Joshua ? Ahh.. Sir, that is too much. The girl really toyed with you o… So where is she now.
Joshua is a student doctor.
Fikayo ? Hmm.. She is actually the one I married.
Joshua ? (Shocked) Whaaat.
Fikayo ? Yes I marrried her two years ago when I came back from Sweden.
Joshua ? Sir.. You are athletic and good looking, you aren’t supposed to be played.
Fikayo ? hahahah.. I am not into females like you think, I just want a woman who we will enjoy together.
Joshua ? Okay sir.. I have learnt a lesson (Prostrated).
Fikayo ? It’s fine.. I am having a month’s leave. So you guys should obey the doctors who are training you, else you might be rusticated from unilag.
I stood up and took my briefcase.
Joshua ? Let me help you with that.
He said and collected my briefcase.
Soon, I was driving home after three months hard work in luth. I stayed in one of the residential buildings in the hospital’s surrounding to make my work efficient.
Now I need to get back home to my Christianah. I missed her so much and I am glad she called me two days earlier saying she missed me and my d–ck. I soon got to Ajah and entered the estate I reside. I took the gate’s remote , opened it and drove in. I honked the car but got no response.
Fikayo ? Honey.. I am home.
I called out and walked to the door . I pressed the knob and to surprise it opened. I entered and wanted to call out again but something in me kept me quiet. I tiptoed towards the bedroom and saw the door was opened a little. I peeped and heard.
“PAM!
PAM! PAM!
With m-oans coming out softly. My wife was f–cking another man on our matrimonial bed. Ahhh!!, I scratched my head and was furious. I made for the kitchen and took a knife but soon came to my sense not kill someone. I opened the door, went towards my car and drove out.
I drove to a bar and ordered a mixture of rum and whisky. I drank it all in one gulp. It cooled my nerves and I looked around. A fair skinned woman sat at just fours stools away from me. She was starring at me smiling.
I frowned.
She got down and I saw she was so endowed but who cares. She walked towards me and sat on the stool next to mine. Her perfume was exotic and she smiled radiantly.
Towobola ? Fikayo.
I was startled.
Fikayo ? ( In a shaky voice) who are you?.
Towobola ? Hmm oga o.. Do you remember Towobola Smith in Sweden where you did your masters?.
I looked around.
Fikayo ? (Exclaimed) Ohhh!!!.. Towobola… Waoww.
Towobola ? How are you?
Fikayo ? I’m good.. doing fine.
Towobola ? Even though you didn’t call me.. When did you returned to Nigeria.. Fine.. Olorun don catch you now (Laughing).
Fikayo ? Aww.. Towobola. It is not so.. I am a medical doctor and so I get real busy most times.
She looked at my finger.
Towobola ? Ohh.. Are you married)
She asked with her smile going off.
Fikayo ? (Happily) Yes.. I am.
Towobola ? Ohh.. I see.
She said and looked away distantly.
Fikayo ? Is everything okay?
Towobola ? Humm.. Yeah.. sure ( Sipped her drink).
Fikayo ? I should be going now.
I said, standing up and took my drink in a gulp.
Towobola ? Can I have your number?
Fikayo ? Yes.. Why not.. This my card.
I gave her one.
Towobola ? Thanks.
I hurriedly left though I could feel she was looking at me.
I drove back home fast and on entering I met wife on the couch watching Telemundo. She screamed and jumped on me.
Christianah ? Baby.. You smell alcohol.. Don’t tell me you have been drinking?
I looked at her and made no response.
Christianah ? Aren’t you happy to see your wife?
I simply walked off and she followed me.
Christianah
? ( Tearful voice) Baby.. What is wrong?
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Fikayo ? Nothing just tired.. Can you heat water please.
Christianah ? Yes baby.. I will. I love youuu.
She playfully said and ran out.
I sat down and looked around the room. She had tidied everything up and changed bedsheets.
She soon came back and sat beside me, holding my arms.
I looked at her and she rested her head on my shoulder. I looked over with scorn and anger. But is still love her. Yet, she kept doing this to me over and over again.
I took my bath and went straight to bed. I turned my back to her and soon I felt her hands touching me.
Fikayo ? (Coldly) What is it?
Christianah ? ( Timidly) Don’t turn your back at me.
Fikayo ? I am tired.
Christianah ? Won’t you f–ck me uhn?.. its been a while.
Fikayo ? ( Exclaimed and sat up) Whaaat! . Jesus.
Christianah ? (Stood up also) Kini?
Fikayo ? Nothing… Just praying to God.
Christianh ? Hmm.. Hahah.. My husband is funny.
She laid her head on my chest. It was irritating to me.
I stylishly pushed her off saying I want to pick something in the kitchen.
Well.
I slept in the sitting room till the following morning. I woke up to her face starring at me angrily.
Fikayo ? What?
Christianah ? You left me alone in the room.
Fikayo ? Sorry (Bit*ch)
Christianah ? I want to see my friend in Mushin, this coming Saturday is her wedding.
Fikayo ? Okay.
I said and laid back on the sofa.
She walked out shaking her bum to me. I pouted my lips then slept off.
My phone rang and I drowsily picked up.
Fikayo ? Hello.
Towobola ? Hey.. Handsome.. Towobola on the line.. What are you doing today?
I was quiet and thought for a while.
Fikayo ? Tell me.. Where are we to meet?.
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EPISODE 4
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I parked my car at the other side of the road and crossed over to the bar in Lekki.
