kikiwendy:
Just started this story and I must say you are a genius...

Thanks sweet, I'm honored to have you here

lexaydfg:


Aw va now... post storu now

Done!

The rain was still hammering the roof like slugs of bullets fired from a Kalashnikov rifle, I had ushered Mama in and took a deep breath, rehearsing the speech on telling her what I needed her for in my mind.

One thing about me is, I'm never the one who would struck you as an Internet gangster, my outfit choices will completely lose you if you ever think in that direction, I have more dress shirts than T-shirt, more shoes than sneakers, and above all, my social behavioral skills will leave you amazed if you ever know what I do.

I had moved into the house six month prior and despite the fact that Mama had been in my apartment more times than I can remember, she doesn't know what I do.

For sure, sometimes she suspect but it's hard to conclude, so hearing it from my own mouth was kind of difficult but the issue at hand is more important than whatever beans I'm spilling that moment.

" Do you care for some hot tea, small girl " I teased, trying to douse my tension and nervoueness as I watch her shiver from the obvious cold weather.

She frowned at the sound of the phrase ' Small Girl ' and shot me a warning look, her whole body was covered with goose bumps as always, I wondered why this always happen whenever she's Hot, especially under cold temperature.

" Oya old girl... come here jhur, you'll be acting as if I'm lying..." I drew her closer to me and lit the cigarette I was holding earlier before she came. I kissed her on the lips and immediately, her tongue was all over the place, licking and sucking on all the suckables.

We kissed for a while and I noticed her hand had already gone for my divk which was already hard, I was livid, how can your own body betray you? God knows I wasn't ready for sex that moment I just wanted to use the kiss to appetize Mama so she can readily agree to call Ryan for me.

I broke away from the kiss and took a swig from the Heineken bottle I had dropped on the stool near the sofa,.

The palour was dark save for the little light emanating from my laptop screen, so I really couldn't make out Mama's face, but I was sure it wouldn't be funny.

" Mama, please come to the room? " I announced before walking towards the door and I heard her footsteps right as soon as the words left my mouth.

" See I have a a big problem right now Mama and to be honest with you, it's the main reason I asked you to come over tonight " I began as soon as we were inside.

She sat down near me on the bed and I could see the traces of disappointment still evident on her face, probably from the stunt I pulled during the kiss.

She made to talk but I quickly interrupted her, Mama is an extrovert and she is always opinionated about every thing, I wasn't surprised she's studying mass communication because it's obvious she was born to gossip, but in the moment I needed her utmost attention and cognitive skills to pull off the kind of task at hand.

" Calm down and listen attentively, I will be brief okay? but I would like to have your understanding and loyalty, this is a very big and top secretive issue for me and I trust you that's why I'm seeking for your help. " I continued and was amazed at my own composure.

" It's okay Bayo, spill it already.. What's eating you up? I promise I'll help in anyway I can " she shifted as if to adjust to the seriousness of the mood.

I smiled and walked to the aluminum window frame, closed it to create proof to the plopping sound the rain was making with its contact to surfaces. I took another long drag from my cigarette before I finally spoke...

" I need you to talk to someone on the phone as his wife, the story is that.. You are his wife and he had sent you money severally, he's been calling your number and you are not picking all you need to do is let him know your phone has been bugged and you'll never ever leave him, whatever message he's getting right now from any other call is not from you and for now, you both have to limit communication to texts and emails " I finished with a confident smile, impressed on how I had come up with an incredible escape route from Sandy's wicked trap.

A confused look appeared on Mama's face and before she could speak, I found my voice again...

" I know you are confused, well I'm sure you are smart and probably understand what all these means hundred percent, yes I'm what you think or have always thought, we can always discuss this later but right now I just need you to get on the phone with Ryan "

" It's fine, errrmmm... I mean I have done this before and yes I understand you, I'm just surprised how discreet you've been contrary to your compatriots, I'm still shocked " Mama finally replied, a shocking expression emblazoned on her cute ebony face.

