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bossricky:
I'm following awesome story,you just gained a loyal fan in me.
Whats the name of tolu's first son pls?

The first son's name will be Niyi.

Divepen1:
Chai

Why the 'chai'?

jaymomma:
This story is so captivating. Can't wait to see how it all turns out. Kudos kizzykeziah.


Cheers,
jaymomma.

Cheers, jaymomma

Chapter five


"Her eyes are really bright. She has places to go, I can see that clearly," the pastor remarked and handed over the infant to its mother. He looked over at the paternal grandmother where she sat at the balcony, muttering some mumbo jumbo to herself. He was at least glad that he had been able to put things in order and made the family get settled for the day's occasion. The way he had met them earlier, he had had to take charge of the whole situation. It was a good thing that the protocol official from the church had come along with him. Controlling them could have been more tasking then. But he was grateful to the almighty God who had proved his faithfulness and taken control of everything.

"Brethren, let us rise and share the grace in fellowship," he said aloud since there was no microphone and raised his hands to the guests who stood up and recited the benediction.

Thereafter, the guests who were mostly family and neighbors with only a few friends dispersed around the compound. Cooking had been ongoing notwithstanding the whole drama that had taken place that morning. Mama Sade had ensured that, as she led the servers who were young neighbors she had coerced into taking up the job of serving guests their meals.

"Mama Niyi, everything is fine here. Don't worry and go inside," she whispered into Deola's ears as she stood with her hands folded across her chest and watched her mum with the baby.

Deola nodded at her and took the child from her mum, saying nothing. She looked around for her son and saw him clinging to his father's side with his cap swallowing his head. She hissed loudly and was about to go drag the boy from Tolu but got held back by Chris who tapped her shoulder,

"Deola, let's go inside. The pastor wants to pray for you and the baby," Christina told her friend who hesitated for a moment still staring at Niyi. Tolu chose that moment to raise his eyes to meet hers and they held each other's gaze for a millisecond before Deola barged into the house. She nearly kicked her mother's in-law foot as she went in, not bothering to say she was sorry as she would have done early that morning or any other day.

The lady wanted it this way, well she was going to get it far worse.

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"Hey, Tolu," Tayo waved at his friend as he saw him and got a smile in return.

"I thought you weren't coming anymore," Tolu told him and went to hug his childhood friend tight, "Tayo, things are really messed up her," he said gently before letting his friend go.

Tayo looked around and saw that most family members whom he knew wore gloomy faces even with the sumptuous meals they had in front of them. The only person seeming to be having fun was the little big brother, Niyi who was dancing to the music playing by the disc jockey who had been trying to liven up the ceremony with his Yinka Ayefele Yoruba highlife music collection.

"Mummy, right? I'm sorry I couldn't come earlier, man. I was stuck in Ibadan," he explained to his friend who nodded simply so he continued, "And how could you think I wouldn't come? Even if I wasn't here for you, you should know that I can't bail on Deola. She even called me last night just to make sure I was still coming. And where is she?" He asked now seeing Tolu was not feeling too comfortable.

"Inside? I don't know," he shrugged indifferently.

Tayo sighed, "What did she do? Your mum, I mean?"

"Look, Tayo. I don't understand anything right now. Mummy already called Alhaji and he is inside right now. Deola's mother also showed up and mummy kept yelling Lydia is the new woman in my life and Deola should get lost. They are still saying the same thing but the pastor showed up in time and that's why the ceremony took place. If otherwise, I don't know what story I would be telling you now," Tolu told his friend who nodded and patted his back,

"Everything would take shape. I just hope Deola is taking it maturely,"

"If that could pass for the murderous stare she shot at me before she went in just now, then maybe you're right. I just want my mum to leave and let me have a little peace in my life,"

"And this Lydia? She didn't show up to worsen things?" Tayo asked him.

