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Eh eh eh, yours is special ni o, yours is coming with accessories

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everton4life:
I know there are genuine clients here but its like looking for a needle in a haystack. But I'm not giving up yet. Thanks for the encouragement.

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OP kpele...

Many of the writing jobs I got actually came from this our literature section.

I have also been disappointed too, that's why I made it a policy to always collect part payment when i start a job, then the balance when am done.

N1.00 per word is very low. I used to collect it, but now, I collect above N1.00 per word due to logistics.

Don't give up, keep trying. I pray that God will link you to better clients who won't trick you after all your hard work.

Shalom

queenitee:
I'm so happy

Our wedding planner, where is my own aso ebi? *winks*

Funky123:
Nice story ma'am.....more grace,love u bunch

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Following bumper to bumper.....

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maggilove:
sheWrites, we are on front page. Good way to start a new week

Really? I didn't know.

Jasonteague:
Good story ma'am . keep it up and don't forger to give us something kinky between Edua and Edet after they are married. What am trying to say is that when they finally consummate their marriage please give us details of thier kinky adventure. Good writing.

Lol... thanks

Kaycee9242:
Shewrite well-done, u are d best keep it up dear.

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bimberry1307:
Miracle do exist. thanks for the update, shewrites. more oil to your brain.

Thanks

Am here *winks*

Happy Weekend everyone. Enjoy -winks-

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

Edua opened the front door and allowed her fiancé into the apartment. He was almost three hours late and she had already given up hope of seeing him that night. She had gotten out of her outing clothes an hour and half ago and changed into an oversized short-sleeve white tee-shirt and a pair of fitted navy blue shorts. When the doorbell rang, she thought it was her neighbor or someone from the Estate, but had been shocked when she found her fiancé at her doorstep.

“Do you have any food in this house?” he marched into the flat and settled on the two settee.
He breathed out loudly, feeling completely spent and drained. He wanted to return home after visiting his parents, but, changed his mind. Even if he might have to postpone their outing, he still wanted to see the love of his life that night.

“Yes, I have melon soup and there is garri, semovita and wheat,” she noticed the tired look on his face. He looked as if the weight of the whole world was on his shoulders.

“Please make me garri, fast please, I am famished,” he picked up the remote of the television set on the center table and began to scroll through the channels on the DSTV bouquet. He needed to distract his mind from the unpleasant thoughts that submerged him.

Edua wanted to ask him if everything was fine on his end, but, decided to make his food first before bombarding him with her apprehensive questions.

“Okay, dinner is coming up,” she glanced at the wall clock. It was forty-eight minutes past nine. She walked briskly towards the kitchen, glanced back at him and observed that he was engrossed in the CNN channel.

She marched into the kitchen, opened the fridge and brought out the soup container. She hurried to the table top gas cooker, switched it on and reached out for one of the pots hanging above the sink. In less than fifteen minutes, a heap of hot steaming garri was ready in a plate beside a bowl of melon soup garnished with dried fish, pomo and goat meat. She carried the tray of food into the sitting room and placed it on the center table.

Edet drew the table closer and dived into the meal without washing his hands. His fiancée opened her mouth in surprise, then closed it, making up her mind not to say anything.

Her fiancé was acting weird by the minute, but she concluded that he was probably very hungry. She went back to the kitchen and returned with a bottle of water, a glass cup and a small basin of water. She placed the cup and the basin on the table, opened the bottle and filled the glass cup with water. She positioned the bottle beside the cup and took a seat beside him.

Edet ate all the food without leaving any leftover. He drained the glass cup, refilled it and gulped down the water again. He washed his hands, sighed heavily and leaned against the chair. He could feel her intent gaze boring a hole in his face. He turned his head and met her curious stare.

“The food was delicious,” he tried to smile, but, it didn’t reach his eyes.

“Thank you,” she tried to smile too, but, couldn’t. She was beginning to perceive that something was up. Her fiancé wasn’t his normal self that day.

“I am sorry I came late. I had to see my parents…” he cleared his throat.

She nodded, “You told me. Is everything okay?”