" I know right, well let's get this over with and we can talk about how stealthy I have been..... His name is Ryan and you are Alicia, doesn't necessarily matter, cos he'll call you Luna and you just call him babe. " I said as I picked my phone, I could hear my heart thumping hard against my chest, it was like a kick note in a rap music beat production.


I was scared of so many things, but I was more scared of Ryan calling off the bank telegraphic transfer if I didn't address the issue as soon as possible, most importantly get him to stop taking messages and calls from that witch called Sandra.

" I'm calling the number now, I'm sure you understand my message clearly "

" Yes i do, and I am vast in these kind of things, I'm a UNILAG student remember? "

" Oh yes and a mass commutation final year student too, I know, but a lot is at stake here, pardon my over sensitivity.. It's reflex " I smiled at her, wondering is being a UNILAG student automatically qualifies you to do these kind of things.

I hid the caller ID on the phone and dialed my clients number before putting it on speaker, as soon as it rang I ended the call instead of giving it to Mama.

" One more thing Mama, please and please try to fake an accent I'm sure you can do that? " I said searching her eyes for answers, she confidently nodded in the affirmative and I called the number again dropping the phone on Mama laps.

" Hello... " Ryan's all too familiar voice beamed out of the phone speaker and my heart pumped gallons of blood that very moment, it's the first and only time someone else will ever talk to Ryan.

oseriki9:

Is this a true life story?

100 �, only things changed are names, even locations are effing real

enonche85:
Oga Tobi, I wish I can borrow some of the "meaness" u use to handle this ladies...

Meanness ke, I don't think I've been mean to any ladies, didn't you read how Sandy was showing me shege, I know some of my friend that would have gone dirty with her, as in fucking her up real bad, they will even advised me to, but the girl helped a niqqa at some point, I can't just fit to

Divepen1:
Next time use Divepen1. He's been banned.

Thanks champ, wahala e ti po ju

The breeze was extraordinarly cold outside, I walked briskly out of the compound, contemplating to call Ray and explain things to him, maybe he would have a solution to the dilemma.

The phone had stopped ringing and the notification light beamed red continously. Ryan had called five times in the last five minutes, he must have gotten tired, I'm sure a text would suffice next and true to my thoughts a message tone beeped from the Samsung flagship and I quickly tapped on it.

Why are you not picking your calls babe, please don't do this to me, you are my world Luna, I love you xoxo....


I read the message countless time under few minutes and heaved a sigh of relief, seems the situation is not as bad as I thought, but I was still mad at the fact that Sandra had given Ryan my personal number, exposing me to a lot of danger and compromising my safety.

For the record, if things go south they can easily pick me up by using my SIM card registration bio data with the service provider.

I made a mental note to deal with that later, after reading the message again and I realized I need to call Sandra and get her to talk and reveal what she had said to Ryan to have warranted the kind of message he had sent.

I was still walking aimlessly, the street was empty, it's always been like that during that time of the night and considering the kind of windy breeze that was blowing, no seer is needed to tell that it was going to rain. Most shops have closed earlier than normal and I needed to get recharge card.

I continued walking, my thoughts running up and down when I caught a glimpse of a light bulb Illuminating a frontage, I hastened my steps and moved closer. It was a pharmacy but in this part of the world you will find people selling awkward combination of things.

There's a woman who use to sell engine oil and eggs at the junction of my friends street, I've also seen someone who sells food and has a stand for apparels, that's how crazy it is, so I didn't let the fact that I saw no sign of recharge card availability deter me from entering the shop.

It was obvious she was already planning to close for the day as I could see her putting off the small TV that was placed on a makeshift shelf on the wall.....

" Ahhhn.. You are closing already? " I asked the woman stupidly

" Yes ooo, seems like it's going to pour anytime soon " The woman, who should probably be in her early forties replied, pointing outside towards the sky.

" Yes that's true, do you sell recharge cards? " I asked her hoping she wouldn't say no.