"Not yet. I hope not too because I'm still in a haze about how mom met her. That has really confounded me, Tayo," Tolu admitted to his friend who patted his back again and was about to say something but paused and smiled seeing how Niyi wasn't seemingly aware of whatever ruckus was ongoing. The kid was only having fun,

"This boy is definitely your son," he observed and Tolu finally took note of his son and smiled too, "Let me go in now. See what I can do or say or whatever. I'd be with you when I'm done there or you want to come with?" Tayo offered.

Tolu shrugged, "Let's go and see how well the pastor's words went in my mum's ears," he said and they both went towards the building.

There's this essay competition going on online on Royal Commonwealth Society. It is centered on the young commonwealth and how they see the world around them. Here's the link and it has got a deadline and age limit too,18yrs maximum application age.
https://thercs.org/

Divepen1:
Ah
.. mama

Lol, I'm far from a mama o. Just started learning

"He is studying to become a medical doctor not a terrorist"?
Nawa for some people sef. He didn't consider other people's kids but his own must be spared. Well, that's BTW.

You have been so awesome all through and I dash you one big WELL DONE!

And I am really looking forward to Kim in Nigeria. I'd see how Mark plans on shielding her off.
As for Adeola and her husband, their marriage is very well over already. So the earlier they cut off each other, the less hurt they will have to nurture all their lives.
And my favorite characters for now would be Chris and his mum.


Wait o, where is that Clara sef? Keep 'em coming.....

Did I arrive a little too late? I still have plenty to learn o.

Akposb:
This has been an interesting read so far. Thanks u are doing good. And please accept some belated birthday wish of long life and prosperity

Birthday wish duly accepted

jezuzboi:
Deola should have invited more of her family members so that they measure up 4 d war. Now she's outnumbered 8 to 2.
As 4 Oga Tolu, I just dey watch am.

They're more than 8 o, but her mum got her back now.......... Hopefully.

Akposb:
Miss Kizzykeziah where art thou. You have placed us in suspense.

I'm very much around o, I don't have an update now but will try to type before today ends. Biane.

gorgybee:
Yeah,Tolu sure needs that 'God help' and I hope everything turns out well for him.
They don't want the little baby girl,yet they are planning on giving her tribal mark...hmm,wicked set of people.
Keep it coming kizzy.

Wicked indeed o

donkizzydaboss:
Yah ahjumma

I'm not ahjumma o. I'm a little kid

donkizzydaboss:
Kizzykeziah!!! Started readin dis piece yesterday and i couldnt stop till i finshed readin ..........great story u have u ,currently followin marital vices

Kumao......thanks. I hope to see your comment on marital vice too soon. Lemme see how I'm faring on that one

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"Tomi, is it the second turning on the right or first?" Deola's mother asked her niece who was accompanying her to the naming ceremony.

"I think it's the first. I remember the other time we came here for Niyi's naming ceremony and there was this airtime vender at the first turning. Our cab took a turn there so I'm sort of sure that it's the first turning," Tomi explained to her aunt and looked out the window as they approached their destination.

"Alright then. You take the first turning when we get there," she told the chauffeur who took a few quick turns before they finally arrived outside her daughters'.

The car was pulled to a halt outside the fence of the compound and both of them alighted. Tomi went to the trunk and got out the bags they had there. Her aunt had stuffed three boxes with things for the new born and mother. That wasn't withstanding that Uncle Tumise had called her not to bother since he'd already given his kid sister enough money to get whatever she wished to have. But then, mummy had refused to come to her daughters' empty handed. No mother does that, she had said.

"Are they starting earlier? Didn't your sister say the ceremony was starting four p.m. or are we the ones coming late?" Tomi heard her aunt say and looked up into the compound to see the rented canopy with a group of people seated under like they were having a meeting. Maybe they were indeed starting early, she conceded.

They both walked into the compound with Tomi and the chauffeur with the luggage. Deola's mum noticed as she proceeded that the gathering was without a pastor who officiated such occasions and began to wonder what was going on. Moreover, it looked more like a family meeting than a naming ceremony.
"I wonder what happened," she said to herself and walked on to them alongside Tomi and the chauffeur.