“They are fine. Everybody is just fine,” he fell silent and returned his attention to the television set.

She watched him closely and noted the sad look in his eyes. Her heart missed a beat. She became more than sure that something was going on and she wished he would just open up to her.

“Edet…” she moved closer to him.

He glanced at her and saw the agitation in her light brown eyes. He breathed out loudly and took her by the hand. He made up his mind to tell her everything that was bothering him.

“One of my brothers’ colleague at the factory they worked saw your picture on their phones and he recognized you.”

Edua blinked several times.

“He claimed that he saw you at a party he took his uncle to. He said you were dancing with most of the men and …” his throat went dry, he averted her inquisitive eyes and swallowed hard. “… and he saw you go into one of the hotel rooms. He said his uncle and several other men visited you in that room,” his pale gaze returned to her shocked ones.

Her lips began to tremble as she tried to speak, but, no words came out. She had attended so many of those kinds of parties with her mother in the past. She couldn’t remember the one his brothers’ colleague was talking about.

“My brothers are livid and my parents want me to cancel the wedding,” he kept staring at her.

She dropped her head and pressed her lips together as the unshed tears in her eyes stung her. When will her past life stop disrupting her future? She couldn’t imagine how the Udemes felt that night, but, she was sure that they don’t want anything to do with her again. They were not the only family who had rejected her. What was she going to tell her grandparents? They were already preparing for the wedding. Her paternal grandfather’s brother was already asking for details about the introduction, traditional wedding and the church wedding. What was she going to tell him? She pulled her hand away from his grip and placed it on her head. Was this the end of her relationship with Edet? Was their wedding truly cancelled? She thought she had found the man that accepted her past, present and future, but, now, everything looked bleak.

“Edua…”

She raised her head and looked back at him.

“No one is going to stop me from getting married to you,” the assurance in his eyes melted her heart.

Her eyes widened in surprise. She thought he was going to yield to the decision of his parents.

“I love you and I am going to spend the rest of my life with you, come rain, come shine, till death do us part,” his intent gaze remained on her face.

She blinked and allowed the tears to flow freely. Joy flooded her entire being, from the crown of her head, to the soles of her feet. She could hardly believe what he was saying.

“Your mum isn’t going to be at our wedding, my parents and brothers too. It doesn’t matter. I will speak to some of my relatives. I believe I can find someone who will be willing to represent my parents,” he wiped her wet face with the back of his hand.

“I am so sorry…”

“Hey, it isn’t your fault. Life happens to everyone,” he drew her close and placed a hand around her shoulder.

She leaned into him and rested her head on his chest, comforted by his words and certain that everything was going to work out for their good.

“My parents and siblings are just concerned for me. They love me and want the best for me, but, I decide who I marry. I decide who I want to spend the rest of my life with. My mind is made up and no one can change it,” he stated as a matter of fact.

She breathed out loudly and began to pray within. She asked God to soften the hearts of every member of his family and make them see her for who she was now, and not through the mirror of her ugly past.

“It is going to be all right,” he sighed heavily, physically and emotional exhausted.

“Everything is going to work out for our good,” she chimed in with confidence.

“Yes, yes…”

He felt the vibration of his phone in his pocket. He pulled it out and noticed that the caller was his father. He thought of cutting the call. He didn’t want to argue with the man again.

“It’s my dad.”

She glanced up at him, heart beat accelerating.

“Give me a moment,” he got up and walked into the kitchen.

Edua wrapped her arms around herself and began to pray quietly.

Edet picked the call and leaned against the refrigerator in the kitchen.

“Hello…”

“Edet, are you home?”

“No.”

“Your mother and I have talked at length about this situation. We even called our Pastor and he contributed his own advice.”

Edet groaned and placed a hand on his forehead. He didn’t like the fact that his parents had reported him to their pastor. Who else were they going to call? It didn’t matter. No one had the power to change his mind.

“We have sat down with your brothers and we all concluded that it is your life. You can do whatever you want with it, but, remember that we all warned you.”

He sighed with relief, closed his eyes, thanking God for settling the disagreement he had with his family promptly.

