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Previous President Olusegun Obasanjo on Thursday rejected cases that he would battle to partition Nigeria.

He made the comment in light of articulation credited to him that if President Muhammadu Buhari rigs the up and coming presidential decision, he would separate Nigeria.

Obasanjo said he is a "solid adherent to the non-divisbility" of Nigeria since he battled for the solidarity of Nigeria and "spit some portion of my blood in the war front."

An announcement marked by Obasanjo's media assistant, Kehinde Akinyemi, clarified that the previous President, while talking at a book dispatch in Abuja, said he could comprehend "the dissatisfaction and feeling of sorrow by Nigerians who observe apparently, powerlessly as Nigeria is by and large damagingly and disruptively controlled."

The announcement understands: "I read two or three days prior in the online life an announcement credited to me that if Buhari rigs the race, I will battle to isolate Nigeria. The individuals who realize me will realize that such an announcement will never originate from me.

"Melancholic wretchedness is no alternative for us whenever. I trust Nigerians will battle back not to partition the nation but instead to join it in majority rules system and great administration and God, the Creator of Nigeria, will be in favor of such valiant Nigerians to get us...........................

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EPISODE 6

At about 1 o’clock in the morning, I staggered to her front door. I hadn’t been home for almost 3 days since the episode with Cynthia and James. I walked along many streets like a lost man, searching for something and it brought me right to Vivian’s door step.

I knocked and knocked but she wasn’t there to answer this time. I was about to retrace my steps back to my car when I heard the door click.

She was wearing a see through lace night gown as she came to the door which made me wonder if she wasn’t alone.

“What are you doing here?” She wasn’t surprised to see me. Maybe she knew I would run back to her sooner or later.

“I want you back Vivian.” I said, placing my left hand on her door to keep it open. She looked back into her apartment before she spoke again.

“Listen, you’re drunk so please go just back to where you’re coming from.”

“Vivian, can’t you see that I need you?” I almost felt lie screaming it to the world.

“Don’t Vivian me!” she held it in. “Please it’s late, just leave me alone. I thought we made that clear already so what’s all this?” She was about to close the door when a man’s voice asked, “Who is that?”

I stared at her and she did the same to me.

She then answered saying, “It’s nobody honey. Go back to bed.”

I stretched my neck, trying to get a glimpse of this man.

“Victor just go please.”

She pushed my head back out and shut the door. I climbed down her stair case, forcing my tie off my neck. I was a lost man. I didn’t know where to turn to. I definitely wasn’t going to go back home in this state. I took a seat on the lower stair case. I was thinking about what to do next when I heard Vivian’s voice from behind me. I turned around; this time she was wearing a pair of jeans trousers and tank top. She walked to where I was seating and laid her hands on my shoulder as she took a seat next to me.

I laid my head on her laps and wept like a child. She gently ran her hands through my head.

“Shouldn’t you be celebrating with your family?” she asked. I raised my head up to look at her; she looked away not wanting me to see the jealousy in her eyes.

“Vivian I’m sorry. I have been such a damn fool…”

“Victor how is your daughter?” She asked, disregarding my apology. During our first few months of dating she would always ask me saying, “Do you love me because I’m good with your daughter or because you truly love me?” I never knew how to respond to her question. Usually, I would kiss the question away before it even started and that usually led to something else we both needed more.

“How is she?” she asked again which reminded me of how much my life sucked at that moment.

I laughed. “She isn’t mine.” I confessed.

“What do you mean?” She looked at me as if my drunken state has done something to my thinking process.

“Cynthia has been lying to me.”

“Lying to you? How?”

I told her everything that went down with Cynthia without leaving anything out. She either nodded her head or said “Oh” as she listened.

“Wow, what are we going to do now?” She said “we” which gave me a little hope.

“Have you confronted the James?” she asked. When I left my house, my intention was to track James down and give him the beating of his life. I did just that and then settled for a few bottles of liquor.

“Who was that guy I heard his voice?” I asked her the question that had been eating me up.

“Oh him; everyone needs some way to heal Victor. You threw me out of your house the other day.”

“No I did not. I just…”

“Yes you did. The instant Cynthia walked backed into your life, the decision was made. Did you expect me to seat in my room crying all day?”

“You didn’t give me a chance to explain Vivian.”

“Oya na, here is your chance. What would you have said?” she looked dead into my eyes. I caught her off guard when I carefully placed my lips on hers. She fought it with all her strength. When it ended, we both came out for air. Then she slapped me hard on my face.

