TheBlessedMAN:
11. THE DOG ATTENDANT. [T. D. A] by T. B. M.



The word 'FATHER', when you hear it or come across it in writing, what comes to your mind? I mean if you were asked to define it explicitly, how well can you put it?

Well, as for me, the word 'Father' can be defined in a lot of ways and it can never ever be over emphasised.

The professors will tell you that a FATHER is the male parent of a child. Whether it is in the Adoptive form or the Biological form, all that matters is the ability to carry out the parental, legal, and social relationship with the child.

That definition makes sense right? Abi no be so?

Okay now, we ain't finished yet, let's go to another part.

During the occasion of my forty seventh year as a father, Gtbank sent me a mind blowing message as a congratulatory text to celebrate the father's day anniversary of that year. I can never forget that message in my life. Here is what they sent to my Gmail box.

The message reads as thus:
'There are no perfect fathers, just loving fathers.
Fathers who stop the world for their children's happiness.

Fathers who motivate their child to achieve amazing things.
Fathers who are there for their children no matter what.
There are no perfect fathers but there is you, the best man for the difficult job that is FATHERHOOD. '
Take it from me, that message is priceless. Gtbank really made my day when I read that text. I was all smiles through out the whole day.

Now that the Professors and the banking industry have given us their own definition and explanation of the word FATHER respectively, its time for me to tell you my own definition of the word FATHER.
As for me o, Darous Emmanuel, I think A father is someone that can follow his children to school when ever a teacher beats them too much.

Well if that is not enough, then nothing can ever be enough to give the true meaning of the word FATHER.

Still yet, I don't think the case can be totally closed unless we take a short trip to GLOCOTEL, (Global College of Thunder and Lightening) to hear their own perception of the word FATHER.

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After driving at the speed of light for close to 7hours, we finally arrive at the Axe-like Gate that leads to the inside of the main buildings of GLOCOTEL.
O'boy, our journey doesn't stop there, we still need to embark on another 2hours of light speed to get into the main buildings of the great school that produced writers like Darous Emmanuel, Lord Rayden of the Mortal Kombat, Legendary writers like Larrysun, Racheafst, Audreytimms, Apollux and other great writers in the world.

Now that we are there, precisely inside the office of the V.C, let's ask the VICE CHANCELLOR, Dr Shango, the god of thunder himself what he can say about a father.

"Prof Shango Sir, with due respect and unlimited humility, we will like you to kindly share with us, what you think about the word 'FATHER'"

"Hunununu... ". He clears his throat with a smile and puffs out the genetic smoke in his mouth and nostrils. The smoke was so enormous as they continue coming out of every available hole on his body and there is no doubt that some will be passing out of his anus too. He gave us a last askance glance before he spoke up in his thick and hoarse voice. " A father? The truth of the matter is, you can't explain what you can't explain, but as a learned professor I will grant you your request..... Hmmm, in my own stagnant point of view, I believe the true meaning of A 'father' is someone that have the ancestoral ability to send thunder to fire anyone that tampers wrongly with his child... He should be cruel, unforgiving, intolerable and heartless to anyone found hurting his children. That's who a father should be.... Not someone that will be saying, "don't disturb me, go and meet your mother" all the time......Thank you.. That's all I have for now... "

Chai! Did Shango just said all that? Kai, that's the height of hypocrisy. Help me ask him, what is Lewis, Nike and Chioma still doing on earth if he truly meant what he said? Or am I no longer the heir to the throne?

Wo, o'boy, please let's just go back to the story. Enough time spent on trying to define a father.

****


"Could he be bluffing?" That was the first thing I asked myself the moment Lewis announced his exit from the room with the sound of the closed door.
It's like one of those decisive awkward moments you face in an exam hall, where the option of cheating to pass, seems like the only option for you to pass the exam or you risk failing by sticking to your morals.

Truly, nothing compares to the life of one's child but at that moment of daunting tension and apprehension, the thought of telling Joke that I never loved her or do something bad to her that can make her hate me the more suddenly seems like an impossible thing to do.

"Could he be bluffing about this? With my child's life?" I couldn't stop asking myself that as I lay on the ground with my side.

I've been laying down for a while now and my sides are starting to hurt. I groaned exasperatedly as the awful predicament continues to dawn on me.

'Maybe I should just grant his request to at least save the life of my child.... Something bad must not happen to my child... The short moment we spent together in his room still sends shrills of excitement to my troubled mind each time I remember it.' I told myself that and was already preparing my voice to shout Lewis name before I heard something from with in.

"Like seriously? Darous? You really want to do that? . call him to do what? surrender to defeat? Can't you see he's only playing games with you? Ask yourself this, how was he able to get a drug to use on your child during that short period you were unconscious? Or you saying he already knows this will happen thereby planing ahead? . Chai, where is the younger version of you. Darous, think.... Don't let this dude outsmart you.. You must get out of here either by fire or force. Haven't you had enough of all these nonsense already? haba! Trouble no dey tire you? " I heard all that from the inside of my brain and before I knew it, I was already replying to it.

"I'm tired of it truly ooo... But what can I do? My hands are tied.... "

"And how is that disturbing you? Can't you get up? ". The voice challenged again.

"Get up? How's that possible? He said I can't get up.. Its impossible for me to get up.... "
"He's playing mind games with you and you are letting him. He's gotten into your head... No wonder he's a neurosurgeon.. He knew perfectly how to manipulate your mind. He did it to Joke and it worked on her. He's doing it to you too... He knew you will try to get up which is why he told you not to even try it and you also believed it.. Its mind game.. Its as simple as that... ". The voice said again.