The woman asked me the network I wanted and I felt relief wash over my nervous state of mind, she gave me the tiny paper and I paid, bought a bottled water to cool off before walking away back into the street.

I called Sandra first and she didn't pick after the fifth dial...

" Omo oshi...." I muttered out of frustration.

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned, I'm experiencing the validity if that quote already... I continued my walk while I dialed Ray's number, he picked on the second ring and I explained things to him.

He cursed Sandra and blamed me for giving her such power by dating her and letting her get away with certain things

" Ray forget that one, what has happened has happened, I need to clean this mess and I'm at sixes and sevens, what do I do padi mi? " I stopped him from chastising me further.

In life you don't need to think about the problem but the solution.

" Well considering the text he sent you, I think you might just have to get someone to call him and hear what he has to say, the stupid girl won't even talk to you anyways that's why she's not picking your calls "

" Okay I agree, but who do I call to help me call him now is the problem... I am really " I was still saying when I saw Mama strolling towards home from afar, her hand was wrapped with chain and I can pick out the frame of fat and lazy Shelby beside her.

I quickly ended the call with Ray and told him I'll keep him updated, I jogged towards Mama and caught up with her faster than I thought.

" Hey baby, where are you coming from I thought you retired to bed for the day? " Mama asked as soon as she saw me beside her.

" Small girly, you don't have respect for your elders again, it's me you are calling baby ehn? " I said, panting heavily.

" How old are you gan sef, you are the reason people don't disclose their real age to others, you'll be calling me small girl, yet you suckle from my chest, I'm your mummy oo " she said while laughing and pulling Shelby to stop barking at me.

" Hmmm, it's not your fault, anyways are you still going to come tonight? I mean I want you to come as soon as possible " I requested, throwing a kick at Shelby, the stupid dog will never be sensible.

" Ahn ahn.. Do you want to injure the dog, let my mom see you do that to her dog, you know her na? " she switched the chain to her left hand and the fat thing walked over to the other side.

" So... You have my time now abi, seems someone has been disappointed tonight and wants to use me and do rebound, I'm sorry I'm tired too, can't make it " she continued.

I shook my head at her ignorance, if sex is what I needed I could at least boast of five sure contact that will make it to my room in less than thirty minutes of notification, I wasn't ready for her bants and I am yet to know how to even tell her what I needed her for, so I begged her and played along her thinking direction.

We soon got home and we went each other's way, once in my apartment, I brought out a bottle of Heineken from the fridge and lit a stick of Dunhill Switch to calm my nerves.

I tried calling Sandra again and I got a switched off message. I paced to the balcony and the clouds had gathered, it was dark but it was obvious heaven is about to cry.

The sky was charcoal-black and pillows of cloud were moving towards me, I took a look long drag at my cigarette and puffed into the air. I love the atmosphere, if only I wasn't in a mess, how sweet it would be soaking in the awesomeness and serenity of the weather.

The street was deserted save for a few cars going to and fro in opposite directions. I soon heard a tap on the roof and then it came again until it was like ball-bearing were hitting the aluminium material with force.

My heart raced again at the thought of Mama not making it to my apartment due to the rain that has become a pitter-patter...

I fumbled my phone out of my pocket and dialed her number to pressurize her so she wouldn't change her mind, she didn't pick after the third ring and I became restless, it seemed like I was back to square one, that feeling of when you thought you got something sorted and you had it all wrong at the end.

I threw the stub in my hand onto Shelbys cage, I wished it would burn the old fat lazy dog to clinker, just as I was about to light another stick of Dunhill I heard a knock on my door and quickly went for it.

Right there was Mama in front of the door soaked with water, she had a shower cap on so I'm sure she had purposely defied the rain, I was happy and I smiled, she smiled back at me but didn't know we have different motives at least for the night.

