Love Quest Ep 1

So I’m breaking my silence today! Yes! This is a new series. Join me on this ride as we become a part of Nimi, Laye and Ken’s lives. Happy reading!

Episode One

It was a cool Monday morning, just the way Nimi liked it. She was out of the house at the first light of day. The rain all through the night had not stopped her from her usual practice ever since she joined the staff team of DPassion Advertising Agency. The office was far from her house, and she couldn’t afford to be caught up in the mad traffic of the morning. In fact, she couldn’t afford any delays if she wanted her salary intact at the end of the month. DAA had a zero tolerance for lateness and laziness. It wasn’t as if the salary commemorated the staff input. Still, she loved her job. Working as a copywriter gave her much pleasure. She had only been in DAA for seven months, but she already developed an attachment to her job and her colleagues.

Traffic was light that morning due to the weather. She got a cab in no time and settled in for the twenty minutes’ drive to the office. Her eyes drifted closed and opened as the cool wind blew against her face. Most of the shops they drove past were not opened. The weather had given people the rest they needed but couldn’t afford. Nimi smiled, giving a dramatic shiver. The day would be good, she could tell. Right inside of her, excitement bubbled. For what reason, she couldn’t tell. It was definitely not because of Raymond. A slight frown creased her brows at the thought of him. She shook it off and looked forward with the same enthusiasm from moments ago. Her day would be good and that was all that mattered. Thoughts of Raymond would just have to wait.

When she arrived, she was happy to note that she was the third person to clock in that morning. It was still twenty minutes before the actual resumption time. She straightened her suit skirt and sauntered to the general office. One of the office’s helpers rushed to her and offered to take her bag. She smiled her thanks and handed it over to the girl. The girl joined the Agency a few weeks back when she parted ways with her wicked aunt who brought her to the city as an unpaid maid. Her hardworking and humble personality endeared her to many.

Nimi looked around when she stepped into the office. A satisfactory smile spread across her lips when her eyes fell on her desk. Not a pin was out of place. Her files were stacked neatly on one side of the table, and her team’s files also occupied one part, neatly arranged. Her desktop computer sat comfortably in the middle of the desk. This was the way she loved her desk looking. She pushed her chair back and took her seat. She said another thanks to the helper who carried her bag.

It was time for tea.

She opened her bag and brought out her water flask. She pulled out a drawer and took out two cups. She gave a small smile. It was time for her morning ritual with her friend Layefa. Layefa was never late. When she signed in earlier, she had seen her name as number one.

Nimi got up. She carried the flask and the two cups and went down the hall. Layefa was in her office. She pushed the door and went in.

“Good Morning.” She greeted with a bright smile.

Layefa looked up from the screen of her computer. Her face broke into a smile too. “Good morning, beautiful. You look so goooood.” She commented, looking Nimi over.

Nimi gave a short laugh, waving her off. “Oh please, Laye. You look better.” She replied, also taking in her perfectly shaped ash-coloured suit.

Layefa shook her head. “Forget it, Nimi. You are the brightness of the day.” She countered.

“Then, you are the best rival I have.” Nimi winked at her. They burst into laughter. It was part of their morning ritual to compliment each other’s look until one gave up. It also gave them a good feeling to be complimented, especially on mornings when one stood out; just like this particular morning. Nimi loved everything she had picked out that morning: from the body-fitting suit to the red shoes she had on to match the navy-blue suit, to her beautifully made up face and neatly-packed hair, Nimi knew she was outstanding. She dragged a stool and sat on it. She placed the flask and the cups on the desk. She opened the flask and poured the already made tea into the two cups.

“So, how was your weekend?” She asked Layefa.

Layefa shrugged. “The usual. Mama didn’t stop nagging me about a husband.” She said. Nimi laughed. A sad line crossed Laye’s face. “Really, Nimi, if I knew where they sell husbands, I would have gone to purchase one.”

Nimi threw her head back in laughter, almost falling off the stool. “That’s hilarious, Laye.” She said.

“It’s hilarious to you because you are not in my shoes, Nimi.” She brought the cup to her lips and sipped its content. She lowered the cup. “Mama is really getting on my nerves. She reminds me daily how she single-handedly sponsored me when my father died and left her with a pile of debts. She wants to eat the fruit of her labour before she journeyed to the great beyond.” She gave a resigned shake of her head.

NImi placed a comforting hand on her friend’s shoulder. “Don’t let it bother you so much, Laye. God’s time is the best. Your own man will come at the right time, my dear friend.” She assured her.

“I wish you’ll come and tell my mother that, and she’ll believe you.” She smiled a little. “By the way, what about you and Raymond?” she asked, changing the subject.

Nimi sobered. “It’s the same story, Laye. He hasn’t said anything. He has neither assured me of our future together nor told me why his mother won’t accept me.” She looked down at her cup. “I keep wondering if there’s something I don’t know. He pretends we are okay, but I can see the growing distance in his eyes. I think he’ll call it quit soon.” Tears pooled in her eyes.

“Ah, don’t be like that, Nimi. Don’t let Ray spoil your day. If he’s not man enough to stand up for what he wants then he doesn’t deserve you. You’re one in a million, my friend; the best Copywriter in the whole city.” She praised her.

Nimi rolled her eyes. “Oh please, Laye. You like teasing me.” She coughed a little to clear her choked up throat.

“You know I’m telling the truth.” Laye raised her hands.

“Alright then. Thank God I have the best Art Director as a friend. Now finish up your tea and let’s go to the conference room for team briefing.”

Laye nodded and downed the rest of her tea. She raised the cup as a form of salute to Nimi. “Thanks, Nimi. Now we can boldly face a typical day in DAA.”

