seunviju: This Deji guy will never know the worth of what he has until he loses it,he is a chameleon.Well done dear

That's just it. Deji can never know the worth of what he's losing, and yes, he's a chameleon..Thanks for following still *smiles*

Aipete2: Ehya but deji oh, God will judge oh hmmmmm

Ameeeennnn!!!

OHaddy: am nt surprise abt deji attitude, a leopard cant change its skin.

hmmm...that's true. He's naturally a born heart breaker..

Weekend came by fast, and I travelled down to Ibadan. I met my aunty Yemi at home which came as a surprise. She even insisted on speaking with Deji which didn't come to me as a surprise. After so much persuasion from her, I succumbed and dialled Deji's number. She was kind of excited to speak with him, and I couldn't help but wonder why. She even told him she had seen his photos, and in her words "he's a dashing young man." I was embarrassed, but what could I have done? That's the typical aunty Yemi.

My mother was also very excited to see me. She informed me that she had involved the top decision makers in our family about my pregnancy. All she needed was to meet with Deji, and they'd chose the same day to tell my dad.

Home was very exciting for me. My best friend came by, and made it worthwhile. Still, my mind kept drifting back to Deji. He had been out of reach since my aunt spoke with him, and he chose to keep me in the dark about his movements. I was worried, I couldn't wait to get back to Akure to find out the problem.

I got to Akure on sunday evening, and tried his number as usual, and it was still turned off. I sent him a message through BBM and Whatsapp, it still didn't get delivered. After a while, I stopped trying every means, and I sent him an SMS informing him I was back.
Surprisingly, the SMS got delivered. He didn't call me, I didn't call him too. But I knew instantly something was up.

"Bimbo." Sade picked up a throw pillow, and tossed at me. "I've not seen Deji since you got back, what happened?"

Its been officially four days since I got back, and still I've had no contact with Deji.

"I don't know too. His number has not been reachable." I replied.

"Have you gone to his house?"

"Nope. Why should I? When he wants to see me, he'll call me. Besides I don't want to catch him unawares, so my eyes won't see things I'm not meant to see."

"Oh." She said, understanding showing on her face. "I get."
My ringing phone startled the both of us. It was Deji.

"Hey. What's up?" I said, sounding as pleasant as possible.

"I'm good dear." He replied. "I got your text. Can we see today?"

"Sure. I'm in my house."

We decided on a suitable time, and I hung up.

Sade left the house shortly after, with Deji coming in as if on cue.

"Babe." He greeted, hugging me. "I'm sorry I haven't been able to reach you."

"No worries." I said. Dismissing him.

"What can I offer you?"
He stopped me by pulling me back with his free hand.

"We need to talk."

"Okay. Go on." I replied. Settling down on the couch.

"Its about us. I saw your text, and I got kind of confused, so I felt I should clear the air on what we have going on." He adjusted his sitting position and looked me in the eye.

" Bimbo, I see you more as a sister than anything. I treat you like I'll treat my sister, and I love you like my sister. So please, don't try to misinterprete what's going on with us. I don't have any feelings for you. I don't love you the way you think. Its just a misunderstanding."

I was stunned.

Mj45: My special girl, AudreyTimms, we meet again.
U are right. Very unfortunate there are a zillion ladies who really don't know that what dy want is exactly what dy DO NOT need. Insecurity has many "shades". Guess Deji is Bimbo's weakness which I prefer to call "stupidity". There isn't really anything like a weakness. What we call weaknesses in life are rather our stupidities- when we see PITS before us but choose to continue on such paths with our palms over our eyes hoping d pit would disappear when we get there, when there is a good path just staring @ us but which of course we usually choose to ignore. Anyways, I think women are more to these "stupidities" than men. Just my opinion though. This Bimbo gal annoys d hell out of me but then that's what makes MidieMeliss a good writer like u- the Ability to make ur readers fume, rage, smile, whoop, cry over characters on d pages of a book.
Hi 'Meliss, permit me to call u that, good work.

Thank you so much sir. I'm honoured. *curtsies*

AudreyTimms: My dear, you don't have to explain yourself to anyone. Who no wan read again, make e carry e ghana must go dey go! It's not by force!

A lot of people just refuse to face reality. There are like a thousand and one Bimbos out there. Girls who keep going back to one useless guy again and again due to one reason or the other.

I'm actually enjoying the story. Even if it's just fiction, it has a ring of reality to it.

So please ride on, dear!