" Maybe if she impresses me I can kill two birds with one stone " I thought, mischief clouding my mind

baski92:
you wan take am to the next level

Koshi jhur, eleribu!

baski92:
just like that

Eyin temi, e ni subu da'nu. Benjamin fall on y'all this week. Prosper, flourish and enjoy life. Still making boss moves even if Madrid don make me lose half a million tonight, I'll drink and dance

Perfectionist11:
Nice story.But do we have any Mod(s) on this section? If yes why don't you step up and do what you're being paid for? Why let a useless troll thrive by belittling the Op's efforts?

Perfect moniker, your name highlights your post, I'm just wondering tru true if we divepen dey see the Mumu , ah swear I'm. Scared of ban cos I'll just abandon this movement if my moniker is banned, I've got another that I use gangan, but to hide face I gats open this one I no fit dey open nl account everytime if not I go don mess this werey baski92, come to think of it sef, why I dey stress myself on top the lunatic, make I thank you jare, olopolo pipe

baski92:
na me you dey call stup!d, your p man left yash

Pelsin wey no get life before nko, e go dey find person join body, I'm. Making boss moves *sips my cold beer* omo Iran Kiran, ultra poor boy.

DiegoNakel:


Brotherly whr the location Dy, make we fly in

I be Lagos boy my niqqa, live and direct chilling at Farm city, Lekki phase one right now, that stupid boy will feel bad and say it's fake like but God knows he's a nut

Sensitivity1254:
Still expecting the second update. You promised two updates.

Egbon mi, Camdan, I'm a man of my words, but I'm. Flexing bottles now, and true to God a waitress is already flirting with me in this hotel bar, seems like someone is going home with a baggage tonight.

Eyinimofeoluwa:
Guy u nd Tobi get beef outside nairaland ni....chill nw

Leave am, I go mess hin life for here if e no get respect for house I go teach am. Whether hin generation dey gimme money to write hin go tell me.

baski92:
see this kitten nigga, fan me? You must be stup!d

LOL, na Internet give you chance, I get small time today and I dey good mood make I finish your life for here, now what exactly do you have with this thread wey dey make you dey comment all the time if you no be fan, ode omo, e sure for me gan if this is real life you go dey salute me if you ever know me no be joke.

lexaydfg:
Nice one bro, the story is making sense..

After that day, did sandra come back? And it she did, what happened..

Stay tune my niqqa, ikan to shele po gan, i dey Yoruba Demon mood this evening self, make I go grab some bottles and roll in another update, hope I dont get too high

baski92:
is like you want may thunder strike you down, very sooner we go really know weda you are thoroughly man of your word

You are a fan, ppussy niqqa! You spend your whole life on my thread and still pray I fuvk up. This boy you need help.

Meanwhile eyin temi, emabinu... Omo aiye lo Jaye ni. Ogabs20, queenitee, eyinimofeoluwa, mrasamu, rukidiv, ati be be lo, mo ti de ooo

The following days that accompanied the termination of the pregnancy, Sandra enjoyed everything a woman could ever want from her man, she had my maximum attention and care.

I was just happy that I'm finally free from the hook, it would have been a life disaster if I was unable to convince her to abort the baby. It's not a plan in view at all, being a father and getting married.

Soon i realized I was only saved by the Bell, Sandra is going to change my orientation, she's out to nab and lay claim to me, it's a close shave and another pregnancy will be all it takes to get me fvked.

After a month, I changed a bit to Sandy, I started avoiding sex with her and the few times we did it, I used protection. Sandy hates condoms, she would raise her eyebrows and shoot me angry looks, but I didn't let it deter me, I can't be found begging again.

On those occasions, she will soon lose interest and push me away, I also started hanging out with my clique again, against her wish, I came to a sudden realization I was neck deep into a problem by bending to her rules unconsciously.

One day a quarrel broke out, I hadn't call her for days so she came over and right there with me was a random chic I had brought home to please the beast for the weekend. She had spare keys so she had gain entrance with ease and met Bella half unclad in the kitchen.

" Hello ooo... I asked you a question and you are walking out on me in my house, who are you! " I had heard Bola's thundering voice from my bedroom.