Nimi laughed. They got up and walked up the stairs to the conference room. Team briefing in DAA was as important as the actual work.

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Ken watched the scene before him in utter dismay. He hated being the reason for any argument how much more between his uncle and his aunty. The argument had been on for over five minutes, and each minute made him more uncomfortable. If he knew heeding his uncle’s call would cause so much problem, he would have stayed back in Lagos. At least, he wasn’t jobless, even though the job offered little. But he would never disobey his uncle, the man who had taken care of him when he lost his father while in junior secondary school two. Having lost his mother at a tender age, he was orphaned in secondary school. God had used his uncle to bring him up. He was grateful for this. However, he didn’t want to be a problem now that he could stand for himself.

He listened again as his aunty poured out malicious words. “Darling, you can’t continue to spoon-feed Ken. Let him find his own way.” She said, throwing Ken a bitter look.

Doutimi sighed heavily. “Nene, how many times will I tell you that Ken is part of my family, and I can do anything to make him comfortable?”

Nene’s face tightened with displeasure. “Fine, but must you give him our son’s inheritance?” She asked, arms folded across her chest in defiance.

Doutimi took his seat and crossed his legs. “Nene, Douye is a medical doctor. He wants nothing to do with DAA. He has made that clear over and over again. Ken is the right man. He has administrative knowledge. Making him the Executive Director of DAA will make a great impact on the Agency, and it would be for the best.” He explained.

Nene didn’t back down. “But there are directors in the Agency. What is the need for another director?” She demanded.

Doutimi straightened, his patience waning. “Yes, we have directors, but I said executive director. I want someone to monitor the activities of the Agency. You know we’re not stable in the country. I want someone that can be reached easily when we are away on one of my numerous business trips.” He told her gently, trying not to snap at her.

“It’s just so unfair.” She muttered tears in her eyes.

Doutimi regarded her calmly, reigning his anger. He knew what she was doing. She wanted to pull the guilt card on him. It had worked other times, like when she insisted Ken attended a federal university instead of a private one like their son. It won’t work this time. He would help his nephew whether she liked it or not. His recent trip to Lagos confirmed what he suspected all along: Ken was living poorly. His job was nothing to write home about. He couldn’t have all this luxury and see his nephew struggling to make ends meet. He fixed Nene with an unyielding look. “Sorry, Nene, you can’t have what you want this time. Ken is now the Executive Director of DPassion Advertising Agency, so deal with it. I’ll take him to the Agency tomorrow to be introduced to his staff.” He told her.

She looked at him maliciously for a few seconds, then she stormed off in a huff. Doutimi watched her go. She would get over it when she sees the result of Ken’s hard work in DAA, he assured himself. He turned to Ken. “Congratulations, my dear.” He smiled at him.

Ken shifted uncomfortably in his chair. His eyes kept going to the way his aunty had stormed off. “I’m sorry, Uncle, but I can’t accept your offer.” He said, not looking at him.

The smile slipped off Doutimi’s face. “Why, Ken? Because of your aunty?” He inquired. Ken gave a small nod. “Don’t worry about her. You should be used to her after all these years. Listen, Ken, I really need your help in DAA. Things haven’t been going so well for some time now. We lost two major accounts last month and the team of directors couldn’t explain what went wrong. I need you, Ken. I trust your administrative skills. Please do this for your old uncle.” He appealed to him.

Ken considered this for a while, then he smiled. “Alright, Uncle. I’ll work as DAA’s executive director.” He answered.

“Excellent.” His uncle beamed at him. He got up from the couch and offered a hand to Ken. “Welcome on board, Ken.”

Ken accepted his uncle’s handshake. “Thank you, Uncle. I won’t disappoint you.” He assured.

Doutimi gave a nod. “Yes, yes. I know you won’t. Just give it your best shot.” He encouraged.

“I will,” Ken said, more to himself than to his uncle. It was time to prove himself as a man, no matter what his aunty thought of him.

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Old Flame Ep 20

Hey, guys! Thanks for your patience. This is the first part of the final episode of Old flame. The concluding part will be on the blog on Thursday. Happy reading!

Episode Twenty

His phone was ringing again. Tolu raised his eyes and noticed the Permanent Secretary looking at him. His hands were on the table and he must have felt the phone’s vibration. It was the fourth time it was ringing in ten minutes. That did not include the previous times it rang before the meeting commenced formally. He pressed the end button, but not before he checked the caller ID. He sighed when he saw it. Ebika was making him uncomfortable. All the calls he had received in the last hour had been from her. It annoyed him more to think that he told her he had an important meeting to attend with some stakeholders that would boost his business connections. He didn’t expect her to be calling so much. He picked the phone from the table and dropped it in his pocket. He smiled at the Perm Sec and nodded a few times to one of the businessmen giving analysis on economic growth.

Five minutes passed. He sighed with relief. Oh, sweet peace! He muttered within. His phone hadn’t vibrated. Ebika must have gotten the message that he couldn’t take her call. His mind was more focused on the deliberations now. Just when he was all set to contribute, his phone started vibrating in his pocket. Almost as a reflex action, he quickly looked at his pocket as he stood up. His hand held the offending phone in his trouser pocket. He heard a loud sigh, and didn’t have to look up to know who had sighed. He couldn’t mistake his voice even when they had spoken to each other for the first time couple of months ago. The voice could break through the strongest heart and leave you shivering. If he hadn’t created a gap between Chris and him, he would have invited him to come with him. Now, he waited for that voice to tell him off.

“Mr Smooth, why don’t you go outside to answer your call?” He said gently.

The undertone was apparent.

Tolu gave a polite nod. “Thank you, sir.” He replied.

