UDUAK- Episode 4

Ruth and I walked down to the notice board, the only thing that came to mind was how my mum had to do petty trade in those days to see that we as a family could eat once a day, she and my dad struggled so had to ensure we had corn meal( akamu) and bean cake ( akara) in the morning and one proper meal later in the day, my family was such that we were not mostly sure of what we would eat the following day, it all started  when my dad got retrenched from the railway corporation , we had nothing to fall back on, it’s being a difficult life.

Ruth was more excited than myself (LOL),not like I wasn’t excited, I was just astounded and all I could do was shed tears. Ruth decided to take the celebration a bit further by taking me to an restaurant directly opposite the school gate, we had lunch,I had starch and banga while Ruth settled for amala and ewedu soup, lol,her way of reminding me that she remembers her roots even if she’s far off, a little we both were done and strolled back to class.  I got back home that day and informed my parents about the test and the outcome, My mum was so excited that her daughter would be going for her masters outside Nigeria, her joy knew no bounds, amazingly  my dad was happy about the whole thing, he only had issues with my not being married yet and he goes;

Dad: Uduak, congratulations, I rejoice with you my daughter, you have done well for yourself. It’s a good thing. Have you discussed with Rukewe?

Uduak: What has discussing with Ruks got to do with this?

No I’m not being insensitive and callous, all I’m saying is I would be going with or without his consent, don’t get me wrong, this kind of opportunity comes once in a life time , at least for someone with my background it takes a miracle to go outside the shores of this country to study.

Dad: Everything!!! Don’t tell me you have forgotten all he did for you?

Uduak: Fine I appreciate all he has done for me, but I’m not married to him neither  did I promise him marriage, for God sakes I’m only going to be away for less than 2years, why are you making an issue out of this?

Dad: Listen to yourself…you are only going to be away for 2years, how old will you be two years from now? You better listen and listen carefully; we should arrange an engagement ceremony for the both of you before you leave, I have given him my words and I do not forgot any good done to me

Uduak: And you think it’s inconsequential what I think/feel about you giving him your word without having my opinion? I am a human being not a piece of furniture! You cannot do that without asking for my opinion.

At this point I was already raising my voice at my dad, yea, I knew it was a wrong thing to do, but I wasn’t going to let myself into any forced marriage.

My mother tried to chip in a few words;

‘Uduak my daughter, please calm down and hear us out, your father and I are only taking cognisance of the fact that age is no longer on your side, and we think it’s only proper to get engaged to Rukewe before going out of the country for your masters, so that when you return by God’s grace we can now go ahead with the wedding proper, this is Africa, women are naturally expected to marry in good time, when you return , most men would be scared to ask you out’

Uduak: Mummy, most men not all, meaning I still have a chance right?

Mum: The small fraction out of a 100% remaining might be after younger women, you are my only daughter and I can’t afford to sit back and watch you take this risk.

Dad: Well, I have spoken, if you go against my words, I would not hesitate to disown you, so do not think you would disobey me and I would let you into my house when you get back.

Mum: Dear, it hasn’t gotten to that, not yet! Uduak let me see you in my room right now.

My mum and I went to hers

Mum: My daughter you have to be smart, you mustn’t marry him when you get back, if you find a better person, by all means please marry, but just in case you don’t find this is supposed to serve as a backup measure. Just obey for your own good. I would tell your father that I have spoken to you and you have agreed, but let this be between us.

Women!!! I can’t believe what my mum and I just agreed on????

Uduak: Ok ma, I have heard you.

............................................/The story continues.

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I love to see a young girl go out and grab the world by the lapels. Life’s a bitch. You’ve got to go out and kick ass.

— Maya Angelou

Uduak - Episode 3

.......For about two weeks Eki decided to seat rows away from me as if she was informed that I’m responsible for her low grades. Hmmm, Ruks ( Rukewe) came to school to see me so I decided to get some money from him, since Jamb forms were on sale again, I wanted to re-write Jamb and apply for a course which I like and discontinue with this one my dad chose, I mean, if he likes the course that much he would need to come to school and study for it. Ruks gave me some money from which I got the form and as such started studying for the Jamb exams which wasjust a few months away.