' Poooowww ' I walked in the exact moment Sandra's left hand landed on Bella' s fair cheeks, her lips wobbled and saliva drooled out. She was dazed and her hands were holding her face, probably trying to cool the burning sensation the assault must have caused.

I was confused, Sandra eyes were misty red and was almost producing fire, the veins on her neck became visible and the anger she's exuding could wreck indescribable havoc on Bella. I quickly snapped out of my confused state just in time to catch her hand that was swung towards her target again.

She started hitting me on the back just as I carried her far away from Bella, when she realized that I'm not hurt by her slaps, she switched to pinching my skin, yelling on top of her voice to be set free, I held her still and endure the massive pain her fingers were inflicting on my bare back.

" Get you stuffs and leave! " I screamed to Bola as I continued suffering from Sandra's tiny fingers.

" Shameless hoe, you are going crazy because of a man, bastard, oloshi aboko'ku " Bola cursed, clapping her hands.

I could feel the indignation of Sandy grow instantly, but I held her tighter and kept yelling at Bella to obey my instructions and stop blabbing.

In a flash, Sandy hands found her bunch of keys and she flung it towards Bella, she saw it on time and dodged it, I almost cried as I watched the key live and direct sink into my precious flat screen TV and shatter the glassy piece into pieces.

Silence fell into the room immediately after the shattering sound of the TV screen, I switched my gaze from Sandy and Bola intermittently, searching for their next action through their eyes.

Bella hissed and ran into the bedroom while Sandy sank into the couch and started crying.

I stood, arms akimbo wondering what to do next when Bella walked back into the sitting room fully dressed and holding her bag.

" Wail, yell, kill yourself, I'll still be back to Bleep his brains out bitch " she cursed again before storming out. I shook my head out of frustration, still thinking of what next to do, i paced towards Sandy and was about to touch her when two successive hot slaps landed on my face.

I was stunned, the girl is really crazy than I thought

" You are a beast, a dog, if you dare touch me I'll bite you into pieces " I stepped back as soon as I heard that.

" Calm down, I just.. let me... " I stuttered and threw my hands into the air out of frustration.

" You've even ran out of lies, you demon, continue your lame speech " she yelled amidst sobs.

" Just so you know I don't give a hell about your broken TV, I wish it was your head the key had met "

" What the hell, what had come over you Sandy? " I found my voice amazed at her attitude.

" You tricked me into aborting my baby and changed afterwards you bastards. You fooled me! You betrayed me! You will regret ever meeting me in your life "

She kept screaming and hurling abusive words at me, threatening to show me hell, I became dumb, downcasted and angry simultaneously.

' How could she, what gave her the right to be vindictive, I never planned any of these, it was her, she was the one who wanted to be an item with me, I don't love, at least not like this, she knew and yet tricked herself into believing she was enough... no girl was ever enough to hold me down, and now she's blaming me, she can go to he'll ' I thought, still not uttering a word.

She threatened continously to ruin my life before leaving angrily too that evening. I didn't take her serious and I thought that was the end of her saga.

Now I had my client calling my direct phone number, something that he didn't know before, there's only one culprit, it's Sandy.

" I'll kill that bitch, I will kill her if she ruin this for me " I muttered as I watched the phone ring again.

I was at crossroads, Ryan must have recognize Sandy's voice all these while, even if I get someone to help me take the call, he'll probably figure it's not her, I can't risk this, I have a transfer coming in from him worth millions.

I scratched my head like the solution to my predicament is under my skull. Even if I want someone else to pick it, who would I call, it's late and I'm not even mobile.

I slipped into a trouser and white T-shirt quickly and rushed out of my apartment slamming my precious door a loud bang trailing me.

With a ringing phone in hand that needs to be attended to, I descended the stairs hastily with no major plan in my head.

baski92:
like I said before Sooner or leta this guy go run leave this story, I have seen his type several times

Ode! I'm a man of my words, I've been cooking something for hours with a banging headache, were you blind when I said I was on a weekend getaway with my brothers, you need a hard knock on the head.

ogabs20:
no update today?