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Seyi watched his mother as she shook her legs restlessly. She had been that way for over an hour, swearing to rain brimstone on his brothers' house. That had been her countenance since the previous week when their dad had told the family of Tolu's call to inform them of his wife's birth of a bouncing baby girl. Their mother had gone savage then, ranting and puffing. She was not hiding her anger to say the least. It had taken the intervention of her elder brother, Alhaji Usman to prevent her from storming to Lagos from their home at Abeokuta. He had promised to take charge of it all. He had after all being the one responsible for the education of all four sons she had, so she listened to him and waited till the day of the naming ceremony before leaving home by five a.m. just to meet up her 'grand arrangement'. It had cost him not taking his bath properly and using a stick to clean his teeth in the bus just to catch up with her. As for their dad, she had asked him to go to hell. He was just a quiescent fool as it was, she had said when she got the news. Nearly tearing up his clothes because she felt he had been in on it with his son. To make Deola have another child and look pitiful again, but she wasn't buying that this time around and would ensure she got the witch out of her son's life finally.

"Ode.....fool!" Seyi could hear her hiss loudly now as his brother walked up to them under the canopy where they were all seated.

"Why didn't you tell her we were coming earlier? Alhaji said he had called you over to his place two days ago to inform your wife that she would be the centre of this gathering today, isn't it?" An uncle of Tolu observed as Tolu took his seat on one of the white plastic chairs.

Tolu nodded and said nothing which did just great to fuel his mother's anger who got up from her seat beside her brother,
"Did you also tell her you are going to start another family and the lady in question is pregnant already?!" She shouted at her son who was shocked by his mum's statement. He was about to exclaim 'what?!' but was beaten to it by someone else. He glanced up and saw it was Deola's mother. Cursing under his breath and wishing everything will stand still, he said a quick prayer,
"God help me," he muttered slowly.

Chapter four

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Deola paced the bedroom with her arms across her bosom. She breathed in rapidly from time to time and paused in her steps at times. Her unsettledness was beginning to get her friend, Chris worried.
"Deola, come on, sit," Chris entreated her tapping the bed space beside her.

"Chris, you really expect me to sit with all these madness their shameless family is displaying. Are you kidding me?" Deola said not changing her movements.

"Pacing is not changing anything. You need to calm down," Tina insisted.

Deola sighed and finally sat with her head buried in her palms and her feet tapping restlessly,
"Chris, I can't calm down. Everything Tolu kept rambling about is finally becoming reality. The whole family is obviously against me and they don't give a freaking damn whether I just went through caesarean section to have this child," she pointed at the newborn who was staring up at the ceiling and rolling over in the shawl she was wrapped in from time to time.

"They can't do anything. His mother will just shout and shout. Tolu won't kick you out as she has been yelling since she got here," Chris kept reassuring her tense friend. She now wished Deola's mother would show up as well as her oldest brother and come clear all these up.

"You think so? They've got guts to come here on my baby's naming ceremony to pledge their dislike for me. Can you believe she said my baby's birth is a mistake she wished she had put a stop to had she known I had been pregnant? Did she plan on killing me or getting rid of my child?" Deola exclaimed her disbelief.

Just then, they heard a knock on the door of the bedroom and Chris got up to check who it was.
"What is it? Have they ended the meeting?" Chris asked the young man who was Tolu's cousin, impatiently.

"Not really. They want to give the baby the family's ritual tribal mark on first daughters before the ceremony. So I was told to ask Deola to bring her out," he told her peeking in to check Deola who had stood up from the bed.

"Okay. I will tell her," Chris told him and shut the door behind him. She turned to see her friend already carrying her baby, " Hey, did you hear just now?" She asked thinking Deola was going out with the baby bit was surprised when her friend threw the baby on her back and reached for a couple of cloths to hold her firm there.