“We are not happy about your headstrong decision to marry this girl, but, we won’t stand in your way either.”

“Thank you sir.”

“As a family, we will give you all the necessary support you need.”

“Thank you sir,” he felt greatly relieved.

“I pray that God will strengthen you and give you the wisdom you need as you embark on this journey.”

“Amen!”

“This is another phase in your life young man. Marriage is not child’s play.”

“I understand dad.”

“It’s okay. May God continually be with you. Have a good night.”

“And you too dad.”

The line went static.

“Eh! Thank you Jesus!” Edet fell on his knees and began to praise and worship his God.

Edua hurried into the kitchen, hoping that he was okay. She heard him shouting and thought he was arguing with someone on the phone, but, found him on his knees in her kitchen praising God.

“Edet…”

He turned around and saw her standing by the doorway looking concerned.

“God is indeed faithful,” he smiled at her. “My dad, my mum, everybody has consented. They are going to support us,” he beamed.

She placed a hand over her mouth in shock.

“I don’t know how God did it, but, this is fast. This is an instantaneous miracle,” happy tears gathered in his eyes.

She walked up to him and went down on her knees, unable to say a word and overwhelmed with gratitude.

“We are getting married baby,” he drew her into his arms.

She chuckled and placed both hands around his neck, soothed by his embrace.

“Oh God… you are just too much,” Edet looked up at the ceiling.

Edua pressed her lips together and thanked God in her heart for answered prayers. She had no idea that he was going to sort everything out so quickly. She was happy and excited. God had indeed touched the hearts of her in-laws-to-be.

Godwinfury:
A fantastic real life story of unmatched prowess, this is a 99.8% happenings on this side of our world.
Keep it up ma'am.

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zuleikha:
I joined nairaland because of u Una weldone oo @ shewrites

Wow! Oh my gosh! You are welcome *hugs*

mekonglobal:
African parents and their wahala, more grace 2 u madam writer.

Thank you

StancyFrosh:
[color=#006600][/color] Baby, from d bottom of my heart. I cherish and love your works. Repogirl, Mizsylvian, astronaut, divepen01, Centino. Please, come o. Come and see d woman in my dreams. She's badder in d game. Thank God, i catch up quickly. Following u bumper to bumper

Am honoured. Thanks... *winks*

Thanking God for your friend...
Rape is Something I can't even wish on my enemy...
Really bad experience.

@those who are in the prediction club
una well done...
The story is already completed and I ain't gonna change anything.
Sit back and enjoy... just about 5, 6 chapters and we are done
*winks*
New story is already cooking *hugs&kisses*

WAACUT:
Kudos.. She writes.. But based on the Oliver twist way I be.... I want more

hahaha... oliver twisting

princessadeola:
Everyone has a past, some can be terrible than this. But it's the ability to move on from the past and create a better future that matters. God help Edua

*winks*

joeaz58:
thanks shewrites you are blessed!!!

Amen.

Jane1234f:
Thank you shewrites

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OlufemiWhit:
If only the past would stay in the past......... Mama She......you dhy write anytin aswear....I dhy gbadun dis story die

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Happy New Week everyone.

Enjoy -winks-

CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE

Udoh and Uduak dashed into the two-bedroom apartment in haste. They met their father in the sitting room, dozing off on a chair whilst the television was on the TBN channel.

“Go and get mum. She should be in the kitchen,” Udoh nudged his brother on the shoulder.

“Okay.” Uduak ran off and returned with their mother.

“What is going on?” Edidiong stared at both young men, holding one of her cooking spoons. She hoped everything was all right. She wondered what they were doing back home so early.

“Mama, please sit down,” Udoh motioned to the seat their father was dozing on.

She wanted to protest, but, thought against it and sat beside her husband, hoping that whatever they had to say wasn’t bad news. She didn’t like the way her younger sons were acting and she was already getting apprehensive.

Etim’s eyes flickered. He opened them, yawned and then stretched his aching body.

“What are you two doing back so early from work?” he looked from one to the other. He was surprised to see them in the house by that time.

They usually arrive home before seven in the evening every day, but, it was barely six and they were already in the house.
Udoh and Uduak took a seat opposite the elderly couple, then exchanges glances.

