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Obinnau: Dunno. But why not channel all your energy on getting off the island?

lol.. Priceless advice.[quote author=Mynd_44]Huh?[/quote].. My reaction when I saw that

Hmmmmm, somethin different. Haven't really written a play b4, maybe I'll give it a try.
#following. More update please.

PEACe.

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Pls were is Episode ONE

scan through the pages, u can't miss it. #bless

EPISODE 5.

FOUR YEARS AGO.

The St Timothy and Titus anglican church, Festac, was unusually filled with people from different walks of life who had come to witness the event on that faithful saturday.

Press agencies such as A.I.T, S.T.V, Beat FM, Top Radio, Punch and Sun Newspaper, Ovation Magazine and a host of other agencies had sent their representatives to attend the event and cover it in any way they could. As the television press agents recorded the event on video, the radio press agents tried to record the valuable sound bits on tape and of course, the newspapers and magazines agents, snapped as much picture as their camera’s memory would allow, which was an awful lot, thanks to the invention of multiple memory cards with the data space of over thirty six giga bite. Some of the photographers murmured a little prayer of blessings to whoever invented the “Micro SD”.

At the alter stood three people. A man who wore a black versace suit and black Louis Vuitton shoes, a lady who wore a sparkling white Gucci wedding gown – don’t bother asking if Gucci make wedding gowns, it was a limited edition gown, and a priest who of course, wore what priests usually wore when conducting a marriage ceremony service, Yes! It was a wedding.

A wedding between Nigeria’s “soon to be” sexiest female celebrity and the then fifth wealthiest video/ movie producer from Africa, now second. It was indeed a perfect union to behold.

The priest looked at the lady as if he was searching for something on her face, she smiled. Then he turned his gaze to the man and gave him the same searching look and the man grinned. The priest then raised the Microphone up to mouth and said;

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered together here in the sight of God, and in the face of this congregation, to join together Zainab Okafor and Richard Anderson in Holy Matrimony; which is an honorable estate, instituted by God in the time of man’s innocence…” the priest paused once again and stared at the couples with his piercing eyes, then with out looking at the book which he had been reading from, it was obvious he knew the next statements by heart, he added.

“If any of you know any reason, or just impediment, why these two persons should not be joined together in holy Matrimony, let ye speak now or forever hold ye peace” a long pause followed.

During this pause, Jummy, in her silly and “always wanting to make people laugh” attitude, stood up as the priest paused for a response. All heads and almost all cameras in the hall, hundreds of them, all turned towards Jummy thinking she had something to say.

Zainab who stood at the alter almost fainted at this point, she was wondering what Jummy was up to this time.

Richard was already trying to get the attention of Dr. Daniel with his eyes, with the intent of passing an instruction to him concerning the drama he thought that was about to unfold, yes! The same Dr. Daniel that was mentioned earlier.

Jummy stared at the A.I.T camera man and smiled, before she walked out of the hall sluggishly, purposely dragging her feet on the floor as she swayed her rather gigantic hips. As soon as she left the hall, audible exhales of carbondioxide followed because almost everyone in the hall had been subconciously holding their breath in anticipation.

The Priest just shook his head and chuckled in his mind, before he continued with the ceremony;

“If there is no one, then by the power invested in me, I now pronounce you both, husband and wife. You may kiss …” Zainab’s and Richard lips were already inter locked before the priest could finish his statement.

“Newly wedded” he sighed.

The crowd went wide with cheers as the new couple kissed like it was their first time, the press agents kicked, scratched and punched each other just to stand on the spot where the view of the kissing couple was great.

Somewhere in between the loud cheers and rowdy environment, Jummy made her way back to the church and up the alter to congratulate her friend.

“What the hell were you thinking when you stood up that time?” Zainab asked her as she got within arms length.

“Shey e get time wey I suppose go toilet and time when I no suppose go?” Jummy asked mischievously.

