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ladyverere:
Shewrites I don't understand this update. Especially about the gas leak. Anybody can smell a gas leak even from afar. How come the driver didn't even though he was smacked in the middle of it? Pls explain. Thanks.

A woman woke up one morning and went straight to her kitchen to prepare breakfast. The whole place exploded.

Why didn't she smell the gas?

As humans, sometimes, our bodies might be physically present in a place, but our minds and senses are afar off.

Shit happens.

*winks*

Happy Sunday everyone!

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Edet wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand. His apprentices gathered around, watching him as he worked on the vehicle. He caught the glimpse of his wife the instant she walked into the shop, baring a small basket covered with a pink napkin. He wiped his dirty hands on the grease stained overall, pulled it off and went in after her.

“Hi,” he walked into the corner space that served as his private office.

“Hi,” she placed the basket on top of the table and brought out a food flask, a bottle of water and a pack of juice.

“I was about coming home to prepare lunch for myself. I wasn’t sure when you were going to get home,” he settled down on one of the chairs by the wooden table.

“I got home about half an hour ago,” she dished the food into a flat plate.

“I trust you have eaten already,” he teased her.

“Before nko.”

He collected the plate of food and laughed quietly. She filled the glass with the fruit juice and sat down on the chair opposite his.

“Where is the employment letter they gave you?” he spoke between mouthfuls.

She folded her arms across her bosom and sighed heavily. The scene at the Personnel Manager’s office flashed through her mind’s eye.

“Princess?” he observed her tired and sad facial expression.

“He tore my employment letter into pieces and vowed to delete my information from their system,” tears gathered in her eyes.

Edet swallowed the food in his mouth. A series of thoughts ran through his mind as he processed what she was saying.

“He wanted me to sleep with him. When I refused, he tore my letter,” she began to sob. The tears she had been holding back since she left the
multi-national company came streaming down her fair smooth face.

He placed the half-eaten plate of food on the table, drained his glass of juice, got up and pulled his wife to her feet, into his warm embrace.

“That man, whoever he was, he is an ape. A baboon that needs to be castrated. He is a devil’s incarnate who wanted to reap where he has not sown. They can eat the job for all I care. Wipe your tears, the God who is always on time will show up for you, okay?”

She nodded quickly, comforted by his assuring words.

“Relax, God dey,” he let her go and sat back on his seat.

“Thank you,” she wiped her wet face with the back of her hand and sat back on her chair.

Edet picked up his plate of food and resumed eating. “I have told you to come and work for me. I might not pay you up to thirty thousand naira monthly, but, at least, it is something.”

She sighed heavily. “I have already thought about it,” she directed her gaze at him.

“Good, then you can start tomorrow,” he refilled the glass with the fruit juice.

“Okay,” she believed that with time, he was going to double her pay.

“This office is in a total mess. I have a lot of paper work that I have not sorted out in a long time due to procrastination,” he complained.

She looked around the office space and noticed several dusty cartons filled with Accounting ledgers, Receipt booklets, and many other documents.

“Just take your time and help me get things in order,” he looked back at her.

“Okay, I will try my best boss man.”

He chuckled and continued to eat his food.

“I met an old friend today.”

“Hmm…” he placed the empty plate on the table and picked up the glass of fruit juice.

“She wants me to join her tonight for a job.”

Edet began to shake his head. “All these witches and wizards that have gathered in only God knows where, taunting my wife, may they all die
by fire in Jesus name.”

She began to giggle.

“It is like the devil just decided to prepare for you today…” he drained the glass and placed it on the table.

“She gave me a hundred and fifty thousand naira. She said she wanted me to look good tonight,” she informed her husband.

“Eh!” he placed a hand on his head. “Serious bribing!”

Edua laughed and held her waist.

“It is well. We will use her money to sort out some of our pending bills and also buy foodstuff.”

She nodded in agreement. “I will also like to make my hair.”

“Okay. You can take five thousand naira out of the money to make your hair.”