I entered and could feel ladies around stealing glances at me. No doubt, I knew i’m one good looking dude but God instilled that virtues in me and I don’t flirt around like most guys. I am just thirty-two years old and well to do.
I saw Towobola seated. Man! You need see this lady , so beautiful but it is just that I had no feelings for her. She willingly asked me out when were both in Sweden doing our masters at the university of Lund but I politely turned her down. She felt bad but still sticks around me till I was done and left her there.
She smiled and adjusted herself on the chair. I pulled one of the chairs out and sat down.
Towobola ? (Smiling) I love your dressing.
Fikayo ? Ohh thanks..
I said looking around and gesturing at the bartender.
Towobola ? You’re welcome… But you can trim your beards a little, it looks rough.
Fikayo ? Towobola !!… Ahh (Laughed).
She laughed.
I remembered that’s how she does back then in Sweden whenever she comes over to my apartment there, she selects clothes for me, combs and style my hair. But I thought of nothing of her but just a friend.
Towobola ? I am sorry.. Just grooming you.
Soon the bartender brought us a list. I settled for a whiskey whilst she simply took Baileys.
We drank and talked on.
My eyes were growing misty, I scratched and sat upright, looking at her like a moron.
Towobola ? Fikayo.. Can you hear me?
Her voice was distant.
Fikayo ? (Drowsily) What?
Towobola ? Please marry me.
I shook my head and placed my head on the table, that was all I knew.
I slowly opened my eyes and rolled on the bed I slept . I jumped up and saw I was n-ude , I looked at my side , Towobola was sleeping and also nude.
What the f?
Fikayo ? (Anger) Towobola.
She yawned and rolled back to me. I banged her hands. She opened her eyes at once.
Towobola ? ( Soothing voice) Baby.. What?
Fikayo ? what the hell happened between us.
I asked with one of my brows raised up.
Towobola ? (In fear) Emm.. We had s*x.
Fikayo ? Ohh God.. How did that happen?
Towobola ? You were intoxicated by the whiskey you drank , I knew you couldn’t drive home that way. So I decided you take a nap in one of the rooms here.. Then on getting in, you grabbed and started kissing me, telling me you love me and I also love you. I allowed you to have s*x with me. You made me a woman.
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She said that I looked at the bedsheet, it was full of blood.
Fikayo ? Shit!!… You’re a bitch.
I said, looking for my trouser.
Towobola ? Fikayo.. Please why don’t you just marry me.. I am madly in love with you.
She said in tears and made to touch me but I rebuked her.
Fikayo ? Touch touch me.. I hate you and can never love you.. I am married for God sake. ( Wearing my T shirt.)
Towobola ? ( Begged) Fikayo.. Please have mercy.
I looked at her for few minutes from head to toe, hissed and stormed out of the room. I could hear her burst into loud weeping.
I was feeling guilty I had s*x out of wedlock but does that mean I am paying Christianah for all she did to me. But I don’t believe in vengeance, I believe God will reward according to everyone’s handwork.
I soon got home and honked. My wife was home already and ran out to open the gate coz I forgot my remote. I drove in and she came to meet me, hugging me. She walked behind me as we walked in, I could see her from the glass panes I had installed on corridor, she flipped her nose ( Yinmu) behind me. I turned back and she smiled charmingly at me once more. I smiled and shook my head.. I entered the house.
Christianah ? Baby come and eat.
Fikayo ? I am sorry I won’t be able to eat for now. I need to rest.
I said going inside the room.
Christianah ? Wait Fikayo.. Come back here.
I waited.
Christianah ? What’s your problem?.. Why are you acting like a fool?.
I looked at her and walked away.
Christianah ? Come back here.. How dare you walk out on me?
She said, following me into the bedroom.
Fikayo ? I have nothing to say to you ( Undressing myself).
Christianah ? Then your mother must have given birth to a deaf and dumb child.
The words infuriated me. I gave her a resounding slap, she made to return hers. I held her hands and gave her two more resounding ones before pushing her on the bed. She wailed loudly. I walked out of the room angrily.
I sat down in the sitting room, watching Tv, I heard her weeping nearer and soon she surfaced in the sitting room. I looked at her and took my face away.
She rushed at me and locked my shirt. I made no move, she kept trying.
Fikayo ? Go and sit down.
Christianah ? No.. You must kill me.
Fikayo ? Why would I?.
Christianah ? I am your wife, my parents sold me to you, I am your slave.
I made her sit on my legs while I spoke sweet words in her ears. She was smiling and touching me. Deep down my mind, I was calling her a b*tch. She kissed me and soon things were spicing up. I politely excused myself. I have made up my mind not to have S*x with her any more. Who knows ?, some of her concubines might have laid thunderbolt on her.
It
Is almost two and half years , she never got pregnant and test revealed we are medically okay. My mother had been disturbing me, saying she was the only one she gave birth to in my father’s polygamous marriage. Mum was the third out of 5 wives. You might be surprised, well my father was a Muslim and my mother was the one Christian lady. He threw my mother out because she refused to convert to Islam. Well , that is another story for another day.
After my leave, I returned to work. It must have been the third day of my return when Towobola called me. I frowned my face on seeing her call.
Fikayo ? Yes?
I said with no formality.
Towobola ? Sorry to disturb you.. I just want to tell you what we did the other day has resulted to pregnancy.. I am six weeks pregnant.
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