==THE STORY THAT HAS NEVER BEEN TOLD== Episode 63: I woke up very early the following morning because I needed to return home as early as possible in other not to unnecessarily arouse suspicion from my parents who would want to know how my ‘night browsing’ mission went. I also wanted to rush out without the company of Emma and the girls and also when the day has not fully settled when no one would be able to identify the young guy that came out of a hotel. Onyinyechi was still sleeping peacefully when I finished dressing up. A gentle tap from me woke her up. She looked up with eyes still filled with tiredness and then smiled at me. . ”Good morning,” she greeted. ”Good morning dear, hows your night?” I responded. ”Fine oh…yawns… Are you going now?” she asked while rubbing her eyes off sleep. ”Yea, I need to rush back home. I have important things to do,” I lied. . She shrugged in resignation and encouraged me to continue in my good life. If only she knew who she was dealing with. She requested for my number once again reminding me of my promise the night before. I collected her phone and keyed in the digits of my second MTN line. I dialed the number and it rang. I could see her smile from the corner of my eyes. ’Hmmm, whatever dat is making dis wan to smile sha. Hope say she no dey think of wetin I dey think she dey think?’ I thought within me. As I made to leave the room, Onyinyechi demanded I at least gave her a hug. I obliged her request. I also told her not to disclose to Emma what transpired between us through the night because I know he will feel betrayed by my actions. It would pain him to know that I never carried out the action for what the money was paid for. Onyinyechi saw me to the door and stood watching as I knocked on Emma’s room. I knocked for trice before they could open the door. They must have been exhausted from whatever they might have done. One thing I know for sure is that Emma will stop at nothing until he is convinced beyond doubt that he has got the deserving services for his money. . ”Guy, dis wan you dress up like dis? Na go you wan go so?” Emma asked in surprise to having seen me dress so early. ”Yes my guy, I get something to tidy up. Hope you had a nice night?” I asked with a wink and he responded with a grin which conveyed satisfaction. I bid them goodbye and left the hotel. . It was exactly 6:17am when I hurriedly left the hotel. The meteorological solar forecast has predicted that days sunrise to begin at 6:40am. I always have at least one meteorological application on my phone at all times.It’s my discipline and as such I needed to proactively get myself acquainted with enough information on the workings of the environments around me. I arrived home a few minutes past 7am. My dad was listening to the 7am network news on his rechargeable radio. I greeted him and he replied without flipping an eye as it was obvious he had all his attention fixed on the news. He needed enough information for the days political debate with his friends who seem to have opposite view to his. Ive never seen them share similar view in political issues. I guess they enjoy debates and arguments that much as to always be on different sides of the divide. Mum was busy in the kitchen when I returned. She was preparing the breakfast for the family. She prefers to personally prepare the family meals while my cousin sister living with us takes over the subsequent warming and dishing of the prepared meals during meal times. Mum asked a few questions on how my night browsing mission went to which I answered with lies of how I was not able to finish up the research work I went I had gone for due to some network problems that lingered into the night. I had to excuse myself from her presence when it was obvious she had more questions regarding the issue at hand because that meant I wouldve to progressively lie in other to continue covering my tracks. I called Ifeoma to inform her that I will be visiting their school later in the afternoon. It has been a while I visited the school where I taught before I gained admission. I also want to use the opportunity to have some man- to-man chat with the two teachers who she complained to be disturbing her. It was time to fight for my precious jewel. I cant stand and watch some backstabbers snatch my hard earned loving Ifybaby from me. My glittering ebony diamond. *Hope I dont return with a black eye* to be continued 9:00pm A COOLVAL22¤COM PRODUCTION. DO NOT COPY
Posted on: Wed, 15 Oct 2014 17:14:57 +0000
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