I noticed Eki became close to Dorothy,  another lousy girl in class, she does nothing than chew gum and make noise all day, but they both have something in common…they both come from a rich background,lol….am I suppose to get jealous, without wasting time, Ibinabo became my friend, at least If anyone should try to make the other jealous it should be with a brilliant friend, Ibinabo gets the best grades in class. I try to say hi to her and the failure she calls a friend anytime our paths cross, come to think of it, since I became friends with Ibinabo, my grades have positively changed. Well this drama continued between myself and Eki, for a while, so bad that even when I wrote and passed Jamb again she wasn’t aware, Ibinabo has been very helpful, I had to change faculty and started studying my favourite course ‘LAW’. Going through all these registration procedures again was tiresome, but I had to do it. After two weeks of settling into my new faculty and meeting my very mean level co-ordinator (Mr. Ted), one morning on my way to class I got a call, it was Eki(Ok looks like someone just woke up from a very  long siesta)

Uduak; hey there…..look who’s calling….how have you been?

Eki: helloooo….I’m fine, Not seen you in class for some weeks now, did you travel?

UduakLL : (so she cares after all, ewww) No dear, I changed my course of study, now studying LAW, we should hook up one of these days, it’s been a while.

Eki: wow! That’s nice to know, you finally got your favourite course, so happy for you.

Uduak: thanks darling mia.

Eki: aww, this calls for celebration, is your father aware of this?

Uduak: not until you tell him…..LOL

Eki: c’mmon! I have no plans of calling him, well, I went shopping with Jayden(her bae), and I got your oily face this  Blackup 8hr correcting primer

Uduak:( I had to swallow my pride since its non fattening and accept the gift) awwww….thanks a lot, this is coming at the right time,

Eki and I tried to mend the fences that some of our friends felt even Julius Berger cannot mend( lol) and we became friends again, I introduced her to Ibinabo and advised her to get friendly with her, so as to improve her ugly grades. Don’t tell her I said this#Uglygrades)

This faculty if full of psychos, but well I should learn to get along with everyone right? If not for any reason, but for my grades.

Semester came after semester, time went by,Eki and I were in 400level but for my course I should have graduated with her( Nna I am getting old oh, anyway, na just one year remain), I made sure I attended her graduation ceremony and after party, she was to leave for London the following month for her masters,( money is good, papa Uduak is not even thinking in this direction, all he knows is that I should finish my school so he can exchange me for some tubers of yam,red oil, dry fish,kolanut,dry gin and some bundles of naira note). Things got really difficult as my dad refused to give me money again, for him,I was meant to spend 4years for the course he chose for me to study,anything more than 4years isn’t his business as it means carry over,I had to be loyal to Ruks, who really tried for me, I made photocopies of textbooks instead of buying as I could hardly afford them, my level co-ordinator noticed this and asked if my parents were alive and I narrated my story , so he told me to always come to him for any problem I had concerning my buying of handouts and textbooks, he liked me so much because I was the best female student at that level. This really got me going.

Second semester ,500Level, Mobil came to our school to organise a test ,from which they would award scholarships to outstanding students, this scholarship is expected to aid these outstanding students in furthering their masters. Reluctantly I took the test, for me I underestimated myself, I never knew I could pass, the following week the results were sent to the school, I was in the Library when my lousy course mate ran to the Library and started screaming and hugging me without saying a word, the Librarian sent us out and asked us to not come back to the Library for the next 3days, when we got outside I asked Ruth; What’s the issue?( Ruth is a very fat Yoruba girl from Osogbo) and the she went ahead to explain in her Osogbo accent………..

Ruth: Issue ke? Oremiiiiiiiii ko si issue! You made it dear

(Made what??, Can she just talk to me????)

Uduak; Made what?

Ruth: The result is out, the mobil test result ……. And you passed!

I was so happy that I started crying, I never knew God would honour me this way! A girl from a very poor home is going to study outside the country on full scholarship…..hmmm Papa Uduak’s mentaility towards the female child will at least change a little and he can’t stop me from going….this is not his money.

Ruth: stop crying, you deserve it ni. I also heard they would allocate all of you that passed to various Universities in the UK and USA……., Finally I have a reason to travel, I will just tell maaami that I am going to visit oremi. you can go and see your name with your own eyes, it is the Lord’s doing!

I walked in tears with Ruth to the faculty’s notice board…..

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UDUAK Episode 2

……..  It was Mr. Fadin,  I felt like disappearing… OMG! We both couldn’t utter a word, we just stood there looking sorry, like they say most times, it’s better to look sorry than to say ‘sorry’. He smiled and left us……

What’s that smile suppose to mean? Eki asked…..Does it mean he isn’t angry with us?

The only thing that came to my mind as an answer for her was ‘ Eki, now wen you ask me, na who I go ask? LMAO

Eki was a bit irritated…kai all these ajebos can take things personal, something I would tell Ekaette at home and she would answer by singing Omawumi’s song, well this time, I’m in no mood to massage anyone’s ego, the only thing on my mind is how to go and beg Mr. Fadin, because my father has warned me seriously that he would never pay for carry over courses( that is not minding the fact that I’m studying a course of his choice not mine).

