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daviesblaze, this is for your sis. Happy birthday to her.


RAPE

Mama Akunna did not like Nurse Josephine. The girl was nice and polite towards her all right, would stop to greet her respectfully and even chat with her sometimes. She seemed to be a happy girl with a proper job and body men in the neighbourhood would die for. Mama Akunna considered herself a disgrace to witchcraft that she was in that compound and Josephine went about happy. No one had the right to be happy. She, therefore, made as part of her mission to remove the swagger from her steps, make her head drop, and turn her famous bottom into an object of ridicule. All she wanted was the opportunity, and experience taught her that humans were always one bad decision away from given the likes of her the chance they awaited to screw them.

When she got back that night and managed to enter the compound, Mama Akunna recognised how precarious her situation was. The compound members had rallied against her. Even though their weaknesses offered her a lifeline, she knew she could not push her luck by engaging in any irrational behaviour. But then, it was contrary to her nature to sit and watch things go on smoothly. She had to find something to do, so she turned her focus to the Ndifreke lust situation she had sniffed on her way in. To get her answers, she stretched out in bed, focused her mind on the soakaway area, and tried to decipher all the thought forms still hanging around there. Then suddenly she caught Josephine’s aura. Then little by little, she pieced together what could have transpired between her and Ndifreke and became certain that she was vulnerable, just what she had been waiting for. Then she heard a knock on the door that broke her concentration. It was Wasiu.

“Mama de Mama.”

“Oloshi boy!”

“Welcome Mama. I come tink say you no go come back again,” Wasiu said pointing the beam of his cell phone torch just away from Mama Akunna but such that they could see each other.”

“Why I no go come back na?”

Wasiu scratched his head and sat on the stool facing Mama Akunna.

“How de baby?”

“My pikin dey. E don chop, e don sleep. E no dey give any trouble.”

“Mama na true o. I never see small pikin like dis before. I been think say as him mama die say him go dey cry every time. But this one, if you tell am chop e go chop. Quiet e go quiet. Na God bless you with am, Mama.”

“Hmm my pikin, na so I see am. Oya tell me, why you tink say I no go come back?”

“Mama make we forget dat mata. I happy say you don come back.”

“Dem call me winch abi?”

“Mama…”

“Tell me!”

“Yes ma.”

“Na dat boy Irikefe start am abi?”

“Yes. Him talk am for council of elders.”

“Dem come pray for this compound today abi?”

“Na Esther bring the prayer people.”

“You see as dem dey find trouble? Me I dey my own I no do anybody anything dem come dey call my name inside prayer. Dat kind tin good?”

“Mama no mind dem. Upon all de fire fire wey dem shout, no be you be dis? De fire burn you?

“Alright. Make dem no worry.”

“So mama wetin you bring come for me?”

It was then Mama Akunna saw her chance.

“Oloshi boy!”

“Yes mama.”

“I no bring anything but e get wetin I go give you wey go sweet you pass anything wey I for bring from village.”

“Mama de Mama! I trust you. Oya give me de tin. I wan go see my customers. You know say na night like dis market dey sell.”

“I know say you sef like dat nurse. I don see you dey follow look her nyash.”

“Chai! Mama ooo!”

“Tell me true.”

“Mama na…”

“Na so or no be so?”

“Mama na so. But I know say she no fit look my side. E get one big boy wey dey come find am.”

“Taa!”

“De guy get moto sef.”

“Make I hear word. Na de nurse toto I wan give you.”

“Haa mama!” Wasiu said and stood.

“You no want?”

“Erm Mama. I no understand dis one.”

“You want abi you no want?”

“I want. But…”

“I see am dis night. Preek dey hungry am. Go meet am now.”

“But mama...”

“Oloshi boy!”

“Yes mama.”

“You no trust me again?”

“I trust you die Mama."

“Oya, go nurse house now go fvck am.”

“She go gree? She no go shout if she see me?”

“She want preek dis night. Go give am. No make am see you.”

Wasiu thought about it for a beat and then hollered “Mama de mama!”

“Oloshi boy!”