Five seconds of silence followed before the door gave out a loud squeak to announce the re-emergence of Lewis.

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....Just checked in after a long while. What I met changed my mood.
Thank God the Strom is over.
Remain healthy!!!

This Son Of Thunder Equals Son Of Laughter Oh. Welcome Back Bro And Happy Married Life.

Shey Darous no fit be happy

14. THE DOG ATTENDANT. [T.D.A] by TBM.


The C.P stood at akimbo as my inmates fumbled for space to stand. The leg chains and handcuffs was making it kind of difficult for the policemen that marched them in to get them into orderly order.

There were murmurs and whispers going on amongst them as they ventured for comfortability in the room. They were all clad like me in the same V-neck short sleeves and knickers.

They formed a U-shape around the spacious room while the C.P, Nike, Lewis and the Chief Warden stood in front of them. Sergeant Audu and two other policemen with rifles stood at the rear end of my inmates while I remain seated on the floor in the middle of the lots.

This situation I found myself in suddenly is making blood to flow abnormally in my system. The first thing that first came to mind was to back out of the plan but they never born me well to do that. Not now that things are about to get extremely unpredictable.

Truly there was a plan going on, but still nothing is ever guarantee where ever the fate of my well being is involved, so you can understand the reason behind my unsettled apprehension.

"You all need to do our ear drums the favour of keeping quiet...." The C.P Mr Femzie Carlos announced to all of them when the murmurs and titters refused to die down in time.

Groans and Grunts which are the first symptoms of Discomfort, were the reactions that immediately met with the C.P's words to my colleagues in blue vests before one of them suddenly spoke up without minding the presence of who we were.

"Baba police, where we comot still make sense pass this one na, haba, how you tey expect make we nor talk when you pack plenty human being for inside this o n gbo na feli-feli hole (very hot) as if say we be sardine? Ah, we self be human being na. He no... ..." One of the Albinos instantly replied the C.P but before he could finish his statement, Sergeant Audu have interrupted him.

"Keep kwayet there! Where you think say you dey wey your mouth dey sing like mosquito?"

"We dey inside the place wey we no like and you dey expect make we no talk..? Make we no talk?...." Another lanky man by the name of Festus replied him.

"You all better learn to behave or else?...."Seargent Audu warned abruptly.

"Or else what? You go kill us?" Simon, a slim-prison-fit guy replied amid the ongoing murmurs.

"Silence?" The. C.P barked again. "Where......"

"Sir....." One female police with a tomboy stature like that of Sarah Connor of the Terminator film walked in with that interruptive word. She was so slim to the extent that her breast have metamorphosed to make her gender more bobrisked and complicated. I just pity her future children. Those poor souls will have a have a hard time differentiating their dad from their mum. Poor kids will have two dads. One with a vagina and the other with a diick.

"Yes Faith, what's it?" The C.P turned to her as she found her way to him, brushing aside the disgruntled prisoners in the process.

"No push us na?" The albino she made contact with grunted.

"Abi who be this ganself?" Saipon chipped in too.

Faith got to the front of the C.P and saluted him.
"Sir, D.C.P is back in the office sir, with the governor's people." She announced in almost whispers but I was able to hear her loud and clear because of the C.P's relative closeness to my location.

Mr Carlos first wore a frowned look on his face before he spoke back. ".C.P and the governor's people ke ?"

"Yes sir......" The said Faith replied sharply as we all listened on in silence trying to pick pieces of what they were saying.

"But the meeting was slated for tomorrow Monday , why are they here today?" In another whisper, the C.P said again.

" I don't know sir...but I can tell them you are not around if that's okay sir..." Faith replied in whisper too.

"No...no...they have already seen my car,....the D.I.G must have called them...."

"You mean my Dad is aware of my situation already?" I hear Lewis say to the confused man in almost whispers too.

Mr Carlos gave him a hard glare and ignored Lewis before returning his face to Faith. "How many of them?"

"Answer me na, is it my dad? I've been calling him.simce but not picking my calls..." Lewis voiced out again to the man in authority here.

"Young man, not everything revolves around you...so please stay out of this..." He said sternly and beckoned Faith to speak up.

"Four sir, plus the D.C P sir...." She replied standardly.

He shook his head briefly as if in a thinking mode before he then settled his gaze on the standing lots. "I don't like this...." He muffled under his breath. "Tell them I will be there shortly. "

"Okay sir..." Faith saluted and exited the room.

"Audu, come here..." The C.P called the Sergeant. "Take down their names for me before I come back. But if I'm not back in the next 30mins, you know what to do....." He instructed in an explicit tone that's devoid of noise.

"Yes sir." Sergeant Audu stiffened his body at once and saluted the man.


"And you..." Mr Carlos faced Lewis. "Don't you have an appointment to catch?"

"No, I will meet my doctor later..." Lewis answered defiantly without giving the man a glance.

"But still, You two have no business here for now, so follow me." The C.P told Lewis and Nike before he motioned to Audu again.

Lewis wanted to counter him again but Nike spoke up. "He's right, we need to check on Chris, he might be already looking for us...." They both exited the room immediately.

The C.P stopped in front of me and called Audu to come again.

"Take him from this place and lock him up somewhere in the toilet, we don't want him intimidating his friends....." The C.P pointed to me as he gave Audu that instruction.

The moment he finished talking, Audu dragged me up gently and led me to the wooden door by the rear side of the spacious room. He opened the door and gently shoved me inside.

He made me sit on the closet while the other corporal that followed us inside worked on getting my handcuff locked to the burglary proof. They exited the restroom after making sure there's no way I can escape from that place.