“How stupid do you think I am?” she shouted. This time, tears were streaming down her face.

“Baby…” I tried holding her hands.

“Don’t you dare baby me? How easy do you think I am? If Cynthia hadn’t messed up, would you have come back to me? Would we be having this conversation right now?”

“It’s not like that!” I shouted. In no time, we were both yelling and screaming our heads off at each other.

“You didn’t chose me Victor, not till the very end when things were bleeped up with you.”

“What about me? I’m the one whose wife has been cheating on for so long. My best friend who was like a brother to me stabbed me in the back while smiling at me. I just found out the child I had been raising for two years isn’t mine!”

I just needed someone to pity me, if only it was for one minute.

“Come on Vivian, you’ve got to cut me some slack here. I am hurting just as much as you are but I’m begging you to not push me aside like..........................................

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EPISODE 5


As I parked in front of James complex, I asked myself, “So this is where Cynthia has been hiding all this while?” She laid in my best friend’s bed while mine stayed cold for months.

I came out from my car; pushing the door close with all of my strength, I thought I must have broken something. I knocked on his gate for what seemed like forever before his gateman answered.

“Ah Oga, my Oga said he is not receiving any visitors for today.” The short man said.

“Do I look like I care about the instructions your Oga gave you? Come Musa, are you saying you don’t remember me?” I was surprised at the way the gate man answered me.

“Sir, na weytin my Oga tell me na I go do so abeg come dey go.”

“I’m going to need you to go into that house and tell that bastard to come out!”

“Sir, my Oga no be bastard oh.” I was slowly losing temper. He was wasting my time so I pushed him away from his post and barged into the compound.

He was shouting “Oga” repeatedly behind me as he ran back to pick up his hat that had fallen off.

“James, if you know what’s good for you, you will open this door right this minute.” I began to pound on his front door. I made a decision not to leave until he opened that door and come out like a man he claimed he was.

When he finally opened the door, his gate man rushed to his side.

“I’m very sorry Oga. I told him he can’t pass but he went ahead.”

As soon I came in contact with James face to face, I did what I had wanted to do since I got to his house. I punched him right in the face. He let out a curse word as he staggered back into his living room. To my surprise, there were at least 3 languages packed. So the bastard was planning to move?

I didn’t give him a chance to say a thing; I just kept punching him to the floor. He couldn’t defend himself. He took the beating like a pro.

“You and Cynthia, uhn?” I yelled. He was still trying to get in touch with the reality of what was happening.

“Where were you planning to run to?” I kicked the luggage’s that were on the floor.

“I called you my brother for years and you do this to me?” With my feet, I kicked him hard in his stomach. He coughed out blood, a lot of blood.

“Sleeping with her to the point where she became pregnant for you!”

He began to laugh, spitting out more blood.

“And I enjoyed every night. Every morning when I saw her in my bed, I knew I had finally beaten you at something.” Those were the words that came out from his mouth.

“I made her scream my name as I made love to her. During those nights of endless pleasures, I knew I had won. You and I have shared many things in our lives, why can’t we do the same with cynthia?” He looked dead into my eyes and smiled.

“She was no virgin on your wedding night right? I did that to her.”

“The child she carried wasn’t yours, I also did,.............................................

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EPISODE 4
“Victor please, I can explain.” She said. We all begin with those same words but can we really explain a thing?

I threw my car keys on the bed, asking her to begin if she could. I couldn’t stop laughing as she pleaded with me, it was as if I was about to run mad. My so called wife had another lover. That meant she has been cheating on me but where did she find the time to do that? How long has she been having such conversations with another man? I asked myself. She soon began to bite her finger nails as she went down on her knees between my legs.

“I swear if you don’t start talking, I will seriously start beating you up.” I made sure I scared her just enough. She swallowed her words one more time.

“Who were you talking to on the phone?” I decided to start with that. She grabbed a hold of my trousers tightly as if her life depended on it.

“Victor, I didn’t mean for this to happen. I love you…”

“Cynthia ehn please don’t give me all that. I just need you to answer my question. Who was that you were talking to?”

“I tried loving you all these years but I soon realized I was only deceiving myself.”

I shook my head, I was soon runing out of patience. I knew I had to calm her down before she could really speak to me. So I said, “Cynthia, look at me. I would never hurt you so please just talk to me. Tell me what I’m suspecting isn’t true because I swear to God, I will kill somebody…” I quickly regained my composure when she flinched away from me as she saw my hands go up as if to hit her.