As we walked down the faculty, heading to Mr. Fadin’s office, all I could think about was my father’s reaction should I fail this course, I already find the course difficult and with this, OMG. He might just advise Rukewe to come and take me to his house, so he can start paying my bills (Rukewe is our Local government chairman’s son, whom my father thinks is the all in all, because of the cash gift he gives to him whenever he comes around, if only my father knows that I have dreams of meeting Dangote’s son someday…heheheheehe,hes so clueless about my dreams and very eager to get me out of his house, Rukewe is a local champion to me, but I need his money for maintenance, so I just give him a bit of hope)Eki was quiet all through, we finally got to Mr. Fadin’s office and couldn’t find the courage to go in, luckily he was seeing Mrs Askia off(Mrs Askia is another ‘not so nice’ lecturer, if you miss her class …..yea well God help you) but the thing is she’s so beautiful, so most times in her drama, there is something good to stare at…… she looks at us sternly and said……

Mrs Askia: Why are you both standing here?

Eki & I: Good day ma….

Mrs Askia: That doesn’t answer my question

Uduak: Ma’am we are here to see Mr. Fadin

Mrs Askia: What for? And why are you both finding it difficult to go into his office?

Now when it comes to telling lies, oh sorry,filling in the gap, Eki has a gift, and so she goes…..

Eki: Oh yes ma, we figured out he had a guest and so we decided to wait until you both finished your discussion…… Ma!

While all these interrogation went on Mr. Fadin stood there like he doesn’t have a clue of what was being said.

Mrs Askia: Ok Fadin….. I should be on my way now, please ensure you come along with those documents to the meeting, it’s very important so no stone is left un turned.

Mr. Fadin: Ok Madam…….. I will ensure everything that is needed is available…Bye.

Mr. Fadin: Ok…young ladies, if you are done telling lies, you can both come in

Eki & Uduak: Thank you Sir.He was a bit of a gentle man though, he actually held the door for Eki and I to go in before himself. He went to his refrigerator to serve himself a glass of this South African wine, Drostidy Hof extra light.

Do you mind?

Eki & I : Oh yes Sir, thank you.

Uduak: Sir, we have come to say we are sorry about our utterances, we didn’t mean to be rude, Sir please find it in your heart to forgive us, we are very sorry Sir.

Eki: And again since your course is about our favourite course at this level we just want to ensure it keeps being our favourite course by being on the same page with our favourite lecturer.

Mr Fadin took another sip from his glass, gave Eki a weird smile, and asked….did you just say the course I take you is your favourite course at this level?

Eki: Ohh yes Sir.

Mr. Fadin brought out scripts from the test we wrote a few days back and brought out Mine and Eki’s script, Eki scored 3/10 while yours truly scored 5/10…… now these are your scripts, you tell me, is this how a student performs in her favourite course?

At this point Eki became dumb
 Mr. Fadin: Say something young lady!

Eki: Sir, but I did my best…..and…

Mr. Fadin: yes! And your best earned you 3/10, instead of you to sit down and read your books you go around campus making a mockery of people’s accent as if you’re better off, meanwhile I marked this script before that event, so do not think you were marked low due to your utterances. And you(turning to me) , 5/10 is not good enough, this is the stage where you can prepare yourself to graduate with an excellent degree, this system works like this…THE HIGHER YOU GO, THE TOUGHER IT BECOMES! Go and study hard young ladies, I know you are both beautiful but no man out there wants to marry a failure. Now you can both leave my office if you don’t mind I have work to do!

Eki& I: Ok Sir, thank you Sir!

We barely got out of the office when Eki started blaming me for all that happened……..hehehehe e be like say this Eki no sabi say I be native fowl, I de beat person oooh, which level na”

Uduak: Hey Eki, this is not the time to apportion blames, we were both wrong to have made mockery of his accent, and we have apologised, if you are upset about your scores, don’t take it out on me, it’s not my fault that you scored 3/10,is it? All we can do right now is to go and study hard for his next test and make sure we impress him enough to forgive us…..

Eki:Did you just say ‘we’? (she hissed and walked away)……



It is not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves
   -William Shakespeare

UDUAK.........Episode 1

My name is Uduak,I am 30 years old.I only just got admission into my state University, I had to wait for all my brothers to go before me , because my father is of the opinion that the male child should be given more priority than the female child( I see you giving me that look  “ like seriously? In this present day and time?) ….oh yea… that’s my story, I am from a struggling background, so my father decided to send my three brothers to the University before me and also wants me to study a course of his choice, how boring can life be??????