I bowed down my head exasperatedly as I begin to think again about how I got back into custody. Thinking if o actually made the right decision.l

Meanwhile, I can still hear what is going on outside the door but let me first tell you how I got back to prison when I'm supposed be on my way to Jide's house to claim my 2bn money and be out of the country even despite the fact that I did not have my child with me anymore.


>>>>>>>HOURS AGO<<<<<<<


My eyes flew open when the absence of my child was staring at me in the face. I couldn't believe I was still that stupid to the extent of leaving him all alone in that lonely and dark passage all because I don't want him to see me when I'm looking for what I will use in opening the door. Still because I don't want him to discover my lie as an angel.
'What if Lewis have got him?' That possibility question sprang up in my mind in that instance of fidgetability but before I could ponder more on it, I heard Joke's voice from the outside.

"is he inside?" Her voice queried and I instantly switched off the torch in my hand. I was stunned to hear her voice in that environment.

"Who mummy?" That was Chris voice.

"The man inside with you...." Joke said again. "Did he hurt you? Why are you sweating? Did he hurt you anywhere? Come over here....come here....." There was a brief silence after that before Chris spoke.

"Mr Zeus?" I heard Chris say that out and I was left to wonder when I suddenly became Mr Zeus.

"Who is that? Who is Mr Zeus?"

"Mummy, you don't know him?”

" of course I don't know any Mr Zeus..."

" Mummy, mummy, he disappeared to my room and said he want to take me to my daddy..he said bad Uncle Lewis is not my daddy......"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.... Let's get you to safety first..." That was the last thing I heard from Joke shortly before the sound of her footsteps followed.

I waited two minutes before I concluded on what to do. I gently open the door and stepped outside into the open. The day was very sunny and windy. The environment was bushy and fenced with blocks to an eight course height. A small house still under construction was situated closely to the big gate. The walkway path to the gate was narrow and littered with used pure water sachets and empty plastic drinks.

I contemplated on going out through that gate or just scaling the fence so as to avoid any collision with Joke in case she plans on returning to the place.

Scaling the fence is dangerous seeing as I don't know what lies outside it, but passing through the gate is also risky but I have to take that risk.

Then, I begin to proceed out gently towards the gate with all my sense organ working in unison to alert me of any approaching danger.

I got to the gate and peaked out first. The outside was almost as bushy as the inside but I saw one big WINNERS CHAPEL signboard that suddenly gave me a priceless clue of where I am. I'm still in Ibadan, also in the street behind my house that Joke got from me illegally.

I quickly pondered on which road Joke must have taken. The polygamous motorable road or the divorced bushy one that leads to the back gate of my house? I know about the road because when the builders were building my house, it was through that place that they use to get to the other street whenever they want to go and buy something to eat.


I don't know if Joke knows about that road or not but remember that the back gate was locked when I got there earlier, so it's only logical to presume that Joke must have taken Chris through the polygamous one.

I stepped outside fully and begin to walk straight with the aim of taking the shortcut that leads to the back gate of my house, with the hope of rounding my own fence to get to the other street that will lead me to where I parked the car I brought to the place. Remember that car belongs to Jarter's men, late Lovelyn's husband. I plan on using it to get to Jide's house.

I was now walking very fast along the bushy way that leads to my fence. All sense was on red alert to get out of that place uncaught.

I saw the black colored gate and took a pause. The pestle knock I got from Lewis , coupled with the fact that I never chop anything since the previous day was starting to affect my strength so I decided to catch my breath a little.

I bent down and rested my hands on my knees. "I will overcome this...that's for sure..." I said to myself and got up again. I formed saliva in my mouth so as to alternatively quench the thirst in my mouth.

I proceeded in my steps but as I was about to round the left corner of my fence, a voice called me from behind.

"Darous...." The voice was grumpy so I wasn't able to identify the owner. The earth stopped in it's rotation when the voice called me again, but now with a less grumpy tone. "Darous, is that you?"

Slowly, I turned around, it felt as if the earth has resumed in it's endless rotation and my neck begin to spin faster when my eyes settled on that familiar face.

In Carl Sagan's voice when he was describing the Earth as a Pale Blue Dot, he says, " that's her, that's she, in her lies, every joy I've ever known, and every mountain of sadness I ever passed through. Standing before me in that tiny spot enveloped in that cosmic bushy arena.

Finally, She's truly the aggregate of all my Joys and Sufferings.


T.B.C. This update came from the sickest part of my being while I was in the hospital. In simpler unhospitality terms, HELP ME MANAGE AM.

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My champ is back

TBM av update ooo

Dropping dis episode means u are getting stronger... We stand wit u broo.... More strength to d man wey sabi

NzeSteve:
Dropping dis episode means u are getting stronger... We stand wit u broo.... More strength to d man wey sabi

sure boss. I resumed work fully on Wednesday. All thanks to your well wishes

[b][/b]Quickest Recovery Bro. We stand by YouQuickest Recovery Bro. We stand by YouQuickest Recovery Bro. We stand by You

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nd quick recovery

Wellndone tbm u are wonderful, just keep updating

Thanks for sharing bro, looking forward to the next episode

well done bro

Weh Done Tank U Try Again Another Day, kpa kpa kpa kpa kpaaa TBM God Bless U And Make U Wiser Amen. Bro Wish U Quick Recovery

Thank you for updating and the lord is your strength oh

TBM you simply the BOMB! The way you are describing previous event even when future is known is just amazing. The way i envisioned what would have played out in the uncompleted building was completely out of context. KEEP UP WITH THE GOOD WORK!!!!!!

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At last I was able to catch up. TBM you are wonderful.
Soyinka of nairaland

Cool update TBM
Good to know you back on your feet
More thunderistic grace

I stand with you bro, enjoying every bit of your work

Mr Smart. Quick and safe delivery Sir.