Josephine stared at Wasiu. “You had no right! You raped me!”

“Hahahaha. Yeah right! Now get out of here before I open my eyes,” Wasiu said.

Josephine looked around. Neighbours were now looking at them with interest. She turned and ran inside the corridor and went straight to her room and wept. What was she going to do now? Wasiu of all people! She knew he would not be discreet about it. He would want the entire street to know he had scored it with her. How was she going to face the world now? Who was she going to tell? Only one person came to mind. So she got up, dried her eyes, put on her slippers and went downstairs. Mama Akunna was feeding her grandchild when Josephine entered the room.

“Ah, nurse-nurse! This one wey you come my house today. E good so?”

“Mama e no good” she said amid sobs.

“My pikin no cry. Tell me wetin happen.”

Josephine wiped her eyes and steadied her voice.

“Mama you know say I no dey look you de kind eye wey plenty people dey look you for this compound.”

“I know, my pikin.”

“I dey hear all de tins wey dem dey talk. But I no believe dem.”

“Tank you my pikin. God for up know say my hand dey clean” Mama Akunna said as she balanced her baby on her laps and lifted both hands to the ceiling. “Na lie dem dey lie.”

“I know say na lie mama. Na why I talk say dis kind tin wey do me, e go good make I tell you so dat as elderly person make you help me.”

“Chai my pikin. Tell me. I go helep you.”

“Mama.”

“Ehn?”

“Mama” she again began to sob.

“My pikin no cry.”

“Mama, Wasiu.”

“Wetin Wasiu do?"

“Mama Wasiu, Wasiu raped me.”

“Wetin be rape?”

“Wasiu come my room when I dey sleep come do me.”

“Come do you wetin my pikin?”

“Mama Wasiu sleep with me.”

“Sleep? Wetin do him house wey hin come sleep for ya house?”

“Mama Wasiu fvck me.”

“Ehn! Fvck?”

“Yes ma.”

“Why hin come fvck you like dat? You be hin wife?”

“God forbid!”

“You tell am say fvck dey hungry you?”

“I no dey even talk to am mama. I just dey sleep my own. I come wake up for morning come see sperm on top my bed. I come touch my body come see say somebody don rape me!”

“Chei! Ihe ojoo!”

“Mama na wetin do me be dat oooo!”

“Ihe ojoor!” she shrugged. I no know wetin dey worry all de children of now, ehn! How person go just go person house go fvck am when no body send am?”

“Mama na wetin do me be dat oooo!”

“Sorry my pikin. No cry. Wetin you go do now?”

“Mama I want to go to the police.”

“Ehn, police?”

“Yes mama. I was raped. It is a crime.”

“My pikin no go. Police no good.”

“But mama…”

“If you go dem go laugh you. How you go go open mouth say person fvck you? E get as e be my pikin. Even if you report am, de preek don already enter. Nothing dem go do.”

“Mama…”

“My pikin. Shebi na you come meet me say make I helep you.”

“Yes mama.”

“No worry I no wetin I go do.”

“What will you do mama?”

“Wasiu na my boy. I know say you no want make shame come ya side. I go draw hin ear. I go tell am say if I hear piim, I go call police for am. If I tell am so hin no go talk.”

“Okay ma.”

“Sorry ehn.”

“Ok mama. Thank you mama.”

“Make God no make you get belle for dis kind bad tin o.”

“God forbid. I don take medicine.”

“I trust you. Na why you be nurse.”

“But Mama I dey fear make I no get disease.”

“Na true o. Dat Wasiu wey be say since I come dis compound I never see am baff.”

With that, Josephine began to cry again.

“And I know say every night hin dey go carry asewo for Apapa.”

“Mama please don’t say it again. Please pray for me mama.”

“I go pray. My pikin I go pray.”



“Oloshi boy!”

“Mama de mama!”

“I see say she come see you.”

“No mind de yeye gal. E come dey cry say you fvck am.” Mimicking Josephine Mama Akunna said ‘Wasiu come my room com fvck me hehehe’. I come dey tink for my mind say ‘de tin no sweet you?”