She raised an eyebrow.

He noticed the unsatisfied look in her light brown eyes. “What? Is it too small?”

“Yes, I need about fifteen thousand naira.”

He gave a shake of head. “That is too much. Are you celebrating your birthday? What kind of hair style do you want to make?”

She folded her arms across her chest. “I will buy relaxer and retouch my hair, that is five thousand naira already. I will also buy a weave-on and fix the hair.”

He scratched a spot on his scalp. “Okay, fine. Manage eight thousand naira. Look for a cheap relaxer and weave-on.”

“I can’t change relaxer again. I might lose my hair. I can look for a cheaper weave-on, but, I don’t want to turn bald in my twenties.”

He started to laugh, although he understood her compliant. Edua got to her feet, she placed the food flask, empty flat plate and pack of fruit juice in the basket. She left the bottle of water on the table and spread the napkin over the basket.

“I will be home as soon as I am done here.”

“Take your time. I need the television all to myself,” she winked at him.

“You and Telemundo,” he reached out for her elbow and pulled her by the hand, making her sit on his laps.

She placed her hands around his neck and smiled at him.

“You have made me very happy and I do not regret getting married to you,” his eyes became intense as he stared at her light brown ones.

She dropped her gaze, suddenly feeling shy.

“I love you more each and every day,” he brushed a hand over her smooth face.

She lifted her eyes to meet his caring ones. “I love you too,” she whispered.

“With God’s backing, I am going to take good care of you. You do not have anything to worry about.”

“I know.”

Edet leaned forward and claimed her lips.

Xxxxxxxxxx

Adesua strode into her sitting room, cat-walking and swirling her hips from side to side. Six of the pretty and physically endowed girls she gave out to wealthy men occasionally were seated in the room, eating from a tray of small chops and drinking from three bottles of wine placed on the center table. They were the best out of twenty-one other girls that she worked with.

“I have big clients coming in tonight,” she halted at the center of the room.

They all paid attention to her.

“I want you all to be on your best behavior. I am going to double your payments after the job.”

“Hurray!” the girls chorused in excitement.

“The driver will be here in less than twenty minutes. Make sure that you are ready by the time he gets here,” she instructed them and walked out of the large room.

One of the girls got up from her seat, pulling another girl after her. They stood by the dining and spoke in hush tones.

“Are you game?” the taller girl addressed her.

“Yes, I am,” the darker girl nodded in confirmation.

“If we act fast, we can end this before the driver gets here.”

“Okay.”

“This is the only way we can start out on our own.”

“I know. She has a long list of rich clients. How do we convince them to patronize us?”

“Don’t worry, I have a plan. Let’s go.”

They both headed out in search of their employer. They found her in the kitchen, drinking straight up from a bottle of red wine.

“Suzzy, Becky, my best of the best,” she grinned at them. “Come, come, join me,” she picked two glasses from the shelf above the sink and filled it with the wine.

The girls walked up to her, collected the glasses and splashed the content on her face.

“What’s the meaning of this?!” she staggered, missed a step and collapsed on the tiled floor.

The girls pounced on her. One of them held her by the legs while the other strangled her by the neck with both hands. She fought them off with all her might as life began to slip out of her. Several events ran past her mind’s eye. The day her husband died, the way she sold her daughter off to the likes of Alhaji Musa and his friends, the establishment of her boutiques, and her greed to have all the money in the whole wide world. In that moment of distress, she realized that her efforts had been in vain. She had been chasing shadows instead of taking care of her daughter and giving her the life she deserved. She had indeed made a lot of mistakes and she hoped that someday, the girl would find it in her heart to forgive her. She reconciled with her maker, stopped fighting, and then gave in to the darkness that consumed her.

“I think she’s gone,” Becky whispered.

“Are you sure?” Suzzy looked at the woman closely.

“Yes, she has stopped breathing.”

“Great,” Suzzy let go of the woman’s legs and staggered to her feet.