“Naughty you. What are you doing standing there like a log of wood, won’t you come and give the new Mrs Anderson a hug” Zainab replied, and she probably regretted making that statement because the way Jummy squeezed her with her XX large body wasn’t an entirely funny scene for Zainab.

As the girls talked and fooled around, Richard slipped away from Zainab’s side and headed out of the church, he signaled Dr. Daniel to follow him as he went out.

Richard went to the back of the church where no one was and waited, few minutes later, Dr. Daniel surfaced.

Dr. Daniel was a man of roughly fourth years of age, he was quite short, always wore a hat and carried a walking stick because he had an issue with his right leg which made him always limp when he walked, either he was born that way or not is a question no one knew the answer to. There was something sinister about him and a cloud of darkness seem to follow him wherever he went, no one could actually boast of ever actually seeing his face, not like they cared to though.

“Did you do it?” Richard asked Dr. Daniel immediately.

“Young man, you really need to learn how to greet your elders, especially the ones who you are indebted to.”

“Oh! Spare me the bull shit! Did you kill the bitch?”

“When you say bitch do you mean that girl you impregnate and dumped because you met Zainab?”

“Whatever you say, just answer the question. Did you kill her? Yes or no?”

Dr. Daniel paused for a split second for no reason in particular, that was just the way he was.

“Yes I did, but you know she didn’t deserve to die right?”

“I should have let her come to the church and spoil my marriage like she threatened to?” Richard asked rhetorically with an eyebrow raised.

“You know those were just empty threats”

“Whatever you say! I’m not ready to take the risk. I’ll have my P.A wire you the money” Richard then attempted to walk out on Dr. Daniel but was stopped in his tracks when his name was called, without turning back he stood on a spot and waited for Dr. Daniel to say what he wanted to.

“You know how to contact me if you ever need my services again right?”

“I won’t be needing it again” Richard replied arrogantly and as he walked away, Dr. Daniel added;

“Don’t just delete my number, men like you always needs men like me help. Trust me.”

Richard didn’t reply again. He was so confident he wouldn’t be needing Dr. Daniel’s help anymore, but he was wrong.

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FOUR YEARS LATER,
PRESENT DAY.

After letting the phone go to voice mail twice, Dr. Daniel finally picked up the call, it was just his way to know people who were seriously in the need to contact him. As he picked the call, he kept quite and waited for the called to speak first.

“Hello?”

He cracked his memory hoping that the voice he just had would match with a name in his skull, but sadly, it didn’t.
“Who is this?” He replied coldly.

“Am I speaking to Dr. Dan?”

“That depends on who is asking” he was still sounding cold.

“This is Richard, remember me? Some years back you did some clean up for me and I think I need another clean up now”

Dr. Daniel searched his memory for any Richard he had met in the past but the only one that came to mind was one of his former apprentice name, and this couldn’t be him because Dr. Daniel killed him, but that’s another story.

“What sort of clean up did the Dr. Dan you are asking for do for you?” He asked.

“Does the name Chineye ring a bell?”

That question did the trick, just like magic, Dr. Daniel recalled it all. How Richard contacted him and told him of his little problem and for a riduclously large amount, he had solved the problem for Richard. His eyes shone in excitement as he thought this was another opportunity to be paid well.

“Yes, in that case, you are speaking to Dr. Dan” Dr. Daniel replied, obviously dropping his cold tone.

“Alright, I’ll text you the details right away, come immediately!”

“Understood.” And Dr. Daniel hung up, he always had the knack for being in charge always and even took such details as who ended a call personal, so he always made sure he was the last to speak and the one who ends all calls he made or received.

Richard on the other hand sent the address and situation of things to Dr. Daniel who received it and he replied immediately via text;

“Piece of cake, I’ll be there in thirty minutes”

Richard read the text and then looked at Zainab’s body on the floor and he smiled.