“When we first met, you rushed everything and I played along because I didn’t want to hurt you.”

I didn’t know how I did it but I kept my composure. “Cynthia,” I called her name so sweetly. “are you saying you never loved me?”

She didn’t answer so I asked again but this time, I made sure she felt and heard every anger that was boiling in me. She began to shake her head, jumping at the sound of my voice.

“You see, I loved him too.” She cried out. As soon as she said that, she quickly covered her mouth.

So, there was really another man in her life. I thought to myself. The hurt in my eyes when I realized the woman I had given everything to what not who I presumed she was.

“He was everything I needed but you kept coming back and I gave into you.” She continued.

“Who?” I yelled.

“The night I gave you my number victor you weren’t the only one who called me; he also did.”

“Who, James?” I whispered. She nodded her head as she started to cry once again. I didn’t know why my bestfriend’s name was the first name that came to my mind. I staggered to the bed and sat down. I couldn’t believe my ears. Come on, she had to be wrong. This couldn’t be the same James that I knew of. I knew back when Cynthia and I were dating that James had a thing for her but I thought it was just a mere crush. The way he looked at her at times got me bothered but I never brought it so he wouldn’t think I was betraying our friendship.

“He got angry when I told him that I would like to stay with you and make my marriage with you work. I don’t know how we did it Victor but we both smiled at you, secretly mocking you as we shared our wedding vows.” She said.

“And the accident?” I asked because I was so convinced it wasn’t just a simple accident anymore.

“Before we went to that engagement party that night, I told him I was through with him. It was James who hit us that night victor.” She dropped another one.

“Oh my god! Cynthia, I’ve heard enough of this. Don’t you dare stand there and lie to my face. James would never do such a thing. Do you know long I have known that guy? His like a brother to me for Christ sake!” I was convinced there had to be some mistake somewhere. James wouldn’t want me dead, not because of a woman.

“You blacked out after the incident and so did I but when I woke up the next morning, I was lying in his bed.”

“Bu… ut you said…” I stuttered.

“No,” she was shaking her head yet again. “It was all a lie.” She whispered. “I have been staying with James for these past years. After the accident, he came for me; just me.”

Everything was unfolding like a movie. My whole world was turning upside down in under 10 minutes.

“So why did you come back? You had James and James had you. Why come back!” I yelled.

“A month ago, James told me about a new business deal you made with the company you work for. I came back, not planning to stay forever. I was going to get as much of the money you make from.................................

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EPISODE 3

“Whose voice was that?” Vivian asked, as she dropped her purse on the closest couch, making her way to my bedroom.

“It’s not what you think…” I followed her, explaining as much as I could.

“Oh, I think I know what’s going on.” she said.

Just as Vivian was about to open the bedroom door, Cynthia beat her to it. Cynthia pushed the bedroom door close and stepped out so Vivian could take a good look at her. She had on my t-shirt. In fact, that was Vivian’s favorite t-shirt that she always wore whenever she came over. Cynthia wasn’t making anything easier for me by the way she walked majestically into the living room, leaving Vivian still shocked or rather hooked by the door. When Vivian found some composure, she joined Cynthia in the leaving room. Both of them starred at each other waiting for the other to speak first.

“Victor who is this?” Vivian finally spoke.

“Yes, who is she?” Cynthia also asked.

“Victor,” Vivian turned around to ask “Is she the reason why you stood me up late night? Is this what you have been up to?” This was the most composed I had ever seen Vivian but Cynthia, she wasn’t having it.

“Who is she?” she shouted. I was confused, who do I answer first?

“Cynthia, please go back to the room honey. I promise to explain when I’m through here.” I said, emphasizing the “honey,” just to calm her down.

“Oh you had better start talking now?” Vivian interrupted.

“So she’s the new woman abi? How could you do this to me? 2 years, Victor! Did I mean so little to you?” Vivian was yelling, beating on my chest as she cursed the day she first met me.

“Can someone just tell me what’s going on here?” Vivian shouted. Cynthia became calm. She let go of my shirt.

“Answer her na. Who am I?” she replied.

“She’s my wife.” I gave Cynthia the simplest and most straight forward answer I could think of.

“Your wife?” she whispered. “But your wife is dead.” She added.

“Yes, I thought so too but last night she showed up.” I knew I had hurt all the pride in her when she realized the real reason I stood her up.

“Just like that?” she asked.