“Mission accomplished,” Becky released her boss’ neck and sighed with relief.

“We are going to be rich,” Suzzy gave her friend an ‘high five’.

“Suzzy, Becky, the driver is here,” one of the girls hurried into the kitchen.

Becky jumped to her feet immediately.

“Who is that?” the girl pointed at the body she saw lying on the floor.

“None of your business. Leave! We will join you in a moment,” Suzzy instructed her.

“Is that madam?” the girl looked closely at the lifeless body.

“Are you deaf?!” Becky screamed at her.

The girl ignored them and dashed towards her employer’s body. She knelt down and shook the body.

“What happened to her?” she raised her head and looked at Suzzy, then at Becky.

Both girls charged at her. She fought back and crashed against the gas cooker. The yellow pipe that connected the gas cylinder to the cooker got disconnected in the process and the force at which she hit her head on the cooker rendered her unconscious. She collapsed on the floor with a loud thud.

“We need to leave now,” Becky dashed out of the kitchen.

Suzzy ran after her friend without hesitating. They met the driver outside the building. He instructed them to get into the van while he called the other girls. But, once he was out of sight, Becky and Suzzy headed straight for the main gate.

The driver found some of the girls in the sitting room, dancing to the music blasting from the television. He went in search of his employer, but, she was nowhere to be found. He assumed that she must have left the house. He went into the kitchen and brought out a bottle of wine from the refrigerator. He opened the bottle and poured some of the content into a wine glass. He gulped down the drink and refilled the glass. He fished for the pack of cigarette and lighter in his breast pocket. His wandering eyes fell on the body by the sink and another by the gas cooker.
He approached them, wondering who they were. He recognized his boss and one of her girls. He dropped to his knees and tapped her on the shoulder.

“Madam, madam…”

There was no response. He shook the girl by the shoulder. She didn’t respond either. Sweat broke out all over him when he realized that something terrible might have happened to them. He thought of calling his boss’s personal doctor, then he decided to call the security guard. Both of them were strong enough to lift the bodies and carry them into the vehicle. If he drove fast enough, he should be able to get them to the hospital in time. He took out a stick of cigarette from the pack and the moment he lit it, the whole place exploded!

skubido:
OK MA. Have a pleasant weekend ahead

You too.

skubido:
Maami plz comma update ooo

Hopefully on Sunday.

Bluefish7:
SheWrites you deserve some #accolades!!!!! Wo wah!!!!

Thanks

emerald18:
wow! nice work @shewrites... more mb to ur phone

Thank you.

Donspicey:
To Serve God No B Beans Ooo,,,u Go Face Temptations Sotey Lyf Go Tire U,,,make God Gv Her D Strength To Always Persevere Sha,,,pls Mention Me In D Nxt Update,,,.More Wisdom Ma'am

Thanks

okorro1:
just tuning in hope to enjoy the ride

You are highly welcome.

Enjoy yourself.

adontcare:
Though its been long I commented due to personal dissatisfaction from the writer. Oh yea, am not happy with d delayed update but, considering the writer's own side and I know it was not intentional though. Am still a human being( selfish). Thanx for the updates so far. I pray God open doors for beautiful things in ur life. Pls try and update at least twice a week. Thanx. Edua is strong. See temptations from all angle. May God deliver us from all temptation o. Amen

Amen. Thanks.

Bluefish7:
@shewrites beautiful piece there god bless ur muscle greatly, strated reading yesterday due to boredom and have been glued to my phone till bi fell asleep and now ayam ere....... #blessedup ma'am

Thank you.

chivera018:
Wow ! Am speechless, i never knew you were the owner of this story, till i decided to read the last page. Well done Ma. Your stories are always captivating.

Thank you.

Halyma:
Thanks Ma

*winka*

skubido:
Temptation go dey come till we leave dis word. So man need to tight his or her belt.


God we help Edua oooo cuz she try gan ni





Tanks a lot maami.. How is Family?