It’s a higher institution unlike primary or secondary school, so I can manage despite the age difference between yours truly and these kids in class (yea kids! some of them are just about 20years old and really, 10 years is no joke, if na village some of them would have to refer to me Aunty Uduak). I go from home every day,yea….my father wants to monitor all I’m doing…..(still wondering why he’s yet to start attending my lectures with me…..#mschwwwwww). Course registration is what is killing me, one has to keep going to these lecturer’s offices for their signature and all you hear is “ I am very busy ,come back later” so annoying! Like they are very busy just to append their signature???? How stressful can this system be???The General studies classes are just unbearable……GST 101,102…….etc….!!! There is nothing like finishing your Bsc at a younger age ( oh really you think I regard myself as old? No I don’t ….. but the way these course mates of mine make me feel most times though…yea well let’s leave that for now)

 I have made new friends, the closest was Eki, unlike me Eki is from a privileged background, she’s got everything she wants and needs……but she’s starting to get on my nerves…….she complains about everything I wear and was very blunt about it just this morning……

‘hey babes…if you’re really gonna be my friend then you need to step up your game,these things you wear are so tacky…..For God’s sakes my mum looks younger and  more put together than you do’

At this point, I knew I had to do something, but the problem is I come from a home  where everything is done and believed like it’s done in the 60s…..how do I wear these very tight stuff…My mum would definitely shout down the heavens, she doesn’t believe you have to wear these things to look good….she always say….If you’re beautiful, you’re beautiful…..moreover the way to a man’s heart is through his stomach>>>>>>>>>>>LOL….Somebody help me tell this woman that, that saying no longer holds water………………or is it my Dad……who would curse till he starts having hiccups….or my brothers who would start giving you this look like’ been there…done that’ like they are the first to see the four walls of the University, I felt I should respect my little self……but I don’t think that’s helping  and again I remember Eki comparing me to her mum…..uhmmm…… I need to start exercising, this girl is beginning to think me old…maybe I should start by adjusting all these my deeper life gowns and face the real world..hehehehe But this body of mine…..would it allow me?????

Its Wednesday morning and this lecturer has fixed his class for 7.30am instead of 8.30am his reason being that he needs to be somewhere by 9am….(Its really nice deciding when you want to work though…I love me some lecturing job in the future) so we are all here in this cold class when Eki sent me an sms saying she’s at the car park trying to get a space to park her Toyota corolla 2014 model(Life’s good#LG) and I should keep a seat for her…wow!!! Everyone knows that no one keeps a seat for anyone in Mr Fadin’s class!!! Well I ignored her and next thing is she comes into class, finding out that there is no seat for her( she had to stand all through the class) she started acting funny, after Mr Fadin’s class she got a seat, somewhere in the walkway that leads to the faculty and sat all by herself……...Dramaqueentinz yea… ………Ok I walked up to her and apologised (I have to be the big na,after all na me be the dry fish for this matter) after plenty “sorry na” we went to the cafeteria to get drinks, it’s being a sunny day, the sun is actually out doing itself today, we got talking and laughing over Mr. Fadin’s accent…………

I sincerely hope you two pass my course……said a voice that sounded familiar from behind

Myself and Eki turned slowly like robots ……… and guess who was behind us???????

She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.

----Proverbs 31:26

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ASABE- Episode 16-------( Final episode)

Madam Lydia after apologising knew very well that Dotun was yet to get over all she did to him and Asabe, well in her heart  she hoped that time would heal all these,  she figured out a way to appease him, she drove to Madam Xclusive Fashion store to arrange for Asabe ‘s traditional wedding beads, from there she went to ‘heels & wedges’ to get her shoes, she was all over the place trying to put things in order Mr. Dan was surprised at the sudden turn around but was excited to finally have a family where love and peace abound.

The Grass on the other side!

As early as 5am the usually Lagos rain started, I remained determined  to go for 6am mass so as to come back in good time to sleep ,because I had danced so much at a friend’s wedding the day before that I couldn’t feel my legs. I got up and prepared for church, little did I know that the rain was also determined, if not more determined than myself! At about 5:45am the rain gathered more momentum and started falling like it was in a competition with some other rain in maybe Ogun or Oyo state, at this point I knew my aim of waking up so early had been defeated.I resolved to go for 8am mass……it wasn’t possible because it was still raining cats and dogs at the time……………….I finally made up my mind to start sleeping and go for 6pm mass which some folks regard as mass for the lazy, but I call it mass for the strategic at heart!( Yea, you’re entitled to your opinion).