I'm not on my laptop since Thursday afternoon, no vex for me y'all, I'll drop two tomorrow morning, on a weekend getaway with em Bros will be back home tomorrow, ejor emabinu, I appreciate y'all avid followers

queenitee:
Such a lovely story

Pioneering follower mi, you've been unusually silent, hope you are good?

lexaydfg:
@tobi.. shebi nah u talk sey u dey find comment dey don dey abuse u naw, u dey vex...lolzz nah joke ooo..


Bro... nice one, I am really enjoying this your story, but make we see the bad bad thing wey happen to you now, atleast life is not that rosy, they are good days and bad days..

I dey your back ride on..

Wait for it, bad bad things plenty ooo, but I have to align with the story telling plan I laid as the foundation

I cleared the plates as soon as she was done eating, and asked her to go take her bath so we can hang out.

All the while I kept praying that my plan yields dividends, I couldn't believe for one of the few times in my life, I couldn't proffer more than one solution to my problem.

I've always been a fast thinker, it's one of the core attributes of a player so it's not even debatable whether to have a high intelligence quotient or not, you need it to keep up with the lies.

But since Sandra had mentioned carrying my masterpiece in her womb, it seems like my cerebrum have been drained off my thick skull, it was with delight I had set to work that morning when the plan struck me while I was drinking, that's why I laugh at people who take alcohol as evil, I wouldn't have been inspired with the plan if it wasn't for the tobacco and whiskey.

I intensified on my plans for the day, we went out and spent a lot of time doing all the lovely things Sandra enjoys, I didn't let the expenses deter me because I was making the money besides the expenditure of a day can never measure up to that of a lifetime coupled with fatherly duties.

The smile and happiness within her was unbelievable throughout the whole day, we ended up at the beach and sat on the sand near some rocks.

The weather was perfect, the sun was setting and the cool breeze blowing at a high windy rate. The sky, a gorgeous shade of exquisite mixture of orange and yellow.

The air at a very comfortable temprature, little kids could be seen running around and playing with sea shells, it was a beautiful and wonderful place to be at that moment.

I took a swig from the bottle of Jack Daniel's in my hand and Sandra leaned in to kiss me, sucking the brown liquid from my mouth, I smiled at my obscure thought, my baby is even tasting Whiskey from two months old.

We sat there, discussing life amidst other topics, the sky grew darker, the stars spreads across the jet black clouds and the air became colder.

A brief silent fell between us and I shifted my gaze from the sky to the mother of my unborn child.

Sandra was astoundily beautiful, her eyebrows were perfectly shaped and her mongoloid nose complimented her red thin curvy lips. The blonde weave that she wore flew across my face and it scented of strawberry.

By all justification Sandra will make a good wife, except the fact that I think she is too opinionated she has all the qualities I want in a woman, physically, sexually and psychologically, but it requires a completely ready heart to do the forever vows. Simply put, mine is not even a work in motion yet.

Hours later we were back home and it was apparent I did a good job in making Sandy delighted, she was grinning from ear to ear and her face beamed at every little tinge of excitement and funny remarks I make.

" Bee, would you please help with the zip? " she requested turning her back at me. I obliged and dragged down the silver chromed fastener, letting my left hand rub her fair bare back.

I slid the kaftan off her shoulders and the material fell to her feet, her beautiful body shinning under the blue light that irradiated my room. I started licking her ears as one hand wrapped her firmly from the back and the other teased her nipple from the lacy bra, she shuddered in response to my romantic gesture.

I took my time that night, carried her and placed her on the neatly laid bed, found my phone and put her favorite Whitney Houston track ' I Will Always Love You ' on repeat.

We didn't have sex that night, we made love, I was slow and attentive to her body signals, I neglected myself and went all out to please her and pleasure she did receive, multiple orgasms hit her and she bucked and thrashed under my eighty something kilogram body.

I soon came and fell beside her, my heart thumping hard against my chest, it is time and after all the efforts exerted today, I just have to make it count.

