were alone in the doctor’s office.
“I am three months pregnant! He is a wonderful God.” Tears filled her eyes. He pulled her into his arms. She wept as if her heart will break and he continued to pat her back.
“It is okay. It is his loss and my own gain.” He told her and finally got a smile in response.
“You are right.” She blew her nose on his handkerchief and looked at him through red-rimmed eyes which made his heart constrict.
“This is the most wonderful gift anybody could give me. Thank you, Ademola.”She said solemnly.
“I didn’t give you anything. God gave us a gift and we should be thankful to him. So will you marry me now that you are carrying my baby? I have proposed to you one thousand times already.” He said with a wounded look and she burst into laughter.
“Where would we live when we get married or should I sell my house to you?” She asked with a raised eyebrow.
“Selling your house to me is not a bad idea but have you said yes? Did you?” He asked eagerly. She grinned at him.
“I will marry you, you idiot.” She said with a smile and he hugged her tightly.
“You just made me the happiest man on earth and I promise you won’t regret marrying me.” He said solemnly and she nodded as tears filled her eyes again.
Two months later, they were wedded. They moved to Ademola’s palatial duplex in Lekki.
*****
“She has moved with my kid.”Fatihat announced as she walked into her mother’s bedroom one Saturday morning.
“I guess you are talking about Yetunde Kolawole as that is the only thing you talked about these days.”Chenille sat up in bed and pulled up the bed cover.
“She is now Yetunde Badmus but Lekan is still in his former school. I also find out Funmi Badmus attends the same school with my kids too, though she would be sitting for her Common entrance examination any time from now.” She moved to the small fridge in the corner of the room and removed a chilled bottle of orange juice from it.
“So what should we do with this information, Miss Delilah Smith?” Josephine said from the doorway. She was clad in a blue mini robe and her eyes were still swollen from sleep. “And she is pregnant, isn’t that good news?” She grinned as she poured herself a cold drink and looked from one woman to the other.
“It is good news for that woman but it doesn’t make it any easier to release her baby to you.” Chenille told her quietly.
“I know. I’m going to appeal to her maternal instincts and hope it works. What do you think?” She asked earnestly.
“I think you and Tunde should get married and stopped sneaking behind our backs to kiss and neck and do whatever.” Josephine blurted out. Chenille hides her laughter behind a cough when the glass cup slipped out of Fatihat’s hand. It dropped on the rugged floor and the yellow juice sank into the rugged floor.
“What has my relationship with Tunde got to do with the issue on ground, Jose?”Fatihat glared at her sister.
“If you guys are married and have a decent home, you will be in a better position to claim your kid and do it legally too. You don’t have any chance of winning that case if she takes it to court, so what are you talking about? If you want your child badly enough, go and marry his father!” Josephine glared back at her. She went speechless.
“Mum, what can you say to that?”Fatihat turned abruptly to her mother. The older woman realized it was the first time she would refer to her as “mum” which made her sound like Gift.
“To be honest with you, Josephine is right. Despite the past, it is obvious you guys are still attracted to each other. Do something about it and stop messing around.” she stated quietly.
“Marry Tunde? It sounds ridiculous. I can’t just believe my ears.” She burst into laughter. “He is not good enough to marry but he is good enough to kiss and cuddle. I thought our streetwalking days are over, obviously, I was wrong.” Josephine’s voice was cold.
“What is your problem anyway? If you want to get married, go ahead and do so. Stop playing the saint with me.”Fatihat snapped back.
“I have better things to do. Excuse me mum” Josephine disappeared from the doorway. “What is eating her this morning?” She turned to her mother.
“What is going on between you and Tunde?”Chenille asked instead, staring her in the eyes.
“There is nothing going on between us. We are not even dating.”Her voice trailed off as she paced back and forth in front of her mother. “Well, maybe I’m beginning to like him more than I used to but it doesn’t mean anything and I don’t have to marry any man for that matter.” she ended with a shrug.
“We will postpone this discussion till another day. I need my breakfast,please. I have an appointment with a customer by 10 am and I can’t go on an empty stomach.”ChenilLe glanced at her bedside clock and jumped out of bed.
“Go and take your bath then. I will bring your breakfast in a moment.”Fatihat turned towards the door.
“You are a darling. I love you, baby. Don’t ever forget that.”Chenille gave her a swift hug and a kiss on the lips before rushing into the bathroom.
“I love you too mama” Fatihat grinned at the closed door and went out to the kitchen.

Just keep your fingers crossed, bae.

Let's see how it rolls....

Toeyean1507:
see ehn my sister, I don't like the way u've given Yetunde the reason to not drag it rough with Lilah.
Honestly I aint hating on d gurl, she has come really far. I just wanted someone that'll put her in her place. Wealth, beauty, brains and power doesn't always have it all.
Now that Yetty is preggy, she wouldn't see any reasons to fight. U'll decide sha but pls, don't disappoint ya homey, bae.
Lavyaplenrry.

Yes ooo. Na so life be...

skubido:



hmmmmmm. Haba.

Good. You are welcome back.

Baron7:

I have logged in that's why I was able to comment

Thank you.

I look forward to the poem.

divinehand2003:
BOLAPE, we are game.

Love the updates as usual. I owe you a poem.

Thank you.

Ibunkun1:
Wow,i'm So Happy For Yetunde.Welldone Ma'am