I was up by 11:35am and so I decided to start making the popular Sunday lunch- White rice and stew( oh please !it’s a tradition in many Nigerian homes)- the stew had a lot of beef and pomo, hmm I never used to eat pomo until I came to Lagos( Jeezzzz I missed a lot for years, whaaattttttt! little did I know that pomo was this inspirational, now I’m trying to eat up for the years I didn’t)I was done by 1pm and decided to watch a movie I got from a friend as I had my lunch, title of the movie is –I’M IN LOVE WITH A CHURCH GIRL.Hmm this Ja-rule is Doro cute sha, very nice movie!( don’t know if it’s old or new….I sha liked it).

5:30pm I got up and went to church, I was able to make it to the church before 6pm, while I sat down and waited for mass to begin, there were these two women who seemed to belong to the same unit in the church, they sat  about two rows  before me, I heard them arguing, they had an event coming up in church  and had to wear uniform( asoebi) for the event, Lady A was amongst the first set of people who bought the uniform, as at the time Lady B got hers the first batch of the uniform had finished and so she got something different since the man who supplied the first uniform couldn’t lay his hands on them in the market again, Lady B preferred what Lady A had and wished she had bought earlier, she didn’t like hers at all and was only going to wear it because it’s a church event.(her words)

I looked at both wrappers carefully and I fell in love with what Lady B thinks is ugly, the colour, the design, one word describes this Ankara- BEAUTIFUL! In my heart I said to myself….what a world! She’s there very unhappy about her wrapper, she hasn’t even taken a good look at this wrapper, she’s envious of another’s Ankara,she doesn’t have an idea that hers isn’t just more beautiful but of a higher quality. She left before the 6pm mass began because she attended mass earlier and just came to church that evening to collect her asoebi. I don’t belong to her unit in church, else I would have gotten that Ankara and make a jacket out of it.( in my heart I don already imagine how the cloth go siddon for my body)

Most of us are like Lady B, we don’t have the time to appreciate what we have, we don’t have an idea of how beautiful ours is, we keep looking at the grass on the other side,oh how green…want mine to be like that!....Oh no! yours is better , take some 10 minutes to look at what you have and be grateful, be contented!  Someone somewhere is envious of it and wants to have it (just like I sat behind and wished I could get a copy of Lady B’s Ankara)

 #Contentment. Are you contented? Contentment is the keyword here! Have a pleasant day people!

Iyaoloja is around- ASABE Episode 15

Hello Everyone! First of all i apologise for being absent for a little while! The winner of the giveaway for the last episode is  OLORUNFEMI RUTH MODUPE.

Now the story proper;

Nobody could convince Dotun ,his heart was hardened about his decision. Otunba and Oloori were confused, they had tried all means possible but to no avail, they had even asked Asabe to come beg her husband herself but Dotun didn’t listen to her all he said was; You can choose between having a wedding or not.

Personally Otunba would have cancelled the big celebration and make do with a small celebration, but for the invites already sent to high profile politicians and some other big wigs,he couldn’t afford to get himself looking like some indecisive folk,he stood at the balcony wondering what could be done to get this sorted out before the big day, when Oloori announced that Iya Oloja( Otunba’s mum) was around , the old woman travelled all the way to attend her first grandson’s wedding( Yoruba peeps love to party sha) Otunba was elated as he knew very well that Dotun listens to Iya Oloja, he hurriedly went downstairs to welcome his mother and immediately excused her from his domestic workers who were trying to exchange pleasantries with the elderly but fun woman.

Otunba: Iya mi( my mother) you are welcome

Iya Oloja: My son, you look worried, what’s the matter?

Otunba: It’s Dotun!

Iya Oloja: I hope he’s fine?

Otunba: Yes mami he’s fine, it’s about his wedding.

Iya Oloja: aaah, don’t worry I am here to contribute my quota to ensure it’s a success…..i will dance like I used to do those days when women were girls……..... wo (look) tell Oloori to get ready oh, she can’t compete with Lagos swagger!

Otunba: (smiles) mami …swagger ke?it’s not in that context.( he narrated all that Lydia did to Dotun)  and at the moment Dotun is insisting that Lydia would not stand in as Asabe’s mother, else there would be no wedding.

Iya Oloja: I can understand what Dotun is going through emotionally, anyone in his shoes would be angry, he’s been through a lot,so it’s difficult to call someone who wanted you dead your mother-in-law. Well I will talk to him and hope he has a change of mind thereafter.

Otunba: Virtually everyone has spoken to him, yet he’s not making up his mind about accepting his mother-in-law’s apology

Iya Oloja: Oh please, you would do the same thing as a young man, I am your mother and I can tell where Dotun got this attitude from.

