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Idemudia went out of the drinking hut through a back door. There were adjacent rooms just outside. From the noises coming from within the first one, he could tell there was someone there. Shoulders squared, Idemudia went closer to the room. He was about to knock when he noticed that the door was slightly open. He gently held the worn out door knob and pushed the wooden door inwards.
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Ohis had forgotten what he was meant to do. Was he supposed to wait for sometime, then go round the back and cause a distraction? Something like that. Idemudia hadn't told him what distraction he was supposed to create. Well, he would just go around and see what happens. As Ohis made his move, Bingo growled.
"Bingo!" Ohis was not in the mood for dog play. "No shout follow me o." He raised a warning finger and waved it across Bingo's face. But the dog stood firm and growled again. This time a little louder. Ohis stood still for a second, trying to understand what had come over the dog. Bingo had seen his former owner; a lanky tobacco crazy hunter who couldn't stop drinking. After calculating the odds, the dog ran after the man. It figured today would be a good day to bite a huge chunk out of the old man's shrunken heels as payback for all the abuse it endured under him. Ohis didn't know what he was supposed to do now. Abandoning his brother's mission, he ran after Bingo, determined to cure it of its sudden illness.
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Idemudia stood transfixed. His Dad seemed to be struggling with Ini Paepae inside the room. They didn't seem to have any clothes on. The sight before him didn't make any sense.
"Papa!" Idemudia screamed.
Ini Paepae jumped off the bed in a hurry. The look on her face was enough to convince Idemudia what kind of struggle he had just witnessed. He didn't wait to have the talk he had practised all evening. He couldn't wait to ask his Dad what he was doing in here with Ini Paepae. He cursed himself for coming here. He should have remained at home. As he walked away, someone's scream rose above the din . Then he heard a dog barking. Bingo! Idemudia ran into the drinking shed...
To be continued
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Idemudia
Chapter Eight
Idemudia had his plan well thought out. He had even made sure Ohis rehearsed his part very well. He didn't want any mistakes. As they matched towards Ini Paepae's house that evening, the boy somehow convinced himself he was fighting a just cause. He couldn't bear to see Ine shed another tear over Papa's irresponsibility. He needed to do something about it. Since he could not convince his dad to stop going to Ini Paepae's, he would make sure he found a way to convince the source of the drinking instead. He would talk to Ini Paepae himself. He would threaten her if need be. The plan seemed stupid, but he was determined to give it a shot. He knew it wasn't Ini Paepae's fault that his dad was an alcoholic. But if Ini Paepae refused to sell Kain Kain to his dad, maybe the man would reconsider. Maybe he would just find another joint instead. Idemudia hoped not.
"Erm... Broda..." Ohis whispered behind Idemudia.
"Wetin?" Idemudia was irritated that his thoughts were being interrupted.
"Dis wan wey Bingo just dey run follow us, which wan be the dog own inside na?"
"Ohis, you no fit serious for once? Ehn? Which kain question be dat?"
"Sorry, no vex." Ohis apologised. He didn't like his elder brother's idea one bit. He didn't know why they had to come out to Ini Paepae's house in the first place. He couldn't even understand what Idemudia wanted him to do. He only pretended to understand. What was his business if Papa couldn't stop drinking Ini Paepae's Kain Kain?
"Ohis!" Idemudia's voice broke into the younger boy's train of thoughts.
"Broda."
"Focus! You no see say we don almost reach dia?"
Ohis looked ahead. How was he supposed to focus again? He could see Ini Paepae's hut in the distance. The evening chill raised up his buttonless shirt. His legs got heavy. He really wanted to return home. He was sure there'd be many Isikun flying around tonight. He needed to be at home to catch the termites. His elder brother was trying to make him grow up too fast. He didn't like it.
Idemudia left Ohis and Bingo outside, and went into the large drinking hut. The place was heavy with smoke; from regular cigarettes to Igbo. Tears instinctively rushed to his eyes. Idemudia waited till his sight adjusted to the semi darkness. There were people all over the place. He saw a couple of the girls that helped Ini Paepae run the place rushing from table to table, perspiration dropping from their frail bodies. But he couldn't see the woman anywhere. An old speaker blared some insane music into the air, raising an incomprehensible din. It was a madhouse. For a second Idemudia reconsidered his plans. Maybe it was better to abort the mission now that he still could. What if he ran into Fryo or any of his thugs here? This seemed like the kind of place to find them.
Idemudia shrugged off his hesitation. He was here already, and he intended to talk with the woman. He continued to look around.