“Mama if you see de way she give me de nyash. She dey push de tin for me like say she want make de preek enter reach her head. And now she come dey cry.”

“hahahahaha oloshi boy!”

“Better tin good o! E sweet no be small. Thank you mama.”

“You be my pikin na. I no fit see good tin wey I no go give you.”

“But Mama, I wan do am again.”

“No problem my pikin. She dey fear make you no talk. Just go tell am say if she no give you, say everybody for dis Katakata road go hear say you nack am. And you go follow tell dem say hin toto dey smell. If you talk like dat hin go give you again.”

“Mama de mama!”

“Oloshi boy!”



TO BE CONTINUED.

devilmaycry1:
new member am i welcome to ride along sir and ma reading for 3 days along the line
once a ghost reader nice

You're very welcome man!

Okay fam...midweek update loading for daviesblaze's sis who celebrates her birthday...

Pinkfeet:
who is this?

why do you get angry ?

do you live in katakata street ?

centino please attend to this person to tell us is problem .

I will o. I will put him in Katakata street so that they take care of him

ernesty20:
Rubbish Story

Ogbeni no vex na

queenitee:
You are right, you see I realized that most times when we pray and it looks like our prayers were not answered, it's not so. It's our attitude and believe after the prayer that matters. Imagine, their prayer was really answered, it's their lack of faith, guilt and lust that paved way for mama Akuna again.
So it's the same, it's our lack of faith, doubt and some behavior that makes it look like our prayers were not answered

Very well said my queen.

bimberry1307:
what! wait, Wasiu? Oh em G. can't believe this. oh, Josephine don suffer. That served her right sha, next time she will never think of sleeping with another woman's man even when the man in question showed no interest. centino, God bless your hustle.

daviesblaze:
she is not registered on NL. guest mode. i will tell her to do the needful.

OK cool

Adesina12:
Ewu Gambia!!!
You hide the identity of the Kongo shiner for us, this is the reason we are interested
Besides, don't tell us you're a saint

Saint ke...who dash

Cmyname:
Emmm, what is her moniker? Perhaps, katakata fans can also wish her a happy birthday.

This makes a lot of sense daviesblaze.

Cmyname:
Ewoooo! Centino na which kind wicked update be this?


I mean, of all the fresh people for katakata street, na wasiu come...?



Okay, good for nurse Josephine. I pity her though, because wasiu go still come to collect, and if she refuse, wasiu go blackmail her. Well, make she kukuma pack comot for katakata.


She don cast!


Centino baba, as usual. You no dissapoint at all. Thanks for the update & mention.


This Chisco emm, the boy no serious at all. Lazy bones!


Btw, almost all of us, if not all forgot about wasiu, we were busy mentioning other peoples name. Nice twist!

As in bros...no one thought of Wasiu!

Glad you mentioned Chisco o. I come dey wonder say upon everything I write na only Wasiu and nurse una dey see. My people like dat kind tin sha...

donielord:
Hmmmn all cats are grey in the dark. Thanks for the update centino boss. I also asked for a cast in the story, please na

Okay Donie. You have your wish. Watch out

IghoOvie:
"in the dark, all cats are grey- Centino

Benjamin Franklin

Youngzubi:
bro ur writeup always make me feel like ah learner jare

or maybe u where born with pen


not like the rest of us wey our own pen dey between our legs



nice story man

publish this story once u'er through with it

look for a more suitable title


then fin camera infact me sef go follow act

piiiiim we go land for nija movie


o boy. cinema go.hear wiee

then buhari wil confirm it that we the youths ain't lazy!!!!!

still ur guy youngzubi @centino

My man. Thanks for the kind words jare. I dey try my best.

Everything is possible with this story I agree. Make we dey watch.

Thanks for stopping by man!

daviesblaze:
Centino, Happy Sunday!!!!

if only you could grant my sister's birthday wish by updating before sunday, she will be most delighted.

An ardent fan of your stories is she

Chai! And I thought I was free from Katakata for the week after the large update

Anyway, anything for your sis Tell her there will be a midweek update dedicated to her.