“What is it? I am making dinner,” Edidiong eyed them, wondering what was so important that they had to drag her out of the kitchen.

“One of our colleagues at the factory knows brother’s fiancée,” Udoh began, weighing his words carefully.

Etim and Edidiong looked at one another.

“So?” she eyed both boys.

Uduak scratched a spot on his head, “Mama, Edua isn’t who she says she is,” he had a pained look in his eyes.

“In fact, she is nothing but an over-priced high class prostitute,” Udoh added in annoyance.

“Shut your mouth!” Etim shouted at them. He didn’t like the path the conversation was deviating to.

“Daddy, it is the truth,” Uduak backed up what his brother had said.

“What is true? Look at these children that were born yesterday,” she glanced at her husband. He was equally upset.

“One of our colleagues at work saw her at a party he attended with his uncle. His uncle’s driver was sick. He drove his uncle to the party that day,” Udoh began to explain.

“So? What has the party got to do with your brother’s fiancée?” she eyed him. Hoping against hope that their colleague’s claims turns out unfounded.

“He saw her at the party. He said she danced with several men and gave them lap dance,” Uduak added quickly.

“Lap dance?” Edidiong looked at her husband. She was very sure her sons were uttering nonsense.

“We took a picture with brother and his fiancée when they visited that day. Our colleague saw the picture and he recognized her. He claimed that she settled in one of the rooms in the hotel and many men took turns to see her,” Udoh spat out.

Etim and his wife gapped at each other. They were finding it hard to believe their sons. The story sounded cooked up.

“Although, he says that she looks different, but, he was sure that she was the same person,” Uduak chimed in.

“You see! She is probably a look-a-like,” Edidiong shouted in relief. She was ready to hold unto any form of hope.

“She is definitely not the same person your colleague saw at the party,” Etim addressed his sons.

Udoh and Uduak began to shake their heads. They were very sure that their colleague knew exactly what he was talking about.

“Dad, Mama, this boy knows Edua. We are very sure of it,” Udoh tried to convince his parents.

“I will give your brother a call this evening. I will tell him to come over,” Etim leaned against the chair, lost in thought. He hoped that what he was hearing wasn’t true.

“Good, brother needs to know the kind of woman he is about to get married to,” Uduak got up from the chair and began to pace the room. He had been greatly disappointed when their colleague narrated what transpired at the party.

“This is unbelievable,” Edidiong sighed heavily. She had already started planning for the arrival of her grand-children. She prayed against everything that could truncate her well laid out plans.

“Tell that your colleague to come over this evening. He must use his own mouth to confirm everything you have said,” Etim glanced up at Uduak.

“No, problem. I will call him now,” Uduak left the room.

“Are you both sure of what you are saying?” Etim looked at Udoh eye to eye.

“We are papa,” Udoh assured his father.

Edidiong placed both hands on her chest. “Eeeeh! God deliver us!”

The lady her son brought to them was kind, gentle and God fearing. She was far from the party girl her sons’ colleague described. But, if there was any iota of truth in what they have said about her, she was definitely not welcome in their home. She must have deceived her son into thinking that she was a saint. No wonder she looked like a goddess. Her fair skin was so buttery smooth; it must cost a fortune to keep it that way. The girl claimed that she was job-hunting, but, Edidiong concluded that she must be prostituting on the side. She shook her head in disgust and prayed to God to deliver her son from the fangs of strange corruptible women.

Xxxxxx

Edet came out of the bathroom dripping wet. He walked to the wardrobe and picked out a short sleeve black Hacket tee-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. He got a call from his father, while he was at work that day. The man wanted to see him urgently. He had a feeling that it must be about the wedding plans. He was supposed to take Edua out that same evening, but, he figured he could dash to his parents’ home, then head to Dolphin Estate afterwards. He had already called his fiancée and explained to her that he would be running late. He got dressed quickly, switched off all the light bulbs and electrical appliances in the apartment and headed out.

“Oga Edet…”

He turned when he heard a familiar voice. It was Kaosara. He groaned inwardly and locked his door.