Thank you so much for following ma'am. It means so much. E shey..

seunviju: Dis Bimbola sef,shey na love no make am see wella wey she just dey behave like mugu,shiooooor

I started working on this story about two months back. While at it, I met a young woman, (even younger than myself) in these shoes. She kept going back to her vomit. When I finally got the chance to move close to her and ask her exactly what's making her go back to a man who doesn't deserve you. She said. "I'm carrying his child. I can't afford to have a fatherless baby." It was then it struck me that some women are in too deep in terrible situations because they yearn so much for acceptance. They want to be loved. They want someone to call the father of her child. Above all, they don't want individuals to judge them based on the paternity of their children. You'll understand better when I get to that point.

I think bimbo is a victim of this too.

Thank you for being a loyal follower. *huggs*

chilordson: wat a messed up story nt inrested any more

My dear, not all stories have predictable nature. You win some, you loose some. As a matter of fact, the twist I added were from real life scenerios. Even worse than I've painted it. I'm not writing this 'cause I want to improve my writing skills, but because I want us all to learn. Still, I'm glad you followed up to this level. Thank you.

Aipete2: Please tell me whats wrong with the guy

I think his brain is filled with saw dust jare..don't you think?

OHaddy: I dnt trust deji at all, people dnt just change over 9t. Bimbo beta dnt let down your guard.

I also don't trust him too. But I think bimbo is quiet the emotional character. She allows her emotions make decisions for her, don't you think? Thanks for following too.

CHAPTER FIVE

The week flew by quickly, but the words Deji spoke the last time we saw never left my mind.

"No one can force me into marriage?" I repeated, this time to myself.

I was so deeply engrossed in these thoughts, I did not notice my phone ringing.

"Bimbo." Sade called sternly. "Didn't you hear you phone ring? Anyway, take, mumsy wants to speak with you."

Apparently, my mum had called severally, but I didn't pick as I had been engrossed in thoughts about Deji.

"Oh. Thanks." I smiled my appreciation.

"Hello ma." I spoke into the phone. "How are you?"

"Bimbo. Are you fine? Are you healthy? Why haven't you come home all these while. You know I don't like you been away too long especially in that condition of yours."

"Mummy, I'm so sorry. I got caught up in some things."
"The reason I called you is pertaining to this pregnancy. I think we had better tell your father now. This is october already, and he should be home any moment. I don't want him meeting any surprises." She sounded distressed now.

We had not told my dad as my mother wanted to make sure the necessary things were in place, and I must admit, I was a little scared about the outcome if I told him. I couldn't face him or speak with him over the phone. I was just too scared.

"Hmmmm." I said. "I'll be home by tomorrow ma."

"Now bimbola, you tell that young man I'll like to see him here in ibadan on sunday. We'll all have lunch together."

It was an order. I didn't have a say. I just knew I had to comply.
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I waited for deji to come by my place in the evening, which he did. One of his friends had his engagement on that fateful day which was a friday. He came by all decked in the "aso ebi" the friends had chosen for the occassion. He looked resplendent.

"My mum wants to meet with you." I said as soon as he sat.

"Okay. When?"

"Sunday." I said, treading carefully as I wasn't sure what his reaction will be.

"That's a short notice. Sunday is just two days from now, and my parents aren't around too. Maybe I can reschedule. " He said. "Can I speak with her over the phone?" He asked.

"Yes you can."

I began dialling her number, and she picked on the second ring.

"Hello Bimbola." She said.

"Its me Adedeji ma." He glanced at me. "Good Evening ma."

"Oh, so you're the guy who didn't want to own up to my child's pregnancy?" She spoke angrily. "What do you have to say to defend yourself?"

I was listening in on their conversation, so I heard all there was to be heard.

"I'm so sorry ma. She said you asked me to come this sunday ma, and I was wondering if I could reschedule, as my parents are not around at the moment."

"Okay. "

They both discussed on the next available date, and picked the second week in November.
I really hoped Deji wasn't planning something else up on his sleeves, as his actions were starting to look suspicious.

The next morning was filled with renewed hope for me. I met with deji's eldest sister Adekunbi. She was such a jovial and friendly person. Deji's parents were out of Nigeria, so I didn't get the opportunity of meeting them sooner than I expected. Sister Kunbi was really nice to me. She insisted I must take breakfast to work. She even joked about making Amala for me to eat!

I was happy. Things were looking positive.

"Have you registered for ante natal clinic?" She asked.

"Yes ma. " Came my reply, but in Ibadan.

"You must register here in Akure oo.
She turned to face Deji fully. "Has she met Tunji?" She asked.

"Yes, she has."