He took long strides and walked out of the hall. He was grateful for the venue of the meeting. Unique Hotel could handle the mood he was in. He was very furious with Ebika, and he needed to cool off.

He walked down the stairs and straight out of the doors, waiting for her to call again. He drew a deep breath when he stepped outside. He lifted his palm and used it as a fan to cool his burning face. It wasn’t like the weather was hot. In fact, the meeting hall had good air conditions, but he couldn’t stop the heat that crept up his body each time he saw Ebika’s call. It was almost like he had a choking chain around his neck. He ran a hand over his neck as if to be sure he didn’t truly have a chain around it.

He sighed when his hand fell to his side. Ebika was becoming too tenacious. She suddenly felt all clingy to him. The same Ebika that was playing hard to get sometimes back. What had changed? Was a ring that powerful? He shut his eyes tightly and imagined himself having no worries at all. He tried a smile to back up the imagination, but it didn’t work. He ended up with a deep frown when he opened his eyes. Just then, a couple walked past him hand-in-hand, smiling into each other’s eyes. Before he could pronounce doom on their love, two boys of about ten rolled two boxes past him. They wore identical Tees and Shorts. One ran ahead and called to the couple. They stopped and called back to him, then both boys ran to meet up with them at the entrance.

Tolu shook his head sadly. He wanted a family just like theirs. Truth was he had that few months back but he threw away what he had for what he was beginning to doubt. Eladebi’s patience, kind-and-loving heart could never be matched. It was why he hadn’t found it difficult to marry her back when she became pregnant for him. At the face of threats and challenges, she had stood her ground against forcing anything on him, and when he had agreed to marry her, she hadn’t become overtly possessive or vengeful. She had seen it all as a partnership. He had offered her his shoulders for tears and his strength for her weakness when she felt she couldn’t go on, especially when the mockery became worse. Those days had been filled with more tears than laughter, but they had grown through it and built a loving relationship. What drew his heart closer to Eladebi back then was her kindness. Not once did she accuse him for ruining her life. She loved him with the whole of her heart. How he could now pay her with such cruelty was beyond him. Tolu tried to imagine Ebika in similar situation and doing the same thing, but he couldn’t. Ebika would not have taken things as Eladebi had taken them. While she had her own good sides, Tolu doubted patience to be one of her virtues. Eladebi on her part had all he wanted. Just as that line of thought flittered into his heart, his eyes grew big in realization. The realization of what Eladebi meant to him and what he felt for her filled his darkened heart with light.

He staggered. “What am I doing?” He asked aloud.

Making a fool of yourself, a small voice responded within him.

He placed both palms on either side of his cheeks. His phone rang just then. He guessed the caller again. It was Ebika. He stared at her image but made no attempt to answer the call. Few seconds after the call ended, he received a message notification. He hesitated for a few heartbeats before checking it.

“I hope you’re not ignoring my calls because of another lady right there. You promised to love me alone and that is what I expect. Don’t you dare break my heart after all I gave up for you. Let’s finalize the plans for our wedding. The sooner the better. Love you.”

While he was used to the first statement in the text message, the others laid a heavy burden on his heart. He had made a big mess and he had no way of getting out of it. There was no way he would repair all he had done without hurting Ebika. She would hate him for life. He could just go on with her. But that would mean cutting off from his children forever. He couldn’t bear that. He scratched his head vigorously. I need help. Oh, Lord, help me. He muttered within.

“Tolu.” Someone called from behind.

The voice sounded familiar. He turned around slowly and saw Christopher, hands in his pocket standing a few feet from him. Tolu’s eyes widened in surprise.

 

 

 

 

 

Old Flame Ep 19

Welcome back, friends. Did I take too long before posting this episode? Yes! I’m sorry about that. Enjoy this episode. The end is near.

Episode Nineteen

 From the moment Ebika saw Bina and Doubara together she knew she would approach them. She couldn’t imagine letting them go without showing off her engagement ring. It would surely put them in their places after all the bad things they have said about her. She had been the object of ridicule since her breakup with Bina became an open secret. People had taken Bina’s side. None had considered that she had a right to her own choice of man. Some have even declared doom. How they got to know that she was involved with another man did not surprise her at all. Doubara had told them all. It was her turn for payback. The rejected stone has become the chief cornerstone. She smiled as she looked down on her ring finger. Bina had not even given her a wrist bangle not to mention a ring. Now she had a gold engagement ring.

Her smile grew wider as she approached them. She swayed her hips as she took step after step. She shook her left fingers as she moved past rows of seats to cover the distance between her and Bina and Doubara. From the corner of her eyes, she saw one girl tap the other and pointed to her as she walked past them. It made her giggle. She was on top of her game, and she would shine like they have never seen.

Bina saw her first because he was facing her. Doubara didn’t see her immediately. She had her back to her. Bina abrupt silence caused her to turn back. She followed Bina’s gaze and trailed it to Ebika. Doubara’s face reflected her displeasure. It matched Bina’s face too.

Their cool stares didn’t deter her. She was on a mission, and she would carry it out successfully. No one would put her down. She had what she had always wanted: the love of the man she adored, financial security, a good house and wonderful companionship. Bina could never meet up with that in years if she had to wait for him. She was grateful she didn’t have to.

When she finally got to them, she put up a very bright smile and spoke in a musical voice, “Hello, guys,” she greeted.

“Hi, Ebika,” Doubara replied. Her voice wasn’t welcoming.

Bina kept silent. He just kept staring at her coolly.

Ebika didn’t mind his reaction. It made her happy instead that she could bring such emotion in him.  She regretted that she had a short weave-on. A long weave-on would have given her the opportunity to toss her hair over her shoulder and show off all Bina was missing. She tried her best to charm them both.

