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Neduzze5: You no go go finish your own?

as in enh, the rules are very scary, the funniest thing is that i've been disobeying all

can i join in the joke

dis guy dey jones us

well frank, dis update was well written, no typos and vivid scenery. well done.

but then tellin nlanders to comment is a big task, they like 'chop and clean mouth' thing.

#is it my phone, or did i see legion of rules before posting#

moresignal: 9ice work princesa... Just dont keep me waiting tomarw

wont dare. Thanks 4 reading

Br3nd4: Yay! Very buriful. . . Cant wait for tomorrow. .
My daughter inlaw, you're doing a nice job.

thanks, so u wil knw ur son is marryn a good girl

Ollyfad: u r stil on boys ova flower?pls move on 2 personal taste joor.d film held me ransom til d mawnin of my test nd i culdnt evn read 4 d test

that film is damn so addictive, so tel me what hapnd at last, did Geum jan di marry Ji Hoo or Jun pyo

that's all for now, no lectures tomorrow means i would work on the remaining chapter, so help me God.

#i hope this update didn't seem rushed, Izukwu and co, comments oh#

off to go watch 'boys over flowers#

Daisy said nothing, she was dumbfounded. How had mama known, she had guided
the secret carefully. But mama was insinuating otherwise. She was still aching inside from the hurt and even felt a strong force to protect her man from the claws of those 'oloriburuku' girls that filled Lagos.

Mama stroked her arm gently, 'am really glad that YOU are the one who likes Jide, maybe also love him, and even though he might not seem the best option of a man for you right now, i believe that you are what he needs, your charm is enough to get him on the right tracks, and i want
you to help me'

'Me? What can i do' daisy asked confused, she wasn't sure where mama was headed.

'Yes you, iwo ni mo fe' (its you i want)

'mama i....'

'its my plan to get him settled, and i want you to be his bride'. Mama dropped the bombshell, it hit Daisy like a tornado.

'Bride!' daisy exclaimed standing up. 'you don't...are you...i...will
he...i mean...its sudden...i don't...there's Peter...and what...' she was stuttering for She was nervous.

'Daisy calm down please' mama pleaded. 'i know you and Peter broke up last month, or did...'

'No we've not' Daisy replied

'Then that's not the problem, please think over this issue I know it's a bizarre request i make, but help me out, lets save this
man we love'

Daisy sat down. What was she to make of this request? Marry Jide! Like Marry Jide! Was that a dream come true or what? She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

She slowly raised her head to see the expectant look on Mama's face. Mama was indeed serious!

'what about Jide, has he agreed to this?' she asked.

'He has...i mean he will, he has no option than to, your acceptance is
what i need now'.

'Let me think over this' Daisy replied calmly.

Painful Silence.

Mama stood up and patted her back. 'Goodnight my child' she said and
walked out.

Daisy kept still, she was deep in thought. Was he worth the risk?

The next morning, Daisy had told the over joyed woman that she accepted. That became a catalyst to series of quarrel, fights, austerity measures to subdue Jide.

Soon the proposal was 'exported' to Nigeria, its 'importer' Jide's father and the 'consumer' Jide himself. It hadn't been easy but the wedding occurred at last amidst fire and brimstone.

Daisy placed the last of the food on the dining table, the time showed that Jide would soon be back. All that travel through Memory lane was making her dizzy and emotional, she needed so much to rest.

If she had been thrilled and happy then, when she had accepted the proposal a month ago, she wasn't now. She was living on hope that the man whom she had left everything in Boston to come 'save' would one day, see and and atleast thank her for her unsolicited gamble of taking chances with him.

She left for her room when she heard the noise of the gate signifying that he was back.
*********

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'Why are you up till now? It Ain't good for your health you know' Daisy said as she made her way to the back of the chair mama sat.

She was spending the weekend at Mama's residence, it had been a routine since her sophomore year, and though now she has graduated and even
working, the tradition still stuck.

Daisy had been watching a late night movie when she noticed light rays from Mama's study, she had then decided to go check on her since the movie had also ended.

'am stronger than you think' mama replied smiling, her eyes shut as she relished the pleasure from Daisy's hand massaging her shoulders.

'its midnight already, you need rest.'Daisy replied continuing her act.

'or did a new order arrive from Nigeria?' she added. Mama always worked into the night whenever that happened.

'yeah, that and a lot more' replied Mama sitting up.

Daisy stopped the massage. She had sensed something was amidst through out the day. Mama wasn't her cheerful self. And now her words just confirmed it.


Daisy walked past mama, drew a chair and sat close to her.

'I know something is wrong, why don't you tell me what it is?' she said.

Mama gave a painful smile, took down her reading glass and cast a glance at Daisy. Her expression unreadable. Daisy pulse raised involuntarily, she was worried.

'Daisy Omo mi...' she began 'i don't know how to put this across to
you...'