I was wondering who the tunji was. Then I suddenly remembered he was the doctor that first confirmed the pregnancy.

I smiled, and nodded towards sister Kunbi.

"Yes I have ma." I said, smiling again. "He even confirmed the pregnancy."

"That's good." She said, turning back to face me. " You know you must put to bed in akure here, as we can't be transporting my parents down to ibadan." She spoke with an air of authority.

"What exactly does she mean?" I wondered.

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Deji dropped me off at work, and then went about his business for the day with the promise that he'll be back to pick me up.

Things were very rosy for a while. Sade and the rest of my friends had forgiven Deji, but they didn't still trust him. They kept him at a distance.

He was quiet the lover boy. Doting all over me as usual, tending to my needs, he even went with me to check the Sex of the babies. Both girls. He kept at it for a while until some very important issues affecting both of us came up.

"When am I going to meet with mumsy?" I asked him.

"Soon sweets, soon." He said looking away.

We were both lying down on the sofa. My heartburns were becoming persistent, and I was tired every minute, so I needed to rest my back.

"So when are you coming to ibadan to see mine?" I asked..
"Soon." Came his reply again. All of a sudden, as if bitten by a bug, he stood up.

"Do you think they'll like me?" He asked.

"Of course na." I said. "They will"

"Bimbola, I have not served, I'm still working for my father, and I can boldly say I don't have a job sef."

"Calm down dear." I pulled him close to me. "Baby, they'll like you."

"Do you intend to get married soon?" He asked.

"Not really." I replied. "I still have some stuffs to achieve."
"Good. Cause no one can force me into marriage too."

I was startled, but I quickly looked away. "What does he mean?" I asked myself.

almacherish: Hmmm give deji which second chance.... Excess rubbish don d wori bimbo

abi oo..rubbish upon nonsense..

AudreyTimms: *And my jaw drops* Bimbo don fall my hand! Weldone dear for the twist. I didn't see that coming!

I'm shying..*covers face* thanks ma'am..

Essyydiamond: Ahhhhhhh Bimbo u r a long way from learning ur lesson. Nice story

Abi oo..a very long way from learning her lessons ooo..

titiyella1: [color=#000099][/color]
Actually m new on nairaland.I went thru d stories and mehn dey r great and fantastic.welldone mAam.still following ur updates

thank you ma'am for following. It means a lot. *smiles*

kanechimex: I dey vex. Bimbo no try at all. meanwhile someone should slap deji.

abi oo..in fact, I felt like breaking his head sef. Thanks for following the story sire.

seunviju: This Bimbola said dey behave like person wey no get sense and as for that Deji guy I no trust am one bit.Eku ise

I don't trust him too..*in helen paul's voice." How are you ma'am?

Aipete2: Am kul u. Thanks 4 d update

you're welcome ma

Aipete2: Yes mum

lols. Abi ooo..how are you doing?

seunviju: Yeeeepaaa,mummy don find out the truth already,I wonder what her reaction will be but as for Deji he is up 2 no good.Happy sunday ma'am

Happy Sunday too ma'am. Na serious gobe oo lols.

chii8: Yes mummy,i was only waitn for d rit tym,sorry mummy*sobs bitterly*

lols. Chii8 the actress. Lols..

"Mummy, let's go inside and talk that out?" I said motioning towards the door.
She calmly walked into the house. I knew I was in for it.

"Until when do you think you're going to keep hiding it?" She asked, staring directly into my eyes. "Answer me!" She yelled, startling me.

"Mummy. Its not like that please." I begged going on my two knees. "Who told you?"

She looked at me. Her eyes glassy with tears. I knew she was hurt. I had let her down. "The next time you're going to keep such from me, be sure to hide important documents."

Images of how I left my room flashed in my mind. I remembered I needed to switch bags, so I had emptied the content of my other bag on the bed. The bag had contained my new ante natal clinic card, which was among the scattered items on the bed. That was how she found out.

"Oh my!" I sighed. "This is going to be much more difficult than I think." I mused.

"So who is the man responsible for this?" She asked. "I take it, he's not the responsible type. Because if he is, you won't have to hide the pregnancy."

I could only stare at my feet.

"Answer me! What's his name." She yelled.

" D-Deji." I stammered.

"I see." She said smiling. "And what has he said so far?"

"At first he asked me to get rid of .."

"Get rid of what?" She interrupted. "Oh my God! Are you not old enough to seperate the chaff from the wheat? I'm so disappointed in you." She looked so sad, I wish I could hug her. I was sad too, but I could do nothing to ease the pain and hurt.

