EPISODES 10,11,12,13
EPISODE 10
She sat on her luggage and folded her arms across her chest. She had heard of the harmattan period in the north, but the dry biting cold was worse than she had thought. The thick jean jacket she wore over the long-sleeve red blouse barely kept her warm. Her stiff feet made her eye the red boots with disdain. How did cold air seep in?
“Funmike.”
She raised her head and saw him walking towards her in a jeans and a white long-sleeve sweat-shirt. He was more handsome than the first time she saw him face to face. The mere sight of him took her breath away.
Dantenimu hurried to her side and helped her up. She looked fairer, prettier and her long big brown shoulder length braids gave her a royalty look. Were his eyes deceiving him? The curvier hips and noticeably fuller bosom meant one thing. She had added a little weight.
He had been ecstatic when she called and asked him to pick her up at the airport. She was in Abuja on vacation. God had indeed given him an early Christmas gift- Funmike Williams.
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They got out of the white Jaguar and strode towards the white and brown five bedroom mansion. The compound reminded her of home. She frowned. Her father’s house was far from being a home. It was more or less a roof over her head, a necessary habitat she hoped to leave as soon as she graduated.
Dantenimu opened the door and helped her to carry the bag into the house. She followed him in. The hallway was decorated with framed family photographs.
“Come,” he reached out for her hand, “I think my parents are still awake.”
She met his excited dark eyes. Her tummy turned over in fear. What if they don’t like her? What was a twenty-eight year old man still doing in his father’s house?
She stilled her emotions and allowed him to lead her into the first room in the hall. They sauntered into a beautifully furnished sitting room. White wall, cream curtains, brown rug, coffee brown leather chairs arranged in a semi-circle facing an 80 inch curved flat screen TV. She smiled in appreciation. She liked the room.
EPISODE 11
“Dad, mum, meet my friend, Funmike Williams,” he held her by the hand.
Two pairs of eyes observed her. She felt like a lab rat under a microscope.
“You are welcome dear,” the dark skinned lanky elderly man grinned at her.
“Thank you sir,” she smiled back at him. He was an older version of Dantenimu.
“How are you doing darling?” the dark skinned slim elderly woman broke into a smile.
Her initial fear disappeared, “I am fine ma.”
“Let’s go girl, goodnight folks,” the curiousity in his parents’ eyes made him grin. He could tell that they wanted to ask questions.
“Goodnight,” she waved at them and allowed him to whisk her out of the room.
“My apartment is behind this mansion,” he carried the luggage outside.
“Really?” she met his gaze.
“I almost moved out years ago, but, I decided to build a house on this land, so that I can watch and take care of my parents.”
“I see…” she wasn’t completely sure of what he meant. She walked behind him, trailing his long strides along the flowery pathway.
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“We used to live in Jos.”
Her eyes flew up to meet his distant look. He held her bag in one hand and opened the door to the three bedroom bungalow with the other. She walked in after him.
“We relocated to Abuja many years ago after a life altering tragedy.”
The sad glint in his eyes tugged at her heart.
“My siblings went to church one evening. I had a tummy ache, so I couldn’t go…” he swallowed spittle.
Her concerned gaze remained on his face.
“They… they… a group of Jihadist locked everyone in the church and set the building on fire.”
Overcomed by sorrow, she covered her mouth with both hands and tried not to scream.
“No one… no one survived,” he dropped the bag and staggered to the seatee.
Funmike settled on the chair closest to her. She held his gaze and wished she could make his pain disappear.
“My mother lost her marbles and my father… my father…” he gave a shake of head, tears flowed.
She got up and went to his side. She couldn’t imagine what they must have gone through.
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She sat beside him and gave his shoulder a gentle squeeze, “I am so sorry,” she blinked back tears.
“Thanks,” he wiped his wet face with the back of his hand, “We bought this land when we came to Abuja, established Nice Baby Limited and tried to move on.”
She thought she had issues. It dawned on her that Dantenimu and his parents were dealing with something worse.
“We are learning to lean on God and trust in him. He has remained faithful every single day.”
She nodded with understanding.
“How long will you be staying?”
She shrugged, “Maybe till after the wedding.”
His puzzled stare settled on her unhappy face, “Why?”
“She doesn’t want me at her wedding,” she choked with tears, “My parents inclusive,” she began to sob.
“Even if the whole wide world cast you away, God will never, ever leave you or forsake,” he wiped her tears away.
She sniffled and looked back at him.
“I am not going anywhere either,” he smiled at her, “I have two guest rooms, you need to pick one,” he helped her up.
EPISODE 12
He knocked, opened the door and peeped. He saw her seated on the bed, clad in a pink and red long-sleeve sweat-shirt and a white cotton baggy trouser. Her braids were weaved in a pony tail, giving her an angelic look.
“Ready to turn in for the night?”
She tilted her head, “I think so.”
He strode into the room and settled at the edge of the bed.
“I didn’t know that the harmattan in this part of the country can be so devilish.”
He started to laugh.
“Thank God I came with a few jackets and sweaters.”
“You will get used to it.”
She snorted, “I doubt it,” she noticed that he was still in the white sweat-shirt, but, had changed into a pair of blue shorts.
“I am so glad that you are here,” his piercing dark eyes bore into her serene brown ones.
“I don’t want to be anywhere else,” her placid stare searched his face.
He moved over and wrapped his arms around her. She sighed with relief, basking in the warmth of his embrace. She placed her arms around his neck and inhaled the scent of his deodorant.