Daisy heart beat faster, that was a bad line to start with, the two
women were so close that no secret existed between them, why was Mama sounding like that!

Daisy made to speak, but mama shook her head signaling her to stop.

'jó kin soro tan' (please, let me finish speaking) she said.

Silence ensued for what seemed like hours to Daisy, she was beside
herself with worries, different thoughts coursed through her mind and
she couldn't rein in her desperation.

Mama spoke then.

'My son, called me just yesterday from Nigeria, it doesn't seem ok over there. Jide...'

'Jide what happened to him? Hope he's ...' Daisy cut in.


Mama smiled shaking her head. It wasn't going to be hard afterall, she thought.

'Daisy, ni suru, mo ni pe ko Je kin soro tan' mama calmed the agitated girl. (Daisy be calm, i told you to allow me finish)

'quite alright, Jide is the reason for this discussion now, but nothing
bad as you think has happened to him. omo jati jati yen wa da da ni,
tori yen lon fin she yeye si nigeria' mama said raising her voice in the
last statement. (that silly boy is very fine, and that's the reason
he's misbehaving in Nigeria).

Daisy heaved a sigh of relief. Her man of dream was okay, then what was wrong she thought.

Mama continued. 'my son called me, and he was relaying to me how irresponsible Jide has become, especially with women, Jide ngbe awon Omo oloriburuku obirin to po si ile eko!(jide mingles with iresponsible
women that are all over Lagos) can you imagine that, at his age, he's
not settled down, omo mi Adekanbi was married and has given birth to him
and his brother at that age. Yet he feels sleeping around is best for
him...'mama was shaking with anger now.

'pls calm down mama, are you sure of this...' Daisy cut in, she was
hurting with all mama was revealing and still worried over her working
herself up because of her health.

But Mama was not deterred. There really was no stopping her when she
became like this.

'...ofcourse am sure! And to think his father and i are working hard to
see the company grow and see that our family name is untainted, yet he
disobeys him and even refuse to come to work, he keeps late night, going
from club to club, dancing around his life! ah! Ko ni da fun gbogbo
won, i swear!' (it will not be well with all of them) mama completed
heaving with anger and a tear stained eyes.

Daisy watched on quietly, she was heartbroken, the picture mama had
painted made her feel Jide was actually cheating on her. A tear rolled
down her cheeks.

Mama saw the tear and held her hand gently.

'Daisy omo mi, ma ke' (my child do not cry).

'its okay, am fine...' daisy replied with a weak smile, there wasn't any plausible reason why should she be crying over the issue, how would mama take it, it wasn't as if jide was married to her or something. Only she knew her secret fantasy, what she should do now was console mama and not bloody cry! She wiped her tears.

'am really fine, am worried about you that's all'. She added and looked down

Mama considered the younger woman for some seconds, Daisy actually crying confirmed what she already knew and she was secretly glad because it meant her plan would perfectly work.

'crying would not solve OUR problem you know...'she said. Daisy looked up then to find Mama smiling and staring at her. She was confused.

'i know you like him, i know everything, even though its recent'. She continued

I read just the last part with the letter. story sounded interesting.

so at this junction, i very well should say congrats!
you've achieved a feat, nomatter how positive, negative it is!
well done





#now everybody snap back to reality#

thanks pretty......i appreciate.





#hi guys, am simply sorry that i couldn't post as promised#

Fart really saved the day, when would you teach me that fart trade of your



#how do you expect me to understannd hausa#

lol...help me tell am oh......

[quote author=Mum Z ]If every1 cn predict ur story line, den I dnt tink it ll
mke 4 interestn readn. U dnt av 2 write it d way every1 want, u av d
idea, so mke it unpredictable wit some surprises n suspense. Dat ll
capture a reader's attention 4 long. So far so good. Weldone.[/quote]should i get them divorced then?
would that be a suspense filled ending romance story are easy to predict, that's why




just keep your fingers crossed

Br3nd4: Young lady, run back to your thread and make Jide Kiss Daisy

yes mother in law
i just wanted to relax my nerves, oh well......


#walks out looking downcast#

Highbe: @MAZI:Whenever you are confronted with an opponent.Conquer him/her with love.

exactly what am doing

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maishot: Bad belle girl.

Your death on NL is very close sis.

Change for good

me abi good girl since 1937 na
plus i don't mind if You become the death of me on nl



#mazi, because of my ............ for you, i will volunteer to clean the blood and pick the litters on the floor. don't thank me, i owe you one #

my shoulders are hot na, how come they suddenly became cold



me i was just bein myself na
oya come let's make up


*looks around*
its with a handshake oh, what else?

so it has been settled

dmalam: oboi see fite ooo..Gan gan gan gan!!
Mazi vs Mynd.....
Seun be refree........
we be spectators........

i like you dude, care to buy me another popcorn? dis one don finish

if i tell you am not having a field day, i lie...

see how statement and counter statement dey fly

hadayshawlar: One thing I am so sure of is dat Jide will come to love dis girl.
Do me a favor Princesa, make him GROVEL for her attention when dat time comes.thanks in advance

you are welcome in advance
why are stories so predictable these days? i Guess we should blame those nollywood producers


#that's just a tip of the iceberg, Chapter 7 continues later today hopefully#


thanks to all of u for reading.