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15. THE DOG ATTENDANT. T.D.A by T.B.M.



The ground stood still as we both stared at each other. Our eyes meeting again after some months since her birthday was giving me mixed feelings. She was still clad in the same cloths I saw on her earlier in the morning. Truth be told, the urge and zeal to approach her and take out my anger on her surged through my body at that moment we were alone inside that bush.

'is that her? Darous, na she be this?' A voice asked me from within. 'see her face, that treacherous face! Kai, Darous, Wetin you dey wait for? Make we beat nonsense comot for her body na? See as she stand dey look us like say she no know Wetin she do for us...abeg, wire her better slap for face make her brain receive sense small...'

'no...no beat her.....' Another voice countered. ' make we kill am ni. She deserve to die for everything wey she do to us.'

I pondered on those thoughts briefly and I feel like I should just dash towards her and give her face a correctional slap for everything she's making me go through in my life.
The slap landed on her face heavily and the complexion of the affected area changed quickly to a reddened one. She winced in pain as she grabbed her left cheeks with the left palm. Her face was filled with shockhorror. The look on her face encouraged me to make her feel my wrath again, so I plunged at her and gave her another one but with more force this time around. The force was so much that she staggered back whimpering in silence. Her lips were quavering and her hands were shaking.

She spit out the blood in her mouth spitefully. She looked at me with contempt and that got my anger to skyrocket. It felt as if I have been wasting my time by just slapping her, so I introduce another variable of punch to the equation. Being a trained boxer, I know where to punch her and will make her fall to the ground. So I clenched my fist as her beautiful eyes locked on mine. She wants me to stop, but no, I need to first take out my anger in her. I swung my right hand forward and like a thunderstorm, the blow landed on her face and her stamina succumbed to the power of my 46kg blow. A blow almost the weight of a bag of cement.

She landed on the floor on her back as the phone in her hand dropped. She was now crying but I wasn't done with her yet. I hate her now more than any living thing crawling on the surface of the earth. Chioma is already in a coma, Nike is nowhere to be found, and Lewis who is also an accomplice in my tribulations has gotten a heavy beating from me earlier even though he retaliated with something that could have ended my life but still I'm okay with the fact that I get to beat him. So , Joke should not be left out. She masterminded everything so I need to beat her to a pulp. Forget about her being the love of my life, forget about my own undoings too, she needs to feel my pains too.

Having those feelings, I pounced on her as she was trying desperately to get up from the floor. I used my hands to separate her face that she was trying to cover. I pinned her down heavily and begin to slap her face harder.

KPA! "that one is for betraying me..."

KPA! "That one is for that public humiliation...."

KPA! "That is for taking my everything away from me!"

I continue to slap her heavily on the floor. Then she started breathing very slow. She was gradually losing her strength and despite the fact that I'm aware of this, even in the innermost part of my brain, I still didn't stop dishing out the most Anthony-Joshua of slaps to her face. In simpler un-boxingful term, I was still slapping her heavily.
She was no longer trying to push me away. I never stopped slapping her as the slaps continue to terminate the contract her body has with strength. My eyes were bloodshot and rage filled. Hers too was starting to roll in their sockets. Before I knew it, blood have started to form in her eyes as I continue to dish out my slaps on her face. Her breathings begin to get ragged. Then I cried out loud in anguish as I raised my hands up in the sky more than ever and brought it down heavily on her face. She went limp immediately. She was no longer breathing. I on the other hand was breathing heavily.

Then my mind starts to settle and by the time my brain reached it's final cooling point, the ugly reality dawned on me. 'She's dead. I'd kill her!. I've kill her!.... I was saying out loud to myself but then the ringing of her phone snapped me out of my trance.

Madu, the song of Kiss Daniel boomed out of the Samsung10 lying on the floor.

I wiped my face down with the palm of my hand as I watch her bend down to pick the phone on the leave-covered ground. She stared at the phone before she returned her look to my face.
I know you are confused, but just remember what I said before the slap scene. I said I feel like I should just take out my anger on her by slapping her.
So basically or technically, or practically, or literally, or whatever word you find that ends with (Cally) that will best qualify what I said earlier is okay by me, all I just want to let you know is that everything I said about the fight was nothing but a figment of my imagination, a demonstration of how things would have gone if I hadn't control the anger welling up in me as I stood motionlessly in front of her.

The phone must have fallen off her hand when our eyes met. My eyes were hard and stern. The phone continue to ring in her hand and I was beginning to get worried that it might draw attention to us if not answered quickly. She got over herself and she picked the call.
The next thing I heard her say is, "hello Lewis,..." She said very low.

NOTE** The amount of 'eeee' you see in each SILENCE you see below, is to tell you how long she was silent on the call.

She cleared her throat before she continued. " I got it like twenty minutes ago.....( silenceeeeeee) no no Lewis, I've forwarded the message to you already, just check your phone.....he said...(silenceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee) The police?....no, they are not with me....... I only told them that my friend said Chris is with her and that they shouldn't worry anymore.... (Silenceeeee) yes..I mean no,...you don't know him like I do Lewis.... he made it clear that I should not involve the police at all... (Silenceeeeeeeee) no, I can't wait for you to get here Lewis, Chris life is at stake here....( silenceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee again.) I know the place, its behind our house...( silenceeee) noo, please don't bring the police into this... You don't understand....I think I can handle him....( silenceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee).......". The call continued as a lot of thoughts continue to sprang up in my mind.
Everything I just hear her say on the phone has somehow answered part of the questions that popped into my mind when I first hear her voice outside the door. Questions like; How did she locate that place? How did she knew we were there? Where are the police she was with some minutes ago? I mean the police that spoke with Lewis on the phone when he was still holding me inside that uncompleted guest house? Have she brought them to arrest me?, But thanks to that call, I already have a clue to most of the answers.

