Tuesday, 19 June 2018

The Devil who Loved me by Owolabi Adenola (Davidflo) - Episode 11

Episode 11


After taking my bath, I settled down in bed, planning to sleep until I Toun and Abayomi arrived. I want to discover Abuja with them. My phone rang as I was closing my eyes. It is funny how your ring-tone sounds louder when you want to sleep. It was Timi.
Me: Hey
Timi: I am infront of your house
Me: told you I was in Lokoja
Timi: how can you be in Lokoja when I saw you in the party, danced with you…held you..?
Me: Timi stop..
Timi: where are you?
Me: Abuja
Timi: what are you doing in Abuja?
Me: why asking me all these questions?
Timi: because I care
Me: I am in Abuja and I am good, Toun and Abayomi will join me soon.
Timi: what is happening there?
Me: came with a friend
Timi: guy or girl?
Me: Guy
Timi was silent for a while, after some seconds, he regained his composure.
Timi: when will you be back?
Me: too many questions Timileyin.
Timi: I need to see you so I can tell you everything
Me: I am really not interested anymore.
Timi: what changed?
Me: I grew up
Timi: I love you Tana Dike.
It had been a while I heard those words from him. I still felt some butterflies
Me: very funny..
Timi: what is funny?
Me: nothing..
I hung up.
I was closing my eyes again when my phone rang again, I cursed under quietly before I realized it was Toun.
Me: babes howfar?
Toun: we got an Aero flight for 11am, cheaper sef..
Me: that’s nice.
Toun: text me your location
Me: will do that Asap
Toun: I have gist for you as soon as I arrive.
Me: brief me na, abi you want me to be thinking about different scenarios?
Toun: Kofo is pregnant
Me: for who?
Toun: well that’s the gist…….see you soon
The intercom in my room rang, the receptionist had called to tell me that some people were asking after me. While Toun was standing infront of the receptionist, Abayomi sat down with a gloomy face. I wondered if it had anything to do with ‘the gist’
Me: why are you looking sad Abayomi?
Abayomi: isn’t it your friend? How can she just decide that we have to be in Abuja just because you are here. I don’t have any friends here, and she insisted I came along.
Me: Awww, I didn’t expect you guys to come anyways, since I had planned to return ASAP. It was my highness that made me tell Jafar I wanted to go to Abuja.
Abayomi: That guy dey crase sha!
Toun: where is Jafar? We should thank him for the room na
Me: I don’t knw where he is, why don’t you guys go to your room and relax abit, I am sure you will have enough time to thank him.
I escorted them to their room, it was directly opposite mine, with the same style and dimensions.
I was watching a musical video on trace when Toun walked into my room and stretched herself beside me.
Toun: so how was your trip?
Me: long and I slept almost all through
Toun: do you know I have never been to Abuja before?
Me: me too, quit this boring talk and tell me about Kofo’s pregnancy
Toun: hmmmm, it was at the party I found out o..
Me: how?
Toun: I was outside when Gabriel, that guy with bow-legs came to gist with Abayomi. Before long they started talking about elections and Kofo’s name came up. He told me it was a smart move by Abayomi to make Timi the campaign manager, that National and Kofo had private paroles. I feigned surprise, so he continued. He said Kofo was pregnant but she hadn’t told National yet. I asked him how he knew; he said kofo told Isioma, who in turn told his girlfriend. You know Gabriel liked me those days na, so I manipulated his brain on if he thinks National was responsible. He said there are gossips that it might be Uche or National’s.
Me: Are you worried that it might be Abayomi’s?
Toun: not at all, I am sure Abayomi used condom with her.
Me: you really do trust him?
Toun: I know my devil..
Me: why can’t she just abort it?
Toun: Gabriel said Best-care hospital had warned her never to come for abortion again. Apparently, she was a frequent visitor.
Me: and she still get mind to dey fucck prick like that for party?
Toun: she likes presidential rods..
We both laughed, but at the back of my mind, I prayed it wasn’t Abayomi’s.
Toun: seems Jafar likes you very much
Me: that is where it will end na, you know I can’t have anything to do with a cultist
Toun: no be you say na Confra?
Me: Toun, I really can’t do guys right now, plus maybe he is just being nice as we are his investments.
Toun: if I wasn’t dating Abayomi, Jafar would have been perfect for me.
Me: you can break up with Abayomi and join the band-wagon of Jafar’s girls.
Toun: it will just be for sex, you don’t fall inlove with the kinds of Jafar, or you will run mad. The attraction should be enough. Abayomi and I are in this ish for the long haul babe.
Me: yeah, I know, I envy you guys..
Toun: spoken to Timi?
Me: yes briefly..
Toun: and……?
Me: nothing dear
Toun: ok, don’t worry, you will find the perfect guy. That Naetochukwu guy in Business Admin is still dying for you, you should call him one of this days..
Me: he is cool but he is too proud, it pisses me off sometimes..
Toun: just call him…a simple call to tell him you are just checking up on him. Lets see what happens from there.
Me: I hear you..
Toun: and if you are Hot, I can share Abayomi with you, you know I love u dat much
Me: yuck!...you are a fool..
We both laughed, after sometime, she stood up to leave, as I escorted her to the door, she kissed me on the lips. She was so carefree about it but I seem to have felt her tongue. I brushed it away and decided that calling Naetochukwu wouldn’t be a bad idea..