"So what is he saying now?" She continued.

"He wants me to meet his family?"
"And when did you intend to tell me?"

"Honestly mummy, I didn't know how to tell you." I was in tears now." And I'm so sorry for letting you down. I'm so sorry mummy."

She looked at me, stood up from where she had been sitting and walked away. I deserve her harshness. I knew she was deeply hurt, but I badly needed my mother. As if she read my thoughts. She came back and said to me.

"Bimbola. Despite everything, you're still the most wonderful daughter ever. I know this won't be easy, but you have me." Then she hugged me tightly.

"How did I ever deserve such a loving mother." I wondered.

It was just the beginning of everything, but it meant a lot that I had my mother and small mummy by my side.

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Deji ensured he spoke with me everyday. I went for a confirmatory scan at the said date, and it was confirmed I was carrying double! My mother was very caring as usual all through, and my aunty too. Nobody mentioned Deji or his family.

The new session was due to start on September the 16th of that year, and I started gearing up towards the new session. A day before the resumption date, I packed my bags and headed for the park. At the park I called deji to inform him that I was already on my way back to Akure. I was excited, at the same time scared.

I was officially going to give Deji a second chance starting from that day. I didn't know how it was going to turn out, I was just excited.

The bus left the park at exactly some minutes to six o' clock, and I entered Akure fifteen minutes to nine o' clock in the night. Deji called me then, and asked me to wait for him at chicken republic. He drove down, picked me up, and we headed straight for his house.

My plan was to sleep over at his house on that fateful day, so we could talk things out, as things were already complicated. And since I was due to resume back to work the next day, it was the most suitable option.

As if on cue about their father's presence. The babies started kicking furiously. I picked his free right hand, and placed it over my belly. He felt the movements too. A smile rounded the corners of his lips, then it turned into a full grin.

"I'm so proud we made this together." He said. We were already parked inside the compound. He pulled me towards himself and kissed me deep. We kept at it till we were out of breathe. We got down from the car, and proceeded into the house. I snuggled into him. Silent until we were in the room. He let go of me long enough to shut the door and lock it, then I was in his arms and nothing else mattered into the world.

I hoped he wouldn't let me down again.

aprilwise: am enjoying ur masterpiece. please update more

I will soon sire.. Thanks for the follow.

OHaddy: i dont trust deji, bimbo better be careful.

Me too. I don't trust him one bit.

I almost got lost trying to locate Ade's house. The description had said NNPC Apata, yet I couldn't locate the place. Eventually, I swallowed my pride, and called Deji. He picked on the second ring and asked me to stay put at Mr Biggs Apata. I heeded his orders, and parked there waiting for him. Ten minutes later, he showed up.

"I'm very sorry for keeping you waiting." He apologised. " Should we go into the eatery or stay put here?"

"Get in the car, we'll talk here."

"I'm so sorry for everything. He said immediately he got into the front seat. "I got influenced by my friends. About getting married, I'm not. At least not for a while. I spoke with my sister about it. She mentioned it to my dad who got distressed about the news, that he cut me off. I transferred the aggressions to you. I'm so sorry Bimbola. She wants you to come over to the house." His eyes looked sullen. I pitied him.

"Not yet." I said. "Deji, I need time to be sure you're back in your right frame of mind. I almost lost this pregnancy. To top it all, I discovered I'm carring twins. I've got to be responsible for my actions and their lives now. I won't want to make bad decisions that will affect them in future. I have to be sure you're not bad news in itself."

"I'm also sorry about your dad cutting you off."

"Did you say twins?" He exclamed. Excitement was evident on his face. "That's good news Bimbo."

"About you wanting to take you time?" He said. "Its only fair." His understanding surprised me. "Take your time. But promise me you'll think about it properly."

"I give you my word." I nodded as I spoke.

"You have no idea how much it kills me everytime I had to threaten you." He said like I needed to be informed.

I simply said curtly. "Okay."

"Can I go now?" I asked. "I still have a long drive to bodija."

"Alright." He said. "I'll get a bike down to Ade's place from here."

He moved as though he wanted to give me a peck on the fore head. I simply swerved my head away from him.

"We'll talk over the phone." I said dismissing him.

"What is Deji up too?" I wondered during the drive home. Thoughts of it really filled me up till I got home. I prayed to God to give me the inner strength to fight the emotional battle. I drove inside the compound, I met my mum waiting by the door.

"Good Evening Ma." I greeted. "How are you?" The look on her face was that of anger. I wondered what was it that worked her up so much.

"Bimbola, are you pregnant?"