Otunba: aaahh Mami…..don’t say that.

Iya Oloja: je kin gbo oro ojare( let me hear word ojare). Call my grandson for me and tell Oloori to make sure my pounded yam and efo riro is ready before I’m done talking to Dotun

Otunba: Yes Ma!

Few minutes later Dotun drove in with his friend Ahmed and as soon as he got into the house, he was told by his mum that Iya Oloja is around, he seemed so excited that his aging granny could make it down just for his wedding, he ran upstairs to see her.

Dotun: aahhh Mami….welcome ma

Iya Oloja: oshe Omo mi. How’s the preparation going?

Dotun: Very well, except for Daddy and Mummy who are trying to get on my last nerve. You know Lydia…Mr. Dan’s wife?

Iya Oloja: yes ke! I do

( Dotun told Iya Oloja his tale and Iya Oloja in her wisdom listened like she hasn’t heard the same tale from Otunba)

Dotun: After all these Mami, all I am asking is that she doesn’t stand as Asabe’s mother!

Iya Oloja:Well you have spoken well my son….and no one can blame you for acting the way you’re acting…it is expected after all you have been through.

Dotun: Thank you Ma!

Iya Oloja: Do you really love Asabe?

Dotun: Yes ma I do.

Iya Oloja: What type of memories would you and Asabe want to have about this wedding? What stories do you want to tell your unborn children? That you denied their mother the joy of having a mother by her side on her wedding day not minding the fact that she lost her biological mother at a tender age?                                                                             

Dotun: Hmm, only you can make me change my mind and you know it! Well she can come.( hugs Iya Oloja)

Iya Oloja: ehen! That’s more like it!.... and please don’t give her attitude, treat her like you would your own mother

Dotun: That’s a difficult one Mami…..

Iya Oloja: I know, but please try.

They both didn’t know that Otunba was eavesdropping, as soon as they concluded, Otunba went to his wife and said:

Otunba: You won’t believe it!

Oloori: Kilode( what happened)?

Otunba: It didn’t take Iyaami 20 minutes to convince Dotun!

Oloori: yaay! Thank God, atleast we can go ahead with the preparation without worries.

Otunba: yea, but act like you don’t know about this development yet, I eavesdropped while they talked!

Oloori: hmmm, daddyyyyy!…….you still haven’t given up this habit!

Otunba: oh please! Shut up! Meanwhile is Mami’s food ready?

Oloori: Almost,…

May the God of hope fill you with all joy and peace in believing, so that by the power of the Holy Spirit you may abound in hope.-Romans 15: 13

Who shouldn't be invited for the wedding?????---Asabe Episode 14

Otunba: Dan! When a man realises his woman is this wicked, he figures out a way to handle her, not telling her to go back to her parents after giving him three lovely children.  Calm down man, we would figure out something.

Dan: How? I can’t imagine sleeping under the same roof with Lydia! I just can’t!

Otunba: Arhhhh! Just stop it for your own good oh jare! It is now you are going to show her more love….haven’t you heard that unkind folks are the ones who needs kindness most? Please I still need you as a friend and a brother, so you are going to calm down and be reasonable about this whole situation, after all I’m the one who is suppose to be this vexed but I’m not, Why? Because life happens!

Dan: (adjusts himself on the sofa, and kept stamping his left foot on the floor- anxiety) Ok! I have heard you. I want to thank you for being a good friend and for your understanding, Asabe would need to move to your house pending when we conclude the marriage rites and then herself and Dotun can go to the states, I really don’t think  she is safe in that house with Lydia anymore.

Otunba: Naaa, she knows all fingers would point at her, if anything goes wrong with Asabe, so she won’t even dare, not with all that has happened. I know Lydia can’t handle embarrassment, she‘s going to be cool,calm and collected…trust me!

Dan: Ok, I’m just a bit confused here! I should be on my way to the house, I need to see Asabe and be sure she is alright, don’t know how she would take the news!

Otunba: yea….let’s get out of here, I need to make sure Ekaette is out of my house too.

Asabe:  How could you? I call you mother, I love and respect you, even when you treat me like a slave, I still call you mother, yet you don’t want me to be happy! What have I done to deserve all you’ve done to me……..what am I suppose to do that I didn’t do or did wrong?........

Asabe stood there crying as she poured out her heart to Lydia who buried her head in shame, when Mr. Dan arrived.

Mr Dan: Hey, come here (he hugged Asabe so hard and said…) you will be fine, let’s just thank God Dotun is back and leave the rest to God. God knows best.

