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 Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:51am On Dec 19, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:51am On Dec 19, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 7:54am On Dec 19, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 9:15pm On Dec 18, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 7:02pm On Dec 18, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 6:19pm On Dec 18, 2017*. Modified: 7:39am On Jan 03, 2018 |
Chapter 5 They were at the top of a rock, in a place called Alapata, which, loosely translated, meant ‘rock area’ in Yoruba language. The space wagon was parked under a tree, next to about half a dozen cars. To their left were four, fancy white party tents, spaced out in sort of like a four pointed star pattern. The insides were illuminated with fluorescent lights, and the whole arrangement looked beautiful under the moon light. A few people could be seen moving around in the tents, and service boys went and came. “Stay here, I’ll be right back.” Patrick said before coming down from the Sienna. She watched him walk off to the tent closest to them. Bimpe turned on the car inner lights, flipped opened the sun visor, and slid the lid to the side to checkout her reflection in the mirror. She was dazed at the person that stared back at her. Ahmed always used to say if she were just a few inches taller, she and Omowunmi Akinnifesi could pass for twins. She shrugged off the thought as she definitely wasn’t feeling like a beauty queen right now. Patrick had tried calling Ahmed multiple times on their way here, but he wasn’t picking his calls. She felt Ahmed must have guessed she had gotten through to Patrick, and he was trying to beg on her behalf. Ahmed’s Benz wasn’t among the cars parked in the place, but Patrick had said he sometimes came to the place with a cab. She lazily pulled her small rectangular shoulder bag to the front from where it was stuck behind her, opened it, and pulled out some face wipes. She was cleaning makeup off her face when, from the corner of her eye, she saw Patrick rushing back to the car. He got in and coughed a few times before saying, “they said he just left here like 5 minutes ago.” Patrick strapped on his seatbelt before adding, “He must have gone down through the other road. That’s why we didn’t see him.” When he tried to start the car, it made as if it was going to start, and then it ran down. “Shitt!” He cursed out loud. ………. 30 Minutes Earlier He was sitting outside, in the center of all the tents, looking up at the full moon and wondering if there would ever be a time when people would have to start moving to the moon because of overpopulation on Earth. Elon Musk and some other tech billionaires were already working seriously on making visiting and holidaying on the moon a reality in the near future. He looked down at his vibrating phone beside his bottle of water on the table and saw it was Patrick again. He pressed the side of the phone, and the screen went blank. He usually came to this place whenever he had something bothering him, and he never came with his phone or car, so as to avoid distractions. Today was different because he more or less drove here on autopilot; his mind had still not been able to accept what he had seen earlier. In his 28 years on Earth, he didn’t think he had ever felt this miserable. Patrick had told him not to take her serious, but he never took his friend’s words serious as Patrick never took any girl serious in his own life. On impulse, he picked up his phone and dialed the last received call on his call log. “Hello,” a female voice on the other end said. “Hi…Umm! I spoke with you earlier. I am the guy…” “Oh, yea, I remember. I guess you want to speak with Ruth.” She said shouted her friend’s name a couple of times, and then said in a whisper, “it’s the guy; the guy from the bank.” Ahmed had a smile on his face now. “Hey, hi.” She said. The shock in her voice was evident. “How are you doing tonight?” “Fine.” “By the way, my name is Ahmed.” “I’m Ruth.” “Nice name.” He said and she said thank you. The line went silent for a few seconds before Ahmed blurted out, “I’d like to see you tonight if you don’t mind.” “Oh!” “So…” “I don’t know.” She said, dragging her last word. Then she started giggling, “I’m sorry. My friend here is…” She was saying then chuckled before adding, “Okay.” “Is the okay a response to my question, or…” “Okay, I’ll see you.” “Great. Where do I pick you up?” |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 6:16pm On Dec 18, 2017 |
irenosen22:Coming up in a few minutes. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 1:21pm On Dec 18, 2017 |
Update will be posted by 4pm. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 1:20pm On Dec 18, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 1:19pm On Dec 18, 2017 |
pejxy:Lol! |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 2:00pm On Dec 17, 2017 |
irenosen22:Lol! |
| Literature › Re: In The World Of 3 Women (A Romance Suspense Story by Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 1:24pm On Dec 17, 2017 |
DemiKOL:Thanks. I appreciate the compliment. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:23am On Dec 17, 2017 |
pejxy:Thanks for this comment. The next update will be tomorrow morning as I am going to be out all through today. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:59pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