" Baby, I love you "

" I know and I love you too hunn, thanks for the treat today, it's all have always wanted, just me and you catching private vibes " she paused and another kiss landed on my tired lips for the hundredth time that day

" And thanks for the toe curling monent tonight, you are the best " she concluded. I swallowed hard before finding my voice....

" You need not to thank me for taking care of you, you are everything to me and you know I care about you, my goal is to always be able to do this and even more for you for the rest of our lives " I didn't know whether I was lying or not but I continued

" But it seems like we might have a situation that does not align with my plans and dreams for us, on our hands "
She sat up on hearing that and I was glad I caught her attention, her eyebrows bent weirdly and before she could utter a word, my lips were moving again.

" I love you Sandy, no real man would have a woman like you and not love her, I'm your best friend and vice versa, but you need to realize days like today should be a day to day activity in our lives. I can't guarantee this with the kind of job I do, nothing is sure and you know it " I rambled on, maintaining eye contact with her.

It was obvious the truth was hitting her, coupled with the state of her low mental alertness that moment, after all the orgasms. Every word was sinking deep into her skull, I further made her realize, my mum needs to be prepared for this considering she's Igbo.

" But my mom is Yoruba! " she had defended weakly..

" Of course I know, still doesn't change the fact that you could hardly complete a sentence in the language. All these doesn't really matter as much as you bonding with her does, she hasn't even met you yet. Let this one just go and we will work on these things and myself as a prospective father " I cajoled her again.

We continued debating over the abortion of the foetus and her resolve weakened with every passing minute, finally she agreed after I told her we will be engaged as soon as she graduates.

I heaved a sigh of relief and placed my head on her chest, her two beautiful and erect breast massaging my nape to sleep, my sugar coated mouth have swindle me out of this one, I can sleep peacefully now.


The next morning, after another round of hot lovemaking session, we both bathed and got dressed, headed for nowhere other than the hospital, the earlier the better I believe.

After all the necessary procedure was observed, the deed was done and Sandra cried all the way back home, I was almost tempted to propose to her that moment.

Wishing I could be different, wishing I could just love her and her alone like she wants, wishing I had kept my little king and make Sandy happy, but the demon in me is my inbuilt OS (operating system) it's not deletable.

mayorchelsea:
Ghost mode deactivated,thumbs up to you OP but steady update wouldn't be too bad.I'm almost forgetting the characters.

Thanks champ! I'll try on the updates, two dropped today.

Donobecs, mrasamu, Oye9ja, lexaydfg, Ogabs20, SeunCyber

The pregnancy saga started like a play, she had just came back from her house as she usually visit once in a while.

We were in the bedroom and I was playing FIFA career mode on my playstation 3 console, I noticed she was overly courting attention that night, Sandy has always been an attention seeking queen, she has always wanted to be doted on, but she knew how serious I could get with my games.

Amazingly this particular night was different, the whole time she kept asking me to come to bed, and I'll tell her to give me few more minutes thinking she wanted to get naughty as always. She soon got up, walked to the front of the TV, and blocked my view.

I was still excogitating what to make off her attitude when she dropped the bombshell

" I'm carrying your baby B "

" You said what? " I blurted, appalled and praying it was just a prank or I didn't hear her well.

" I'm pregnant, aren't you happy? " she asked, walking towards me and taking a yoga sitting position.

Bells rang in my head, and I developed a heavy headache immediately. How can I be fvcking happy, you are telling me I'm going to be a daddy in nine months time when I'm still behind on many goals in my life.

" I...I'm happy, but you know I'm just shocked, you still have one year left in school and I'm definitely not marrying into this life, I mean this fraud life " I lied, scratching my head unconsciously.

I'm definitely not happy, this was never in our plan, at least it's suffice to say it's never in mine.

" I know right, but I've got only two semesters left and that's not even up to a year, I'd be a graduate before I pop, besides you can always implement those business ideas of yours, I've always encouraged you to " she countered, and I became weak that instant.

My eyes were watery, I was going to cry, ' is this how I'm going to be somebody's daddy ' I thought.