“I saw you standing together and I decided to come and give you a wonderful news.” She said in a cherry tone.

Bina and Doubara waited for the news. She smiled. Their lack of interest would not stop her.

“The big news is…” She met their eyes one after the other and then continued, “I got engaged!” She shrieked in delight, shoving her left hand in their faces.

Bina drew back. He regarded her for a few seconds, shook his head and walked away without saying a word.

Ebika’s smile slipped.

Doubara shook her head too and turned to take her leave too. Ebika’s hand shot out and held her in place.

“Won’t you say anything?” She questioned Doubara, sounding desperate.

Doubara unwrapped her fingers around her wrist and looked her straight in the eyes. “You’re engaged, good for you.” She said with a sly smile, then she walked away.

Ebika watched her departing back and felt the first slash of shame wash over her. It wasn’t payback; it was pay off. Bina and Doubara had brought her low. She hadn’t seen any pain in Bina’s eyes when he looked at her engagement ring. She had seen pity instead. Did he pity her? Worried lines creased her forehead. Why should he pity her? He should be sad that he had lost her. He should be ashamed that he wasn’t man enough to keep her.

And what about Doubara?

Her friend had neither been jealous nor pained as she had expected her to be. Instead, she had made her feel like she just signed a wrong deal.

Ebika shook herself. Why couldn’t Doubara see that she had taken the best decision? She pondered on this as she walked back to where she left her bag with less grace.

She picked up her bag and slugged it over her shoulder. She walked slowly out of the church auditorium. She took no notice of the youths who stood in groups at the entrance discussing. Her mind was filled with Bina and Doubara.

Her thoughts didn’t ease as she prepared her dinner when she got home. She placed her hand on the counter in the kitchen and thought some more about it. Why she couldn’t push it off her mind she couldn’t tell. She closed her eyes and tried to conjure all the qualities she loved in Tolu that Bina didn’t have. They seemed inconsequential as she thought about it. She thought of her motive for accepting Tolu next. She tried to assure herself that it was because of the deep love she had for him and how he made her feel, but something in her wouldn’t agree with that.

Her forehead puckered. She turned her engagement ring in her finger. She forgot about the rice she had on the fire as thoughts after thoughts unfolded in her heart. She didn’t know how long she stayed that way until she started coughing. She turned around and noticed the fumes from the pot of rice was filling the kitchen. She turned off the cooker in quickly, coughing profusely. Douye came running in.

“What happened?” Douye asked, coughing too.

Ebika coughed some more and pointed towards the door. They left the kitchen in a dash. When they got to the living room, they both gulped fresh air.

“What happened?” Douye asked again.

“I don’t know. I guess I turned off from the kitchen for a while and that was the result.” Ebika explained, remembering where her mind had been before the rice started burning.

Douye eyed her suspiciously. “What are you thinking about?” She quizzed.

Ebika let out a long sigh. She plopped into a couch and fixed her eyes on the door. “I saw Bina and Doubara together.” She said simply.

Douye raised an eyebrow in a what-about-it fashion. “So?”

Ebika turned to her slowly. “They seem to be dating now.” She told her, screwing up her face in displeasure.

Douye smiled. “Good for them. They fit each other.” She took the seat opposite Ebika. “But, why do you look bothered?”

Ebika got up, crossed her arms over her chest and started pacing. “I should be happy for them. I should be relieved that Bina has found someone, but I’m not. I’m filled with jealousy, anger, that Doubara took my place so quickly. It simply means she was eyeing Bina while we were together. She wanted him for herself. She was just waiting for me to get out of the way.” She stated, her face twisting with anger.

Douye gaped at her. She could not say anything.

“Don’t look at me like that, Douye,” Ebika said, looking down at her where she sat. “I know what I feel right here.” She touched her chest. “How could they have gotten together so fast after our breakup?”

Douye blinked. “Did they tell you they are dating now?”

Ebika huffed. “They didn’t tell me, but it is quite obvious they are. I could read in between the lines. Even when I announced my engagement, they were not even moved by it.”

“But you have Tolu now. He is far better than Bina.” Douye reminded her.

“I know, but Bina seems so loving with Doubara. He was never like that with me. Why didn’t he do that with me? Maybe I wouldn’t have broken up with him. I don’t want him showing the kind of love he didn’t show to me to another lady.” Ebika pouted.

Douye let out a breath. “Ebika, I know I advised you to go for the best and you chose Tolu, but you have to let Bina go. If his happiness is with Doubara, then don’t fight it. What he does with his life shouldn’t concern you anymore. Tolu is the one for you, and he loves and adores you. Bina has nothing to offer you.”

Ebika dropped back into her seat. “You’re right again, Douye. I shouldn’t concern myself with Bina. It doesn’t matter if my heart feels jealous that he is with my ex-best friend. I have the best, and that is Tolu. He is all I want. I will love and cherish him forever.” A smile lit up her face. She sat up straight. “Thanks, Douye.” She touched her leg slightly. “You just got me back on track. For a while, I was doubting my decision to be with Tolu, but you made me see everything clearly. Who will have Tolu and choose Bina?” She laughed a little.

Douye shrugged. “I wonder.” She replied. “Enjoy your life, dearest Coz.”

Ebika nodded and settled back in her chair. Her eyes drifted closed as loving thoughts of Tolu filled her heart.

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Old Flame Ep 18

Episode Eighteen

 Tolu stood in front of the dress mirror and adjusted his tie. He was getting set to meet with Ebika for a dinner date. It was the fifth dinner they were having in the four weeks they’ve been together. He had learned fast that he couldn’t meet up with the demands of the kitchen and so he had chosen one of his favourite restaurants where they could be served and treated right. He didn’t have to worry about the dirty dishes in the sink anymore, or cleaning the kitchen.