Dranoid:
And see me thinking Chisco made his grand entrance

Centino always twisting it as usual! More sense to your brain boss. I doff my hat


"in the dark, all cats are grey"

Damn! This quote is dope. Abeg help me ask Mr Kingsley who said it

Was tempted to go with Chisco. Made a lot of sense and it could have taken the story in a very funny direction. Could picture it. But it was Wasiu for me from the onset and I didn't believe no one guessed. Maybe because they forgot about him. You won't forget him again when you see what's coming

Mr Kingsley said I should tell you the quote is by Benjamin Franklin

Achike kicked Chisco awake. The stupid boy could not even surprise him. He came to Lagos with the same old habits from the village. Who still slept until 10am in these hard times?

“Stand up from that place my friend.”

“Ooooh brother!”

“What is ooooh brother? I have been doing welcome ceremony for you since, if you don’t know. Today you will follow me to the bustop and start learning okrika business.”

“Ha brother. Is computer I want to learn. I want to learn computer so dat when I grow up I will go and learn to fly aeroplane.”

“When you grow up Chisco? At twenty five years old you think you have not grown up?”

“I am your junior brother.”

“Okay. Your father will come from the grave and come and teach you computer and to fly aeroplane. Monkey.”

Oooooh brother. You too have not changed!”

“Look here my friend. The fooling around stops now. Under this bed is where I keep my market. When we finish talking, I will bring out everything and you will start by counting them one by one. Then I will show you the different bales and what they each represent. You will understand the pricing as we go along. When you have understood the business, you will be going to the bus stop early in the morning to catch the customers as they are going to work, while I continue to sell in the evening. If you catch up quickly and your head is good, I can settle you in two years. If not…”

“Erm brother, I don’t want to sell okrika.”

“Then pack your things now and go back to where you came from.”

“But brother…”

“ I am not saying you should not have ambition. Me too I did not grow up wanting to sell okrika. This is real life not Osofia and Mr Ibu show.”

Chisco got up and began to grumble. But Achike was not yet finished.

“My friend, sit down and listen to me. I have not had the time to tell you about this compound we live in. I have been seeing you going piompiompiom from one corner to another. You have to understand the people here so that you know how to live. You see that boy they call Wasiu, he sells igbo and cocaine and he is a friend to the witch we were praying against the other day. Stay away from him. If you put igbo inside this your big head, this room will not contain both of us. In the evening, the witch comes out to sell ogogoro. Now that we know what she is, nobody will go there and you too let me not see your leg there. I know that you had already joined the good for nothings in the village to be drinking kai-kai before you came. Let your throat not go there before they will give you winch. Avoid all the boys in this compound. The caretaker’s son Irikefe, he has torn the toto of all the little girls in this compound and his mouth is sharp like razor. I suspect he is in a gang. Stay away. Another one they call Castro. He is learning from Irikefe. Since I came to this compound, he has been writing exam and cannot pass. Today he is going to club, tomorrow he is carrying bible. No focus in life. At least his father is still feeding him. You, small time it is after you sell and see gain that you will use it and go to market and come and cook. Show respect to all the family men here. It is not easy to be feeding people. Avoid the girls and women. They will not even have your time but I should still tell you.”

“Brother. I will do all dat even if you no tell me. I don’t even like this place. Everyday, join line for bathroom, join line for toilet. Different kind of noise morning, afternoon, night. The compound – dirty. The road – dirty. When rain fall sh*t from gutter dey float everywhere. And somebody dey cook fufu for dis compound and people dey buy chop. Tufiakwa! You no see any other place to live for dis Lagos?”

“Shut up and put your hand under that bed and bring out those sacks. Have you not seen your mates building their own house? Work hard, and make money and go and live in Lekki if you want.

They heard a rap on the door and Achke went and found the nurse standing there.

“Where were you last night?” Josephine said. There was no point prevaricating. She could not think of any other place to look after here.

“Chineke! Nurse! Did you see me in your dream?”

She saw that he was genuinely surprised at the question. She felt both disappointment and relief because in as much as she wanted to find her attacker, she still hoped it was not any of the men she had previously turned down. She looked over his shoulder and saw his newly arrived brother.