Laraba, Ladidi and Junior were so disappointed in their mother, but yea well she’s still their mother, so they pleaded with Asabe to find it in her heart to forgive their mum. Junior  was a lot more irritated, ( and hoping he feels better)he kept repeating the fact that well  he’s so glad he would be leaving this fiasco and moving to Atlanta with Dotun and Asabe.( he wasn’t really talking to anyone but he was loud enough for everyone to hear)

Ladidi: Says who?

Junior: Uncle Dotun has agreed.

Ladidi: Do you realise that when two people are newly married they don’t need a third party for a while? Junior they need some ‘we time’

Junior: Ladidi, please wish me luck and don’t be jealous! You are not the one I am moving to Atlanta with, why are crying more than the bereaved?

Mr.Dan: Will you both shut up! There’s a bigger issue to be addressed here. Lydia I think you should apologise at this point, you have done so badly. Personally as your husband I am disappointed in you. For Christ sakes the Laraba you wanted him to marry isn’t even interested in him, so if I may ask what exactly were you fighting for?

Madam Lydia: (was in tears and went on her knees, but Asabe immediately helped her  up thereby preventing her from going on her knees) I am so sorry, please find it in your heart to forgive me, I know I’m no longer worthy to be called ‘mother’, please forgive me.

Asabe: If God can bring my Dotun back, who am I not to forgive you, I forgive you from the bottom of my heart and I will still call/treat you as my mother. I want to believe God just wanted to prove a few things to us all.( and then she turns to her dad and said)….Daddy I know this is difficult for you as well, but please I urge you to forgive Mummy, for we have all sinned and fallen short of God’s glory.

Mr. Dan ignored her and went ahead to help himself with a shot of brandy from the mini bar.

Asabe: Daddy please say something!

Mr. Dan:   If I understand you clearly, you want me to forgive a woman to whom human live means nothing?

Asabe: Daddy please you can do better than that, remember forgiveness is a quality of the strong

Ladidi and Laraba went on their kneels to plead with their father

Mr. Dan: OK OK!! OK!!! Lydia I forgive you.  But you and I know you have a lot to prove at least to make us believe you’re a changed person, because you have succeeded in ridiculing the name of this family………truth be told it’s a difficult time for me!

Madam Lydia: Yes I know.(wipes her tears),please my husband forgive me, I will never try such again

Asabe’s traditional wedding was done the following weekend and the church wedding was slated for two weeks time. Everyone noticed Lydia became a calm person, she wasn’t herself as she could not look Oloori in the eyes after all she has done, she pleaded with Asabe that she won’t be able to stand as her mother on her wedding day due to shame ,but Asabe insisted she had to as she has forgiven her totally.

Mr Dan took Lydia to Otunba’s house a week to the church wedding ,to reconcile her with her inlaws, the Otunba’s told Mr. Dan that they had forgiven Lydia and that if they hadn’t they wouldn’t have gone ahead with the wedding, Lydia was  so sorry about all she did.

Everyone except Dotun had forgiven Lydia, Dotun is still so bitter about the whole situation, and whenever his father tried to talk him out of it, he kept telling the father—‘Daddy what if I died? You all don’t know how it feels, the trauma, the psychological effects it has on me! Daddy seriously I don’t want to see that woman at my wedding, I just don’t want to see her anywhere around me, she’s capable of anything’

Otunba: So who would you want to stand as Asabe’s mother?

Dotun: Anyone! Anyone dad…but not that woman! Asabe has aunties, doesn’t she? Please I really don’t want that Lydia woman anywhere close.

Oloori:  Okomi(my husband)We understand how you feel, but the wedding day is a memorable day for both couples, and I bet you wouldn’t want you nor your wife to have sad memories about it, please I beg you in the name of our Lord and master Jesus Christ , to forgive Lydia, I am sure she has learnt her lesson and would probably have realised that ‘if God be for us no one can be against us’, how do you want Asabe to feel not having a mother figure by her side on her wedding day? Please you both have gone through enough already, let’s just conclude the entire process peacefully so you can return to Atlanta

 Otunba: Please listen to us dear son, the most important thing is that God has fought our battles like he promised (the battle is the Lord’s) so please forgive her, I understand that as humans it will take some time for us all to forget, but let’s at least start with forgiveness.

Dotun: Oh please! She’s not invited, if her not coming is an issue, then there will be no wedding!Period! 

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Work of the Devil?????------Asabe Episode 13

Douglas immediately put a call through to Otunba ;

Douglas: Sir, Please you need to come over to the station

Otunba: Is it necessary? Just lock them up for now, I need to focus on Dotun, he’s been through a lot .

Douglas: You need to hear their confessions

Otunba; Ok, if you insist, would be on my way shortly.

Oloori: Where are you going to?

