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harjibolar10:
That's touch ing mehn
How I wish I have a big brother too .. ..

Hehehe

I sat back today and discovered I didn't give this story, which is my first completed writing, any dedication so I'm going to do that now.

Eothen is hereby dedicated to my late grandfather who made me realize a part of me that wants to write thanks to his mountainous collection of books. So thank you, papa.

And also to my big brother. Many thanks to him, I found enough courage to click my first submit button on nairaland. Even through the distance it felt like you were right beside me. Scolding and of course, supporting. So you rock, Demola .

Just to remind you guys that I need your votes here as best newcomer of the month.
https://www.nairaland.com/1804027/free-n5000-writer-here-every/61

So if you think I deserve best newcomer of the month. Just do me the favour of voting. Thanks in advance

LarrySun:
Wow! Me on TV? You're an awesome lady, Kizzykeziah! And a brilliant writer, too. God bless you, ma'am. We'll both be successful in what we do.

Yes, you should appear on TV
And big Amen to that also. Just ride on.....

I had to exclaim 'JESUS!' @ the last update. I'm wondering how comfortable it felt to type that but that again simply registers your dexterity.

And Falcon turning out to have really been a terrible guy and Stella going MIA is just bad enough.

jezuzboi:
Funny . The name has always been in use. Ask any angel. Lol

I'd definitely ask the next angel I meet

Uthman51:

I hope you don't mind taking the shades off

folake25:
I hope frônt seat is still available for me o. Cos i no wan miss anything. Thanks for the mention kizzy

Front seat is definitely available for you

tescoleps:
Nice storyline.... Following.

Thanks, ma'am and the storyline is just as real as it gets

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" Mummy, don't worry so much. We would come to see you very soon," Deola promised not giving an exact date to her mother and finally hung up.

" Phew, that is why I don't call. Only if Tolu could be a little less strange and allow me ask him if I could go see my mum," she said to herself and put away the phone on the bedside locker. She tuck her son in and lay on the bed waiting for her husband to come home. He didn't say anything about where he was going or when he would be back and she was beginning to wonder if he was indeed beginning to change into the typical Nigerian husband who sheds his skin after marriage. She was still thinking when she fell asleep and didn't wake until almost one a.m. when she was roused by Tolu's hard knocks on the door.

Deola jumped off the bed and went to open the door for her husband who hissed as soon as she opened the door,

" Did you plan on locking me out or what?!" He shouted at her as she stepped out of his way, unable to take the alcohol stench steaming from his breath.

" Tolu, have you been drinking?" She had to ask again. Here was a man who once told her he thought all those who consumed alcohol heavily were irresponsible and didn't deserve good. What message was he now trying to get across to her by getting himself in that class, she thought.

Tolu sneered, " Why? Are you surprised?" He said and went into the toilet spending what seemed like forever in there.

" Tolu, we need to talk," she told him simply and stood in his way with her arms akimbo.

" I need to sleep so move out of my way," Tolu waved her away but she only stood straight in front of him.

" I'm not moving anywhere, Tolu. You are changing and I can't place why. Something is terribly wrong and you are not letting me on it. Why am I your wife if you are going to keep anything from me? For God's sake, I took up the responsibility of this family when you lost your job and you plan on paying me like this....." She said to him trying to stir up some kind of emotion in him but only got cut off,

" And whose fault was it that I had lost my job in the first place!" He barked at her taking her aback,

" What?!" Deola exclaimed.
" You want to take credit for a little favor you claim to have done for me but my eyes are getting clearer now. Because of you, the whole family is against me and you still have guts to act crybaby each day I get back, eh? Well Adeola, I am sick and tired of all these so move out of my way," he stated and pushed her aside roughly walking straight into the other bedroom which served as the visitor's room to sleep. He wasn't ready to get 'weak' again because of her. Kay's advice seemed like the best option he could take now, he told himself.

Adeola couldn't believe her ears. She wasn't sure what they had been feeding her husband outside that house but it was definitely working on him. At least, it was beginning to have an epic effect in putting them apart.

stuff46:
lemme register my presence here first. Would come back later when am less busy to read. Skimpledawg and onemansquad, d9ty7, uthman51, kenwins, suxxman. I think you should try this.

You're bringing your 'crew' along. Thank you for the presence registry

Missmossy:
Tolu isn't a complete man at all, i just pity Deola and her baby. His mother such a pain in the neck, what could be her reason for this? If only she has a reason!