God bless your ministry ma

Thanks. The family is cool.

bekue:
Bia Bimbo be careful, which kind temptation be dis? Thanks ma'am.

*winks*

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

She smoothened the knee-length A-shaped navy blue pleated skirt with her wet palms and adjusted one of the buttons on her suit. She tried not to look at the Personnel Manager, her interviewer for the past three weeks, as he perused the documents in front of him. She was nervous and was trying hard not to show it. She had undergone five levels of interviews and tests in the past week and had been short-listed for instant employment by the multi-national company. Her joy had known no bounds when she got the text message some days ago. Finally, she was going to be able to support her husband financially. She would also be able to take care of herself and stop depending on him for everything. Even though he wasn’t complaining, she wanted to be financially independent.

“You are expected to resume at the Human Resources department next week Monday,” he raised his head and met her excited gaze.

She nodded in delight. “Yes, sir. Thank you sir.”

“Don’t thank me yet,” he leaned against the black leather chair, “There is one more thing,” his dark eyes sized her up.

She raised an eyebrow, speculating whether there was going to be another test or a final interview.

“Is there going to be another test?” she asked quickly, hoping that wasn’t the case.

The man grinned, “Maybe,” his dark gaze settled on her chest.

Subconsciously, she checked herself. The white blouse she wore beneath the suit covered her up, revealing no ounce of flesh. She looked back at the man and noticed that he was still staring at the upper part of her body.

“Come and sit here,” he tapped his thighs.

She blinked several times, shocked by his request. What was wrong with the man? Why does he want her to come and sit on his laps?
Whatever for? What has sitting on his laps got to do with her employment?

“Don’t waste my time,” he tapped his thighs again, his voice was firmer this time around.

“Sir, I am a happily married woman,” she folded her arms across her chest.

“So?” he looked her up and down, as if she was naïve.

“Sir, I cannot sit on your laps,” she eyed him, finding his request ludicrous.

“This is your employment letter,” he picked up a brown envelope and waved it in the air.

She glanced at the envelope, then back at him.

“I can tear the letter and delete your information from our system, then replace you with a willing candidate.”

Her light brown eyes widened in amazement. She could hardly believe that the man would actually tear her letter up. Was he insane?

“This company is offering to pay you eighty thousand naira monthly, with an allowance of about twenty thousand naira every month. Think wisely and come and sit on my laps,” he demanded.

She looked back at him and swallowed hard. Earning about a hundred thousand naira monthly was like a dream come true. It would go a long way. If she saved some money every month, she and her husband would be able to move out of their one- bedroom apartment and into a new place before their rent was due that year. They would also be able to do so many other things with the money.

“Edua Udeme…” The man’s voice brought her out of her reverie.

“Em… Sir, I am a born again Christian,” she emphasized the last word.

He started to laugh. “I am also a Christian. Okay look,” he glanced at his black leather wrist-watch, “It is my lunch time already. We can drive down to a motel down the street, eat, then get down to business. In less than two hours, the deed is done.”

Her brows came together in a frown. The fact that he called himself a Christian annoyed her. She doubted if he was truly saved. No amount of money was capable of persuading her to sleep with another man. She loved her husband and she loved God. She wasn’t going to ruin her marriage and sin against her maker all because of one job that could be taken from her when she least expected it.

“Mrs. Udeme, let’s go,” he got up quickly and shut down his computer system.

Edua cleared her throat and looked up at him. “Sir, this is unfair.”

He grabbed his car keys, the brown envelope and his mobile phones. “My dear, life is unfair to us all.”

“I cannot do this sir.”

“Don’t worry, I will be gentle with you. You are not a virgin. Your husband has been having a filled day with you all this while. All am asking is for a piece of the action,” he smiled at her and headed straight for the door.

She sighed heavily and lifted her weight off the leather chair. “Sir, please give me my employment letter.”

The Personnel Manager halted at the door and turned to look at her. Her rejection was beginning to annoy him.