“Are you going out?” Kaosara came to stand by the closed door. She was clad in a very short tight fitting blue skirt and a sleeveless round neck
white blouse which exposed her cleavage which was covered up with stretch marks.

“Yes, I am.”

She scratched a spot on her upper arm. “I wanted to collect small maggi, salt, curry, thyme and vegetable oil from you.”

He hissed irritably.

“Please, can you kindly give me what I need before you leave,” she grinned at him, opening her set of brown teeth.

“No,” Edet started to walk away.

“Ah! Oga Edet,” she ran after him. “Please now. I promise you, I will not disturb you again for the next one week.”

“Kaosara, abeg, free me. Am I the only one living in this compound?” he glared at her.

“Ehn… but, you know you are the only one who respond to me. Everyone else have abandoned me,” she caught up with him.

“You need to plan and strategize how you spend and manage your salary. You cannot keep collecting things and borrowing things from me,” he complained.

“I know, I know,” she paled, walking beside him, “I will change.”

“That was what you said last year,” he eyed her.

“Ehn… I am trying. I will change completely. Just keep praying for me.”

He hissed again and walked briskly out of the compound. She followed him and stood by him, on the side walk. Edet looked around for a bike.

“Oga Edet…”

“Kaosara, I will see you when I come back.”

“When are you coming back?” she looked up at him, hoping he wouldn’t stay out late that day.

He sighed heavily. “I don’t know,” he stopped a bike man driving past.

“Oga Edet…”

“Kaosara, I will be back,” he got on the bike and directed the driver.

His neighbor folded her arms across her heavy bosom and watched the bike speed away.

Xxxxxx

Uduak opened the door and allowed his elder brother to come in.

Edet greeted his parents and settled on an empty seat. He noticed someone else in the sitting room. The dark skinned, average height young man was seated beside his younger brother, Udoh.

“Have you eaten?” Edidiong asked her first son.

“No, I came immediately after I closed from the shop,” Edet responded. He was beginning to feel hungry.

“I made vegetable soup. I can make garri for you, so that you can eat,” she got up immediately.

“Don’t bother. I am headed to Edua’s place when I leave here.”

Edidiong glanced at her husband, then sat back beside him.

Etim cleared his throat. “It is good you came immediately. Something came up and you need to hear it with your own ears.”

Edet nodded, looking at his father. “Okay.”

“Kasali, speak up,” he faced his younger sons’ colleague.

Everyone looked at the dark skinned young man.

Kasali cleared his throat and leaned forward. “About two, three years ago, I drove my uncle to a party on the island. His driver was very sick and I offered to take him to the party.”

Edet folded his arms across his chest and listened to the young man.

“At the party, there was a very pretty young lady, seductively dressed, dancing with every man at the party. After a while, she settled in a hotel room and my uncle and several other men took turns to visit her.”

Edet frowned. He could discern where the conversation was leading to.

“Uduak and Udoh showed me a picture of a beautiful woman today at work. I recognized her immediately. She looked a bit different, but, I can swear on my mother’s grave that she was the same girl I saw at that party,” Kasali coughed thrice.

Edet glanced at his younger brothers. They were both staring at him too.

“They told me that she is your fiancée and I told them about the party,” Kasali looked directly at Edet.

“Thank you Kasali, you may go,” Edet addressed the young man.

“Thanks sir,” the dark skinned man jumped to his feet and dashed out of the house as if he was chased by a thousand demons.

Edet looked from his parents to his younger brothers. They were all staring at him, waiting for him to respond.

“Edua Imasogie is now a born-again Christian. Her past is past,” he informed them.

Edidiong dropped her jaw in shock.

Etim blinked several times and stared at his son. “Are you saying that you knew?”

“Yes, I know everything about the past of the woman I am going to spend the rest of my life with,” he looked back at his perplexed father.

“Jesus Christ! Edet has killed me o!” Edidiong began to wail. She could hardly believe that the story was actually true. It baffled her that her first son knew that his fiancée was a prostitute and he was still willing to marry her.

