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Harry, is the diary really true or just...... ?

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I walked toward my front door as it's bell rang for the second time. Without any doubt I knew my visitor was nobody but my friend Jide who I had been expecting. When the door was opened, there he was. ''What kept you so long?"

"Sorry," he apologized as he walked in."It was that babe that tied me down o."

I stared at him thoughtfully. "Which babe?"

"That babe we met last week at Shoprite."

"The pastor's daughter?"

"Yes," he said. "I was minding my business at home this afternoon o, when I saw her call, and she informed me about her coming, and before I knew it, she was at my door step."

"Really? She came to invite you for church service?"

"Church watin?" Jide laughed. "She almost killed me."

"Oti o. You enter?"

"Harry, na the babe enter me, live and direct."

my eyes widened. "You don't mean it." I started laughing so loud.

"Omo she shop bana like say tomorrow nuh dey." Jide said with a laugh.

"So a pastor's daughter sabi eat bana so well." I laughed

I was the first person to noticed the pastor's daughter when Jide escorted me to Shoprite to get some stuffs. 'Hey man, check this out,' I told Jide. 'Every man's dream.'

Jide quickly walked toward her. At first, she ignored Jide completely until he found a way to make her laugh. I don't know what he said to her, but the jokes he played worked for him. That was how Jide succeeded in having her phone number, and she later introduced herself as a pastor's daughter.

"So with all her shakara and her innocenty face, she shop bana?"

Jide laughed till I remembered we had a party to attend. "We're late for Chioma's party. Let's start going,'' I said .

''Okay. Let's take my car.''

I almost agreed when I remembered Jide could be funny at times, especially when it comes to a party like this, where there would be a lot of beautiful ladies. "No." I said. "You take your car, I take mine. I don't want what happened the last time to happen again.'' I said.

"Hey, I thought I apologised." He said.

"I know but let's do it my own way."

The last time we went to a night club in Jide's car, I almost got killed when a fight broke out between some cult members around 2am. I got outside to discovered Jide had left the night club without telling me. I quickly hide myself in save place, and called him on phone. You won't believe the goat was in a hotel room with a woman.

We arrived at the party about 30 minutes later. It was a get together party, organised in a beautiful garden by one of my colleagues at work, who made it a must for me to attend.

"Mr Harry?"

I turned toward the voice and saw my colleague, chioma, walking towards me. "You're welcome," she offered a hand shake and do the same to Jide, before leading us to an empty table and ordered us to be saved.

The heavy sound playing out from the big speaker closer to us was making it difficult for me to hear what Jide was saying. "What?" I asked.

"Over there,'' he nodded toward the direction.

I turned my head to see a beautiful young lady, sitting alone. "Wow!" I said. I had never seen a lady so pretty like her. I waved my hand to catch her attention. She smiled and pulled her face away.

"Me..n,'' I said to Jide. "This is a rose I dont mind plucking."

Jide leaned his head forward. "Go for it man, nuh f**kup."

I pulled myself up and walks toward her. "Hi." I sent her a smile.

"Hi." She smiled back.

Without her permission, I sat at her table. "I'm Harry."

She stared at me for few seconds. "Good to meet you Harry," her voice was like a sweet melody playing out from a stereo. "I'm Sandra."

"Your name is as pretty as you are."

Her smile started from one corner of her mouth. "Thanks."

She was truly beautiful. The word beauty was invented for this lady. "Are you alone?" I asked.

"Yes." She nodded.

"You look quite different from other people invited to this party." I said, admiring her beauty.

"That's because I wasn't invited."

"Really? You must be one of the organisers, I suspect."

"No." She said softly. "I'm here for business."

Business? Oh! My mind skipped. "Really? What business do you do?" I asked politely.

She smiled. "Not what you think, I'm a photographer." She said proudly.

"Really? That's beautiful. And why have you not stated working? I mean I would love to take a snap." I ended with a wink.

She brushed a hair off her forehead and smiled. "My camera developed a fault some minutes ago, and," She shook her slowly. "it made me sad."

"I'm sorry about that."

"It's okay."

We talked for a very long moment. She was really an interesting person to be with. She announced her leave after checking her wrist watch.

"I thought you would stay for the party." I said. "It's late."

"I know." She smiled. "I live nearby."

"Okay, can I drop you at home in my car?"

She stared at me thoughtfully for few seconds. "No, thanks. Don't stress yourself."

"Why? No stress." I got to my feet. "Shall we?"

She nodded with a smile and got up from her seat. I tried looking out for Jide as we were waking towards my car, but I didn't see his break light.

Lola and I left the party around 10pm. It took me about 30 minutes before getting to her apartment. She lived in a very big duplex. "You stays alone?" I asked as I pulled the car to a stop.

She smiled. "Yes. Do you want to come in?"

Come in? I couldn't believe it. I quickly agreed. "Yes. If you don't mind."

She smile. "I don't mind."

I left my car outside the house and followed her into the beautiful apartment. My eyes were wide opened as she lead me into her sitting room. “Wow! This is Heaven.” I stood mouth agape, taking in every detail of the beautiful room.