“Sir, please.”

“I can see that you are a very unserious person,” his eyes became red.

“Sir, please,” she went on her knees, hoping that he would listen to her.

“Get out of my office!” his voice echoed through the walls.

“Sir…”

“I said out!” he shouted at her. He had been daydreaming of how he was going to eat her all up once they got to the motel. The fact that things were not aligning to his plans made him irritable.

“Sir, please,” tears gathered in her eyes.

The man dropped his mobile phones and car keys on the shelf beside the door, opened the brown envelope and tore the content into tiny little pieces.

“Jesus!” she shouted, hardly able to contain her surprise.

“Out! Or else I will call the security men and have them bundle you out of the building,” he glared at her.

She staggered to her feet and made her way out of his office. Blinded by tears, she found her way to the elevator. She kept thinking about what happened in the man’s office. She wondered if there was a better way she could have handled the situation. What was she going to do now?
The thought of hitting the streets in search of another job made her groan in pain.

A few weeks ago, her husband made an offer. He wanted her to join him at the Mechanic shop as an administrative staff. She rejected the offer because she wanted to do something useful with her university degree. She didn’t like the idea of working at the shop. Thinking about it now, she might as well go work for her husband. He might not be able to pay her the kind of money she deserved, but, at least, she would be able to foot some of her personal bills. It was also better than sitting at home all day watching Telemundo and Zee World channels. Working with her husband might also attract well-paying customers, coupled with the fact that her husband was good with what he did, his dreams of owning a famous well-recognized automobile shop, patronized by the high and mighty in the society could come true sooner than they planned.

She sighed heavily, dabbed her wet eyes with a handkerchief and exited the elevator when it got to the ground floor. She walked out of the building and headed for the main gate. She checked her hand bag and counted the money she had left. It would be enough to take her home, but not enough for another job-hunting spree. She scratched a spot on her braided hair and thought of when she was going to be able to re-do her hair. The braided hair was three months already and her scalp had begun to itch like hell.

Edua stood by the roadside, looking left then right, watching the commercial buses that drove past and listening to the conductors. If she could get a bus heading to Obalende, she would be able to get another one heading to Anthony bridge from there. The loud honk of a vehicle slowing down beside her got her attention. She stepped backwards and took a good look at the driver of the red coloured Honda Element car. Recognition hit her almost immediately. The lady was one of her old friends.

“Bimbo?”

“Beauty is that you?” the dark skinned lady squinted her eyes.

She nodded in confirmation and smiled.

“My goodness! You have changed! When I saw you, I wasn’t sure that it was you.”

“Change is a constant thing girl.”

“Hop in. Where are you going?”

Edua reached out for the passenger door and climbed into the car.

Bimbo kept staring at her and shaking her head in amazement.

“What?” Edua looked back at her friend.

“You have really changed. Look at you,” her eyes ran all over her. “You are not as fair as I remembered, you have slimmed down, there is little
or no make-up on your face, look at your hair. What’s going on girlfriend?”

Edua smiled and turned away. “Long story.”

“Okay, okay. We need to hang out and talk then. Where are you heading to right now?”

“Home.”

“Dolphin Estate, right?”

She shook her head, “No, I stay at Anthony Village now.”

“Since when?” shocked gaze.

“Since I got married eight months ago.”

“What?!”

Edua kept smiling.

“You! Married?” she pointed a doubting finger at her old friend.

She nodded in confirmation.

“Unbelievable,” she sized her up, feeling greatly jealous. She swerved the car back to the road and joined the traffic. She had not been able to find a suitable suitor and every time she tried to force men to marry her by getting pregnant, she ended up aborting it due to their lack of commitment.

“I saw your Unisex Saloon advert on Facebook some years ago,” Edua changed the subject immediately when she saw the envious look in her
old friend’s eyes.

“Oh, yes. I have three of those saloons now,” Bimbo beamed with pride.

“Wow! Good for you girlfriend,” she was genuinely happy for her.