The message she was talking about must surely have something to do with all the questions in my mind. I don't need to waste my time trying to find out what message she was talking about, putting one and two together, I realized Lewis must have sent that message to her when he was typing that phone earlier in the guest house. That bastard wants to set me up against Joke so she would come inside the guest house and think I'm holding Chris hostage. Although I don't know the exact details of the text but it can't be far from what I presumed it to be. Lewis main agenda is to make Joke see me as a full devil so that she won't have any reason to be regretting what she did to me, so she can fully move on with her life and hopefully for him, she might eventually say yes to his advances. Sounds like a perfect plan but the bastard didn't know that I've already gotten out of the guest house. I'm only concerned with why Joke is now lying to him that she hasn't entered the guest house yet when she have already.

"okay Lewis but don't bring the police, I will wait for you at the junction...( silenceeeeeeee) no, no,no, I am almost there but I'll go back now....okay. Just don't tell the police anymore okay....." She sighs as she ends the call and returned her full concentration on me.

"That was Lewis...." She said out but I don't know whether to give her a response or not, seeing as I was still feeling a bit uncomfortable with the sudden meeting. I need to be very careful here if I don't want to make a very costly mistake that can ultimately end my own life, both literally or practically.

"How do I handle this? Should I just turn away from her or continue to grant her audience?" I asked myself again but before I could deliberate further on that, my stomach produced a hunger-notification alert. I haven't taken anything into my stomach since the previous night when I was in the prison and being an ulcer person, I know it's only a matter of time before my worms starts feeding on my intestines.

"Darous....." Joke finally said to me. That voice was sooo cool but it's effects on my senses was the contrary.

Every fiber of my body quickly remember that tone that she just used in calling my name and they were screaming to me to run away, but a smaller part of my body that wasn't in support of running away keeps telling me to wait and talk to her and who knows, Lewis might join us in time and I might finally get my chance to unleash my full wrath on him for everything he did to me and my child in that guest house. For drugging my child and tying me down like a goat, he needs to pay for that. A good thing Joke has told him not to involve the police at all.

'make sure you don't leave him alive this time around, so he doesn't come back with something more than a pestle to finish you completely.' That smaller part of me said to me.

On the other hand, as if they were acting on their own accord, my mouth opened and this was what came out of it.
"Yessss......" I stressed the word with a questioning look as I wrapped my arms across my chest.

She begin to pace my front in a short sideway motion, probably trying to see how best to proceed in her words.
The sun was almost at it's resting zone and soothing has substituted for scorching to reduce the effect of the sun on our skins. The breeze was blowing gently and that was when my eyes caught the sight of a mango tree standing not very close to where we were standing in the lonely bush. I gave the tree a quick cursory survey and I was happy to the bone when I saw two ripe mangoes begging to be plucked on one of its branches.

"I got your message and now I'm here..." She said without missing my eyes in one second.

I wanted to ask her which message she's talking about but then I remember the call she just had with Lewis. I already know about the message so I continued on my decision to keep mute, while just staring at her and doing everything possible in my Buharific power not to call her herdsman a terrorist.


"I....I...." She stutters out and tried taking a step closer to me but I quickly stepped back.

"Whatever you want to say, please do me a favour, stay there and say it.... Please don't come any closer to me if you don't want trouble." I lashed at her and I didnt bat an eyelid.

She called my warning a bluff and attempted to move closer to me again and that was when multiple folds of anger dominated the possession of my body and the striker of clenched fist and gritted teeth started having a series of shots on target on the Pacifist Fc part of my body's goal post before the lone striker named Calmness from that Pacifist FC broke away on a counter attack and scored a late goal to win the match. So I had no choice than to give in to Pacifist Fc.


Still with clenched fist I said to her, "you hardly do whatever I tell you to do right? Just get out of my way....."
I begin to match forward in her direction and I could see it in her eyes, the fear and apprehension, as they grew with every step I took closer to her. She sighed as I walked past her and straight for the mango tree. I adjusted the dirty white garment on my body and begin to climb the tree. I first plucked the two mangoes I saw earlier and quickly ate them before I begin to search for another one.

While still on the mango plucking adventure, I will occasionally look down from the tree to check on her and surprisingly, she was still standing there. Watching everything I was doing on the tree. Somehow, I was glad she got to see me like that. For her to be seeing me in this kind of situation will leave an everlasting dent on her conscience, that's if she has any left. I'm glad she gets to see a fraction of what I'm going through. I'm glad she gets to see what she has reduced me to with her betrayal and self acclaimed vengeance.

I spent more than fifteen minutes on the tree, eating everything I plucked and when I was satisfied that my belly is okay a bit, I sat on the closest branch to the ground and rested my head on another branch. I picked another mango from my garment's pocket and took a bite.

"So, to what do I owe this unpleasant meeting?" I said to her and that was when I noticed the traces of tears in her eyes.

'No, not that again. Not those manipulative tears again. She knows that's my kryptonite and she's trying to give them to me. But no, I won't let my guard down so easily. ' I said that to myself and shifted a larger percent of my attention towards the mango in my hand.

I will not say anything again. I will just follow what Sultan, one of my inmates use to say. He use to say, "sit back and observe, not everything needs a reaction." And another one that he use to say is, " you have two ears and one mouth. Follow that ratio in every situation. Listen more and talk less." And the last one is this, " when you let people talk for long, you get to know their true feelings and intentions."