"Let their family's head come here to tell me some dumb rubbish. I would then show them that I might be looking like a dumb girl but I have got real madness in me. Family tribal mark, my foot! Idiots!" She hissed loudly and knotted the wrapper tighter. She had changed her clothing earlier into jeans and t-shirt when the whole fracas had began and was now ready to show them hell if they came close to her. Her mother there on time or not.

Chris sighed and rested against the wall. Now, she had ran out of words to say to her friend. Deola was really no longer a kid to be tossed aside whenever.

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jezuzboi:
Wasn't on-line yesterday, so I carry it over to today;
HAPPY BIRTHDAY
BTW; story going great.

Kumao for the birthday wish. Thanks, sir.

LarrySun:
Happy birthday in arrears, Kizzykeziah. Many years in abundant glory and prosperity. God bless you, ma'am.
Nice story you're writing. I love the originality. It's a plausible story; it happens a lot in this part of the world.
That scene where Tolu's mother was telling her husband that she would not tend to him if mosquitoes bit his bald head and he began running malaria; that scene really cracked me up. So hilarious!
I came across a place where you used the word 'phantom' instead of 'fathom'.
Keep up the good work. You're doing great.

Amen to the prayer and thanks for the birthday wish.
Lemme go and look for the mistake now.

And thank you again for the comment. Really got me motivated. Merci Bouqui, monsieur

Happy birthday thronekid,
I wish you all the best things you could ever imagine for yourself as you add another year to your royal life.
And you won't just be the kid on the throne any longer, you would be the king that owns the throne. Happy birthday.
#aprilbabiesrock

kaboninc:
Lol!

Thursdays are 'unexplosive'?

Well, tonight, you should have a beautiful sleep to compensate for the 'dull' day!

I actually had a really great sleep. Compensating enough like magic

harjibolar10:
Yes, I had always know yesterday to be your birthday, but I just don't know what happen to me this days, I do forget something easily... That's my problem anyways
HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIZZYKEZIAH, WISH YOU MANY HAPPY RETURNS LONG LIFE AND PROSPERITY in arrears.. .. I'm sorry thou

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The Yoruba people said "ti obinrin ko ba dan Ile oko meji wo, ko ni MO eyi to daa ni be" for record, it means : if a lady does not have two matrimonial experience, she wont know which one is better or sweeter, that's for Mama tolu, if she doesn't test another daughter inlaw, she wont know how good Deola is for her son.
For kay, God is watching him in 7D
Once again, happy birthday and I'm sorry it came late

Thou art forgiven for forgetting moi birthday and it's not coming in too late.

I didn't know you were a proverb master, lol. Well you are getting the whole story sense and God is actually watching Kay in 500D.

Mayorblaze:
two sentence mail upon all the revenue we are generating for him.... Humm s.e.u.n you can do more


Amen to yah birthday wish

He dey try na but he didn't try too. The profits are more important but at least I'm happy on my 'baiday' so he's humbly forgiven, lol.

kaboninc:
Happy Birthday!

Hope you had an explosive day today?

Thanks and it was seriously 'unexplosive'. Just typical Thursday . Few calls and that's all.

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Mrs. Ayanlola stood by the louvre window and looked out into the night sky. It was seemingly clearer that night with more stars twinkling brightly and threatening to explode in the milky way, she thought to herself.

But that wasn't her present source of concern. She was worried about her son. He had so headily gotten himself into a huge problem and it was all thanks to that witch he had for a wife. She hated every single thought about Adeola, his wife who she was told and believed too had bewitched her son and caged him in Lagos. The exact reason she was against his marriage to a 'sophisticated bride' as she termed her. But no, Tolulope would not listen and would rather live in the illusion of being in love than face reality. The girl was no good for him. Would only succeed in taking her child away from her.