She turned with her gaze fixed on mine. Her red lips were crying out to be kissed. "Thanks."

I smiled and pulled her into my arms. "Everything about you is beatifull." I said, and whispered a kiss across the sensitive flesh of her neck. Her breath caught. My lips meet hers, and for the briefest moment my kiss was tenuous, searching.

Her hands rested on my chest. My kiss deepened. At once all restraint shattered. She strained toward me. I pulled her tighter and we sank to our kneels. She fumbled at my clothes and I swiftly removed hers. Within moment our clothes were scattered about on the floor. She stared up into my eyes, and pulled me lower. With a slow ease, I possessed her body.

*****

I woke up feeling pains all over me. My eyes were too heavy to open. I tried to position myself well, but the coldness I felt forced me to snapped my eyes opened. What I saw doesn't make sense, I'm still dreaming, I thought, and closed my eyes, I need to wakeup right now. I opened my eyes again, still the same scene.

"JESUS!" I screamed, and jumped up at once. I couldn't believe my eyes. "Je..sus." I turned around.

The whole place was dark and quiet. I was consumed with fear. I was naked. My cloths were on the ground. I stared at the place I woke up from, I shivered as I realised it was on top of a grave, I was inside a cemetery.

"Jesu!" I quickly picked up my cloths from the ground and my car keys, and ran as fast as I could.

I met my car at the gate of the cemetery. Quickly I got into the car, and zoomed off.

After that night, I fell seriously sick for two months.

mommaJ:
Good day Nairalanders.
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germaphobe:
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jenifer007:
Thank you for the update. God bless you

Thank you dear... God bless you too.

Ajoke folded her hands over her chest pacing her sitting room. She stared at the wall clock for the fifth time, and let out a long breath. Daniel had promised to spend the weekend in her apartment, but there she was, alone, feeling disappointed.

She stared at the wall clock again, it was few minutes pass 2pm. Daniel had promised to show up in the morning, but he had failed to keep his promise. It made Ajoke a bit angry, wondering if he would show up because Daniel had not been good to his promises lately. She had not set her eyes on Daniel for two weeks since she returned from the shrine of the herbalist. But she knew better, he would come, if not today, he would surely find his way here to satisfy to his lust. And that will be the beginning of his dawn fall.

Ajoke went down slowly into the chair and leaned her head back with her gaze fixed on the ceiling. The ringing phone on the small table beside. her brought her back to reality. She stared at the small screen that displayed Daniel's number. She let it rang for few seconds before she picked.

"Hello?"

"Sweetie, where are you?" Daniel voice came from the other end.

"Where do you expect me to be?" Anger bubbled her words. "What's keeping you so long."

"Sorry dear, I'm having some arrangements for us, it will be nice to have you here."

Ajoke was silent for few seconds. She wanted to ague but she knew any quarrel with him would prolong her chances.

"Hello?"

"Where are you?" Ajoke asked.

"I'm in Marryland. Meet me at the fastfood restaurant closer to the bus stop, I will be waiting for you."

"I will be there." Ajoke ended the call and pulled herself up from the chair, then walked into her room.

****

Femi walked along the busy road, lost in his thought, not feeling the hotness of the afternoon sun. The words of the prophet he had just meet filled his mind. He just couldn't help but laugh as the words kept coming back to him. Who is he to save the world? The world didn't need anybody to save it, he thought. The prophet must be fake, and a coward who was only scared of the devil, or maybe he was one of them. Femi shook off the thought as he walked to the bus stop. He decided to have his lunch before taking his next move. He stared around the place looking for a local restaurant, but none was around there, except fastfood restaurant. He walked into one of it, then ordered his meal, and advanced toward a table in a corner away from others.

He pulled a full spoon of rice into his mouth and picked up a glass of water to his lips. He just couldn't concentrate as the thought of his future troubled him. What if anything happened to him? What if he lost his life along the line? Who was going to take care of his child? He decided to hold on to his original plan. He would send his son to his parents just in case. He can't afford to see him suffer.

As hungry as he was, he couldn't eat half of his food. He picked up the glass of water to his lips, and then his phone rang.

"Hello?"

"Femi," his mother's voice sounded from the other end of the cellphone. "How are you my son?"

"Thank God, mama. How is Papa?"

"That's the reason why I'm calling you," his mother said. "Your father is very sick, and he's been demanding to see you."

"Sick? Since when?"

"Going to three weeks now. I've tried all I could but it's getting worse day by day. And what happened? You've not been coming home, and you didn't even call us on phone."

"I'm sorry mama, I'm just thinking of you when your call came in." Femi said. "I will come over to the village by next week."

"Alright, I will say that to your father. We will be expecting you."

Femi wasn't happy about the news. His father was not that old and he can't afford to see him dead, not now. He let out a deep breath and leaned back against the chair, pulled his gaze toward the restaurant TV that displayed the image of a famous musician. Though, Femi's gaze was on the TV but his mind was faraway from reality.

He narrowed his eyes toward a beautiful woman that just walked into the restaurant, and he was consumed with anger. Femi couldn't help but stared at Ajoke as she walked toward a handsome young man who stood up from his table to embrace her. Femi felt like confronting her but he control himself, after all there was nothing between them anymore. Ajoke had made it clear to him at the police station.