Beautiful piece Kizzykeziah, following

I was also always wondering why the woman was such a pain in the neck . Anyway, thanks for following

Kunzu:
Love d story
#waiting for d next update

Thanks and I've updated

Tina tapped on the front door again and brought out her phone ready to call Deola if she didn't come open the door. She was probably at work but it was almost five p.m. and she should at least be around. Scrolling through her phone, she dialed Deola's number only for her friend to show up from the back of the house holding a bucket with her son running in unstable steps after her.

" Seriously, Deola. What's up?" Tina asked her friend who exclaimed on sighting her,

" Chris! Wow, when did you get back from Abuja?" Deola threw her a hug and held her close for some seconds before letting her go.

" On Saturday. I thought I would check on my friend after resting for three days," Tina told her as she caught the boy and had to remark his resemblance to his father, " This one is Tolu jnr. original. Another would be a counterfeit," she remarked as they both walked into the house.

" Abi o," Deola said and dropped the bucket in front of the bathroom which was adjacent to the living room.

" I thought I won't meet you. Thought you would be at work at this time," Tina observed putting Niyi down and sitting.

" I don't work. Tolu asked me to stop after I got pregnant and he has a good job now. So..." Deola shrugged and also sat.

" So you are pregnant now," Tina took a quick look at her friend's tummy and had to open her mouth," .... just how old is this one?" She asked pointing at Niyi who had climbed up to his mum and put his head on her tummy.

" He would be two in August which is six months from now and I hope to have delivered by then. And don't mind the tummy, it won't show till I'm probably seven months," Deola told her friend who shook her head,

" Just when I'm getting preparing to get married, my friend wants to have a second child. Nawa o," Tina laughed.

" So how has Abuja been? Any minister's son to marry?" Deola got up to get a drink for Tina from the refrigerator by the dining table.

" They plenty o. I'm hooking one up soon, only that he is no minister's son. We are going to fix the wedding date soon. For now, I'm here in Lagos. Yours truly," Tina took the glass from Deola and poured the fruit juice in the glass herself.

" Hope nothing happened to your job," Deola asked as she heard Chris's last statement.

" Nope. I only got transferred to the head office in Ajah. And since you stay here in Ikoyi, I could try checking on you once a while," Tina sipped slowly and smiled.

" That would be great then," Deola stood beside her smiling. She could finally have her friend close by and confide in her, she thought.

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Christina stared blankly at the television without her mind being there. She had been reminiscing on her discussion with Deola earlier. Her friend didn't seem happy after all and the happy image she had put in her head all this while was only a facade.

" God, I can't believe this is happening so soon, " Tina said to herself as she punched her fist in her palm, " I should have warned Deola earlier but how could I even do that?" She continued her soliloquy in regret.
She was pregnant for him already and telling her his mother was a freak would do little to prevent the union. Deola was a blind bride apparently and could only see the tricky fact that Tolu cared about her but in reality, he was only a mummy's boy who would be able to do nothing whenever his mum calls the shot.

Now it was beginning already. Ever since she had overhead the conversation at the wedding when Tolu's mum was scolding him for pulling through with the wedding, she had been feeling this surge of guilt within her for not telling Adeola. She felt like some evil friend especially now events would definitely begin to unfold.

Christina shrugged and stood up, " Deola would just have to live with it anyways. I will only pray she figures how to deal with it," she said to herself in hope.
She could only stay around for Deola now. That much she could manage as her friend, she thought and went to turn off the t.v. before leaving to sleep.

Chapter two


" Tolu! Tolu!!" Kay hailed his friend as he saw him approach.

" Kay! Kay!!" Tolu also retorted in the same manner and went to shake his outstretched hand.

" Guy, how far?" Kay gestured his friend to sit beside him. He then beckoned on one of the waiters of the open bar which was situated not far from his house and where he spent sixty percent of his free time, " Let him take your order," Kay looked back at his friend as the young waiter stood beside them waiting for their order.

" Just malt would be fine for now," Tolu told the young waiter who was a little surprised. He knew the other guy and was very sure he always consumed alcohol heavily so he wondered how they could be friends. They probably had something else in common. He had barely made the conclusion when he heard the other guy hiss, " Chuks, abeg bring three bottles of big stout for me. I would make do with that for now," he told him and waved him off. Chuks took a quick bow and left to get their drinks.

" So why have you been looking like ghost since?" Kay asked his friend who he had observed to be a little absentminded.

" Me, ghost? You are seeing things," Tolu shook him off and sat back in the white plastic chair.

" Why else would you have this kind of expression?" Kay said making a mock imitation of Tolu's expression.

Tolu had to laugh, " Crazy guy. I knew you would figure me out in no time. It's mummy again jare. And with the way things are going, Kay, I think mummy is going to win me anyhow," Tolu admitted and sat up to help Chris with the bottles as he arrived with the drinks.