TO BE CONTINUED.

lildrop: u see say i nva comment since d beginning of da story. Bro,u r sumtin else. I gbadun u. U made me to rmember ma days at FEDERAL GOVT OGBOMOSHO,junior klas waz hell buh senior klas ix jux lyk m on top of d world. Muah

ks bro, glad yu loved the story. Oya, run and join me new on going storry...

Sexitee03: Maybe because sexuality is hidden that's y u don't know there are better writers on NL! Only kay came over and you are beefing! Wait till I come over and my other ogas join too. Wetin them go come do then! Nawa oo,

, really? You guys should come fast fast oh. Am tired of reading same old things in this section self... #Anticipating.

@Kay, you had won the thriller and action genre even before the competition started .
#Still following#

Nekkie27: Nyc 1 chistar...u knw y i lyk u??...it cuz u always deliver.....neva d less its an error 2 still use 'talk less of'...rada u say 'let alone'....u get?

hmmm "let alone" it is then. aiit, noted. Thanks bae .

Smhart1: Am sure Zainab and Jummy will not die.is like merlin dieng in season one

lmaoo! The point is he died shey? Or didn't he? correct me if am wrong, I watched the movie years ago, I think .

[quote author=Eni~girl]lol m sure Jummy nd Zainab wil not die sha. Let watch nd c.[/quote]lol, who told you? You can never be too sure oh .

tinahrex: Bro......Nyc wrk ure rili duin atm....d tin iz jst too swit abeg....
Errm...read ur sec.lyf wrk and ffg dis one too buh wen i tried ridin d Complicated Luv Story which rili gat me in d zone(jst lyk ur evri oda pis),den i started seein 'Dis post has been removed'....Perhaps u wuldnt mynd postin dem all @yo blog site.....Thnx

thanks bro, glad to know I've got vibrant readers of my stories like you. About the complicated love story, err.. Send me a DM, my email is attached to all my stories.

Aimedrey: hmm zainab no wan die alone she wants to take her frnd along hope nobody dies sha!

lol!! Is that what you think? You've got a funny imagination oh

[quote author=Miss_Fibre]Lost for words to say, can't believe I got many likes. I have been following the whole analysis in the background and I dare say the judges did a pretty good job. There was a time I felt I was going to lose out but as the nominations kept coming out, I knew I stood a chance against the guys. Talk about keeping the killer blow till later.

Guys, get ready to get blown off. I am winning this competition not for the money but for the women. Yes, the women folks.

Call me a feminist, I don't care. You are about to get served!![/quote]love your spirit...

[quote author=Eni~girl]Omq! M speechless.Jummy! Zainab!!. What next??[/quote]who knows, maybe Richard , I know am the one who created the character but I don't even like him. Lol

EPISODE 4.

“You don’t know what you have until you loose it”
Those ten words quoted above makes up the deepest sentence known to man, its meaning and relevance to the everyday society can’t be overlooked. At some point or the other, most of us have actually had reasons to agree with the statement because we’ve been there.

***

… As Richard refused to answer her, Zainab then tried to run toward him and pull him out of the fight before he killed his opponent with his all those kind of punches that would scare even “Muhammad Alli”.

Richard paused for a second and said;
“Woman, Stay out of this!”

But Zainab just couldn’t let him continue, she kept on pulling Richard who at a point got fed up with Zainab and he pushed her away with full force, he didn’t see that coming or he didn’t plan for it to happen that way but Zainab staggered backward due to Richard push and she slipped and fell, hitting her head at the edge of the bed so hard that anyone who saw it would have assumed her skull had broken or at the very least “cracked”.

And that was how Zainab died, or so Richard thought.

Confused about what’s happening? Let me rewind back to fifteen minutes ago …

“Zainab!” Richard called out. He knew what he just saw but he was sure his mind was playing a trick on him, how can his “good and faithful wife” be screwing some other dude in the house and on their matrimonial bed for that matter? Was the question he asked himself. Technically speaking, Zainab wasn’t on the bed, she was on the floor kneeling and moaning loudly as Clement had his hands on her waist and was … Well, that’s a story for another day.