“What are you saying young man?” Etim faced his son. He was finding it hard to believe that his son knew about the girl’s past and he was still willing to tie the knot with her.

“Look, Edua has changed. She was forced into that terrible lifestyle. She came out of it and she is a different person now. You all saw her during the weekend, does she look like a slut to you?” he looked from one person to the other.

“No, no, no, brother,” Uduak got up and challenged his elder brother. “What are you saying? You want to marry a cheap prostitute. Have you really thought of the stigma, the kinds of diseases and bad luck she can bring to your life?”

Edet eyed his younger brother. He knew the boy wouldn’t understand.

“You cannot marry that girl, brother. It is not possible. Do you know what people will say? By tomorrow, everyone in the factory will know that our brother wants to marry a common LovePeddler,” Udoh got up and stood beside Uduak.

“Did I tell you to go and advertise my fiancée at your place of work?” Edet eyed his younger brothers.

“You cannot be serious,” Etim looked him up and down. The boy’s determination unnerved him.

Edet glanced at his father. “Dad, I love Edua. She is the woman I am going to spend the rest of my life with.”

The man began to shake his head. “I do not think you have thought this through.”

“I have dad,” he tried to assure him.

“No, I don’t believe you. I don’t think you know what you are getting yourself into.”

“Yes, I do dad.”

“No, you don’t,” Etim snapped, feeling exasperated.

“What rubbish are you spilling out of your mouth?!” his mother lashed out at him.

Edet leaned against the chair, completely overwhelmed by his family’s disposition towards his fiancée.

“Over my dead body. No son of mine will get married to a slut,” she scowled at her first son.

“I have already made up my mind,” he met her glare.

“You better change your mind Edet,” Etim pointed an angry finger at him. “You better start thinking straight. This your wedding is officially
cancelled.”

Edet looked from one parent to the other. He could see that they were not going to compromise, neither was he ready to back down.

“You cannot cancel my wedding. I am going to get married to Edua,” he informed them all to their dismay.

“It seems as if she has already given you something to eat,” Edidiong got to her feet, “You better vomit it now. We are not going to sit here and allow you to make the biggest mistake of your life.”

“You cannot marry that girl. My decision is final!” Etim frowned at his first son.

“You cannot take that kind of decision father,” he tried to speak calmly.

“Yes, I can! I have taken it and nothing can change it!” Etim began to boil with anger.

“Brother, you better receive brain,” Uduak eyed his elder brother.

“Dad and mum has spoken. You cannot marry that first class prostitute,” Udoh added quickly.

“Yes, I can. I am going to marry Edua,” he glanced at his younger brothers.

“You are joking! Look here young man, you can never marry that girl,” Edidiong screamed at her son.

“No son of mine will bring shame to this family. I will not allow you to drag our family’s name in the mud. If you dare me, I will disown you!”

Etim jumped to his feet.

“Fine, disown me. I am going to marry her and nobody can stop me,” Edet got up and walked out of the house.

Uduak and Udoh watched him leave. Shocked and pained by his stubbornness.

“Eeeeeeh! This boy has killed me o! Who will come to my aid o! Who is going to deliver him from that witch of a girl? Jesus o! Holy Ghost fire!”
Edidiong collapsed on the floor and started to weep. It dawned on her that her son was bent on marrying the girl and it would be impossible to deter him from his love quest.

Etim sat back on the chair, visibly shaken. He was disappointed at his first son’s attitude and decision to have his way, despite their adamant refusal.

He realized that nothing was going to change the young man’s mind. They might as well allow him to marry the girl and deal with the consequences of his actions on his own.

queenitee:
We are waiting ma o *kisses*

*hugs&kisses*

Update resumes this new week *winks*

Serious wedding party loading...

Ayoomolabake:
OK lemme send you a pm. I would need 12 yards o because I would tie 'gele', make shoe and bag from it sef. it is our wedding

Eh... wedding things...

oyinella:
Who adesua help? Mtchew! Congrats edua and edet, I've got a wedding to plan

lol...

mekonglobal:
Wow! breathtaking, just seems like i was watching a typical nollywood movie. Weldon Madam op the lord is ur strenght.

*winks*