So putting all that into a handy use, I acted nonchalantly to her actions of cries, they might be stunts for all I care.

"Darous, first of all, why?" She broke out. " Why did you want to take Chris away from me? " She questioned me but I gave her no reply or signal to let her think I'm listening to her. I only chew harder on my mango.

"You know you are cruel and wicked? You know that right?...." She paused again. "After everything you did to me, you still have the guts to come here and hurt me again? Eh? Have I not suffered enough in your hands? What exactly did I do to you Darousmart, for you to be doing all this to me? Tell me!" She was almost shouting on top of her voice. I looked around from the tree to see if someone else is around the area but I saw no one.

"You know, let me be sincere, I was starting to feel sorry for what I did to you... I mean how I got you arrested and all the ...all the......" She fumbled for what to say as I strained my ears to hear what she wants to say. "Well, admittedly, you can say I went too far, I get it, but it was you, with your lies and dishonesty that left me with absolutely no choice... I just had to hit the quit button on us...." She paused and sniffed in hard. She stared long into the sky and when she eventually brought her face down, heavy tears trickled down her soft cheeks.
"Honestly, I hate everything that happened to us,....." She continued. "believe it or not, I was already regretting it, but with this one that you are doing to me now? Eh? to me again? Darous! Again?!" She hits her chest very hard with her palms. "Seriously, I hate myself for feeling sorry for someone like you.... I hate the fact that my head and brain has never worked together in any situation that involves you.... The last time they eventually came to terms on your case, that was when I was truly free.... Honestly, getting rid of you was the best thing I ever do with my brain...."


By now, you should already have a picture of how her face will look like while dropping those heavy words on my wounded doorstep.
"I don't feel sorry anymore. I've come to realize that you deserve every penny of pain or struggle you are going through in life right now..... Truly, it was I that pulled the trigger on our relationship, but it was you, with your unending lies and unrepentant character to see lies and deceit as a grand option, it was you that loaded the gun...and whatever you are going through now is of your own doing not mine.... Don't hate me for wanting to stay away from someone like you.....for wanting happiness for once in my life....you can't hate me for that..."

"Ah" I sighed out when I thought she has finished talking but that only gave her an indication to continue.

"I don't know how you did it, I don't know how you managed to escape from prison, maybe for some part of God's unquestionable reasons, this meeting was meant to happen so we can clear the air, but let me tell you clearly, I'm not saying you shouldn't run away, I won't stop you but, I repeat, if you ever come across my life again, if you try as little as hurt a single member of my family ever again!......" She declared vehemently and bit her lips hard as I listened anxiously to hear the remaining parts of her pains. "You will spend the rest of your miserable existence rueing the day you first sent me that Facebook friend request....cos I've realized that you are nothing! Nothing... but a great pain to my life and family as a whole...." Her eyes were that of a wounded lion. So fierce and full of anguish.

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CONTINUATION OF T.D.A 15.



I bowed my head down to think. To see if I truly deserve all the things she said to me. To see if I should honor her with a reply or just let it go. Then the latter part of her statement got on my nerves. Where she said I have been nothing but a pain to her family and her as a whole.

'no, you can't take that. You don't deserve all those blames alone. Let her feel your pains also.' A familiar voice communed to me. I chew my teeths together to decline the request of the Temper fc in me that was calling for a rematch with Pacifist Fc.

There was silence for some minutes as she tried to fight off the emotions that were trying to overwhelm her. The tears that were trying to send her crying on the ground.

My dangling legs were swinging in a Jingle-over-like-a-motor- motion as I sit on the tree. My brain was busy trying to come up with the best possible way to tackle this situation.

"Last thing I want to say is, " Her voice cuts into my thoughts. I didn't even bother to look at her anymore. "I've taken Chris and if you don't want any more trouble, anymore wahala than this one you are in, please I'm begging you again, to stay out of our lives for good. " She threatened sternly. I was again tempted to act at that moment, but my Pacifist Fc was already leading the Temper Fc by 2goals to nothing..

She suddenly turned around and begin to walk away slowly. Back towards the direction she had came from.

"I..." I struggled for words but they didn't come as a part of me was trying to keep me from calling her back.

She must have sensed that I wanted to say something so she stopped and turned back to look at me but after waiting for almost a minute without getting anything from me, she shake her head and in a regrettable manner, hissed out loud.
"If you have nothing to say to me, then let it be so. Let this be the last time I'll ever see you." She said that from a few feets away and that was when I saw the need to talk.

"Joke...." I called sharply before I will even think of not doing so again.

She turned around with a contempt filled eyes. "Yes?"

"Hmm.." I scoffed. "Joke, just do something for me please..." I said with an appealing tone.

"What is that?" She asked frankly.

I jumped down from the tree and remained where I landed.

"As you are leaving now, nothing will thrill me more than to hear about your death tomorrow morning." I dropped that outrightly.

I can't begin to explain the kind of look on her face. She was stunned, shocked, and highly horrified when those words settled in her mind. I would have asked you to borrow me more words to justifiably qualify her expression but the ones I borrowed in the first part of my story, I never return am, so you have to manage the ones I used above.

"So now....now you want me dead?" She finally said with a confused tone.

"Yes....yes....I promise, I will masturbate for 30days and 30nights if I hear tomorrow that you are dead....Joke, can you do me that favour?"

"Hmmmm" She scoffed briefly and moved closer to me so that our eyes were now meeting very close. "Then be a man and do it yourself!" She cried out. "Do it yourself you bastard!" Suddenly, she hits me on the chest with her palms and if not for the Mango-weight I'm using, I might have dropped to the floor from the effects of her hands.