Both Zainab and Clement were too engrossed in “whatever” they were doing that they didn’t even notice Richard who was standing at the door talk less of hear him murmur Zainab’s name.

Richard on the other hand stood still for about five seconds after he had called Zainab’s name the first time, he was trying to gain his composure back and also hoping he was dreaming, he blinked twice, but nothing changed, Clement was still busy with Zainab.

He decided to face reality and take action, he consciously let the bouquet of flowers slip from his hands and before Clement could at least attempt to defend him self, Richard ran towards him with rage and pounced on him, in one quick movement, both of them were on the floor tossing and turning like babies playing, the only difference was, each toss and turn was accompanied with a punch from Richard to Clement’s face.

Zainab who was taken unawares didn’t know what to do or say at first, but after looking at how Richard was beating Clement, she figure Clement might soon pass out or probably die if she did nothing, so she did what any lady in her shoes would do when two men are fighting – although this isn’t really a fight, perhaps a good beating. She started screaming at the top of her voice;

“Richard don’t kill him oh! Richard! Don’t kill…” She wanted to call Clement’s name but realized she had forgotten it or maybe she didn’t even know it in the first place, whatever that waiter had given her must have been conjured from the lakes of hell by the devil himself.

So as Richard refused to answer her, she started throwing pillows at him, but she soon ran out of pillows as there were only four in the room, Richard wasn’t distracted. Zainab had only one last option, pull Richard out of the fight by her self. She took a deep breath before she ran towards Richard and I guess you know the rest.

“Oh my God!! What have I done?” Richard exclaimed, asking no one in particular, he was in a state that can’t be described by any english word.

At first, Clement was too weak to understand what was going on, the punches he had received had paralyzed him temporary but as soon as he saw what had happened to Zainab, a suddenly boost of adrenaline flowed through his body and just as if he was on drugs and the drugs just kicked in, he stood up, picked up his clothes and zoomed out of the house at the speed of lightening – he was able to grab just his trousers and singlet, but that was all he actually needed, ain’t it?.

Richard was a little too devastated and still in shock so he didn’t bother going after Clement, all he had on his mind was how the hell was he going to hide Zainab’s body – Yes! Hide! Its no news that he never really loved Zainab, he just loved what she had to offer him, and now that he had gotten it, what was the point of keeping her around?.

He sat down on the floor close to Zainab’s body, chewing his finger nails out of anxiety and then an idea popped into his head, he recalled he had a friend at speed dial who might be able to help him.

He brought out his “Iphone 4″ and scrolled through his contacts, he stopped when he got to the name “Dr. Daniel”, and clicked on the call button then he waited for the call to go through.

The problem now is, Dr. Daniel isn’t really the kind of doctor you are expecting.

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As she drove home, Jummy had a kind of mischievous smile on her face, she noticed she was smiling sheepishly and tried to kept a straight face but the stuff on her mind was too good a news for her to keep a straight face.

Mentally, she thought;
“At long last! That my daft bestie has decided to move on and am glad she’s lucky to have such a cute guy to spend her first night as a single lady once again with” her smiled widened as she pictured Clement’s firm body against Zainab’s. “Maybe I shouldn’t have set the ‘P’ for Zainab, I could have set it for myself” she thought in regret, although it was nothing serious.

NB: P could mean many things ranging from Parole to Peniis and many other things, but in this context, it means Package.

“I just can’t wait for Zainab to holla at me and give me the full gist… In fact let me call her.” Jummy concluded and stretched for her hand bag at the back seat of the car.

As she stretched, she lost control of the wheels and nearly collided with a Range Rover that was approaching her;

“Olori buru ku! Ode oshi! You no dey see for evening?” She cursed the driver who just ignored her and drove away.

But then, that was just God’s way of telling her to focus on her driving but she didn’t listen.

She stretched for her hand bag the second time and got it this time, she brought out her phone and with on hand on the wheel and the other holding her phone, she held the number ’3′ since that was the speed dial for Zainab’s ‘Glo’ number.