" What is the problem exactly?" Kay asked him getting concerned and taking a straw for the first bottle of beer he took as Chris opened it up.

Tolu shook his head, " Mummy has asked me to kick Deola out and she said she would never let me have peace until I do so," he told his friend.

They had met in the university and since he was a smarter guy in the department, he had always been Kay's major support through academics at the university. They had different places where they fitted making him closer to Kay than Tayo, his childhood friend. Moreover, Tayo was always too serious and blunt whenever he confided in him. He had been one of the main reasons he had married Deola since Tayo helped him defy the odds and shut his eyes from his mother. Tayo was the brain behind the marriage he found himself in now and had convinced him beyond every doubt that he was in love with Deola and should marry her. He had said she was too important and he shouldn't allow her to just bypass him. Well, he was happy that he followed Tayo's advice in the first few months but at that very minute, he knew he was beginning to change his mind. One thing he always hated to imagine all his life was finding himself stuck between his mother and wife and not knowing who to choose but that was the exact situation he was in at the moment. Now he wished he had thought a little more carefully about his mum's reaction to his relationship with Deola right from the beginning.

" Hmm," Kay finally broke the silence, " And you are confused, abi?" He asked again.

" What do you expect? It's not like I can just throw her out like that. When did we just marry?" Tolu took the bottle of malt and put a straw in.

" Why can't you throw her out?" Kay threw back making Tolu raise and eyebrow,

" What?" He had to ask unsure he heard right.

" You see, Tolu. The thing is as easy as it can be. Your mother must have seen something in that your wife before insisting. A lady can't be that pretty and not have some evil spirits around her. Yes, Tolu. Maybe mummy went for a consultation and was told that Deola possesses witchcraft. For crying out loud, you lost your big job just months after the wedding and only got employed recently. Look here, your mother is looking out for you and it is better you listen to her. That is my own." Kay finished and reached for the opener to open the second beer bottle. Tolu just looked at him trying to comprehend his statements. Kay could be right after all, he found himself thinking. He might just be a victim of his wife's skilled art of witchcraft and his mum could only be looking out for him. But he wondered why his mum couldn't have given him this reason in front of the family.
Maybe Deola was some sort of high rise possessed witch who could overpower his mum's hold on his life and he needed to untie himself from her sooner than later. Tolu found himself thinking of incomprehensible things at that point and turned to his friend again for advice on how to go about it.

" You won't be able to just throw her out like that. First step is to push her to the wall and make her leave by herself when she realizes you have set yourself free from her talisman. You know I was never party to early marriage and I don't even know how Tayo convinced you to go and sign at twenty-six," Kay shook his head.
He was just giving his friend what he thought was an advice but was mostly because of the sort of life he led. He belonged to the school of thought that a woman was only there as an object on display and she shouldn't be an important part of any man's life. He was an addicted client of strumpets and didn't see one good reason his friend had gotten married. He ought to be a free man except of course he was held by a witch.

Akposb:
Nice ending to a good story.

No matter the feel good factor I think it clearly depicts the struggles that man go through everyday. A lesson is the fact that until you grow up to know yourself and what you want You will keep flouting rather than walking.

I like this. Thanks

kitnah:
Aww,even without an invitation,thanks gf
Thanks for reading ma

My pleasure, bae

Hi everyone, so I saw that I got nominated for best newcomer of April and I'm thinking, the next thing I need is votes so here's the link. https://www.nairaland.com/1804027/free-n5000-writer-here-every/59#1804027.1909
You can just drop by, check the rules and just vote .

Lots of love to y'all and the link to the story I just started is this,
https://www.nairaland.com/2231814/marital-vices-when-love-goes#2231814.7

Alright, so ayam here now and would try catching up this night.
Well done so far

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The little boy rolled over in the bed he occupied probably expecting his mum to be there but only fell off the six feet bed on to the rugged floor. He began to wail as he felt his head hurt and no one was there to comfort him,
" Mummy....Mummy.....," he kept crying as he staggered up and went to the door. His hand couldn't reach the handle which he kept trying to reach to no avail. Seeing he was stuck in the bedroom and his mum was not coming for him, he sat there on the floor and cried more.

" Oh my baby," Deola said as she opened the door to the bedroom on finally hearing Niyi crying. She had been outside spreading clothes on the cloth line and didn't hear a thing.
Maybe because her mind wasn't anywhere in the right place. She picked him up and patted his back gently, shooing him into silence as his sobs died down.