I was shocked.

almacherish: This deji guy is mad, imagine rubbish o

Abi oo. Serious rubbish. I wonder what he has to say sef. How are you? Thanks for following the story.


I'm following yours too
Well done ma'am.

chii8: I feel lk following her to Ade,so we will together break someone's head,high on ijebu garri indeed.

lols. Even me sef. He's a rubbish person. Thanks for reading on.*smiles*

I wondered deeply if Deji's head was filled with saw dust. The guy really did want to break me. I got to my aunt's place, and my first call was the bathroom to throw up. I felt relieved after I did that. I went in search of my aunty, where I found her cooking in the kitchen.

"Aunty. You're here." She teased smiling. " How are the twins?"

I looked at her with anger.

"Okay, I give up." She raised her hands in mock surrender. "I won't mention "twins" again. Sorry ehen."

I sighed. "Small mummy, you won't believe who I saw today?"

"Let me guess, Deji?"
I hit my hands on the kitchen formica. "Correct. I met with Deji and his Friend Ade at KFC. He wants me to meet with his family officially."

"Did you tell him you didn't loose the pregnancy? Or are you still hiding under the guise that you lost it?" She asked.

"I told him I didn't loose it." I sighed again. "He was all apologetic right before I told him the truth about the pregnancy. I didn't wait to see his reactions after that. I feel he's being fake though, 'cause if he truly felt pained at the news of loosing the pregnancy. He should have reacted joyously at the truth." I said conclusively.

"Have you spoken to him after then?" She asked.

"Nope."

His call came in immediately I replied my aunt.

"Hello." I said into the phone.

"Bimbola. If you think you can make a mess of my emotions, then you are absolutely wrong." He stated plainly. "Now tell me the truth, are you still pregnant or Not."

"Ehen! What rubbish? On my line? Are you high on garri? You're calling me and ordering me to tell you if I'm pregnant or not? Look, I've said my piece. If you have better things to talk about, then send me a text. I'll read and reply."

I cut the call. His text came in instantly, and it read:

"Babe. Let's iron this out. I'm at Ade's place. Can we see later on in the evening?"

I didn't send a reply to his text message. I simply hissed. My aunt advised me to go and talk things out with him. I gave him a call and asked him for the directions to Ade's house. I wasn't sure what I would meet with there.

I seriously hoped I won't break somebody's head.

AudreyTimms: Wow! I love this Bimbo girl! Can someone please help me break Deji's head already?

Weldone dear!

Yea! I love her too. She's inspiring! Thanks so much ma'am.

missKeri: Deji is a confused being...Nice update dear

Very Confused infact. Thank you so much ma'am.

I eyed him angrily.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him, again, I was very angry.

"Can we just go inside to explain?" He was looking calm as usual.
I knew if I entered into that eatery, our noise will attract attention.

"Where's Ade?" I asked without feelings or emotions. "I have business with him, and not you."

I shoved him aside, and walked angrily past him, and towards Ade.

"Ade, what's the meaning of this?" I asked furiously. " Can we talk outside?" I said, turning back towards the door. I looked back to see he wasn't moving. "Now!" I ordered.

I walked outside and waited by my car. Deji and Ade walked towards me. I got into the driver seat and beckoned on them to enter too. There was a big silence in the car.

"If one of you can just tell me what's going?" I said, breaking the silence.

"Bimbo. Please calm down." Ade spoke this time. "Just listen to what he has to say."

"Ade. The first time I met you in akure, I met a trust worthy friend, who stays in Ibadan just like me. How can you betray that fact by bringing this man here?" I almost yelled.

"Bimbo. Deji is practically sorry. We found out of wednesday evening that you had travelled to Ibadan, so we planned to come here to speak with you."

"And what about your wedding next saturday?" I asked.

"Leave wedding aside." He said, looking remorseful. " I'm sorry you lost our baby."

"Deji. Don't sorry me!" I yelled. "It was a child you didn't want." Tears stung my eyes. "You threatened me all through. I didn't have a day of rest Ade. He threatened me." I was speaking all at once now.

" Ade. I'm not vexed with him. I've forgiven him already. We should just go our seperate ways. The pregnancy is gone now." I said, looking away.

"My mum wants to meet with you officially. My sisters too."

"Oh. So now they want to meet with me?" I laughed. "My dear. I have to get to my aunty's place." I pulled the seat belts toward me.

"We'll speak later on." I spoke with finalty. They both got down from the car. Then on a second thought, I added. "I'm still pregnant. Although I almost lost it."

With that, I zoomed out of the parking lot.