I knew Vivian must have wanted to fight me. Kick me, bite. Do every irrational thing she could think of but instead, she just stood there. Very still, staring at me, making me feel like the biggest asshole in the universe. She simply nodded. This utter quietness filled the room; we could almost hear each other’s thoughts. She moved to the door about to take her leave, unable to stand the silence. I couldn’t help but to rush over to her side, I still wanted to explain things to her to save my own face.

“Vivian you have to understand, this…”

“Oh I do.” She held her tears in.

“I never wanted to…”

“Victor I get it. Your wife is back, the woman who you truly love and I’m just your doctor. I have always been just your doctor. I’m so stupid for having thought you and I could become something else. I did this to myself Victor, it wasn’t your fault. Your heart wasn’t mine to keep.”

“Vivian…” I tried to calm her down because her words weren’t all true.”

“We all have a role to play in this world abi? Well I’m glad I have done mine. Have a nice life victor.” She smiled. Vivian was a cool girl, I have never once seen her cry or yell or do anything crazy before. She tried being the composed doctor but I knew that deep down, her pride was hurting and it pained me that there was nothing I could do about it.

“So I guess this is it?” I asked foolishly. She nodded, not saying a thing. I have to admit, I liked her best when she was all talkative.

“I will call you later.” I said.

“Not in this house you won’t.” Vivian who we had forgotten was still in the room spoke up. She was still shaking and bouncing about, waiting for her turn to take a hit at me.

“Don’t bother.” Cynthia replied.

I knew if I didn’t let her go soon enough she was going break down in tears. I just didn’t want her to go. There was no doubt that I had something for her but my wife; Vivian........................

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EPISODE 2

For good 5 minutes, Mrs. Ada and I starred at her and it soon became dawn to me that she was definitely not a ghost.

“Is this a dream or what? Cynthia is this really you?” I asked as I drew her closer to my chest with my trembling hands. Mrs. Ada directed me back into the living room as I carried Cynthia on my shoulders.

“Lay her on the couch for now while I go get some water.” She said. I did as she told me and as soon as she left for the kitchen, my phone began to ring. I took it out from my pocket and it was Vivian who was calling. I looked down at Cynthia and then back to my cellphone. 6 months into my recovering from the accident, the relationship between Vivian and I started to take a new turn from just our normal doctor and patient thing. I was more thankful to her at the beginning for how well she took care of me but that night after she came over to celebrate my one year out of recovery, things got complicated. Vivian is a beautiful woman with all the curves in the world and I am a man. Sex seems to always complicate things and in our case it was no different. After that night, we woke up and everything changed.

“Victor, is this really you?” Cynthia asked in a whisper. She brought me back to my senses and in that moment, everything was decided. I turned off my phone, laying it carefully back on the floor.

“Yes, it’s me.” I smiled down at her. She looked fine to me except for some few bruises that were on her cheeks. A million questions were running through my head. Just where in the world had she been for the past years? Why did she choose now, today to come back? My chest was hurting seeing that she was in pain. I was about to start beating myself up for the answers when Mrs. Ada appeared back into the room with some hot tea, a bowl of hot water and a towel.

Cynthia moaned quietly in pain as Mrs. Ada laid the hot towel on her cheeks. I was going to begin asking her questions after she finished with her tea but the sad puppy face she gave me reminded me of our old days. Looking at her, everything rushed back in. Every feeling I had been trying to do away with for so long began to bang at my door. I swallowed it all in and allowed her to sleep.

As I watched her sleep, I still couldn’t believe it was her. I raised her blouse up in search of a tattoo she had gotten a few months after we started dating. The letter V was lying underneath her flat tummy and I was sure this was my Cynthia.

The next morning, she was the first to wake up. The first thing she asked about as she made her way into the kitchen was her daughter. There was something seriously awkward about her. The way she walked and seem to always smile just didn’t settle well with me. I felt disconnected with her and there was no rush of emotion in me as I watched her pick iffy up. She looked like my wife, but this was a newer version of her. She wept as her daughter began to cry, not familiar with this strangers touch. She held my hands in hers as she cried some more, saying she had missed Iffy and I.

“Cynthia, we need to talk.” I couldn’t get those words fast enough out of my mouth.

She looked distracted with trying to pet the baby. “Victor, can we do that later, I need to spend time with my child.” She smiled done at Iffy who was still trying to remember who Cynthia was.

I was so irritated as I watched the whole scene play out.