" I still have cloths to wash and plenty things to do so you would keep quiet now and be a really good boy, mhmm?" She told him and put him on her back, reaching for a wrapper on the bed and holding him fast to her back with the wrapper.

She heard her phone ringing in the living room. Hurrying, she went to get the call which happened to come from her big brother in France. Smiling to herself, she answered, " Hello, I thought you had forgotten your only sister," she said into the phone and heard a short laughter at the other end.

Him calling was just great and now she could tell him how unhappy she had been the past few days. He was her closest sibling of the three of them mostly because he was next in line to her being the second born and she the third.

The last born was Tobi who was much younger than her and had made her treat him like a kid anytime he tried to claim being a male could make him dominate over her even with the seven-year gap between them.
But, Tumise was her favorite among her brothers not that she exactly had a favorite, just that he had always been there, notwithstanding the distance. Now she was going to ask him to scold his brother in-law big time for making her cry a lot. Little did she know that her ocean of tears was about to experience a real tsunami sooner than later.

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Deola watched the clock hands tick away slowly. It was moving like some deformed snail or something. She angrily got off the bed and went into the living room.
When was Tolu going to come home now? It was almost twelve a.m already and there was still no trace of her dear husband. Did he have an accident on the way or what? Her pessimistic intuitions began to surface now. He probably got kidnapped or something, she thought as she paced around the living room.

" I should go out after him," she finally said to herself and went to get her flat slippers to go out and search for her husband.

Just as she was about to pull the front door open without exactly having a destination in mind, she saw the lights from the headlamps of Tolu's car reflect on the wall of the living room,
" Thank God, " she muttered and unlocked the door but didn't go out. She would rather wait for him to come explain whatever had happened so she went to sit on the three seat leather sofa and waited for him to walk in.

" Tolu, what happened?" Deola asked immediately her husband walked in.

Tolu was an average heighted dark-skinned young man of twenty nine years and was usually skinny but beefing up thanks to his wife's great cooking skills and her never missing to serve him three meals a day even when he had lost his job three months after the wedding but only recently got another job with a steel rolling company as marketing manager. He looked at his wife who was wearing a worried look. If only she knew what was going on within him right that minute, he stared at her and said nothing to her question.

" Tolu, you really won't talk to me now. I couldn't sleep all this time thinking you had gotten kidnapped or had an accident. I was already going out to look for you anywhere but... ," Deola had already burst into tears seeing his indifferent look.

Tolu sighed. One thing that made him seemingly weak was making her cry and it looked like he was going to do that for much longer. He glanced at the dining table where Deola had had his dinner set and hesitated, turning away to their bedroom of the two bedroom flat they occupied.

" Tolu! What is going on that you can't tell me, eh?" Deola called after him but he simply walked on and into the bedroom. He could hear her sobs as she sank into the sofa. He couldn't do it after all. Kick her out, that is.

Deola watched him walk off and became more worried. This had been on for three days now and she really didn't understand anymore. They hadn't even had their second year anniversary yet and this was already happening,

" Tolu, what is going.... on?" She muttered slowly and clutched a pillow to her chest.

Chapter one

Tolu held the steering wheel fast as he tried to stay in control. He was on a bridge and had to focus on driving. Now wasn't the time to recall the family's verdict to him. He had to focus on driving.

'Adeola is not your wife, Tolulope. Listen clearly, the next time I'm at your house and I meet her there, Tolu you will regret that you defied me. You have defied me once when you married her then but I let it go because she was six months pregnant already. But now, Tolu you will show her the way to her mother. I have said my own," those had been his mother's exact words to him right in front if the whole extended family in what they had termed an emergency meeting. He still couldn't believe his dad had just watched her rant on, unable to keep her in a noose.
And what had left him most confounded was that he couldn't exactly pin one offence of Adeola's to his mother. She had been a great wife all the while and he really loved her. So what would he tell to her now that would happen. His mum didn't like her? The family had made a decision? Or he had simply lost it? As it was he couldn't think clearly and couldn't dare taking a step he would regret all his life.

Didn't his mum go to church or was she just running on cheap drugs? He was wondering why the only thing his mother could want from him was to kick his wife out. What about their son and the unborn child too? He couldn't even mention that Deola was pregnant in that gathering. They had made up their mind already and so had he. He stepped on the accelerator and breathed out, his mind in a thousand places.

Wow, I didn't really expect a nomination now and it really means a whole lot to me.

Thanks a million times for the nomination.

adegwurulez:
Just pulling your legs. I knew it was a compliment.
About the prayer, we'll appoint jezuzboi as the prayer coordinator.
Typing...

Jezuzboi should be able to put his name to use now, lol.