“What are you doing around here?” Her friend’s corporate attire ignited her curiousity.

“Job hunting.”

“As in?” she caught a glimpse of her friend then returned her attention to the busy road.

“Searching for a white collar job,” Edua looked out the window.

“I don’t understand. I thought you were in partnership with your mother.”

“I don’t do those kind of runs anymore.”

Bimbo glanced at her, tempted to assume the worst. “Explain.”

“I am now a born again spirit filled Christian. I have given my entire life to God completely.”

Bimbo burst out in laughter. “I remember there was a day you called me. I know you said something along that line, but, I thought you were blabbing or probably, you’ve lost your mind.”

“I am far from losing my mind girl,” she met her concerned gaze.

“This is ridiculous. Why have you decided to suffer and rot away like this? Take a good look at yourself. This is a far cry from the Beauty I used
to know. The girl I rocked the town with.”

Edua remained mum.

“Look, I have a kind of get-together tonight at Sheraton Hotel. I want you to come. There are some business men who came into town recently.
They are based in the United States and they want to have fun. We will give them a good time and split the cash fifty-fifty. Okay?”

She began to shake her head in disagreement.

“You need to take care of yourself girlfriend, haba.”

“Bimbo, please. I don’t…”

“Don’t be stupid. Let’s meet up at Sheraton by six in the evening. The men will arrive by eight. We will have more than enough time to prepare for them, like old times,” she winked at her.

“Bimbo…”

“Case closed,” she held the steering wheel with one hand and deep the other hand into her bag and brought out a wad of naira notes. She threw it on her friend’s laps and grabbed the wheel with both hands.

Edua stared at the wad of naira notes on her laps. “What’s this for?”

“I want you to make yourself presentable tonight. You must look good, okay?”

“Bimbo…”

“Is it okay if I drop you at Obalende?”

“Yes, yes, thanks.”

“Great,” she looked around for a place to park the car. “See you later then.”

“Later girl,” she kept the money in her bag and got down from the vehicle.

“Bye!” Bimbo waved at her and drove off.

“Bye,” Edua waved back at her.

Being trying to update sinceeeee...

Nairaland.com whats happening?

Oluwakemi65:
They should do something About that kosara oh. Before kasala burst. Aunty mi weldone.

Thanks

bimberry1307:
this kaosara should just park well abeg.

lol...

noshiobec:
Wao...enjoyed every bit of this. Thanks so much shewrites for making smile this much. keep up the good work

*hugs*

Adesina12:
please update sharp sharp

Will update by weekend.

Bhanky23:
I came by this story just yesterday... Very touching and pathetic.... I give it to the writer

Thanks.

dupsai:
Thanks Shewrite for the update.I hope the car is not a bait.They could have rejected the gift.

Adesua is just trying to make up for not attending their wedding.

Rollins777:
Gud but too brief, hope something before the week runs out?

Oliver twisting is seriously doing you... hahahaha

marischerry:
suspense want to kill me, and I know na only shewrites can save me

As in? Lol...

HARMYMY:
Truly Adesua is sick.... I don't think it is right to accept her gift.... She might intend to implicate her daughter
With the car, she might even kept drugs or arm's and at the same time set her up

Hmmmm...

mekonglobal:
Goodone there madam writer,
I think it will make a goodread if u should stick to this all sundays update, atleast it will save everyone the stress.

Hahahshahah... it is well

Ann2012:
Thanks for the update, I'm happy for Edua and Edet. Only God can save Edua's mother.

Adesua needs deliverance.

Kaycee9242:
Shewrites well done u are really good, edet really try ooo so he finally married Edua its not easy at all.

Yes o... it is not easy.

Thanks

wisdomsnr:
this is a wow, fill with unimaginable events, keep it up

Thanks

maggilove:
Kaosara no dey carry last, thanks for the update shewrites.

You are welcome

stephmiracle:
Thanks for the long and interesting update dear

*winks*