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 Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 11:16am On Apr 12, 2013 |
Goodmorning everyone...it looks like a good friday right? Brethren from Lagos I hope you have made reservations? Don't miss out on a great invitation. @ Muskeeto, may the Lord be with you brother. About the topic @ hand; I am lost |
| Literature › Re: Nairaland Detection Club by HumbledbYGrace(f): 10:57pm On Apr 11, 2013 |
Its hard uploading this days! What's wrong with nl sef? Larry pls tell us wen you are done, I hate reading in between. Hi Sigmund, saw sum1 with that ur name here on nl lol. Hi ya'll |
| Literature › Re: Jewels Of Africa by HumbledbYGrace(op): 10:38pm On Apr 11, 2013 |
princesa: am waiting for update hereenjoy  |
| Literature › Re: Jewels Of Africa by HumbledbYGrace(op): 10:37pm On Apr 11, 2013*. Modified: 8:26pm On Dec 09, 2014 |
⌣»̶·̵̭̌·̵✽̈CHAPTER 3✽̤̈·̵·̵̭̌«̶⌣ “I haven't seen you since you came back Femi, what's going on? ” Malaika said looking up from her laptop. She was checking her mails and had meant to ask Femi if they could hook up later but it seemed he also had planned to surprise her, well the usual. She was still in her night gown when he called telling her that he was at the door, she had told him to let himself in. He opened his arms and Malaika flung herself against his chest. He released her after some time. Retreating to a couch next to her, he asked her to come sit next to him. “I have been busy, nothing is going on. You look beautiful than the first time I laid my eyes on you.” He said looking down at her fondly. Femi always had a way of turning Malaika into an emotional wreck. She was always unsure of herself, and her looks, well ever since she met Ife-Oluwa that is. Femi's complement meant great deal to her. “Thank you Femi, your not bad yourself. ” Experiencing a rush of gratitude that he could make her feel so good about herself. After what seemed like hours of catching up, from the day Femi's sister died to her birthday mini celebration. Malaika felt it was time to tell him. “Femi, ” “Huh? I miss her, I am sorry for being so distant.” His voice was weary and lifeless. He was laying on the couch with his eyes closed. Malaika wasn't so sure then of how to break the news, he had too much on his plate. “I am pregnant!” She blurted it out in her home language. She waited for his reply but he remained silent. “I am scared Femi.” still no answer. Malaika moved closer to him. “Femi? Are you still with me?” She ran her fingertips lightly on his silky eyebrows. “Let's talk this through.” “Leave me alone.” “No.” Anger nipped at her, and she dropped to her knees beside the couch. “We are in this together, I know its my fault. I forgot to take the pill when I got here, but we can't go back now please.” His eyes slid sideways to look at her. “It is over.” “No, it isn't . Its not over, you love me and I love you. ” She tried to smile, but it didn't feel right. “Come on,” she urged, burying her head on his laps. “This isn't like you. You were supposed to be in control and...” “No!” His voice rang out as he jerked up to a sitting position and glared at her. “Read my lips. Its over! I will give you money for the abortion...” “Over my dead body!” Malaika gripped his knees and leaned into him until her face was inches from his. “I can't have an abortion, God would never forgive me. ” Femi chuckled, “Your such a hypocrite Malaika, where was God when you gave yourself willingly to me? Do us both a favor and get rid of that thing before you lose your precious scholarship. ” She stared at his cute face and wanted to slap it. “If I have an abortion, will we still be together?” Femi shrugged off the questions and cradled his head in his hands as he propped his elbows on his bend knees. “I should have made sure you took those pills, now your tricking me into this! ” “Me? Tricked you? Femi that's absurd...I..” She clumped her lips before saying something she would regret later. He glared at her, his eyes stormy and swimming with defeat. “Your optimism is turning my stomach.” “Femi...” She slipped an arm across his wide shoulders. “I betrayed your trust, I know but to err is human baby, to for....” He shot up from the couch and grabbed his sweater. “I have to go.” “Where are you going? ” “I need fresh air, this place is stuffy, especially with you in it. ” He stuck his arms into the sleeves and headed for the door. “Don't bother calling me, text me your account number and I will send you the money, that's if you need it rich girl. ” “Femi, can we at least talk?” “Nothing to talk about.” He opened the door and was gone. Malaika fell on the couch and wept. Femi was just too upset and still mourning his sister's death. He couldn't make any rational decisions, he still loved her, because she still loved him too, she thought. She decided on having the abortion but first she needed to talk to her father. Her father picked the call after the third ring. “Angie...” Her father sounded happy to hear her voice. Where would she start? “Are you well my daughter? ” Father and his formalities... his voice consoled her in a way. “I am well father, how are you? ” She hardly ask