No doubt Sandra ticked almost all the boxes of a wife material, but I'm not just cut out for this kind of commitment, at least not yet and she has always known this or so I thought.

I tossed the game controller away and crawled into bed and she followed suit, she snuggled into me as my thoughts ran wild, I could see imaginary images of diapers, baby tin milk, methylated spirit and dusting powder.

" What the hell " I muttered inaudibly, thanks to the darkness in the room she would have read my lips, I just couldn't wrap my head around it and I needed to wiggle out of this.

She left me with my thought and I was glad for that as she just laid beside me, her head on my chest while she sang the deceitful ' It's gonna be okay ' song into my ears.

We slept off like that, but did I really sleep? of course not, it was like a knot was in my stomach, my breathing was labored and my head almost blew off before morning due to over-thinking.

I tried as much as possible to keep up a happy face the following day. I asked her to go for a proper test at the hospital to figure out how long the foetus has been there since we can't confirm that with the home kit she had used.

My fears were confirmed for real when she brought home a result that night, despite being served my favorite meal of Eba and Ogbono soup with a lot of assorted things coming with it, I couldn't eat, it just tasted like sawdust.

I slept on it again and decided I'll tackle the issue the next day, it was like the pregnancy purposely wants to show me what I'm in for, Sandra woke up twice to vomit that night and right there and then I knew apart from my playboy lifestyle I'm truly not ready to be a father.

I was livid I had to rush with her to and fro, sacrificing my precious sleep, rubbing her flat stomach as she had instructed. ' This ain't happening ' I shook my head in the dark room.

Morning soon came and I brought out some liquor from my mini wooden bar as early as five o clock. I started drinking and smoking heavily while Sandra slept peacefully, this might be harder than I thought.

Then an idea struck me and I went to work, I made for the kitchen and I was amazed by the amount of foodstuffs in there, I've not stepped into it lately since Sandra has been literally co-habiting with me.

I could see new sets of cooking utensils too, my once desert of a kitchen now looks like the New York Times Square. It was then I realized this is all part of a plan and the end result is that pregnancy.

I drummed my fingers on the cabinet a bit and continued on my plans. Few minutes later a nice plate of steaming hot omellete was sitting in a beautiful shiny stainless tray, she had gotten that too, and beside it was a jug of hot tea with slices of bread. I walked into the room feeling like a chef.

I found Sandra up already and taking a phone call, I walked towards the bed side and set the tray down on the mattress, I plastered a long and deep kiss on her mouth, she giggled and hastened the call.

" Oh, you are so sweet darling, you are playing this fatherly role on your baby already " she said rubbing her left hand on her tummy while tasting the food.

" You are carrying a king and should be treated like royalty my princess "

" Hmmm... I'm blushing " she replied munching on the food while trying to feed me some, I declined and told her I wasn't interested, citing that I am filled up watching her enjoy the meal alone.

She smiled and placed a kiss on my cheeks before digging into the food again.

baski92:
na you be the first person to write story,oga ade sit your black fvcking ass down and update. We don see you type, bet me you go run leave this yeye story without finishing it, trash

I'll let this pass, why? You are one baby, perhaps kid-dult that lacks social behavioral skills.

Not to brag, in real life you wouldn't dare look a niqqa like me in the eye, your type won't deter me, I love literature!

Mrasamu:
You've got me refreshing this page over n over, you're gifted bruv..keep up the good work

Thank you, funny enough I'm. Not even a writer, this is e narrating a true life story just for the love of literature, maybe I can build on this, but y'all supporting with comment and criticism will help a lot

Aaaalexxx:
Nice update

Oshey brother

ogabs20:
guy your story is derailing oo

Views without comment is discouraging, it's the least my readers can do, that's why I even engage in questions and answers after every update, I've got other engagements but I still drop updates of at least a thousand words every morning, if only they read and comment as you do, it could propel me into squeezing out time and doubling the update

Do you think Sandra had the baby, what caused the disagreement?