It rung the first time and wasn’t answered, so she dialed it again, this time the call was disconnected, Jummy smiled.

She murmured quite loudly;
“My bestie is in action, what a sharp …”

Her thoughts were obstructed by the current happenings. She was obviously staring at the road but had her mind elsewhere so she didn’t see when a “Dangote Cement” truck flashed its head lamp at her from a distance as it approached from behind in an attempt to over take her, the driver of the truck thought he had gotten her attention, so he horned just once before pressing his feet on the accelerator in other to gain up some speed, co-incedentially, Jummy had gotten to a junction where she had to turn right and enter the avenue her house was located.

Before she saw the truck and could press the breaks, she had already steered the car half way at the turn and the truck driver was too close to press his breaks too.

One moment, Jummy was filled with life, smiling with the thoughts of Zainab moving on and the next moment she was on the floor just beside her car which had damaged beyond repair. She was bleeding furiously, and at the rate she was loosing blood, her body couldn’t take it anymore, she passed out. The last thing she saw was the truck driver trying to navigate the truck past her in other to get away.

She didn’t even get the chance to say her last prayers.

TO BE CONTINUED.

Coded93: [b][/b] chistar thumbs up

#Bless! Hope you following my new story and my blog 2?

Destiny4fame: Were is my gun.......na kil I go kil zainab today ooo.........wait ooo........Chistar,if U talk say dis tin na imagination,na scracth I go blow ur head oooooo

lmaoo! Heheheheh. I don't really know what to reply you.

Change of plans,
I just posted the next episode on ma blog, if u can't go and chk it out now, don't worry, I'll post it here by 3PM.

PEACe

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goldstarpamela: Chistar ure jes a bomb!!! C me loving dis boy Õoooº°˚˚°º

lol... Thnks bae... Run an follow my new story na

[quote author=Mz_Chistar]Viewing this topic: Chistar01(m), Mz_Chistar(f), Leebliss13(m).. I see you too.
#Following.[/quote]lol.. Oya it aff do jhur, let's stop derailing our thread.
I'm feeling kind good today, maybe I'll update twice today both her and my blog , if I don't then expect a new update by 6PM

[quote author=Mz_Chistar]LOL Chistar the legend remembered me , maybe I should throw a party self .Sorry for my late arrival,was at school all this while and didn't have time to browse.seems I've missed a lot oh. U have finished school life (which made front page), and you now have a new story and a blog (nice blog indeed,but why didn't you sort out 4 new stories all tru and not stories most of us from nairaland are already following, #justSayin), I saw that "a letter to my ex" on ur blog this morning, why don't you post it here on nairaland, am sure u would get many positive reviews... U wud go places with this your writing, you have got a rare skill that people would kill for, you make writing seem easy and I know it isn't because I've tried writing before.
Am already talking too much shey? Hehehe I know I know,am just excited that u noticed my absence.
About this Babe in total control story, the real title is b1tch right? That doesn't matter self, all I know is its really interesting and you have started with your suspence again oh, come and continue jhur, tell us what happened next to Richard na,I wud have said "waiting for 6PM" but I know you wud post it on ur blog before den so I'll start refreshing your blog front page from now till when I see a new update.
Uve got a DM, btw.[/quote]chai! Okay, firstly, how was/is school? Hope it was/is cool?. 2.am not a legend, or atleast, not yet . 3.yes! You have missed a lot of, school lifre even made front page about a week after I ended it . 4. Thhanks about the blog tips, I search for unique story and if the authour grants me permission, I start posting it on my blog too. 5. I want my blog followers to be the first to read "a letter to my ex" I'll post it on NL maybe tomorrow. 6. Writing isn't easy at all oh, but I love it anyway . 7. When u say u tried writing b4, what exactly did you try 2 write? Can I get a copy? I want to laff at u :p. 8. U aren't talkingtoo much jhur, and Ɣ won't I notice the absence of my Mz? That won't make me a good Mr na . 9. Suspence ke? I haven't even started the story yet, all this one I've been writting since friday are just preambles oh, and u are complaing about suspence? I pity u oh, u never see anything. 10. Yes you are right, I usually post the update on my blog about 2/3 hrs befor 6Pm . 11. I've replied ur dm.
Good too have u back, hope u won't be going anywhere anytime soon?