If Ebika wanted to be entertained, he was equipped for that. He would pamper her as he should have done back then. He would treat her like the queen she was. It was her right to be treated right by him. His only regret was letting go of fresh home-made meals. Eladebi took pride in cooking for him and the children. She hardly subscribed to eating out. He had also gotten used to having his meals at home until he decided Eladebi was no longer an interesting companion during meals.

He shook his head. Were things so bad with her? He had no answer for the question that filtered into his heart. All he could say was that he was with Ebika and would make the most of it. The feelings he had for her were genuine and he would explore it as much as he can to secure his happiness. Eladebi was getting to understand that now. He finally told her the truth about the state of his heart towards her and his affections for Ebika when her calls and text messages won’t stop coming in. He told her he had moved on and someone else was in his life now. Her reaction had been a deep sigh. She sent a message after that to tell him the usual since their separation: she was praying for him.

He raked a hand through his hair. Her resilience baffled Tolu. Her never-say-die spirit caused him moments of guilt. She had even offered to bring the children to see him, but he declined. Though he missed them greatly, he couldn’t stand bridging the gap just yet. His emotions were still raw where they were concerned. He hoped they would understand too. His relationship with Ebika had sailed smoothly so far. It was time to dissolve the marriage between him and Eladebi. That way, she would stop being hopefully, especially with his plans for dinner that day.

A smile curved his lips, wiping off the worried lines that gathered there. He dipped his hand into his pocket and cradled the jewel box he had purchased the day before. He brought it out of his pocket and clicked it open. In the middle of the box sat a golden engagement ring. He was ready to pop the question. Excitement flowed through him like electric currents. It was the first time he would be doing that. He didn’t ask Eladebi to marry him. They just agreed it was the right thing to do considering the situation they were in then.

His smile grew wider.

Everything was turning around for him. He had fallen in love again, in fact more deeply than the first time, and he was fortunate to fall in love over and over again with the same woman.

He slid the box back into his pocket. He would ensure that the evening was one of Ebika’s best in her life.

He applied his hair cream to his hair and combed it to a fine sheen. He winked at his reflection. “You are the man.” He said. He picked his car keys and left the bedroom. Just as he prepared to step into his car, the gateman ran to the gate at the loud honking from outside the gate. Tolu watched as he confirmed who was at the gate, then he pushed open the gate.

The red car that drove in belonged to Christopher. His excitement seemed to vanish with the evening breeze. He shut his car door and waited for him to alight.

Christopher alighted and made his way to him. Tolu refused to close the distance between them. He stood where he was, right beside his car with his one hand resting on the car and the other in his pocket.

“Hi, Tolu.” Chris greeted with a smile.

“Hi.” Tolu answered, forcing his lips to smile in return.

Chris’ eyes swept over him. “Is it a wrong time?” He inquired.

Tolu sighed. It wouldn’t be a lie if he told him it was, but his relationship with Chris had gone beyond that level; notwithstanding their disagreement about a month ago. Chris must have the same thick skin as his wife because he also didn’t give up the calls and messages even when he didn’t reply his calls, nor acknowledge his messages. It was no big surprise that Chris visited the house. He knew he would soon show up to follow up his ignored calls and messages. He looked into the eyes of his friend now.

“It’s okay. I have some time to spare.” He replied coolly.

Chris looked towards the house. Tolu didn’t rise to the bait. Inviting Chris in would elongate whatsoever he wanted to say. It was better to let him feel he was delaying him. When he didn’t make any move to invite him to the house, Chris sighed and started out with why he was there.

“You haven’t been picking my calls, Tolu.” He said. “Are things that bad between us?” He asked, flashing yet another smile.

Tolu’s expression dulled. He looked away from Chris. “No.” He croaked. It wasn’t the entire truth, but he wouldn’t tell him that. He still didn’t want him to interfere in his relationship with Ebika. His eyes went back to Chris. “Listen, Chris, I know you mean well, but I know what is best for me. Ebika is my life and I can’t change how I feel because you have taken it upon yourself to tell me how wonderful Eladebi is.” A muscle in his jaw twitched as he spoke. He tried to soften the harshness in his tone with a smile but his lips refused to cooperate.

Chris smiled, seemingly unaffected by his harsh tone. He was a man on a mission and he would deliver the message he had for Tolu even if he barred him from his house and office.

“Tolu,” he started in a friendly tone. Let him hear, Oh Lord, he prayed in his heart. “I don’t want you to see me as an enemy. I don’t want you to think that I don’t have your interest at heart. We’ve been friends for years, and I love you like a brother. I would not want you to make a terrible mistake.”

Tolu’s nose flared at that. Chris raised his hand to stop the words that were just on the tip of Tolu’s lips. He was certain they were not compliments.

“I’m not trying to paint Ebika as a bad person. In fact, she is a victim because I know she is not aware of your marital status.” Chris challenged. Tolu’s eyes went straight to his feet. His earlier bravado was nowhere in sight. A knowing smile curved Christopher’s lips. “You’re not just hurting one person, Tolu, but two. You’re hurting Eladebi, who is your lawfully wedded wife under God and the law, and Ebika, who is unsuspecting of your secret.”

“She will forgive me. I know she will. I want nothing to do with Eladebi. Ebika is the one I want to spend the rest of my life with.” Tolu informed him in an unsteady voice.