Chapter 7.
Daisy stretched lazily on the sleeping chair close to the swimming pool.
She had had an hour bout of lazy swimming and now lay facing the sky,
intermittently sipping from the glass of orange juice that nestled on
the table close by.

'Life can be good sometimes' she murmured contentedly, raised herself up
slightly and sipped once more from her juice.

Lying back, she caught the gateman Adamu, staring at her.

When their eyes met, Adamu looked away immediately and fondled with the
broom he was holding in pretence of sweeping.

Daisy grinned and stretched further on her back, she couldn't care less
if he stole a glance or two at her. 'so long as he can't touch, Let him
indulge himself' she thought.

Daisy knew she had the right curves to turn masculine heads anytime.
With a skin like the evening sun, a heart-shaped face and a pair of eyes
which Peter had once described as 'deep and innocent', Daisy knew that
both old and young men would fall for her charm, if she ever set her
mind to, but charming men wasn't particularly one of her passions,
especially when she knew that the charm couldnt capture the attention of
the only one man in the world that her soul craved. So what was it use?

Daisy mood became threatened by the road her thoughts were taking, why
did thinking about him these days not hold so much 'lily
flowered-fantasies' it previously had? She wondered.

It was now three weeks into their marriage and they were still like
total strangers, he had only recently started eating the food she
painstakingly prepared and kept for him consistently daily.

She had been all surprised and hopeful the Tuesday she had perfunctorily
gone to clear the dining, knowing fully well that it would be the way
she had set it earlier.

'So he had finally decided to eat' she had exclaimed happily. The fried
eggs was half eaten and the bread nylon was undone, proving her right,
if it had been Monday she would have thought Okon had helped himself to
it, because he had always been the lucky beneficiary of Jide's untouched
meal, but it wasn't!

Daisy had remained cheerful throughout that day, even taking extra pain
in preparing the dinner of that night. She had also gotten a reward for
her effort too, because he downed every bit.

'what an appetite!' She had said, satisfied with herself and thanking
her stars that they was a tiny light to work with afterall.

But that was where it had ended. Nothing changed. Noone said anything to
anyone. The few times she had tried saying 'hi', the silent response
she got had put her off, finally she stopped trying.

Daisy knew her life was downright monotous. Wake up by Six. cook. Bath.
Watch movies or whatever. Chat with Okon whenever he came. Surf the web
with her phone whenever she was bored.Listen to the endless music on her
phone. Cook dinner. Sleep. Wake up for midnight for her juice-dose. And
back to waking up at 6.

Daisy smiled sadly as she mentally listed her life's routine, 'circle of
the bored', she tagged it.
Add occasional swimming she mused and you would have the life of Daisy
Olukoya at your fingertips.

No action, no lovemaking, no petting, no care, no love!

No companion too. She completed.

Mama had visited last week to intimate her of her trip back to Boston
because business calls. Daisy had sadly wished the elderly woman a safe
trip back. She understood quite alright, but was sad to see her 'mother'
go, she would definitely miss her.

Mama had promised to keep intouch too, the loss of her 'assistant'
wasn't easy too and she felt like a grandmother going to one of those
'homes for the aged' that characterised American family life.

Daisy mood was now totally ruined, she slowly stood up, tied the
transparent scarf over her moderate swim wear, for it covered her
perfectly while still flattering her figures.

'that's all swimming for today' she muttered and picked up her the glass
of juice, then bounded off for the house. Today was Friday, she needed
to plan her Saturday purchase for the market tomorrow. Especially now
that Jide had started eating his meals.

Those thoughts of mama brought back memories of another time and another
place, barely a few months ago but now seemed like a thousand years had
passed. It was the day mama had broached the marriage issue to her, and
slowly but vividly her mind replayed the scene.

*********

you must have been so notorious in school.

if you want 'glorified' come to my school too...... but it seems you guyz are more having fun





#do u have a grudge against me?#

Plot......spell bounding
Narrative......natural following. Though i must add that your subsequent chapters was riddled with typo errors and mix up in sentence construction. Keep up the perfect job, that's how you get a thrilling fulfilment at the end. you write real well.


#so you are also from Imo? Nwane kedu?#

my heart was racing whilst i was reading...is this even legal

...7 years later.
i wonder how many of them sold their scripts finally...










clowns

*grabs pop corn*
interesting stuff unfolding here...

confusion always in ............... camp

oyestephen: The accuser becomes the accused

as in enh