gtcoolboy:
nice story man, thanks

thanks

Madera001 Abeg write another story

opalk:
Madera001
Abeg write another story

Yes sir! I'm on it

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Who be dis fine girl

I don't understand anymore. This NigerArea person taking over my story. Admin help!!!!

wizsolzy:

Who be dis fine girl

see you!!! Common! goan marry!!!!!

[quote author=NigerArea post=71617695][/quote] If your plan was to make me fall in love... congrats it worked

[quote author=NigerArea post=71617695][/quote] If your plan was to make me fall in love... congrats it worked

Vulcanheph:

If your plan was to make me fall in love... congrats it worked

cheers to that!

How much is the story?? I need a PDF copy of it.

Madera001:
cheers to that!

Sensitivity1254:
How much is the story?? I need a PDF copy of it.

bros hit me up in my mail box


maderainthehood@yahoo.co.uk

I'm grateful to ennyy2013 for mentioning this story as best story on NL. You are an inspiration

I'm working on a new project, might take a while, but I'm sure you guys will like it when it is finally out

Madera001:
ABEG BEFORE WE GO COME DEY CALL OGUN TO COME JUDGE MATA, MAKE WE USE CHURCH MIND TAKE DO THINGS ORDERLY. MAKE NOBODY USE ANY PART OF THIS STORY ANYWHERE AND ANYTIME FOR ANY REASON. JUST IN CASE U NO FI RESIST AM THEN ABEG CONTACT ME FIRST THROUGH THE MAIL: maderainthehood@yahoo.co.uk


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Wow Bro, this ur story Issa blast, one of the best I have ever read, please I have a Facebook page, it's more like an inspirational page* not a story sharing page, but I would like to ask for your permission to share this amazing story with my audience

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Wow Bro, this ur story Issa blast, one of the best I have ever read, please I have a Facebook page, it's more like an inspirational page* not a story sharing page, but I would like to ask for your permission to share this amazing story with my audience

Please go ahead. Be sure to send me the link when you did

100K plus views is what I'm looking forward to

Please show some love to my other story-------> THE CHRONICLES OF TAOFIK SHAKITIBOBO

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Madera001:
THE ENEMY WITHIN - EXPOSED




EPISODE 13 .....THE CONCLUSION



‘What’s the issue? What is going on in the US?’ Abigail finally let out her inquisition. I narrated the whole story to her and I was surprised at her reaction. She wanted us to book a flight almost immediately and head for the airport ‘I knew those two were bad for each other, they absolutely lack self control whenever they are around each other, drinking excessively, doing drugs, bar fighting, and a whole lot of irresponsible behaviors, that is why our dad couldn’t bear to live with the thought of the two of them together’ Abigail was venting, she doesn’t seem to be taking the news lightly. I on the other hand was just happy I could get to be with those children again.


Prior to the call, I had tried to put my life back together. I moved back to my house, yes! The one I used to live with my now defunct family. Andral didn’t want any fight anymore, so she just called me up herself telling me she is relinquishing the house to me. Not that she could have won the fight though, I bought the house myself and in my own name, just that she knew I may never come back to ask for the keys mainly for the sake of the kids I once called mine. As a matter of fact, the house my father in law bought for me in Gbagada is still uninhabited so why fight?


I had also resigned from my job at my father in law’s firm. I still somehow blame him for this whole hiatus and I couldn’t bear working with or for him anymore. I started a Human Resource Center of my own which within 2 years had grown into a multi-million naira outfit with the help of a few friends, Abigail and the contacts I had while working for my father in-law.


Abigail had taken over the firm I left and every other firm owned by her father, the man could no longer run those firms due to the partial stroke he has been battling with since he disowned Andral.