“Can I come in?” She said.

Achike turned and said “Bia, Chisco, go outside. We will count the market later.”

“No no no. I want you to introduce him to me,” Josephine said.

Chisco straightened up and smiled as Achike made way for the nurse to enter the room.

Josephine kept her eyes on the new boy.

“I am Chisco. the ogbu agu of Arochukwu. I dey see you everyday as you dey go to work and I say Jehovah, this aunty fine o. Thank you as you come to see me.” He stretched forth a hand and Josephine took it, still holding his gaze. Then Achike broke the handshake and shuffled Chisco away. “Oya, out!” he commanded.

“Aunty nurse, if you want me to do anything for you, just call me. I go do am. Since I come this place, na only you come here come greet me. For that, Chineke! Anything you want, I go do am,” He said and left the room.

Josephine sank in the chair and covered her face with her palms and cried.

“Ah Nurse, don’t cry” Achike said. “People make mistakes in life, and it is in the place of others to forgive. I know you have now understood that of all those men that have been pursuing you like tolotolo that I am the one that really loves you. Your coming is enough. Ndo, don’t cry. Don’t even say anything. Just make sure that that man that is always coming every Saturday does not come back here again.”

Josephine wiped her face with her hand and stood, pushed Achike to the side and exited the room.

Out in the corridor she saw Mama Akunna coming out of her room.

“Wasiu! Oya bring all de rubber and all de cup come go wash dem for me. As I no dey you no fit wash de tins wey you know say when I come back I go start my market.”

“Mama I no know when you go come back na. Shebi I don tell you to say make you buy phone.”

“Oya dey go front.”

Josephine stood and watched as Mama Akunna with her baby strapped on her back and Wasiu shuffled through the corridor carrying various items of their perilous trade. She stepped to one side to allow them to pass when her eyes met Wasiu’s. He held her gaze and smiled. A canny half smile full of knowingness. He even stood and puffed out his chest when he reached where she was before continuing on his way. She turned and he turned too. Then the alarm went off in her head. Wasiu!

Wasiu the smooth-talking, sweet looking demon of Katakata street! Josephine turned and caught up with them as they reached the backyard. She placed a hand on one shoulder and spun him to face her. Mama Akunna, wise to what was going on covered her mouth with one hand and slithered away.

“Wasiu!” Josephine said looking him straight in the eyes.

“Yes nurse,” he said still holding a basin in one hand and a bucket that contained cups and tumblers in the other.”

“How dare you!”

“You want everyone to know?” Wasiu said softly.

“How…” Josephine began and left her mouth hanging open.

“And what was wrong with it nurse?”

“You!”

“Nurse, in the dark, all cats are grey.”



TO BE CONTINUED.

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ALL CATS ARE GREY

Josephine slept like a baby. The satisfaction she felt was deep and total. The dopamine high was still there when she got out of bed in the morning. Once again, she would be confirming something she had always known – that there’s nothing quite like a good dick. She felt good and wholesome. She was off duty, and there was nothing wrong with a repeat, only she knew it would be difficult in the daytime with all the prying eyes. At any rate, what was important was that they had now crossed that bridge, and she knew from experience that they would find a way whenever they wanted it. First, she had a question for him. So she found a bum short and a thigh length men’s tshirt and went out to look for him.


Ndifreke stood at the frontage dressed and ready for the new day. He still had N160k from the land largesse and had made up his mind to go and deposit it with a benefactor who would give him a keke in a hire purchase deal. Previously the agreement was for him to pay twenty thousand naira weekly until he remitted N500k and the tricycle would become his. But depositing N160k would make the repayment even quicker. He had made up his mind to do this and there was no going back. He would drop the money, pick up the ride and then go and register with the union today. Tomorrow he would hit the road. He took a deep breath and the first step when he felt a tug on his belt and turned to see a smiling Josephine. Keeping his eyes firmly locked with hers he said, “Good morning nurse. No work today?”

“You wanted me to go to work and you did all that to me?”

Ndifreke did not like the look on her face. But he kept his eyes locked with hers.

