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Shugamania:

U're heading for another ban

Nairaland commandment No 20 : Thou shall treat the mods with respect.

let him show the way...if Mynd can lead, we will follow...right Larry?

Dude you can use words....only if you were not soooo...its okay. Keep it coming

BukkyDan: Ki ni gbogbo rubbish yi ke? Se won sekpe fun malika ni?
Dis gal needs deliverance o!
Ha! It's likes she's having a problem upstairs. #my vex is very annoyed#

hey sis HBG, this is not the best point to stop o, add something fun mi o#frowns#

anyway, I still appreciate, great job you've got big sis.

pls explain the bolded first

[quote author=Foxy_Vista]Time y'all hear my story. A story of my journey through Nairaland, how time and time again I was banned for standing by my own ethics. How they say I break the law with reckless abandon yet there is nothing justifiable in them banning me.

This is me... Foxy...

And I am not a law breaker.

Stay tuned as I take you through my journey of selfless service

I promise it is going to be a smooth ride.[/quote]I warned you o

Rap maestro: ok.
BTW, Mynd, if i get banned by dat pyguru or wateva again, I might have to open a new moniker

lauging in Igbo

princesa: HBG come and update oh
i want a feel of south africa

lol....you should visit sometime

Eneze1: HBG nice story line love this, following following following

Thanks Eze....hope I don't dissappoint thee

duchess3: Patiently waiting 4 d completion of dis story...humbledbygrace..where art thou?

my apologies ma'am

Winter lies too long in country towns; hangs on until it is stale and shabby, old and sullen.

The scene of human life was spread out shrunken and pinched, frozen down to the bare stalk. Malaika felt cold inside and outside, the heater was on and had a hot water bottle placed on her belly but she still felt cold.

Maybe it was because she longed to cuddle with someone, she needed a warm masculine arms wrapped around her....walking would be impossible but she could try.

Femi needed to be there for her, he was the cause of the pain after all, the least he could do was to be with her.

She got up, took a quick shower and put on her Nike track suit, leaving her face natural. She wasn't going to Femi's flat to lure him into taking her back, she just needed his company.

Walking from Sunnyside to Arcadia at night was huge risk for anyone, the place wasn't safe at all, especially at the small crossing near SunnyPark Mall and SAPS, it didn't have the aura of the security it should have, considering it was next to a police station. She had heard of homeless people who slept at the park, most of them were foreigners who had come to South Africa looking for greener pastures, when things flopped for them they live in the streets as there was no means of going back home.

She felt pity for such and had always given them some coins but she wasn't so sure how they would react when they say a female walking alone at night.

“Gotcha!” A husky male voice startled Malaika, she turned around and found a tall, well dressed gentleman smiling down at her. Status scent all over the place, he looked like a kind of a guy who just stepped out of a Lamborghini even though there was no car around them.

“Mhm...you...hi, ” the best thing to do when your afraid is not to show it as it would give the opponent a go ahead to do as he likes with you.

“I scared you right? I saw you walking all alone. Was having a cup of coffee at MacDonald.” He said still smiling “you know its dangerous out here right?”

Malaika remained mute. She was in pain and cold. The guy kept talking until they reached Malaika's destination, the guy opened the gate and let her in as she had no tag.

“This is where I live, which floor are you going to?” He asked as they climbed the stairs.

“fifth floor, room six.” Malaika informed him, trying to catch her breath. He stopped too, “I live in room six on the same floor, how come I don't know you?”

“I don't know you either, I am Femi's girlfriend.” The guy laughed at first, but frowned as he realized that Malaika wasn't joking.

“Girl, let me take you back to wherever you come from. I don't want to see drama, I am tired and would be at peace if you turn here and go home.” He said still frowning.

“Why? I need to see Femi,” she protested.

“Femi is not around, he went out and he will probably be back after midnight, that's if he comes back.” He lied.

“Well, I will wait for him.” She walked to the door and knocked, a voluptuous lady opened the door, she frowned when she saw Malaika but relaxed as Femi's roommate entered following Malaika.

The lady looked at Malaika and nodded at Femi's roommate. “So the holy Ademola has brought his girlfriend?” She chuckled closing the door behind her. “No, I came to see....” Malaika tried to explain herself but Ademola cut in; “My girlfriend is trying to say she came to see my place. She hasn't been here since I moved in.” He smiled, putting his arm on Malaika's shoulder, who shrugged it off and slumped on the couch in the living room.

“Well you guys will have to excuse me, I have to go to bed, it was nice meeting you....”