12: you didn't mention I've been nominated for the literature awards in 3 different categories ... Go and vote 4 me jhur!! I know NL award isn't a big deal but na small small e dey start na, and you all should please do the same, search 4 the voting thread 4 the awards and vote for me in any category u see my stories if u feel they are worth the award, I'll really appreciate it, thanks.

-chistar01/sochistar (all join)
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honeeyplum: Following

bless!

bionicdude: following.i really luv ur writing.men skul life was d bomb.hope u will give d same excitement on dis one.keep it coming bro God bless

thanks bro. I hope I would too.

[quote author=dele-paul]double wahala 4 deadie body[/quote]lol

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saintbeejay: zainab! Datz nt d best option

you think?

spice gal: Nyc story,am enjoying it

#bless.

Vivy Gift: Damn! Zainab dats so so fast... Well done chistar

broken heart + alcohol can make people do funny things

Leebliss13: Yez yez y0'l..ah g0 by duh name *l00k up* ...,
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.0ga chistar....4rm c0mplicated 2 student lyf nd nw 2 dz 1...ah luv dem al....kip t up!
*g0es 2 a near by cafe,& buys al0m0 nd t0mt0m*

buy one bottle of alomo 4 me oh , I need the inspiration.
#Bless.

Smhart1: It is well

even in the well .

shaks97: chei Clement is a bad G dayum

lol, no time.[quote author=Eni~girl]Walai na tudae i kn sae u wicked. Plz update vhiz nyt...biko.[/quote]lol, even if I'll update tonite, it wud be on ma blog

Yettocome: Michael. If I catch you eh? You go see something... Well done again... No dey fear o na play I dey play o....

lol... Confirmed nigga!

Bulcqlay: if u dnt update nw..d next tin u we see is my lawyer requestin u to sign me out of 4llowing u

posted sir. You can chk out my blog for mor often posts.

Sorry for todays late update guys, busy sunday. Here it is anyway, trust me, you won't see what hit you!!!.

EPISODE 3.

Many social scientists all over the world have stated and proven that distance makes the heart grow fonder but if Zainab was used as a case study, that theory wouldn't have been correct.
Its been over three days since Jummy made the call to her lawyer who in turn delivered the divorce papers to Richard but she hadn't gotten any response from Richard, and this only made Zainab hate Richard the more, she had almost cried out all the tears in her tears gland but after waking up that morning, she didn't feel the urge to cry anymore, after all, it wasn't worth it, or so she thought.

As she paced round the house deep in thoughts, she finally paused at the front of the thirty two inches plasma LCD TV set which hung on the wall and thought out loud;
"So that FOOL doesn't even want to attempt to settle this shey?" She thought, emphasizing on the "fool", "He thinks I'll be the one to beg him or what? In fact its over between us, and the funny thing is I was willing to take him back if he had come earlier to beg oh..." She added and then quickly walked to her room as if she was being chased or something like that.

She checked if her credit card was in her hand bag before lifting it on to her shoulder, and on her way out of the house, she picked up the car keys that were on the dining table and "out" she went.

Thirty minutes later, Zainab parked her Honda Accord in the parking lot of "Spot One". Spot One wasn't as famous as other relaxation/ good time places in Festac, but if you had money to spend and you wanted to buy the best relaxation money could afford, then it is the place you need to be.