Chapter 4 Patrick had just kissed a girl goodbye when he saw a girl waving at him from the right wing of the mall. He turned in the other direction and kept on walking. He was so much of a player, he didn’t know if she was someone he had left on a bad note. He pulled up the collar of his black polo top and adjusted his dark shades as he headed towards staircase that led to the cinema. They say short men always do extra everything because they feel people always look down on them and belittle them, so they want to show they are just as capable as tall guys. If that was really true, Patrick was a very good example of that theory. He was charcoal black, 5 ft 4, with muscles he built to compensate for his vertical disadvantage. His charm was his wit, and he had gotten a fair share of girls just by making them laugh. He was about to take his fist step up the stairs when she pulled him by the hand, and the curious look on her face turned to an angry one when they came face to face. She was just about an inch taller than him. “Why didn’t you answer me? I’ve been shouting your name.” She said, standing at akimbo. Her face was like the canvass of a confused painter. She had been crying, and her makeup was all over her face. For someone that was light skinned, it was very obvious, but it was clear she didn’t care. “Oh! Bimpe, it is you? Sorry…I thought…” He was saying and stopped to laugh and lift up his shades. “What’s up with your face? Is this the new trend now? You young girls keep coming up with weird fashion.” He added as his eyes scanned all around the place. “Are you with Ahmed? Where is he?” He said with his eyebrows arched. She sighed and rubbed her forehead. “What’s wrong?” He said looking at her intensely. She looked up, and her eyes searched everywhere, probably looking for a quiet place they could talk. It was 8 pm on a Friday night, the whole place was rowdy, and loud music was playing at the bar by the mall entrance. “Did you come with your car?” She asked and he nodded. “Great. Let’s go talk there.” ………. The car was silent for a while and then Patrick said, “But Bimpe, you messed up big time. Ahmed is a…” “I know! I know! He is a great guy, I bleeped up.” She said and hit her forehead with her palm. “Patrick, that guy is just someone that keeps boys away from me on campus.” “So…” “Come on Patrick, you know sometimes girls just have this guy on the side. Not like I’m double dating or anything.” After looking into space for a while, he said, “Men! Ahmed is a cool guy, but you know how he can be when he gets angry.” “I know.” She said and rested her head on her clasped hands. “Please, I need you to let me into your apartment, so I can wait for him tonight.” “Girl, where have you been? I moved out like two months ago.” “Are you serious? Why?” She asked, shocked. “You don’t expect me to stay with my best friend forever, do you?” He said with a frown on his face. “And I just dropped the key to the apartment with him yesterday.” He added. She looked at him for a second, and then bowed her head again. “But the Ahmed I know would definitely not be heading home at a time like this.” She looked up excited as she said, “You know where he could be?” “Yes I do.” He said and started up the engine of the Toyota Sienna space wagon. “I think I do.” He added. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:58pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
AryEmber:I hail right back. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:57pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
irenosen22:Hmm! |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:57pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
pejxy: You are welcome. New update dropping in a few minutes. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:55pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
irenosen22:Thanks for reading. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:55pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 8:54pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 12:53pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
Chapter 3 He ordered his second bottle of Guinness Stout half way through the plate of chicken and chips in front of him. It was quite spicy, and it would have been wiser to buy a bottle of water to cool his mouth, but he had always hated drinking water while taking beer. Bimpe had told him on the phone that she had gone to see one of her aunt’s and would be back in school tonight. He felt there was no need to tell her he was on her campus at the moment. He would rather enjoy this alone time with some hot and spicy chicken and chips, cold beer, and eavesdrop on people’s conversations. The table next to him was filled with middle aged men in Ankara attire. He guessed they were probably lecturers at the University, or maybe non academic staff. One of them was talking about his recent trip to Ghana, and how beer and most things were more expensive in Ghana compared to Nigeria. It amazed Ahmed as he had remembered how much cheaper alcohol was there back when he traveled to the country in 2008. His phone started vibrating on the table. He dropped the greasy chicken lap back in the plate, whipped his hand clean with the serviette by his plate, and picked up the phone. He stared at the unfamiliar number for a couple of seconds before picking up. “Hello!” He said. “Hello. Please who is this?” A female voice said on the other end of the line. “You called me.” “I know, but you called me first.” “What do you mean?” Ahmed said, irritation in his voice. “You…” She was about saying but