My relationship with Abigail has been kept on the low so far, we couldn’t bring ourselves to tell anyone. At least not my father in-law who we fear may just die from the news, or his wife who has had to battle with the sorrow of losing a daughter due to the stubbornness of her husband and still had to take care of a dying husband, she has too much on her plate and we couldn’t afford to add another to it. I, on my part, am scared to my bones just imagining how my mother would react. In fact she had warned me to stay far away from this family; she was part of the reasons I had to resign my position at the firm. Telling her about me and Abigail is the last thing I want to do right now.


Other than the secrecy of our relationship, life generally has been good, I make more money than I was making before, I finally get to be with the girl who has loved me right from her teenage years, I get to travel round the world, meet new people and establishing more business grounds. Life has really been good! Only the likes of Mr. Patrick and Jide could not say the same thing about life. After their case dragged on for almost a year in court, the judge finally gave his verdict: 25years imprisonment each for both of them for fraud and other crimes related to what they did. I doubt if they could echo my sentiment about life, I seriously doubt it.


By mid night Tuesday we (I and Abigail) were already at the JFK airport, New York City and by Tuesday morning we were already at the Las Vegas Metropolitan Police Department at 3675 E Harmon Avenue. By Thursday, I was granted the full custody of both Isabella and Caleb and without wasting much time I flew them back to Nigeria just 3days later.


This recent twist of event reassured me that the only way to live is the way of God. I’m not trying to sound like a preacher. There are events that may cause one to ask questions about life, make you wonder why mankind was created. You ask yourself: what is the purpose of life? Why are we here? And sometimes, you ask: is there really a God who cares about man? If yes; why does he allows so much injustice, violence, immorality and hatred?. This story is one of those.


I was on the edge. If anything else had gone wrong in my life, I could have lost it; my sanity, religion and believe. I could have lost them all. I guess God knows my strength and limit, he didn’t allow my trials go beyond what I can bear.


Looking at those kids, I promised myself, I will do whatever it takes to keep them safe, I will never let them out of my sight and like Abigail told me on the day I signed those custody papers, I may not be their biological father, but I am their real father, the one ordained by God himself.


I, Abigail and the kids settled in seamlessly. You need to see the joy on Isabella’s face when she got home; she made me swear to her that I will not let Nnamdi and her mother take them away ever again. I did. We had so much fun together, we became so happy together that nothing could have made us all sad as long as we are together, not even the news that both Andral and Nnamdi were eventually given some years behind bars. Nnamdi was given 5years for illegal possession of firearms, and 3years for possession of illegal drugs. Both sentences were to run simultaneously while Andral got just a year for being an accomplice after Nnamdi claimed that both illegal items found on them belonged to him. It was said though that Andral did try to help Nnamdi escape arrest.


When the news got to us, I looked at Isabella’s face, she couldn’t have cared less, and you will think the news was about the price of male boxers short. She just continued sipping her juice while swinging from front to back on the swing we have in the garden at the back. She had told me earlier about the severe molestation she received from her new father and her mother’s i-don’t-care attitude towards it. She even told me how Caleb was left with her alone at home for nights on several occasions. I felt for the girl.


See how the tables have turned. Who would have thought from the onset that I am actually the victim when I was presumed by family members and friends to be the real Enemy Within and who would have guessed that my wife lived with me for over five years based on the hope that someday soon I will be no more and she would have been the murderer and the poor widow?
It’s true what they say: one ENEMY WITHIN your house is worse than a hundred enemies outside.

THE END

the best story ever I just love the short story

Famebaby:
the best story ever I just love the short story

thanks for reading

Nice piece here...weldone op

Wow! Such a wonderful piece. It's really touched my heart. More grace to you

Intriguing piece. Learnt a lot. God bless you

yewande1234:
I can't find this story on wattpad

hello dear it's Lizzy do you remember me. We met on a WhatsApp group years ago. I lost my phone and all contacts. Pls dear send ur WhatsApp no to me. It's me d author of unexpected result

Okay

Hmmm, i was changed, God has used this story to solve a crucial issue in my life.....tnx a million

this story too,was quite good