The way she walked into the building and navigated to a seat close to the swimming pool with much confidence only showed that Zainab had been there before and was probably a regular, as she sat, a waiter came to her table almost immediately and asked for her order, Zainab was in the mood to let go of all the troubles in her life so she simply replied;
"Get me anything that would make me forget my way home"

The waiter smiled at this funny request and replied;
"Give me a minute, I know what you need"

While she waited, she picked up her phone and dialed a number;
"Hello" she said.

"Ah! Bestie of life! Ki lo shele na (what's happening)" the recipient replied.

"Wait oh, Jumoke! why are you so razz? can't you speak plain english for once? Must you speak gibberish always?" Zainab asked knowing fully well what Jumoke response would be like.

"Eh? Ta lon soro (who is speaking?)!" Jummy replied just to confirm who she was speaking to first.

"Are you blind? Can't you see the name of the caller on your phone screen? Or are you still using that your blind phone? I've told you to get yourself a new phone, haven't I?"

"Make I no talk wetin they my mind, because if I talk am, you fit run come kill me for my house. Anyway, wetin they happen na?" Jummy replied in an attempt to change the topic.

"Err.. Where are you at the moment now?"

"I they house"

"No work today?"

"Today na democracy day na, abi them no teach you for primary school say no work on public holidays?"

Zainab was tired of speaking plain english to her friend who wasn't even attempting to switch her pigin, so she responded;
"Okay, good. I dey spot one now, you fit come jamb me for there?"

"Ah!!! Zainab is flexing sha, e be like say money don land, owo lon soro!!!" Jummy tried to flatter Zainab, and as Zainab never let flattery to get to her, she simply replied;

"Shey you they come or not?"

"Na question be that? I don they road already na, abi you no trust me?"

Zainab just laughed and hung up.

Just like clock work, as Zainab ended the call the waiter arrived at her table approximately a minute later, he dropped a drink which was in a transparent bottle and had no label on it, he placed it on her table and before he left, he said;
"Don't drink too much if you don't want to have a permanent loss of memory"

Zainab smiled and replied;
"Perfect!".

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Richard cleared the hotel room where he had been living in for the past one week of all his personal belonging and walked down to the reception, he dropped the room key and signed out.

"Thank you for booking and staying at the Wheatbaker hotel, hope you enjoyed your stay sir?" the silly receptionist asked, she was feeling quite uneasy with herself because of Richard's presence, he was famous, well built, cute and rich, what else could a lady want from a guy?

Richard, who had been lost in the thought of how he would go home and face Zainab Wrath was offended by the question and needed someone or something to blame for the mishaps that were going on in his life, so he replied;
"On the contrary, my stay was horrible, you guys internet sucks! Your water is contaminated and almost gave me skin infections, you customer service is nothing to write home about, you guys should be lucky am not even suing you!"

At this point, the receptionist was regretting why she asked if he enjoyed his stay, if she had known, she should have just told him "bye bye", she also wondered what he meant by "sue", what crime have the hotel committed? She asked herself as Richard kept on screaming unnecessarily at her.

As soon as Richard was done lamenting and nothing else to say, he hissed and walked out of the hotel pissed at himself and everything around him.

A fellow female employee who had been hiding and observing as how Richard bombarded the receptionist with all sort of lamentations came out of her hiding and bursted out in laughter, teasing the receptionist who had already calmed down and joined the employee in laughing;
"No mind the foolish man jhur, hin they find person to vex for because hin wife don divorce am" the other employee added in between laughters.

"So how that one take concern me na? Na why hin they provoke on top my head?" The receptionist added.

"I no blame am, when hin they pursue all those small girls, hin no know abi? Na so all this men they do, them go they..."

Just then, the hotel manager walked into the building and gave them an inquiring look which asked; "do I pay you both to come and gist?", they both got the question and went back to their work posts immediately.

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TIME: 8:23PM.

"Hey, am at the front of spot one now oh, which place are you exactly?" Jummy asked Zainab over the phone.

"Am somewhere close to the swimming pool, just walk towards there, there's no how you can miss me" Zainab replied and hung up.