about her mother whenever she called her father. She knew he would tell her that her daughter sends her greetings. Even when she didn't, he was a bridge between two women who loved each other deeply but were in conflict because of culture and religion. “We are still breathing my child, His grace has kept us till today. We were just sad that you couldn't come home.” “School work father.” She needed to get to the point before her father start talking about politics and economy and if she was still going to church. “Father, if there was something you did, and it brought bitter results, you feel ashamed and want to get rid of it though getting rid of it has bitter consequences. If you keep it, you might lose out in life, what would you do? ” Her father pondered on her question before replying. “I always tell you to pray first, then look at the situation. Will solution A be long term? will you benefit from it? Is it negative or positive? You can do that with solution B too. ” She thanked her father, promised to call again soon and ended the call. She knew what to do. |
| Literature › Re: Jewels Of Africa by HumbledbYGrace(op): 10:33pm On Apr 11, 2013*. Modified: 7:56pm On Dec 09, 2014 |
******** The rain had just stopped, it has been raining the whole day and the girls were not sure if it was a good idea to go out and celebrate Malaika's birthday. She was officially twenty one! How long had she been waiting for this day? Ts'oarelo; her house mate from Lesotho had told her that at twenty one she was free to do whatever she wanted to do. “That means we can go out and party ladies?” She asked. The girls were snuggled and curled up on Malaika's bed as a flick chick movie played on her laptop. Ife scratched her head before replying Malaika. “That could be arranged,” she said winking at the other girls. “Mike will take us out. ” She didn't wait for their replies but grabbed her phone and called him. She told Mike that Malaika needed to go out and they had no transport. Ife had told Malaika that she didn't like Mike, but because he was the next best thing, she tolerated him, she would give him away, any day if someone better shows up. Her other excuse was that he was married, which Malaika doubted. After what seemed like forever, the girls were ready to rock the night away. They had learned to tolerate each other and lived peacefully. The Southern girls were not as bad as the West and East girls thought they were. Malaika had realized that both Southern girls languages were actually the same, just a slight difference here and there. That's why they were laughing at a certain joke the first time Malaika had seen them. “Angie,” Botshelo, her flat mate from Botswana called her from the living room. “Your phone!” She shouted. “Who is calling?” “Femi!” “poo! I have forgotten to call him back, I'll be there in a jiffy.” She hurried to pick her phone before she missed the call. She didn't want to upset Femi on her birthday and during that trying time in his life. “Miss Evans at your beck and call, how may I help you?” She joked. “Hi, was just checking on you.” He said with a heavy voice. Femi had lost his older sister in the Dana crash the past week and had to fly home to be with family until his sister was buried. Malaika had never lost someone dear in her life, she didn't know how it felt and she couldn't imagine what her boyfriend was going through. “How is everything?” That came out wrong. “I meant, how is your mom holding up? It can't be easy on your sisters either hey?” She asked thoughtfully. “Time heals everything Angie, enough about me. Did the girls plan anything for you? Are you guys going out?” He tried to sound cheerful but Malaika could hear the pain through that cheerful voice. She couldn't push it, she had to wait for him to come back. “Well, it rained the whole day, we kinda had no plans but it has stopped now, ” She said casually. “We might go out though, Ife's treat.” He said nothing, maybe he got pissed when she mentioned Ife's name. Femi said Ife was bad influence on her and didn't want to hear her name mentioned at all. “Baby...?” “Sorry about that, look, I have to go, will call you before I sleep alright? Take care of yourself. I don't want stories that hurts.” “Ok, bye and I love you.” “Yea, bye.” He ended the call what the hell? Malaika was baffled. Femi ended their call like that? Did he want to cause trouble or what? Because she knew very well if the tables were turned he would have been furious. “Angie, come on let's go. Mike is waiting downstairs. ” Ife called taking out the keys from the main door, the other two had already left. Mike was talking to the other girls when Malaika and Ife got downstairs. “Your man looks hot tonight girl. ” Malaika's eyes trailed from Mike's head to his shoes. He looked, posh and classy, he was wearing black jeans, black coat, black ankle sneakers and a grey scarf around his neck. The bloke had taste in clothes, well the same went for his girlfriend. Mike didn't act like a married man, nor did his dressing. “Why do you always say Mike is married Ife? ” She asked after exchanging pleasantries with Mike. Ife rolled her eyes. “Oya ask him o,” She groaned. And watched