“Malaika,” she informed her

“Oh, it was nice meeting you Malaika, I am Ntando by the way.”

“Like wise.”

The voluptuous lady headed for Femi's bedroom. Malaika looked at Ademola whom had been silent throughout the ladies pleasantries. “What is going on?” Malaika asked still on the couch, hands in her pockets.

“This is not my place to say so...I think its best I take you home girl,” Ademola said sympathetically. Malaika could sense that something was wrong, the guy was just trying to protect his friend. “I think you should have called before you came, because now is not a good time.” Ademola added..

Malaika's stomach turned, she felt sick and dizzy. She had forgotten her medication at home. “Are you okay? Do you need to lay down? You look pale. I don't think you are in a position to walk now.” Just then Femi entered the house humming to a song that could be heard through his headsets. He greeted his roommate without noticing Malaika. She called his name and he stopped, turned around and starred at her. She got up, still feeling fuzzy and hugged him, he didn't return the hug but pushed her away from him. Ademola went out and left them to solve their problems.

“What are you doing here?” Femi asked looking disgusted at her. Malaika, started crying, how on earth would he ask her that? After everything?

“I came to see you, I couldn't spend the night alone, I have...I did...” She said through tears

“Whatever you did, you look terrible.” He thundered and called out to Ntando with a calmer voice. “baby, this is the girl I told you about, I don't know what she wants but she needs to rest.”

Ntando frowned “you mean she is going to sleep with us?” Femi nodded, “Hell to the N.O! Call a cab for her, or something. Or she can sleep with Ade, they are friends after all.”

“Baby, listen, can we talk this over in the bedroom?” Femi let Ntando to his bedroom and slammed the door behind him.

Malaika walked back to the couch tears streaming down her cheeks. She had after all got herself into this mess. The two lovebirds had left her on the couch without even giving her a towel to cover herself. After what seemed like forever Femi came to her and let her to his bed where his new girlfriend separated them. Malaika had no other choice but to listen to their petty pillow talk and kissing.

She thought the girl was stupid, if Femi could treat his ex like a doormat what will become of her if she falls pregnant? Femi was no keeper after all. When she was sure they were asleep she crept out of bed and headed to the living room where Ademola was lying on the couch watchin tv.

“Hi,” Malaika greeted him, taking a seat next to him. He nodded; “Hi,”

It was an awkward moment for both of them, “I am sorry.” Ademola said, switching off the television. He got up, headed for his room and came back with a blanket, he handed it to Malaika. She thanked him and offered the other half to him. “Thank you, your too kind, ” she battled with tears but ended up swallowing her pride. “I should have listened to you.”

“Ntando, is a very nice lady, its unfortunate you guys met under this circumstances....” He searched Malaika's expression but nothing was there. She looked out of place, like she was in some other planet. “I have known her for three years, she has stood by Femi through thick and thin. Her family knows Femi and so does his. Femi's sisters flew from Nigeria from time to time to visit Ntando and her family. Remember Femi lost his sister recently? ” Malaika nodded, arms wrapped on her legs and head resting on her knees. “Ntando flew with him to Nigeria for his sister's burial.”

“But you or Ntando were not here when Femi and I were dating, I only met Phil.” She asked

“Phil is a friend of ours, I was doing an internship in Limpopo so I asked him to stay here as I didn't want to rent it to a stranger, as for Ntando she was out of a country, doing a three months course.”

“Oh, I see. Is Ntando a South African?”

“Yea, her mother is zulu and her father is a yoruba from Cameroon, so that makes her half breed.”

Malaika said nothing after that, she understood very well what Ife meant the first day they met about her parents; Nigerian tribes marry within their tribe. She and Femi were history, he was inlove with Ntando, she was yoruba after all.

Ademola excused himself and went to bed, leaving Malaika, counting the tiles on the floor, always getting different figures after each session. She kept counting them until nature took its cause and she drifted to sleep.

“I am so sorry, Malaika, this is my uncle Moeketsi, but his friends calls him Mike, but I call him Keke.” Dineo introduced the two whom were lost in their own thoughts as soon as they stepped out of the clinic. Malaika, looked down embarrassed, waiting for Mike's reaction.

“We have met before.” Mike said as he walked away from the girls towards the parking lot, giving Dineo a look that said he was in a hurry.

Dineo waved a sad goodbye to Malaika still bewildered about her uncle's change in facial expression; the kind looking face had turned into a mean looking face.

“Keke, what was that all about?” Dineo asked as soon as they drove off from the clinic. Mike didn't even look at his Niece he gave her a short reply that meant no more questions.