“Excuse me?”

Lowering her voice, she said “And you even came inside me. You have not learnt your lesson you this boy.”

“What are you saying, Josephine?”

“Now stop this nonsense Ndi.”

“You are the one who should stop the nonsense, Josephine.”

“For goodness sake Ndi we f*cked last night!”

“You and who?”

Nurse Josephine took two steps back as the true situation registered. The man in front of her giving her the most dispassionate stare she would receive from a man was not the person that had made love to her last night. She began to feel light headed.

Ndifreke thought she was going to faint. Her face immediately became ashen and sweat gathered on her brow. Then she put her two index fingers on her temple, spun around, and ran into the corridor. It did not even occur to him to go after her. Her life, her headache.

She entered the room, locked the door, and jumped into bed. Lord, she had been raped! Someone entered her room and raped her! The worst part was that it was unprotected. She never engaged in unprotected sex. Who could have taken advantage of her so? She was in no position to stop him. She was half asleep. She was expecting someone. And to think that she felt so good after being violated! She had seen all his girlfriend’s test results and knew Ndifreke was monogamous and so felt reasonably safe after the unprotected sex with whom she thought was he. But alas, it was not him. And she knew nothing of whomever it was that had so taken advantage of her. Why didn’t she stop him? Why didn’t she verify his identity first, oh Lord. And who could it have been? She thought of all the possibilities. She felt revulsion with each face that came to mind. What was she going to do now? She pressed her face into her pillow and screamed into it. She then sat up and tried to breathe normally. With a good dose of righteous indignation, she found a pair of jeans, put it on, and stepped out to find her abuser.


Lukman had just opened for the day and had Tobi with him already. Tobi was excited about the Drake “In My Feelings” dance challenge and wanted them to take part.

“Bro Lukman, we can become famous like this. Imagine two boys from the ghetto doing our own dance. I have downloaded the song already. Make we just play it and dance shaku shaku and upload on YouTube.”

“Tobi I am not interested. You have already caused me a lot of trouble in this compound. Shebi it was only talk that I talked with you and you left here, I don’t know what you told your sister or what transpired and the next thing they accused me of trying to kill her.”

“Bro Lukman, that one has passed na. I am talking about the in thing. Come and see” He said putting his phone in Lukman’s face, “Celebrites, pregnant women, all kinds of people doing the dance. I want ours to be the first from this part.”

“Go and look for other boys your age. I am not interested.”

“But bro Lukman no one will know we are not age mates. You can dance. I want someone that can dance.”

Lukman looked up and saw Nurse Josephine entering his shop.

He stood bolt upright and Tobi straightened up too. He flung the broom he was holding in a corner and reached for a shirt on the visitors’ bench to cover his exposed bony torso.

“Good morning nurse,” they both said in unison.

She stood with one hand on her hip and the other tapping her thigh. She looked from one man to the other. Though the other was only a teenage boy, Josephine knew the boys there were all sexually active and she had heard rumours that Tobi fancied his sister. She was not ruling anyone out.

Lukman dropped to his knees, lifted both hands to the heavens, and said “Father! Today will be a good day as you have sent me an angel first thing in the morning. Standing up he said “Nurse, welcome. I am happy to have you. I am glad you have made up your mind to do the Anita Baker I told you will suit you.” Turning to Tobi he said “Yeye boy, don’t keep my special guest standing. Dust that last chair that I reserve for VIPs for the nurse.” Turning to her again, he said “Nurse, welcome.”

There was nothing about those two that suggested that either of them had been her assaulter. Lukman was still fawning and silly and clearly delirious at the sight of her. Josephine has had plenty enough of the morning after experience to know what to look out for. Even though this was a rape, a crime, she was sure she would still know if she went face to face with her attacker. Lukman was not pretending. It was not him. She studied Tobi. He too was self-conscious about his appearance and could not look her in the face. It was not guilt; it was just shyness that was normal in teenage boys when they receiving attention from an older attractive woman. She also ruled out Tobi. Without a word, she turned and left.


She met Irikefe telling Josiah about the stranded Nigerians in Russia.