helplessly as Malaika blurted the question out. It came out like a piss from a child being changed. “Mike,” he turned to face Malaika . “I need to know something, I haven't talked to you before nor have we met but please help me through this will you? ” Mike raised an eyebrow looking at Ife, who shrugged. “Ok, shoot madam, we don't have the whole night. ” He said sitting on the bonnet of his car. Malaika couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive. Ife was eloquent, persuasive and formidable. Malaika's inexperience might hurt their cause. She couldn't possibly play miss nice and seduce Mike while Ife fish for a new boyfriend. “Oh well, whatever I do tonight stays tonight's issue. Its having fun after all.” she thought before continuing. “Are you married? ” Malaika's own voice startled her. Someone coughed, Mike chuckled. “Girl, I am not married....” He seemed like he wanted to add more but decided to change the subject. “Dinner at Cafe in Hartfield, then real fun at my place? Birthday girl? ” “I am not so sure,” Malaika muttered, real fun at his house? She knew that Ife would do something to annoy Mike then the dude will seek solace from one of them. She searched the other girls faces, they nodded in encouragement. She took a deep breath, suddenly she felt a jolt of adrenaline surge through her, a boost of confidence. Mike said they would go to his house, which would be a disadvantage to Ife, the only guys there would be Mike's friends. She wouldn't stoop that low, would she? She gestured the others to get into the car. “Ladies, let's do this! ” She said beaming. “Finally, this is music to my ears.” Ts'oarelo said as they drove away. ********** Upstairs, Malaika could hear Ife and Mike tearing down the house in Mike's bedroom. Ife was one hell of a noisy lady, she always made sure she huffed the house down when she was upset. Inviting whoever cared to listen. A door opened and closed and there was silence. The girls who had their ears pricked ran upstairs to Mike's room. They still had last night's clothes on a proof of just how drunk they had been. Malaika felt dizzy from climbing the wooden stairs, was it hangover as Ts'oarelo had described it? She felt her insights stuck at her throat. She was feeling sick. The toilet! With her right hand covering her mouth she gestured to Ife that she needed to use the ladies. She could taste the bitter stale vomit in her mouth, she swallowed it and rushed to the direction where Ife directed her to. Opening the door, she didn't hear Ife's disagreement; she was standing in front of Mike who threw her a disgusted look and stormed out of the room. Malaika held her own vomit in her hand, too disgusted in herself that she couldn't hold it anymore. She kneeled down and emptied her stamach on the lavender rag, looking around she realized that she was in Mike's office. It had a computer table, office chair and a printer not far from the table. On top of the table was a computer system and a notebook and a framed photo of Mike in an army uniform. Reality slowly started to kick in, she had just puked in MIKE's office! Terrified she made for the door and met the girls horrified faces, Ife had a mop and a bucket in her hands. Malaika was too angry to speak to her, too ashamed to be staying in Mike's house. What would he think of her? “Ife-Oluwa! Clean this mess, its your fault I threw up in here.” Malaika hissed storming out of the room. Ife sighed, dipping the mop into the bucket. “Hangover make people do crazy things I see,” she muttered. Raising her voice, she called back, “Help yourself with some painkillers, you should get rid of that headache.” Botshelo's cranky voice came next, “The toilet is on the left Angie. Don't go on puking all over the house now.” They all roared in laughter as Malaika made her way out, she stopped a taxi and went back to the flat. ********* Malaika had to endure feeling sick every morning, everything seemed to be going wrong for her. The other girls were too busy with their exams to notice and by the time they were done they went home. She had to come up with an excuse not to go home, her mother would fish the news out of her in a flash. She could be isolated and her scholarship would be cancelled, all her dreams would be flushed down the toilet and the 'golden girl' title her father gave her would be a thing of the past. After five positive different tests over the counter and a urine test at her GP, she made up her mind to talk to Femi, who seemed to be too occupied with his own life he had forgotten about Malaika. |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 8:15pm On Apr 11, 2013 |
An0nimus: Whats the fruit of the Spirit?I think our works |
| Christianity Etc › Re: The Christian Chatbox ( sticky) by HumbledbYGrace(op): 8:12pm On Apr 11, 2013 |
ubenson: This section has been dedicated to God but some People want to cajole it. Anyone playing with God if he decides to play with your life what can you do?. I am talking about God who dealth with Pharoh. The one who made the sun to stand still at ajalon, devide the red sea, provided water in desert for his people. Feed them with manners from heaven. He fought for them. Our life is in his hands.what does this have to do with my post? |