Otunba: To the station, Douglas needs my attention

Oloori: Can I come with you?

Otunba: That  won’t be necessary

Oloori: Why do you think I can’t be helpful in all of this??? You have succeeded in sidelining me all through this! Dotun is my son too.

Otunba: Woman, please not now, I don’t need all of that.

              Oloori, got a pair of foot wear, and dragged herself to the car, she was looking like a left over pizza, struggling with her adire head tie, Otunba was not please with the way she looked,

Otunba: Madam, you can’t go with me looking like this!

Oloori: well you’ve seen me in my worst, so what’s new? Is this supposed to be making headlines???Plsssss!

Otunba: Ok I will wait for you, go and dress properly

Oloori: Sure?

Otunba: (nodded in affirmation)

They got to the Police station and went in to see Douglas;

Douglas: ah! My Oga… You are welcome Sir! Ooh Madam is here too, you are welcome Ma’am

Otunba& Oloori: Thank you very much

Otunba: So what is their confession?

Douglas: ermm it’s better you hear from the horse’s mouth

Douglas: Sergeant Okon!

Sergeant Okon: Shun Sir!

Bring those kidnappers in

Sergeant Okon: Yes Sir

Sergeant Okon made his way to the cell and brought them to Douglas’s office.

Douglas: Good, so Capon can you repeat what you said earlier?

Capon: I said it’s Madam Lydia who paid us to kidnap Dotun(As soon as Oloori heard this she started sweating profusely  and took off her gele)

Douglas: Madam please take it easy, Okon please increase the AC, Capon go on

Capon: and we got info from all that was discussed in the house through Ekaette!

Oloori (started crying) ……….Ekaette? A girl I picked from the gutters and cleaned up? and treated her like my own daughter?

Otunba: You see why I didn’t want you to come with me? Let me call Dan

Otunba puts a call through to Mr. Dan;

Otunba: Hello Dan

Mr. Dan: Morning Sir…

Otunba: ooooh jare oremi, Where are you?

Dan: I came to get Laraba a birthday gift, its her birthday today.

Otunba; Oh nice, my regards to her, please can you meet me at the police station?

Dan: yes Sir, hope all is well

Otunba: Yes, I’m just in some sort of situation, I need your suggestion on some issues here>

Dan: Ok, I will be there in less than 15minutes

Otunba: that’s fine!

Mr Dan got to the station in about 16 minutes and was intimated on all that had been said by the culprits, he was sad! But Otunba made sure they brought out the culprits,  so he could hear from them directly…..Dan was very miserable, deep down within him, he knows Lydia can be very wicked, but he never envisaged she could go this far….the heart of a woman though*(he thought to himself)

Otunba: Dan, you are my friend, the right thing to do is to detain Lydia and Ekaette, but for our friendship and the kids, I won’t allow her to be detained, as for Ekaette, I will ask my driver to buy her a ticket to Akwa-ibom right away, she’s leaving my house in less than two hours, Douglas please send your men to Dan’s house.

Douglas: Yes Sir!!!

 Lydia was brought in for Questioning;

Otunba: Lydia why did you have to go that far? Do you dislike Asabe that much, she is supposed to be your daughter for crying out loud!

Lydia:I don’t understand Sir

Douglas: Okon bring Capon and others,she will probably understand when she sees them

As soon as Capon sighted Madam Lydia,he said;

‘Yes na she be this, this is the woman who paid us to kidnap your son Sir’

Madam Lydia: ( fell on her knees and started crying) Please forgive me, it’s the work of the devil, please Oloori, help me beg Otunba,it’s the work of the devil….pleaaassssseeeee I am sorry

Mr. Dan: ooooh please zip it! Which devil? Or do you think you can lay false accusation on the devil because of course the devil is ashamed to defend himself? Just go home and pack your things,I don’t want to set my eyes on you again, go to your father’s house and continue what you know best….KIDNAPPING!

Otunba: Naaaa c’mon Dan ,it hasn’t gotten to that extent(meanwhile the way Oloori was looking at Lydia, she could tear to pieces if allowed) be a man, I’m the one who is suppose to be this angry but I’m not. Oloori please go home and make sure I don’t meet Ekaette in my house when I get back. Dan?

Mr. Dan: Sir>

Otunba: Lets go do some bottles…..perhaps that would calm you down.

Douglas!(Otunba called and  shook hands with him) You did a great job, as for the culprits…they can keep chilling here, till I make up my mind on what to do with them.

Douglas: yes Sir!

Mr. Dan and Otunba drove in Mr. Dan’s car to the club….

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases, his mercies never come to an end!

-Lamentations 3:22