“They are sleeping on the floor of the Nigerian Embassy and calling on the Nigerian Government to come to their rescue. Nigerians must always disgrace Nigeria.”

“But who sent them to Russia? And is it not return tickets they always sell? They should just go to the airport and catch their flights na.”

“Some of them claim people took money from them to help them get professional playing contracts there in Russia. Some also went with the hope that they will be able to settle in the country after the world cup. For some reason, we have Nigerians there whose journey turned out to be a journey of no return.”

“Na wa o. So some people let themselves be scammed into thinking there was a future for them in Russia? But Nigerians sha…”

“Oga Josiah, if me I had the chance, I’d have disappeared in that Russia whether good or bad.”

“Okay that’s enough. Time to do work.”

“But oga we just opened na, can’t we just take it easy small?”

“See, Efe. Today that you have managed to come to work, I don’t want to shout, otherwise just carry yourself and go.”

“Ah ahn nau.”

“You will make three mosquito nets. One door and two windows. Dimension is that of the rooms of this compound.”

“Whose mosquito nets is it?”

“Is that your business? Do you want to pay for the owner? Go inside and get the things you need and start o jare! I am not putting hand. If you cannot do common mosquito net, I don’t want you to come back here again, ever."

“Good morning Mr Josiah” Nurse Josephine said.

They both looked up and Irikefe straightened up.

“Sorry nurse. I will do it. I was not told on time otherwise you would have seen the nets ready. Are you on night duty today?” Irikefe said.

“Shut up. Who asked you? Good morning, nurse. This one that you came to my shop this morning with this type of tight face. I hope it is well?”

It was easy to see it was not Josiah. He looked all business and polite and genuinely concerned about her bad mood. She then looked beyond him to Irikefe. He was struggling in a lazy man’s way to carry out Mr Josiah’s instructions. He was tentative with the plywood he tried to move and nudged the bundle of net in the corner before deciding whether or not to carry it. Then he seemed to remember she was there and turned and said “nurse, nurse. You are not even saying anything. Oga should I buy malt for her?” He then winked at her in the same naughty way he always did. Nothing out of the ordinary. He even turned away, picked up the plywood, and took it outside where he was going to stand and cut it. She concluded that it was not Irikefe that had raped her.


Messrs Zubi, Cosmas and Kingsley stood outside discussing Ekiti State.

“Did you see Fayose crying on TV? What a disgrace.”

“All I could think of as I saw that was Baba Suwe. It’s play acting of the poorest quality.”

“Imagine what he said – that police hit him with the butt of a gun, slapped him, called him Governor my foot. In a country where even their concubines go about with a gamut of security personnel, a whole Governor was left alone to be so manhandled. And then teargas now broke his neck. They should tell us something else jare.”

“Images appeared on social media of Fayose doing the same thing four years ago when the PDP was in power. He wore a bulletproof jacket and was in the midst of gun-toting security personnel to disperse APC rally. That is karma, abi Cosmas?”

“Well, you can call it that.”

“What goes around comes around – Willie Nelson.”

“Ah Kingsley. I never knew there was a name to that saying.”

“All of that was in preparation for the loss of the election to the APC. You know, currying sympathy for when the inevitable happened. The State owes workers salary and there is a dearth of infrastructure for which the Fayose government has no answer, and the man has been a notorious critic of Abuja. He knows the APC are already sewing his prison robes.”

“Fayemi and APC has won I can now confirm. Linda Ikeji has published a picture of Fayose’s flight ticket to Paris. Man was prepared.”

“He had hoped to install that his dumb professor deputy to perpetuate himself in power. He is in trouble now.”

Josephine knew that this was the least likely group where she would find her attacker. But Mr Zubi had made a pass at her, though it was unlikely that he would sneak out of his self-contained and go and violate her without his wife waking up the entire street. She moved in when they summoned Castro into their midst. She did not know what they were telling Castro, but she quickened her steps and stopped there before Castro went away.

“Good morning sirs,” Josephine said.