Chris gave a nod. “You have said that over and over again. I really want to believe Ebika will forgive you when she knows what you’re hiding, but that’s not why I am here. I just want you to know that you’re destroying someone’s self-esteem. You’re putting her down and chewing her out. Think of the damage you’re doing to your wife: physical, emotional, mental and social damages. You think she is so strong and she won’t break. She is holding on by a thin thread. What about your children, Tolu? This love you feel for Ebika is it worth giving up the love and respect of your children. Can you withstand their hatred and disrespect for life? Above all, Tolu, think of God’s words on this. It is a fearful thing to fall into the hands of the almighty God. Eladebi’s strength is in God. Don’t wait until He fights for her. Fight for her and the love God blessed you both with. Fight for your children and the future God has designed for you all. Had I known is the father of I don’t care.” He placed a hand on Tolu’s shoulder and patted it lightly. “Do the right thing, Tolu.” He turned away and walked briskly to his car.

For several seconds after Chris’ departure, Tolu couldn’t move. His heart thumped loudly in his chest. The words of Chris kept replaying in his head. It was just like a song.

Fight for her and the love God blessed you both with.

Fight for your children and the future God has designed for you all.

Do the right thing, Tolu.

Do the right thing, Tolu.

Do the right thing, Tolu.

He placed his hands over his head. “No! I won’t listen to you, Chris. I won’t allow your words enter my heart. I will marry Ebika, and love and cherish her forever.” He said out loud, his eyes shut tightly. He repeated this a couple of times until he felt a hand on his elbow. His eyes flew open, staring into the worried eyes of the gateman.

“Oga, are you alright?” The gateman asked.

Tolu dropped his hands, and then he straightened his suit. “Yes, yes, I am fine.” He answered with a straight face. “Go and open the gate.”

The gateman nodded and went to do as he was told.

Tolu’s mind was preoccupied with Christopher’s words as he drove down to the restaurant. His enthusiasm for the evening had fizzled out. He was almost not looking forward to it. He thought of calling Ebika and putting off their date, but he couldn’t. He was already late as it was and couldn’t disappoint her further by calling off the date.

He drew into the parking lot of the restaurant and took his time getting down. The bright light of the restaurant seem to hurt his eyes. He looked across the road instead where people moved up and down, vehicles moved down the road. He suddenly felt like the burden of the whole world was on his shoulders.

How ironic that he wasn’t looking forward to his date with Ebika. It used to be Eladebi before. He would prepare to stay out than to be in her company.

You love Ebika. Your discomfort is as a result of what Chris said. It’s not about you. It’s about Chris’ stubbornness. He doesn’t want you to be happy. A voice whispered in his heart.

He sat up straight. Yes, Chris is the one making me uncomfortable, and not Ebika. I will go and have a good time with her, he told himself. He pushed a smile through his tight lips and got down from the car. He moved with more confidence this time.

Ebika was already waiting when Tolu arrived. Her face was drawn in a deep frown. He rushed forward and took her hand.

“I’m so sorry, Ebika.” He apologized. “I was delayed.” He added.

Ebika eased her hands away from his. “Delayed? You should have called me.” She bawled at him. “I’ve been here for almost thirty minutes now. Is this the love you feel for me? Is this the way you want to treat me? How are you different from the person I broke up with?” Angry words spewed out of her mouth.

Tolu drew away from her as if she hit him. He opened and closed his mouth. He couldn’t believe his eyes or ears. Ebika’s eyes were spitting fire. He stared at her.

“Tolu, stop staring at me like that. I accepted you because I feel you were better than my ex. If you start treating me this way, I’ll not be happy I didn’t get a fair deal after all. I love you and you know it.” She stood and gave him a light hug.

Tolu’s eyes remained surprised but he returned her hug. “I love you and you know it too. I just got delayed.”

Ebika flashed a smile. The smile lightened his troubled heart. He felt his world become right again. Ebika loved him. She was only angry because he was late. He would not do the same thing she did. He would not compare her to Eladebi. Eladebi would have won the round of comparison because she would never have reacted that way to him. He would not think of the numerous times he kept her waiting and instead of confronting him, she was concerned for his safety and well-being. The times he had given reasons for his lateness, she had accepted it without reading him the riot act. He would only think of this time with Ebika and what he planned to do. He would think of ways to love her so much that she would forget about her ex. At least he had scored a point in their last date when she praised his generosity and told him her ex hardly gave gifts. Tonight, he would score the greatest point.

He took his seat in front of Ebika and commended her look. She basked in his compliment, eyes sparkling. He was once again drawn to her. She was a beautiful one, and he wanted that beauty to be with him for keeps. He ran his eyes over her red-laced off-shoulder blouse. Her hair fell around her neck. A necklace adorned her delicate neck. He touched her cheek lightly.

“You’re the best thing to have happened to me.” He commended.

“Thank you.” She said in a musical voice, fluttering her lashes.

“I have a big surprise for you.” He told her.

“Really?” She inquired, eyes glowing.

Tolu touched the tip of her nose. “After the meal.”

Ebika couldn’t quell the excitement that bubbled within her. She couldn’t even eat so much. Tolu took his time eating. He kept giving her teasing looks. Her heart was full. When she felt she would explode she touched Tolu’s hand.

“I can’t keep it in again. Please tell me the surprise.”
Tolu gave a hearty laugh. He set down his fork. “Don’t you want dessert?” He asked instead, his eyes dancing.

Ebika held his hand in a grip. “Tell me, tell me, Tolu. I can’t stand this excitement anymore.”

“Okay.” Tolu agreed. He pushed his chair back and went on bended knees. Immediately he did this, Ebika jumped up, covering her face.

Tolu pulled out the box from his pocket. “Ebika, make me a complete man. Be my better half.”

“Yes!” She shrieked in delight. “Oh, yes, Tolu. You don’t know how much I’ve waited for this.” She stretched her finger and he slid the ring into it. She flew into his arms after that.