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Funmike heard his dragged intake of breath, then felt the moist trail of his lips on the nape of her neck. Her heart beat accelerated and fell in rhythm with his.
Dantenimu claimed her lips. It was just as he had imagined. The soft, supple, sweet flesh captivated his mind and fired up his hunger.
She kissed him back, marching his intensity with the deep longing that took over her senses. She felt his hands underneath her shirt, handling her bosom. She sucked in breath as a tingling sensation coursed through her nerves.
Gently, he made her lay on her back and kissed her again. She trembled under his weight and felt the hardness of his manliness. The pressure aroused her, making her yearn for him like never before.
He raised his head and looked deep into her eyes. She stared back at him. The passion in his eyes marched the desire that welled up inside her.
“I want you.”
“I want you too,” she whispered.
He closed his eyes and tried to fight back the cravings that threatened to consume him.
EPISODE 13
He opened his eyes and exhaled, “I believe that God brought us together and I know that you are the woman I want to spend the rest of my life with.”
Shocked wide eyes, jaw agape. She had no idea that he felt strongly about her. She knew how much he liked her, but was oblivious to how deep his feelings were.
“I wanted to wait till you graduate before asking you out, but…” he gave a shake of head, “I have ran out of patience.”
She fixed her gaze on him. It pleased her that he desired to be with her as much as she wanted to be with him.
“First thing tomorrow, I am going to buy an engagement ring.”
“What?!”
He kissed her lightly, “I love you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” his intensed gaze drilled into her surprised ones.
“I love you too,” she confessed.
“I want us to get married right after your convocation.”
“Isn’t that too soon?”
“Nope. I want to wait till our wedding night before I touch you. The sooner we get married, the better.”
She giggled and smiled in approval.
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Dantenimu and Funmike walked into the Millenium Park on his twenty-nigth birthday carrying a mat, food flask, a small cooler of drinks and a pack of candy. It was her fifth day in Abuja, yet, she hated the weather. How was she going to cope when she finally relocated to the city?
He spread the mat under a tree and arranged the food flask and the cooler at the edge. She sat down and placed the candy on the flask. He settled down beside her and held her by the waist.
“What do you think?” he grinned from ear to ear. She stared at him and giggled. His happy disposition was contagious.
“The park is quite big.”
“It is massive,” his dark eyes twinkled.
“True.”
“Yahuza Suya Spot is our next point of call.”
She beamed, “I have heard of their delicious grilled chicken and meat.”
“One taste and you are hooked,” he winked at her.
“I can’t wait,” her head bobbed.
“From there we will set off to the Galleria and relax with a movie.”
“I like your plans.”
Eyes locked. He leaned over and kissed her.
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Re: TORN (based On A True Life Story) by SheWrites(f): 11:57am On Oct 07
TORN 40
While they waited for their turn to buy movie tickets, she opened her facebook profile on the iphone and saw the wedding pictures of her elder sister. Her eyes smarted with tears. It pained her that the bride didn’t want her there. It was pathetic that her parents’ attitude towards her had rubbed off on her sisters.
“What is it?”
She lifted her eyes, saw the worried look and passed the phone to him. He collected it and scanned the pictures. He returned the phone and drew her into his arms.
“Trust God and let him take control of every aspect of your life.”
She buried her face in his chest and tried to calm her tumbling emotions.
“Lover birds, it’s your turn,” someone said behind them.
He released her and approached the lady at the ticket stand.
Funmike folded her hands across her chest. She prayed to God to give her the desire and will to forgive her parents and her sisters. She hoped that some day soon, they would all be able to relate with one another in love, without grudges.
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While they waited for their turn to buy movie tickets, she opened her facebook profile on the iphone and saw the wedding pictures of her elder sister. Her eyes smarted with tears. It pained her that the bride didn’t want her there. It was pathetic that her parents’ attitude towards her had rubbed off on her sisters.
“What is it?”
She lifted her eyes, saw the worried look and passed the phone to him. He collected it and scanned the pictures. He returned the phone and drew her into his arms.
“Trust God and let him take control of every aspect of your life.”
She buried her face in his chest and tried to calm her tumbling emotions.
“Lover birds, it’s your turn,” someone said behind them.
He released her and approached the lady at the ticket stand.
Funmike folded her hands across her chest. She prayed to God to give her the desire and will to forgive her parents and her sisters. She hoped that some day soon, they would all be able to relate with one another in love, without grudges.
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Re: TORN (based On A True Life Story) by SheWrites(f): 11:59am On Oct 07
TORN (Chapter Forty-one)
She walked out of the lecture hall with her black bag strapped to her shoulder and her car keys in the other hand. Four of her course-mates, a guy and three girls fell into step with her. They had become are regular passengers. They complained about the date of the first semester examination. She wasn’t bothered because she had defended her project. She would be able to prepare for the examination without distractions. She heard the ringtone of her phone. She dipped a hand into the bag and brought out her Blackberry Passport and iphone.
“Hello.”
“Hello love.”
The sound of his voice warmed her heart, “Dante, you didn’t call last night,” she followed her course-mates into the elevator.
“I am so sorry. I got home late last night. I was worn out and I slept on an empty stomach.”
“Aww…”
“The demand for our product is pretty high. We are producing twice as much. More workers have been employed. Things are pretty busier over here.”
“More work, more money.”
She heard him laugh.
To be continued…………………