“Ah nurse!” Mr Zubi greeted as his face expanded in a wide-eyed smile. She saw Castro scowl at him, just as Cosmas excused himself and walked away. Kingsley also went away with him. Mr Zubi held her hand and let his travel up to her elbow and back down. She ignored him for a moment and watched the retreating Cosmas and Kingsley. They only kept on talking; or rather, Cosmas was talking while Kingsley stroked his beard. Again, nothing there to raise her suspicion. The men behaved as they have always behaved towards her. She then turned to face Mr Zubi. Why was it that dirty old men always did that same thing – a handshake that would always go beyond the elbows? She endured it and watched him for any signs that he may have been the one. She found none. She turned to Castro beside him who was bemused that the nurse allowed his father to hold her arm in that manner. It was only revulsion and jealousy Josephine saw in Castro’s eyes. When she looked at him directly he only looked away embarrassed. Again, Josephine could tell that her abuser was not there. Who the hell was it that screwed her so? There was only one more place to look.


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Been up all night to give a really large update as requested by enabledgoddess. Didn't know there was a restriction on length of posts on Nairaland. This means to cut it to size I have to rewrite or cut out some paragraphs. So pardon me guys. Life calls. Will do later in the day.

MODIFIED: SPLIT IT INTO TWO. WHAT WAS I THINKING BEFORE

Jenna3:
Finally am here, this is one hell of a story.
Centino adodie na, nam uben nwo sia amenam tutu

Glad to have you here Jenna3. Uyai mkpo. Mbok mben wo. Nsusen?

wizsolzy:
I have been reading stories on NL ... but this particular story have been highly educational .. aside d comedy part.. is not everyday u read stories with some kind of spirituality and rationality on background of d story.. it gives u a new way of seeing things differently from d general point of view.. mere looking at d title nd d beginning of d story u would want to pass.. but as time goes on I always look forward to d part of Mr kingsley and Mr cosmos... d rational and d spiritual characters..
Thumbs up #Centino.. u r doing a great job..

Thanks wizsolzy

Cmyname:


Anyway, make the update long. We are waiting. Thanks for understanding.

I think I can promise that. To last a week as enabledgoddess talk

daviesblaze:
centino, when is the next update?

As usual

hharsnan:
centino brought me out of ghost mode.... thumbs up bro

You're welcome man

IghoOvie:
Centino your papa born you well.
Finally i have decided to get out of my closet just to shout Ewuoooooooooooo because my bros Irikefe don shine Nurse congo and na d only trap mama Akunna fit take hold am for balls.
Obong Owo Abasi udiong fién eti eti.

Amen. Sosongo Ette

WAACUT:
Just a few sentences for you. Centino.. God bless you for me
...

Amen

Poisonivy01:
Not a single effort of yours will go in vain. You will be rewarded for your pain. Your hard work will bring you a lot of gain. Good job Centino! I’m done being in the ghost mode.

Amen. Amen. And amen. Thanks for coming out Poisonivy01. Great to have you.

erobes:
I just must comment, i can't keep quiet any longer.

Nice piece,everything synchronizes well. One or two lessons always learnt from every update.

KEEP IT UP BRO!!!

Thanks erobes. Me too couldn't keep quiet again. Had to come welcome you

Lyndollarz:
I just must comout of ghost mode, centino I swear you are da bomb....jeez...how do you do it... and I must confess I have learnt alot from you..about witch,faith ..etcetera....you are a silent teacher..thank you so much

You're welcome Lyndollarz. Pleasure having you here. Glad you learnt something

Cmyname:
Okay


Mr Cosmas aka Centino with his new age teaching shaa. Enlightment things


Ehenn, nurse Josephine don get spirit husband abi na Chisco



Btw, Weldone for the update

DaV8King:
Centino pon the beat again!

Issa hit once again

Baba more imagination to your brain

And more ink to your pen/keyboard

We dey wait for next update.

No less than 3 of my coworkers dey visit this thread now due to my reactions when it reading at work.

P.S Will credit your line at some point today......will follow with a text Sir #bigfan

Nice to have you back man. And thanks for the airtime. You're the man.

Help me salute those your guys.