I thought she would stop hitting me but she didn't. She never stopped hitting me and raining curses and abuses on me. That was the exact reaction I was hoping to see from her. I want to give her pain so her brain will be vulnerable enough to grab everything I planned on saying to her.

I got tired of letting her hit me and I gently pushed her back. She was crying and sobbing heavily and she had to bend on her knees to maintain her body from falling to the ground as her emotions continue to overwhelm her.

I let her cry for some minutes before I cleared my throat and begin to talk while she was still crying.

"You know, the thing is, Joke, all these years, I kept a secret from the world. A shred of faith. See I never believed that life, the universe, a higher power, God or whatever you want to call it, that's controlling it.....Nothing can ever make me suffer so much and then die without knowing true love...damn it Joke, that.... it'd just be too cruel. Too cruel for me to die in this life with everything that I've been through, all the pains, hustle and sorrow....." I paused when I sensed that my that tears were getting themselves ready to start driving through the borders of my eyes towards my cheeks, so I had to pause momentarily to set up a road block for them.

"And when I met you,....." I continued after setting up the roadblocks. "When I met you Joke, my faith was rewarded. I was happy. I found true love in you. Before meeting you, I know how I was living my life, I know the things I do to get to a woman's pants. I know the bad things I used to do before I can eat... But then I met you, my kryptonite, I was ready to change for you... I no longer chase after girls, but it's not my fault that they tend to find my looks irresistible. My looks got me into most of the trouble I'm in right now... I was already losing hope on myself.....but meeting you again after the times we spent apart restored my hope...." I paused to adjust the roadblocks when I sensed that my tears were trying to maneuver around it.

"Then the marriage came,...." I continued while she remained in the bending position. She was no longer crying, just occasional hiccups. "You vowed to me on the altar before your God and man that you will never leave me no matter the density of my faults. You promised to stay with me no matter what. You promised to swim with me throught the thick currents of the oceans. You never said you will leave me to face them alone. Ah, Joke, no matter how you try to justify it, I don't deserve what you did to me...no human, no matter the gravity of their undoings should have to go through such an ordeal in their lives. My world came crashing down before my own eyes. You didn't spare my mother of that horrible experience. You just decided to be the jury and executioner. You played God on my life.... You decided my fate in the most dehumanizing way...." At that moment, the tears have already bribed my emotions and they have lifted the roadblocks, hence their arrival on my cheeks. In simpler un-motoric terms, I was already weeping. My legs were shaking and I had to get into a squatting posture to sustain my weight.

Joke on the other hand was still bending down, still resting her palms on her slightly bended knees.

"I believe that this life has a way of testing someone's will, either by having nothing happen at all or having everything happen at once...sadly in my own case, Life chooses the latter. And I was hoping with you by my side, I can climb the tallest of mountains...but all you did was abandoned me at the deadliest peak of Everest. You took away my life support and left me in the open when you know that my life will be meaningless without you in it...."

There was silence again as the two of us continue to get drowned in our respective emotions.

"You know, I was truly hurt, when....when....hmmmmm.... You know, you acted on what your sister said to you that I did to her, she said I rap3d her, hmmm, and then Chioma told you that I killed Adedoyin, hmmmmm,......" I paused again. "Today, you deserve to know the truth about those things.....I will tell you in full details of everything concerning those issues...."

I took my time to explain to her in detailed pieces of how Nike and I had a consensual anal sex. Again, I went further by telling her, detail by detail of my affairs with Adedoyin, up till the circumstances surrounding her death and how Chioma played a larger role in it. I also told her of how I thought Chioma had amnesia until she showed up at our wedding. I also told her that I didn't sent her any message requesting her presence at the guest house. I told her of everything Lewis did to me and the boy and how I managed to get us free. I went further to tell her that how can I send a message to her when she know that only Lewis and Nike has her new number?

"How do I know everything you just said to me is the truth? That you are not trying to garner my sympathy so you can strike me again...." She said to me when I've finished explaining to her.

"Well, I know you always tell me not to say it but if it's what it will take for you to believe me, then I will say it..... Joke I swear to you on my father's grave...."

"No..." She tried to caution me.

"On my father's grave that everything I just said to you are nothing but the absolute truth... And if I'm found wanting in any thing I just tell you, let thunder strike the left breeast of my....."

"Noooooo..... don't go there....." She said and used her two index fingers to block her eardrums. So I had to stop. She straightened up momentarily and returned to the bending down posture. I don't know why she chose to remain in that tiring posture.

"I'm not claiming to be a saint Joke, I'm not saying I'm not at fault, but I did everything I did back then with the best intentions of not wanting to hurt you... I was scared of what I would become if you found out about my past and you decide to leave me. I had the best intentions for everything I did to you but you know one thing I earnt from watching the Legend of the Seeker is that Wizard's second rule which states, 'the greatest harm can come from the best intentions'....how so true..."

I sniffed hard and looked around. The sun was almost setting and that tells me it's time to go. Everything that just transpired between Joke and I has made me lose interest in dealing with Lewis. So I sighed and mentally prepared my last words.

"But, I must tell you Joke, there's no regret in life, just lessons learnt... Because in the end of it all, all I learned was how to be strong A-L-O-N-E." I ended with ambiguous emphasis on the last word. My last words hit her hard and the next thing I started hearing from her were plain cries if agonies. The tears were dropping to the floor subsequently and it was starting to affect me greatly.

Swiftly, I arose and turned around in a determined attempt to walk away but the next thing I hear her say was something I never expected to hear from her in a thousand years.

"I...I...I'm sorry...." She stammered out amid sniffs and hiccups and wailings.