But she had just been handed her weapon in form of a priceless gift that afternoon. Her gift in form of a dazzling female. Lydia, she recollected her name and smiled. Why hadn't she come sooner? All through the months she had shut herself in, sad about her son's withdrawal from her.
But her coming now was also just as perfect. She would finally have her own daughter in law. One backed by her. And not the sophisticated witch Tolu called a wife. Even if she hadn't known Lydia right from the onset, she was ready to be her post and pillar against Deola. She would frustrate the stupid girl out of her son's life.

She had been way overjoyed when she told her of her relationship with Tolu and had believed her earnestly when Seyi also told her it was Kayode, Tolu's friend that dropped her off. She couldn't be lying and moreover she had a great talent in sniffing out liars though her judgment could be clouded because of the strong dislike she harbored against Deola but she was definitely going to use this sword really well.

"Adeola is going out of that house," she said loudly.

"What is it now? Are you not worn out yet? Tolu isn't coming here again because of your constant troubles and you still choose to disturb the little peace we have here," her husband answered from the balcony where he was seated which the louvre window his wife was standing looked down into.

Tolu's mum hissed, "If mosquitoes bite your bald head and you start shaking from malaria, just don't bother my life then," she told him and began shutting the louvre blades.

"You like trouble too much, this woman," he remarked and slapped his palm across his ear to get rid of an anopheles that was threatening his blood vessels in the open air.

"You just sit there, kill mosquitoes for the rest of your life while I get creative on how to help my son," she yelled at him and turned into the rooms.

Her husband called after her, "Did he ask for that help, eh?" He yelled back but only got a slam of the bedroom door as his reply.

Mayorblaze:
You mean today is your birthday and Seun no do anything to celebrate it for you?

Anyway happy birthday keziah...

U will last like olumo rock

Oga Seun sent me a two sentenced mail. He tried big time na.

I want to last than olumo rock o, lol. Thanks anyway.

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Deola watched Tolu as he focused most of his attention on the laptop screen, taking note of Niyi once a while.

'If I ask him, it would look like I'm suspecting him or something. Let me just let it be,' she said in her subconscious but heard a countering voice shut her up,

'And you would just make him think he can get away. You should stop being stupid and ask him who the lady was,"

The inner bickering continued for a while before she finally succumbed,
"Let's just ask," she said to herself.

Tolu looked up at her thinking she was addressing him, "You talking to me?" He asked her.

"No, but I also wanted to ask you something else," she told him and went to sit on the sofa directly opposite him ensuring she got an eye contact with him.

"What's that?" He looked back down almost immediately and prayed she hadn't figured him out. He was still yet to get a call from Tayo to help him out and couldn't think of anything to say to her in case she found him out.

"Okay. Well, our neighbor, said some lady came here and was disturbing the compound. I wasn't sure if she was here to see me or you so I told her that I'd ask you when you got back. Did any lady come here looking for me?" Deola asked him, carefully framing her question to avoid him suspecting she was thinking of something else.

"No. Not at all," Tolu shook his head not taking his eyes off the screen. He was scared she might find him out if he looked at her so he acted indifferently. And who the hoot was the neighbor that was keeping watch on him? He thought to himself biting his lip.

"I also told her she was wrong. I was right, huh?" Deola asked to clarify further.

"Of course. And when did you say you were set for delivery?" Tolu changed the topic feeling uncomfortable lying to her face.

"Two to three weeks."

"Okay then. I would need to give this living room a new face," he nodded at her and smiled.

Deola watched him closely and could read from his face that something was not right. He was certainly not ready to share, so she would just let it play itself out like a movie.

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adegwurulez:
He's only protecting his interest. if you were him, i'm sure you wont be seeing it this way.

Hmmm, you're probably right. Protect your personal interest only.

Thank God I'm not him

D9ty7:
What else can I wish for someone who have it all? You are happy, you write the best around here, you are a model to other intending writers around here... Name it. You just have it all. But I will just wish you long life and prosperities. I also tabled a proposal to God to make you bigger. It will approved before you know it.
Happy birthday k.

I didn't think I had a percent of these. When there a a whole lot of 'gurus' around.

Thank you so so much. And a big Amen to the prayer.