People around the restaurant applauded them. Congratulations flew from all angles. Faces beamed with smiles. Ebika had the biggest smile. He had a smile too, but he just didn’t know why his heart was twinging instead of rejoicing.

 

I guess we should say congratulations to Tolu and Ebika.The journey to forever has started.

Old Flame EP 16

​ Hey, friends! Welcome back. In this episode, friendships hit rock bottom, loyalty is tested, someone’s heart is broken, and someone gained his “freedom”. Happy reading! 

 Episode Sixteen
The morning was not going the way he had anticipated just before leaving the house. The sun had given way to dark clouds, and thunder rumbled in the sky. It gave him a bad feeling. What if Ebika changes her mind? What if the guy goes back to beg her and she agrees? What would happen to him? The questions made him afraid. The same fear that had stopped him from calling Ebika. He kept having a gut feeling that something was wrong. As wrong as his work was going that morning. 
“Argh!” He eyed the files on his desk with displeasure. What he needed was a relief from the tension building up in him. 

He picked up his briefcase and searched for Ebika’s picture. What would be good was to frame it and put it on his desk. He smiled at that while his hand went beneath the papers in his briefcase. He didn’t feel the soft texture of the picture. He took out all the papers in his briefcase and dumped them on the already congested table. He didn’t even notice that the papers had covered what he had been working on. 

Precious minutes flew by while he searched for Ebika’s picture. What if he had left it at home? He panicked at that thought, gritting his teeth. Eladebi would find out everything. His mind went all over all that happened before he left the house that morning. His memory of that morning was still fresh so it didn’t take him long before he remembered he had hurriedly dropped the picture on the floor and quickly picked it up when Eladebi knocked on the bedroom’s door. He also remembered dropping the picture in his briefcase before leaving the house. It should be in his briefcase, but he couldn’t find it. 

His mind whirled around when he thought of Ebika’s picture getting into the wrong hands. Twin lines appeared on his forehead. Knowing that he had her pictures on his phone did not comfort his heart. The picture was a reminder of the deep love they shared in the past. A past that must be recreated to make their love story more romantic and magical. That would not be if he didn’t find the picture soon. Eladebi could even be looking at it at that moment, placing all the curses of infidelity upon him. 

“Oh no.” He exclaimed in deep frustration. His hands moved through the files on the table.

A knock sounded on the door.

He stopped mid-action and contemplated inviting whoever was knocking in. It bothered him that his secretary didn’t call to inform him that he had a visitor.

The knock sounded again.

He stood up straight, but made no move of inviting the visitor in. While he stared, the door knob turned and the door opened to reveal Christopher. Tolu gaped at him.

Christopher walked into the office with an envelope in his hands. He took in Tolu’s scattered table and his surprised face. 

“I take it you were looking for this.” Chris said, stretching the envelope.

Tolu regarded it with suspicion-filled eyes. He didn’t make to take the envelope. What’s that?” He asked.

Chris let out a dramatic sigh. “What you are looking for.” He replied, fixing cold eyes on Tolu. His usual smile was nowhere in sight.

This did not go unnoticed by Tolu. He became more wary of what the envelope contained. When he made no move to take the envelope and kept regarding it with suspicion, Chris got tired and opened the envelope. He pulled out a photograph and flashed it in Tolu’s face.

“Is this what you were looking for?” He asked with as much disgust as he could muster.

Tolu winced when he got a clear view of whose photograph it was. He heaved a sigh of relief, happy that his early thoughts about the location of the picture had been wrong: the picture was not with Eladebi but with Chris.

“Yes.” He answered, trying to match Chris’ icy tone. He crossed his arms across his chest.

Chris slammed the picture against his desk. Files jumped up and fell to the ground. Tolu jerked right where he was. His eyes mirrored his disbelief as he stared at ‘the new’ Chris.

“I’m so disappointed in you, Tolu. Why did you get yourself involved in extramarital affair?” He challenged.

Tolu shook his head like that could shake off his disbelief. “It’s not what you think, Chris.” He said, sinking into his chair.

Chris stood menacingly above him. “It’s not what I think, yet you have disrespected your wife so much. You have mistreated that poor woman. All for what, temporary pleasure? Think, my friend! Think, Tolu.”

Hot flash of anger rolled across Tolu’s face. He leaned forward, gripping the arms of the chair.  “You have no right to judge me. You are not in my heart and you don’t know what I feel in my heart. If you think you are a saint, good for you. I am not, and I will leave my life as it pleases my heart. You have no right to question me.”

The venom in Tolu’s tone caused Chris to back away from him. He couldn’t believe his ears. He just stood looking at Him. Tolu returned his stare, and a staring match ensued. Tolu looked away first, looking uncomfortable.

Chris heaved a sigh. “I don’t know where that came from, Tolu. I just want the best for you and your family.” He stated in a reconciliatory tone.

Tolu didn’t buy it. His face twisted in a frown. “I appreciate what you think you’re doing, but I don’t want you interfering in my family’s issue again.” Tolu emphasized family. He placed a hand on his chest. “What I feel right here is what is best for me and my family.” He picked up Ebika’s picture that Chris dropped on the table. “If you don’t mind, I’ll like to be alone now.”

Chris stood rooted to the ground, looking at Tolu like he had grown horns. Tolu lost interest in him and focused on Ebika’s picture. 

Few minutes passed. 

Tolu heard his door opened and closed. Chris was gone. He released the breath he had been holding.  Just as his taut muscles were relaxing from his confrontation with Chris, anger rushed through his body. 

Eladebi was going to get it from him when he got home.