He remembered the good old days when he first met Ajoke, and lowered his head in pain. He felt betrayed and heart broken. How could things turned out this way? A woman he loved and cared for when things were good, turned him dawn for another man because he had money. He let the thought out of his mind. This isn't the time, he thought. If he survive the challenges around him, he would deal with Ajoke in the best way that she deserves. But for now, to him, Ajoke is dead.

He stared at his remaining food, then picked the glass of water to his lips and pulled himself up, walking toward the front door of the restaurant. He could not help but stared at Ajoke once again before stepping out, but Ajoke did not notice him.

Femi walked toward the bus stop to meet up with the bus that was almost filled when everything suddenly changed around him.

At first, he couldn't see anything, he was in a total darkness, and Femi was afraid. What is going on? Is he blind? He thought, and fought his way through the darkness, screaming for help but he could hear no sound around him.

Suddenly there came a bright light and Femi widened his eyes in disbelief. How come? He wondered where he was and pulled his gaze around. What is happening? Fear gripped his heart as he saw nobody around the place. Everything around him were made of real gold. Every houses, cars, and even the roads were of real gold.

"Welcome to Paradise, on earth."

Femi turned toward the voice to see a very tall man in black garment, about 13ft tall. "Paradise? I'm I dead?"

"You're very much alive," the man answered.

Femi stared around the place and back to the man. "If this place is paradise, then who are you?"

"All that doesn't matter." The man took a step forward. "What matters is that you're here, and you will have to do as I say. Now take this and pick as much gold as you can till your days here are over." He offered him a big bag.

Femi narrowed eyes. "I was on my way home, and one minute I found myself here. And you believe I will be happy to do that?"

"You have no choice."

"I do." Femi protested.

The man frowned. "Do as I say, and stop being stubborn. It's once in a lifetime opportunity. Do it now before it disappear."

Femi turned around and stared straight forward. There was more than enough gold. Something like a force held him, and before he knew what was happening, he found himself picking the gold into the bag the man gave to him. He forced himself to stop, but the force controlling him was stronger.

"Ah.." A woman among the crowd shook her head in pity. "Who ever has done this to this man will not go unpunished o.."

"Na wah o.."

"This man was okay when he was standing beside me just now o."

"I think we should help him."

The crowd gathered at the bus stop watching Femi as he was misbehaving, picking waste into a polythene bag. Two young boys tried to hold him but Femi ran away before they could lay hands on him.

"Thief! Thief! They want to steal my gold." Femi yelled and ran into a street.

Femi was happily picking any waste he came along, saying things that only him understand.

"Gold, gold, come and see gold o." He jumped into a sticking gutter and sat in it, watching himself with the dirty water flowing through the gutter.

***

"What has kept you so long?" Daniel asked as he sat back in his chair. "I thought you're not going to come."

Ajoke didn't reply, she just stared at him.

"Do you care for anything?" He asked. "I have a surprise for you."

"The only thing I'm interested in is you coming with me to my apartment." Ajoke's voice held no emotion.

Daniel laughed. "Of course I will," Daniel leaned his head forward and adjust is face cap. "Why are you in a hurry? Look I have a surprise for you. Something that has cost me close to a billion naira. It's a gift from my heart, because you deserve the best."

"This doesn't sound like you." Ajoke studied his face.

"Well, sometimes we made mistakes, and when we realize it, the sweetest thing is to set things right." He smiled and lifted a bottle of soft drink to his lips. "And list I forget, how's our baby?"

Ajoke didn't reply. She stared at him for few seconds to read his thought but couldn't. With the way Femi had been acting lately, he was too good to be true. But people change, she thought.

"What is it you want to show me?" She asked.

"You didn't answer my question."

"What?"

"I asked about the health of our baby."

"She's fine."

"She?" Daniel laughed. "Well, I would prefer a baby boy."

Ajoke managed to laugh. "What's it you wanted to show me?"

"Yeah," Femi got to his feet. "As I said, it's a big surprise. Let's go."

Ajoke pulled herself up and walked behind him out of the restaurant toward his car. Daniel opened the door for her to get in before he dose, and drove out of the place.

"Where are you taking me to?" Ajoke asked as Daniel rolled the car onto the main road.

"We're heading to Lekki." Daniel glanced at her and pulled his gaze toward the road ahead.

Ajoke stared out the window and widened her eyes in disbelief. "Stop the car."

"What?"

"I say stop the car."

Daniel quickly pulled the car to stop at the side of the road. "What's it?"

"That man," she said, staring back through the inner mirror.

"Which man?"

"Reverse the car." She ordered.

Daniel stared back and rolled the car backward, then stopped and stared at the man Ajoke had pointed. "What about him? That's a mad man, do you know him?"

Ajoke stared at Femi silently as he was busy picking waste from the ground, wondering what had happened to him. How come? How could he run mad? Many thoughts went through her mind. For that moment, and for the first time, Ajoke felt responsible. She felt guilty, and tears, rolled down her cheeks.