“No, it can’t wait.” She looked up at me as if to second my order. I called for Mrs. Ada to come get iffy as I took Cynthia by the hands into my bedroom.

“Who are you?” I asked furiously. I wasn’t planning to shout at her but I just wasn’t happy for some reason.

She laughed, repeating my question.

“Yes! Who are you?” My palm was sweaty as I began to scratch my head looking for how to handle the situation. “Why come back now, after 2 years? Why are you doing this to me?” I began to scream at her. “The hospital said you were dead!” She didn’t know what seeing her again did to me after I had thought she had died. I couldn’t sleep that night she showed up; I was excited, and confused at the same time.

“Victor, are you out of your mind!” she yelled. “How dare you ask me such questions? Who are you to tell me not to come back to my husband and my child?” but something in her voice just wasn’t convincing enough.

“Victor, I missed you… ” She continued. “I have been through hell and back just to come back to you, please don’t turn me away. We can make this work; I am still your wife in every way victor.” If only she knew those 2 years was a pretty long time for everything to change...........

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2 year ago, I lost the most important thing that’s ever happened to me; my wife. The first day I laid eyes on Cynthia, I knew she was the one for me. I made my move in letting her know how I felt after we met at a friend’s party. We shook hands as the hostess introduced her to me. Although I didn’t have my phone with me at that moment, I quickly asked James who was with me for his phone.

I collected her number and wanted to make sure I had all 10 digits of it correct so I dialed the number right in front of her but her phone didn’t ring. She was embarrassed at the scene and simply smiled asking me to give her my number but I refused, insisting that I had hers instead. I knew I was moving too fast considering that I just met her a few minutes ago but I couldn’t just let her go like that. As soon as I got home that evening, I dialed her number and thankfully she picked up. We spoke for hours that night and I didn’t forget to ask soon enough if she was seeing anyone after I felt we had created some sort of mutual understanding between us. I imagined her smiling and shaking her head as she gave me the answer that kick started our relationship.

A year later, after 3 break ups and everything you can imagine could go wrong in a young relationship, I asked her to marry me and she agreed. Our wedding day was the best day of my life, I had everything I prayed for and when she told me 3 months later that we would be expecting our first child, I couldn’t help but thank God for how well he was taking me through this journey called Life. Iffy came months later and we were so excited to have her as part of our family. She brought joy and we soon realized she brought stability to our now growing family.

ne faithful night, the unexpected happened. My wife and I were coming back from a friend’s engagement party when we were suddenly thrown off the road by an unknown driver. I was the one driving that night and Cynthia always hated to wear her seat belt saying it didn’t really prevent the inevitable. Just when I thought there was no hope for us, a voice came.

“Hello sir… are you okay? Can you hear me?” I couldn’t get a clear view of the person speaking but I knew it had to be a woman due to her soft voice. I tried to move my body but I was knocked down by the excruciating pain from my head.

“Sir, I am a doctor and I promise you will be fine, just try not to move for me.” she said.

“Where am I?” I asked her. She told me I had just gotten involved in an accident and in that instant I came back to life.

“Cynthia… Cynthia…” I called out, trying to move myself up.

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LOVE BEYOND CAUSE ( Final Episode)


Fredrick knew he needed to act fast after his discussion with Ikem.

It was obvious Ikem was thinking of going back to Ugochi, and he wasn’t so certain the kind of reception he is likely to receive. Although, Ugochi had been very emphatic about not getting back together with Ikem, one can never be sure as love is a very funny business.

He had called her immediately after the party and scheduled a lunch date with her. Her time is much more valuable now that she’s gone back to work. He didn’t want to waste time, he would have preferred a dinner date instead. Well, he has to work with what he has.

Ugochi was waiting for him by the time he got to the restaurant at Ring Road. They hugged and sat down.

“It’s good to see you, Fredrick.”

“Good to see you too. I have missed you.”

“Yeah, you know that cannot be avoided. What have you been up to?”

“Nothing much. Just settling in with the folks. Getting to know them better.”

“That’s great. I’m happy for you.”

“Yeah.”

“And Ikem? Have you been able to settle your differences?”

“Yeah. We spoke at length at my welcoming party.”

“Oh, that’s great news. I’ll hate to see you guys drift apart.”

“I’m not sure we can have a very good relationship. Not after the way he treated you.”

“Come on Fredrick. Anybody can make a mistake. If I can forgive him, I’m sure you can too.”

“Are you saying you’ve forgiven him?”