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Ebika was bent on evading questions from Doubara concerning her break up with Bina. They stood in Ebika’s room, facing each other. Doubara hadn’t stopped badgering her with questions since she got to the house half an hour ago. Ebika cursed Bina over and over again in her heart for running his mouth as she listened to yet another question from Doubara.

“Ebika, come out straight with me. What exactly made you break up with Bina and please don’t give me that ‘we’re-not-compatible’ story?” Doubara asked, fixing Ebika with serious eyes. 

Ebika rolled her eyes in a ‘here-we-go-again’ fashion. She dropped on her bed. “I told you already, Doubara. My heart has really drifted away from Bina. We can’t keep going on.” She responded, letting out a lazy yawn.

Doubara shook her head. “Ebika, why? Why would you do this to Bina? The guy was true to you. He loved you and gave his heart. Is this how you want to pay him back?” She challenged Ebika.

Ebika jumped up suddenly and stood in front of Doubara. She placed her hands on her waist. “You know what, Doubara, I am tired of hearing this. Bina this, Bina that. If you think he’s so good, why don’t you date him?” She countered in a tone heavy with sarcasm.

Doubara gasped, the colour draining from her face. Words got stuck in her throat. She had no response for Ebika.

Ebika continued. “That’s right, Doubara, go ahead and keep ‘Bina the awesome guy’ for yourself. I don’t even need his love anymore. I have someone else in my life now.” She flaunted arrogantly.

Doubara’s head bobbled up and down in understanding. “So you admit it now.” A wry smile played on her lips. “You finally admit that you left Bina because of that boyfriend from the past. Ebika, I hope you don’t regret this at the end. I’m happy for Bina though. God exposed your fair-weather love before he made a huge mistake.”

Ebika’s face lit up in anger. It didn’t stop Doubara from finishing what she had to say. “Let me leave you to your fantasies. I’ll cross my finger and wait for when you will wake up to reality. I just hope it won’t be harsh on you. Goodbye, Ebika.”  She walked briskly out of the room.

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Tolu didn’t waste any time in his car as he had done often since he found Ebika. Today he had things to settle with Eladebi. He marched towards his house in purposeful strides. When Eladebi rushed to meet him at the door, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside.

“Ouch!” She exclaimed in pain. “What is wrong, my love?” She questioned.

He dropped his suitcase and pulled Eladebi in front of him. “Where are the children?” He asked through gritted teeth. Their reaction to him the other day was still fresh in his memory. He would not want them to witness another unpleasant scene.

“They are playing games in the room.” She answered, forcing a smile.

Tolu was not moved by her smile. His mind was already set on what to do. “It’s good they’re engaged. I can address what I want to address without a guilt trip from them.”

Eladebi raised questioning eyes to him. Beneath the question hid her fear. He couldn’t see it though. 

“I’m tired of this farce we call a marriage, Eladebi. I’ve had it up to here with you.” He fired at her, putting to his neck. “I don’t even know how I ended up with you.”

Eladebi swallowed her shock. She shook it off her and tried to appease her angry husband. “My love, my husband, I don’t know what you are talking about. If I have done anything, I’m sorry.” She went on her kneels.

He drew close to her and shoved her to the ground, anger burning like hot coals in his eyes. “You are a worthless wife. What have you contributed to my life since I married you?” He demanded. Eladebi made to speak but he shut her up. “Shut up, woman! What do you have to say? You stay in my house, eat my food, wear the clothes and jewelleries you purchase with my own money, yet you can’t even try to be a good wife.”

Eladebi pushed herself up from the floor. Her eyes blazed with her own anger. “I’m really getting tired of this, Tolu. What have I not done as a wife to please you, yet you are not satisfied. I have also had it up to here with you.” She imitated his earlier gesture when he said the same thing to her.

Tolu clapped his hands, his mouth curving in a sneery smile. “I can see you have grown wings. Eladebi, you can now open your mouth and talk back at me right?” He said in a tone devoid of emotion.

Eladebi eyed him. “Don’t play the victim, Tolu. You know what you are doing.” She hissed. “You accused me now of not contributing anything to you, but when I said I wanted to work, to build a career, you stood firmly against it. Even Christopher could not convince you. You shouldn’t even bring that up right now. If there is something else, lay it bare. I’m tired of walking around on eggshells. I’m tired of my children asking me why their daddy is acting the way he is. I’m tired of the loneliness that permeates my soul regularly. I want to be happy.” A tear rolled down her cheek. She made no attempt to rub it off.  Another tear rolled down. 

Her tears did nothing to Tolu’s hardened heart. His state of mind could rival Pharaoh’s hard-heartedness towards the Israelites. He cast a hateful glance over Eladebi and poured out more hurtful words. “It’s good you are tired because I’m also tired of this loveless marriage. I don’t love you anymore. I’m tired of you running to Christopher with all our family problems. You can’t shut up and build your home. I wonder if you have not even told him when last we got intimate. I don’t want a basket-mouth for a wife. Get out of my life, Eladebi! I don’t want you anymore.” Tolu bellowed.

Eladebi broke into a loud sob. She came forward and knelt before him, wrapping her arms around his calves. “No, my husband, don’t say that. Please, let’s work things out.” She pleaded amidst her tears.

Tolu bent down and grabbed her shoulders firmly. “It’s over, Eladebi. Get out of my house!” He kicked her then.

She rolled back in pains. “What about our children?” She gasped, pressing her hands to her left side where Tolu’s leg connected with her body.

Tolu turned away from her. “Take them with you. When I’m over the damage you have done to me, I’ll come for them. For now, I don’t want to see you or the children.”

He walked out of the house. Eladebi’s tears of anguish traced his steps. He didn’t look back. 

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