Hearing that made my heart to melt instantly. My will power broke down and I had no choice than to make the wailing task a plural one for both of us. I dropped to my knees without turning around to face her as I begin to weep bitterly. We were weeping so hard to the extent that none of us paid attention to her phone that was ringing out loud. The phone rang for some minutes before it stopped totally.

"I'm sorry.... Darous, I'm sorry....I'm very sorry...." I heared her footsteps approaching me very quick and before I could think of standing up to avoid her, she have already wrapped her arms around my neck and shoulders from behind. I wanted to wriggle myself free of her grip but the mere fact that her breast was touching my head was enough to make my body's stubborn armed-robber to lower it's weapons.

I was just swinging gently from side to side as she remained locked to my back. She continued to express how sorry she was through her crying words and before I knew it, I was already pacifying her to stop crying. She continued to tell me all she discovered about Lewis but she was unable to do anything to it because he was the only one keeping her safe from the wrath of every beneficiary of my short term wealth. She told me about how my family members threatened to kill her if she doesn't get me released from the prison. She said that was the reason why she decided to leave Abeokuta for my house in Ibadan. She also told me that she was aware of the 2bn I have in my Diamond account but her conscience would not let her tell Lewis or even act on taking it.

All this she told me through robust crying and fat wails.

We eventually got over ourselves after some times of expressing out our deepest pains through crying and wailing.
The night was fast approaching and I saw the need to bid her farewell so I can get away fast before Lewis shows up to come and complicate things for us.

"Where will you go now?" She asked me after I've announced to her that I'm leaving.

"I'm sorry, I can't tell you..."

"Why?" She asked searching into my eyes for answers.

"My safety depends on it...." I told her.

"Hmmmm..... I understand, but do you think running away is the best option?"

"Nooo... I don't think it's the best option but survival first before anything else...there are people that are already aware of my 2bn money and they will stop at nothing to get it from me...they are the ones that broke me out of jail. As I'm talking to you now, two people are dead already because of that money...believe me, walking away is the best way to keep people safe..." I explained hurriedly to her as I dust off the dirts on my garment.

She pondered on my words briefly and then looked me in the eye.

"What if I go to the police and tell them I'm no longer interested in the case?, that I want to withdraw it? Will that change your mind from running away?"

"Ahahaha....." I laughed wryly. "You got to be joking... Joke, this is no longer your case... You are more like a witness in this case... This case involves murder, attempted murder and attempted suicide.... presently, Chioma is still in the hospital....she's in a coma state and her parents are on my neck.... And only Chioma can solve this. She's the only one that can tell the police about the truth and maybe the judge will see other actions as a mere frustrated retaliation from me...maybe he might give me a light sentence in two weeks time."

"Hmmmm....so there's no way out of this than running away?" She asked again.

"Sadly, there isn't....it's for the safety of everyone that I go away."

"Hmmmm....Then if that's the case, I will go get Chris and we will follow you..."

"Is that a joke or what?" I asked confusingly.

"Like hell I am...., You think you are the only one affected by this? Remember you met me a virgin....I never had sex all through my life and you introduced me to that sexual life...I could never have wished for someone else than you to be my first love maker...and I have promised myself never to have another man in my heart... I love you Darous....."

"You can't say you love me Joke, you know I hate crowded places..."

"I know you don't believe me, but it's a good thing I now have a second chance to prove it to you...."

"What about Lewis?"

"What about him?"

"Don't you love him?"

"Darous, what are you talking about? I can't love someone like that....I don't love...." Her phone rang at that moment and she picked it from the ground. She checked the screen and scoffed before pointing the phone to me. "Speak of the devil..."

"Lewis..." I said after seeing the name on the screen.

I thought she was going to pick the call but she just switched off the phone and stuff it inside her tight jeans.

"So what do we do now?" She asked.

"Joke," I called her and cleared my throat. " As much as I would have loved to have you by my side for ever, I can't do that. I can't let you be a fugitive because of me...you will be throwing your life away and I can't let you do that..." I moved closer to her and held her by both cheeks

"No Darous, my life is beside you.. I know what I'm saying..." She countered.

"Listen to me.... Joke, you are the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me.... You have brought me the best joys I ever known...."

"And the sadness too...don't be so gentle on me Darous...."

"I wasn't planning to, but it will be harsh of me to let you do this because you feel guilty about what you did to me....no I won't be able to live with myself if God forbids, something happens to you... Joke, my life will be totally ruined. Every shred of hope of finding happiness that I'm hanging on will be gone with it if something happens to you... Please, I'm doing this for me, not for you...."

She was starting to cry again when I finished saying that to her. I wasn't ready to let her tie me down with her tears again so I quickly turn around away from her.

"Please just take care of Chris for me...please, don't let anything happen to him........" I said finally and begin to walk away. I was about to bend the last corner that will lead me to the fence of my house when I hear her voice again.

"Darous....!" She shouted at me and I wasn't ready to stop. So I planned on increasing my pace but before I could take another step forward she said something that made me froze to the spot.

"I'm....I'm...." She stammered long enough to trigger my curiosity. "I'm pregnant....!"

Okay, okay, wait guys,.....let's just pretend she didn't say that. Let us pretend for one second that I didn't just hear her say that out to me. Let's just pretend that that was her last attempt to make me stay with her.

Have we finished pretending yet? Okay. Now let us tell her to say that out again. We are all going to ask her to say it again. Okay? On the count of 1 to 3.

Ready? Guys are you ready? Okay.

1....


2!!!



3!!!!!! Go.........


"Joke come again please?" We've all say that to her.


She sighed high. "I'm Pregnant!"

There you have it, she have said it again, so now.....

WHAT NEXT?


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