stopped. He could hear another female voice saying something in the background, and then there was silence for a few seconds, like the other girl was coming to the phone, and then she said, “Hello. Did you give your phone to a girl at the bank earlier today?” He thought for a few seconds, still vexed as he swiped flies away from his plate of chicken and chips. “Yes. I did.” “Okay. That was me. I’m so sorry.” She said with a little chuckle. “Oh!” “Yea, I called twice before my friend picked up. She must have seen the missed call and thought it was a new one.” “Okay.” “Thanks once again for earlier.” “It’s no problem.” He said and the line went quiet. In a micro second, a picture of her flashed through his mind, and he thought of sparking up a conversation, but he went on to say, “Okay. Have a lovely day.” “Okay. Bye.” “Bye.” He said, put the phone on the table and went back to his plate of chicken and chips. The bartender was approaching with his second bottle of Stout when he rushed back like he had forgotten something. When he came back out from the inner bar with the drink he bumped into a flashily dressed guy. He apologized and kept walking, but the guy seemed offended, and shouted out curse words at him, adjusting the gold watch on his wrist, and intermittently pushing his cap up. Ahmed didn’t know if the guy was doing that because of the girl on his arm, or maybe he was a cult boy who was power drunk. With the glass jug to his mouth about to gulp down its last content, he froze at who he saw. In the sexiest mini gown he had ever seen her wearing was his girlfriend, Bimpe, beside the wailing guy. She was calming him down with her hand around his waist. “Oga, make I open am?” The bartender was saying, but Ahmed was dazed. He dropped his mug on the table, with shaky hands he pulled out his wallet, counted two pieces of five hundred Naira bills, squeezed it in the bartender’s hand, picked up his phone and almost tripped as he got up in a hurry to leave the scene. His car keys fell to the floor as he pulled the bunch out of his pocket. “Ahmed!” he heard her call, and he quickened his pace. He pressed the key fob to unlock the car, got in, and quickly slammed the door. She was by his car window now, with fear in her eyes as she knocked on the glass. He didn’t know if he had become temporarily deaf, or the inside of his car was soundproof as he couldn’t hear anything she was saying. The red dress she had on was cleavage revealing, and the thought of her dressing sexy for another man vexed him even more. He slowly backed out of the spot he had parked, and then zoomed off. |
| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 12:52pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
Missnande: |
| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 12:33pm On Dec 16, 2017 |
Debbietiyan:Okay. Cool. |
| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 11:36am On Dec 16, 2017 |
Debbietiyan:You dont want your brain to shrink abi? Lol! But do you drink alcohol? |
| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 11:33am On Dec 16, 2017 |
Missnande:"Once I sat outdoors with a dog and stared so hard at the dog,kept my mind fixed and got my story." Interesting. I love weird processes like this. About you giving your ideas to someone to do the writing, it is actually a great idea. The current richest fiction writer in the world, James Patterson does just that. He doesn't write his stories... He just writes a sketch... Like a rough outline of what the story should be about, and he has a couple of young authors who do the writing. If we were in the same city, I would have loved to partner with you on a story or two. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 10:26am On Dec 16, 2017 |
OlufemiWhit:Thanks. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 10:26am On Dec 16, 2017 |
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| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 10:24am On Dec 16, 2017 |
OluwabuqqyYOLO:You are welcome. |
| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 9:06am On Dec 16, 2017 |
OluwabuqqyYOLO:I totally understand you. The bitter truth is creativity (especially that of creative writers) is accompanied with some form of mental illness. The gift and the curse. I guess it is cos we don't have filters like most people... We let a lot in to fuel our creativity. And maybe also because we create a whole new world in our heads with different characters...different people with different personalities. I noticed that in times when I use up a lot of my creative juices (when I write continuously for a long time), I get really depressed. I didn't understand all these till I started studying the lives of great writers. It is what it is. You just have to learn to handle it...dance around it. My way around this is too watch a lot of romance comedy, action comedy or any form of artistic expression that makes me laugh even when I don't want to. Find a way to deal with your down times... There is always a way. You are too gifted and too talented to give up on your life. I see great things in your life in the very near future. |
| Literature › Re: All In One Night (A Romance Novelette By Kayode Odusanya) by kayo80(op): 3:17am On Dec 16, 2017 |
pejxy:Thanks. |
| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 3:14am On Dec 16, 2017 |
SheWrites:Nice. |
| Literature › Re: 2017-2018 Chatbox by kayo80(m): 3:05am On Dec 16, 2017 |
Debbietiyan:Lol! I also want to know. |
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