Few minutes later, Jummy got to the swimming pool area and spotted Zainab at a corner from a distance, Zainab looked rather hot from her point of view, ever since she married Richard, she barely saw Zainab wearing bump shorts and spaghetti tops, but today, Zainab had purposely worn the shortest and tightest bump short she had which gracefully gripped her back side in a way that all guys she passed by as she headed to the "spot one" had to look twice at her. Jummy smiled mischievously as a naughty thought popped into her head.

"Hey girl! What's up na?" Zainab asked as she sighted Jummy.

"Am cool oh, this one you are looking this hot today, hope you won't go home alone tonight oh?" Jummy asked in a joking tone but she actually meant it.

"Go home alone ke? That wouldn't be possible self" Zainab replied, what ever the waiter had served her in that transparent bottle was already kicking in.

"That's my girl! What's this you drinking anyway?"

"This?" Zainab asked pointing at the bottle, "I don't know oh, but its the best drink ever and when I become the president, I'll make sure it becomes the country number one drink" Zainab was obviously drunk and Jummy noticed but she wanted to have a good laugh so she played along.

"President of Jupiter, right?" Jummy asked mischievously.

"Yes, Jupiter and Pluto" Zainab replied, feeling really good with herself, "don't you want to drink with me?" She added.

"Err.. No oh, I don't want to shorten your ration, I'll order for my own drink"... She then called for a waiter and ordered for a bottle of "Snap".

They had barely drank and gisted for fifteen minute when a dude walked up to them at their table. He was dark, tall, well built and his outfit was simple but nice.

"Hi ladies" he had a baritone singing voice that could sweep any lady of her feet.

"Hello!" They both replied in unison.

"Is this seat taken?" He asked, referring to the seat beside Zainab.

Jummy saw this as an opportunity to make sure her friend doesn't leave the place alone so she replied;
"Taken? Not it isn't oh, sit please".

"Oh, thanks. Am Clement by the way" he replied and stretched his hand to shake Jummy and then he took Zainab's hand and kissed the back of it romantically. Even in her drunk state, Zainab was impressed. Funny how a simple romantic gesture can open many doors.

"Am Jumoke and my friend's name is Zainab" Jummy replied, even though she wasn't asked.

"Two nice names for to beautiful ladies" he replied and both ladies smiled.

A short silence followed suite and Jummy figured maybe it was due to her presence so she decided to take her leave;
"Errr.. I need to be on my way now, I've got somewhere I need to be before mid night" she lied.

"Midnight ke? Are you now a witch?" Zainab asked, one can't tell if she was joking or serious.

"Bye. Take good care of my friend for me oh" Jummy simply replied and walked out of the place.

As soon as she got out, she brought out her phone and sent a ping to Zainab;
"Better don't screw this up, you'll give me full gist tomorrow morning. Adios mammi."

"Trust me na, I've got it all covered" Zainab replied and added wink smiley.

How Clement did it is quite surprising but all that is important is that he and Zainab were in his car about thirty minutes later, heading to Zainab's house.

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As he headed home, Richard stopped by a flower shop, he knew Zainab loved flowers, daffodils in particular, he didn't know why she loved them but didn't care as long as they made her happy.

So he bought a bouquet of daffodil flowers and head straight home in high anticipation, hoping she would forgive him.

As he got closer to the house, he intentionally parked outside so as to surprise Zainab, he sneaked into the house smiling with the thoughts of how Zainab would be so glad to see him, he searched the sitting room for her but she wasn't there, he walked to the kitchen and she wasn't there too, so he knew she would definitely be in the bed room.

As he walked closer to the room, he started hearing funny noise but just assumed he was hearing double, as he got to the room, he did the sign of the cross and said a silent prayer hoping she would take him back.

He held the door handle and twisted it, the door swung open and he saw it, Zainab was bent on her kneels with her hands on the floor, at her back was a man pumping in and out of her, sweating a little too much.

"Zainab!" He called out her name.

TO BE CONTINUED.

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