“The reason your in this position is because you like meddling into elders business, your fifteen act like it!”.

Dineo shrunked back in her seat and minded her business. Whatever her uncle and Malaika shared was big, she decided that she would call Malaika later and ask her.

Mike was disappointed in Malaika, she had seemed to be different from the other three the night they were together. She had seemed to be cautious about everything, why would she be so stupid to end up having an abortion? The girl whom had talked about how strict her mother was and had never dated anyone back home?

Did South Africa change these girls thinking towards life? He glared at his niece; she was a perfect example of how girls without good parenting ends up. Pregnant at an early age and by the time they reach their 20's they would have three to four children from different fathers; the kind of children known as Mixed vegetables .

“Keke...” Dineo said as she got out of the car, it was already dark when they arrived home. Mike carried her inside tickling her and put her down on a couch in their living room. He had a bachelor's pad; a masters bedroom with a huge closet to fit ten people standing, and a bathroom. Upstairs was his office and another bedroom and a bathroom between the two. Near his bedroom downstairs was the living room and a well furnished kitchen.

He left her to rest on the couch as he put the kettle on. “Are you ok there? Should I get you a blanket?” He asked looking tenderly at her niece; her innocent looking face jogged his memory about the past. Dineo looked so much like her mother, his twin sister.

“Stop fusing over me, I am fine.” She let out a stifled laugh and went on; “I just feel sorry for Malaika, she is all alone and her roommates won't be back till next week.”

Mike came to sit next to her, handing her a cup of steamy milo. They sipped their drinks in silence for some time, Mike finished his first and placed his mug on the coffee table.

“Look baby, I know Malaika and her crew. I thought she wasn't as lose as her friends but she proved me wrong.” He turned and their eyes locked. “I don't want you associating with her type okay?” This time Dineo shook her head, she disagreed with her uncle.

“She just wanted to fit in Keke, she has learned her lesson.”

“She wanted to fit in by sleeping around? Your cases are different! She is twenty one and should be deemed responsible.”

“And you?” Dineo got up from the couch too angry to care about her words. “Your 27 and have a baby and its mother with all her drama! If your man enough why don't you marry her and set an example for me?”

Mike too was enraged. What the hell was this brat thinking? Talking to him like that? “Like mother like daughter, your just walking in her footsteps. Cheeky and a loose tongue, its a pity she died to save you. ”

Dineo let out a sarcastic laugh and got up, pausing at her bedroom door, she shouted; “you know an apple doesn't fall far away from the tree...and you can certainly choose your friends but not your family!” She slammed the door hard enough for Mike to hear.

He hated fighting with her but it looked like that's all they do lately. He had too much on his plate to deal with her outbursts, he couldn't wait for her to go back to school. They understand each other better when they are apart...History was indeed repeating itself. He used to have this kind of fights with Mahlohonolo; Dineo's mother but he loved her to bits.

[quote author=Larry-Sun]HBG, why did you forget the tale na? For how long do you remember your passwords?[/quote]I don't forget my passwords

I hv forgotten coz I got lost wen I read about the lesbian and wat happened between the oga at the top and the super model.

Its censored for me

Why not stick to clean romance

[quote author=Larry-Sun]Nah, if I were to meet you for the first time, I wouldn't want it to be in a courtroom. I have a better idea; let's meet in a guest house, then we'll drag each other to court from there.[/quote]should I bring Mynd along?

[quote author=Larry-Sun]No temper is unique; every temper is disgusting...likewise mine.[/quote]great, then let's not call the pot/kettle black then

[quote author=Larry-Sun]Who are the 'we'? Someone tell me NL admin didn't give my personal personal info to HBG. I'm going to sue someone here![/quote]do you have a lawyer? If yes then we shall meet in court

[quote author=Larry-Sun]I hope to learn some other new words from the South. It'll be quite unethical for us not to know your language when you know some of ours. What I hope not to learn, though, is your temper.[/quote]its unique....deal with it

[quote author=Larry-Sun]Check history, chemistry, whatever...all I know is that I wasn't able to log in.[/quote]we checked and u were not banned Larry! You can't just leave like that without an explanation.

[quote author=Larry-Sun]Did I? Things have really changed during my absence; HBG has turned a mod too...nxa.[/quote] mod nko?

M glad you know how to say NXA! Just don't let southies catch u sayin it

Shugamania: Hhhmmm..
Tell me pls...


@howdy Larrryyy..
Been looking evrywhere for u.

its mtcheew

[quote author=Larry-Sun]Guy, you no try at all o! Who banned me?[/quote]you banned yourself....