“Sure. I have to if I want to move on.”

“That’s very selfless of you.”

“It’s not about being selfless. It’s just self-preservation. I don’t want to hold so much hate in my heart.”

“So, it’s not because you still love him?”

“Fredrick, you must remember that I was with Ikem for more than three years and in those three years, he never once maltreated me. It would be difficult to forget all the good times because of one bad incident.”

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EPISODE 7

Fredrick got in the compound and looked around. It was a duplex. The compound was very neat and beautiful with trees and flowers everywhere. There were two cars parked, a Peugeot and a Mercedes Benz. Those two cars speak money or at least comfort. The gateman who let him in was looking at him strangely.

“May I speak with your madam?” he asked

He looked at Fredrick, dump-struck. “Oga Ikem, no be you?” he asked, looked around, obviously confused. “But, you comot now. I see you comot. How you come go come back like that?” he was walking around Fredrick, looking at him from head to toe.

Fredrick kept his cool. “May I speak with your madam?”

“Oga, who you be? Make I just go call my madam.”

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“Please, sir. I really need to see her and I assure you she’ll want to see me too. Just say her son wants to see her.”

The gateman still stood back, apparently unsure what to do. “Please?”

He looked at Fredrick once more and walked towards the front door. He stopped, looked back for a few moments, shook his head and walked the rest of the way. He knocked.

The door opened and Fredrick could see the man gesticulating and pointing in his direction. He went on for a few moments and then the person he was talking to stepped into the light and Fredrick could see she was a woman. The gateman was still talking but she wasn’t listening anymore. She walked slowly towards Fredrick and he saw her face. This is definitely my mother, he thought.

She stopped after walking a few steps and just stared at him. Tears trickled down and she resumed walking until she got to him. No words were needed. It was very glaring who he was. She put her hand on his right cheek and stared into his eyes. Fredrick couldn’t hold back the tears.

“Mum?” he whispered

She nodded and pulled him in for a hug. They held each other tightly for a few moments. After a while, she withdrew, held his hand and led him into the house.

Few minutes later, they were seated comfortably in the living room. Fredrick’s dad had joined them and they all sat there staring at one another, totally lost for words. The twins looked like their mother; same eyes, same cheekbones and same mouth. It was unnerving for Fredrick sitting there looking at his parents after he had thought about it for many months. It was surreal.

Finally, his dad broke the silence. “How did you get to know about us?” he asked

Fredrick told them the same story he had told Ikem the other day. By the time he was finished, they were dumbfounded. His mother was crying while his father looked very furious.

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“Those snakes. That stupid doctor!” he fumed. “How can they do that? That is inhuman and terrible. I’m going to prosecute them to the full extent of my power.”

Fredrick hung his head. He knew now was not the right time to plead on behalf of his adoptive parents. They had been as good to him as parents could be but what they had done was unforgiveable. He couldn’t bring himself to punish them though.

“No, Leonard. Let’s not pour petrol on this burning fire. What’s done is done. Let us just thank God our son is back home.” His mum said.

“Nkechi, how can you say that? Look at him, he’s a grown man. We missed twenty eight years of his life. And you ask me to forget it? How can I?”

“I know, dear. But we have the next forty years or so to make up for that. What is fighting going to solve? Please, let’s just be thankful we have our son back.”

Fredrick’s dad looked at his wife. She looked at him imploringly. He finally shook his head and looked down. Fredrick could tell he was not satisfied with his wife’s decision but he was going to respect it nonetheless. Fredrick was relieved.

His mum turned to him and smiled. “Come, my son. What’s your best food? Let me prepare it for you. Dear, can you bring out a bottle of wine? We need to celebrate.” She stood up and came to sit beside Fredrick. “Tell me, what food do you like best?”

He smiled. “I’m fine with anything you make, mum.” It felt good to say that word.

“Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am.”

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FANI KAYODE HAS SAID BUHARI IS A COWARD FOR NOT ATTENDING PRESIDENTIAL DEBATE- CLICK HERE TO READ FULL TWEET

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The presidential debate organised by the Nigeria Elections Debate Group (NEDG) and the Broadcasting Organisations of Nigeria (BON) has kicked off in Abuja.

President Muhammadu Buhari, candidate of the All Progressives Congress (APC) and his Peoples Democratic Party, PDP, counterpart, are conspicuously absent.

Atiku was at the venue of the debate but had to walk out on realising that his main challenger, Buhari was not present.,,,,

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