| Literature › Re: In Her Loving Memory by HumbledbYGrace(f): 3:56pm On Apr 11, 2013 |
[quote author=frank3.16]sorry, i have been having network problem, besides, i had to leave my house to hang out wit friends b4 i go crazy[/quote]its ok, I understand |
| Literature › Re: In Her Loving Memory by HumbledbYGrace(f): 12:18pm On Apr 11, 2013 |
[quote author=frank3.16]i wish i could write something better, because i dont think i have done justice to how i feel Chigor... i have decided to dedicate my next story to you, and i promise that it will be the best story ever written on Nairaland.[/quote]I would love to read that Frank. it is well brother. You never replied my inbox |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 12:48pm On Apr 10, 2013 |
dagr8: [size=15pt] Huh?lie |
| Forum Games › Re: Let's Play This Word Game Called Last Man Standing by HumbledbYGrace(f): 9:05am On Apr 10, 2013 |
repogirl: What was written.written by who?  |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Religion First 11 - Just For Laughs!!! by HumbledbYGrace(f): 9:02am On Apr 10, 2013 |
striktlymi: Nah Toba is Christian! Just my mistake!ayt |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 8:58am On Apr 10, 2013 |
CFCfan: Good morning, everyone.I think you are seeing through rose tinted glasses, adjust them well o. Abt Uj, don't go asking for trouble, Muskeeto will kill you. You just know how to make me laugh lol! A very goodmorning to you too dear  |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 8:36am On Apr 10, 2013 |
toba: im sorry my love. My system crashed and i need to re download messenger. I would do that in few minutes and then respond.I am waiting! You can run but not hide. Those minutes have passed! toba! toba! |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Religion First 11 - Just For Laughs!!! by HumbledbYGrace(f): 8:29am On Apr 10, 2013 |
toba a muslim  Nice thread strik...why isn't Rey on the defence though? |
| Forum Games › Re: Let's Play This Word Game Called Last Man Standing by HumbledbYGrace(f): 7:36am On Apr 10, 2013 |
Chomzy19: presentation of sex does sell well bt unique? Well that dependsdepends on what? |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 7:29am On Apr 10, 2013 |
toba: No problem. Lets keep waiting till the Benjamins comesexcuse me? The what Who are those? You have a message on Yahoo messenger *pissed for days* |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 7:25am On Apr 10, 2013 |
toba: Meaning?nothing |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 7:02am On Apr 10, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.]Seriously im not really SEARCHING cos there's someone on NL im eyeing [/quote] same old song. |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 6:59am On Apr 10, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.]thats y i said you misrepresented me. You dont understand the comment[/quote]okay[quote author=toba.]at least 5yrs. lm sure you know why  [/quote] m not in a hurry dear, it could be 5years or more, or less. |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 5:17pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.]to remind u in the nearest future[/quote]can't wait |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 5:16pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.] |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 4:57pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.] Bookmarked[/quote]y is it bookmarked? |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 4:56pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.]May be when dealing with me[/quote]vice versa |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 1:31pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.]Im not really searching. Someone on this thread is making my heart go gigigigi. it could be slimyem, Justmiles, [/quote]wish them ladies good luckCFCfan: That person is HBGMe? Why me? toba? No...smh |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 1:25pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.]lm saying the fact. i have to be scared of u. gooosh[/quote]m I really that bad? |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 1:22pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
nikkyshyne: Toba, if you are as stubborn as u claim you are, you definitely can't be the 'best package' to take home to mama/pastor. No deceive yaself. Work on it.oa utloa he. thank you |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 1:20pm On Apr 09, 2013 |
CFCfan: HBG is very nice.did I hear you say NICE? And toba challenged you on that? Interesting. |
| Christianity Etc › Re: Nairaland Christian Singles Thread (no Holds Barred) by HumbledbYGrace(f): 10:25pm On Apr 08, 2013 |
[quote author=toba.]you read meaning to my posts[/quote]your imagining things |
| Literature › Re: Jewels Of Africa by HumbledbYGrace(op): 9:04pm On Apr 08, 2013 |
Blue diamond: Yea! yea!! yea!!! She 's back again.u r d real deal HBG.kip d dice rolling.thanks dear...lol go easy on Bukky o. She is a learner right Bukky? |
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