I went to Abayomi and Toun’s room after Toun called me to come. They were eating potato and fish when I got it with a bottle of Eva wine. Toun was really spending her father’s guilt money. From the look of their faces, it was clear that Toun had appeased Abayomi, one way or the other. He looked happier and more relaxed. Their room was extremely cold, so I went under a duvet and listened to them argue about the names they would give their children.
I remember when Timi and I did that too. We had decided that their first name would be Yoruba while their second name would be Igbo. Although, I insisted that the first girl will have an Igbo first name, Timi’s heavenly felattio had made me agree to all his demands. Those were cool times. I dialed Naetochukwu’s number.
Naeto: hello
Me: hi, its Tana
Naeto: oh Tana, sorry I didnt know it was you, I just bought this very cool phone and I haven’t saved numbers on it yet.
Me: you are a big boy na..how are you and your people?
Naeto: very fine, how are you, are you around?
Me: not really, but will be back soon, just wanted to check on you. It’s been a long time
Naeto: na you no get my time now, can we have a date this week Friday?
Me: I would love that..
After a few more inconsequential talks, I hung up.
Abayomi didn’t seem impressed, but Toun was happy, she always thought I should have dated Naeto instead of Acho.
There was a knock on the door, and when it was opened, Uche’s tall frame was visible, he didn’t bother entering..
Uche: we would be hanging out at Cue-Lounge, not too far from here by 6pm..
Abayomi: cool bro, I actually need to unwind..
Uche: Sparrow will bring you guys
Toun: where is Jafar?i have not seen him since I came
Uche: he went to Zone 7, he will meet us at the Lounge by 6pm.
Toun: aii..
He left immediately he passed his message. Coincidentally my phone beeped. It was a message from Timi.
Timi = we really need to talk. Just give me a chance to explain myself; I swear you will see reasons. You are the one for me!
I went beneath the duvet, shielding myself from the cold that was making my Tips rocky.
Around 5:30, Toun and I decided to dress up for the outing. Like a best friend should, toun had brought some of my clothes for me. I decided to go with a low necked gown that would expose some cleavage, and instead of full pants, I went with a G-string that wouldn’t leave any panty lines. The gown was tight on the hips, exposing a figure that Toun said was sexy. If my gown was short, Toun’s was shorter and her height made it more obvious.
Sparrow took us to the Lounge which was situated in Phase 2, Federal housing, Lugbe. Shortly after we sat down with Uche, Aji and Sparrow also seated around us, Jafar entered with three girls that looked Fulani’ish..
After Toun stood up to Hug him, Abayomi and I shaked him, he introduced the girls..
Jafar: meet Hauwa, Mariam and Fatima…they are from Nile University..
The girls greeted us with that exotic accent that educated Hausa speaking people have. I have seen fine girls, and I ranked myself among them, but these girls were spotless.. ..beautiful and spotless..
But I cant be intimidated….can i?
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Drinks were brought in buckets of ice but I was less interested, I didn’t like the way Fatima kept whispering in Jafar’s ears. It was not like I was jealous or something, but she should atleast say what she wanted to say loud and clear… oya I was jealous small.
Just when I was calming down, the one called Mariam decided to talk.
Mariam: Please you guys should spread the word to all the Kano students in your school, my dad is gunning for governorship.
It was not like I was from a poor home and all o, but these entire politician’s children sef
Toun: oh that’s nice although I have few Hausa friends…
Fatima: but Jafar is Hausa and from Kano, isn’t he your friend..
There was a deafening silence, I wondered how Toun would have explained that our host, who engineered our being in Abuja, was not our friend..
Jafar: I never told them..
Fatima looked at him and spanked him playfully like he was a naughty boy. He smiled at her too..
Me: he actually told him he was from Kano
Jafar looked at me, puzzled with the point I was trying to prove. I smiled as I looked at Fatima.
Me: we were preparing his favorite meal, Yam and egg when he told me..
Fatima: awwww, Jafar is such a homely guy. He seldom eats outside. I taught him how to prepare the yam and egg just the way he likes it. Did you know just the right amount of onions to slice?
Me: yes!
My answer was a bit too loud. Fatima and I were not fooling anyone around the table, this was beyond Yam and egg. Thankfully Uche broke the façade
Uche: their peppersoup here is mad!.. cow-tail, intestines, chicken..
Abayomi and Toun that had been relatively quiet opted for cow-tail, Hauwa and Mariam went for Chicken, instead of Fatima to other for herself, she asked for two plates of cat- fish for her and Jafar
Me: make it three plates, I want cat-fish
I wondered why it didn’t come earlier but when it did, Toun’s laughter was sonorous. I was a little embarrassed but I kept a straight face. I didn’t know what was wrong with me, with all the Timi drama and having told myself that Jafar and I were in parallel universe, I didn’t like Fatima claiming him.
The drinks were served chilled; the Hausa girls went for Malta-guiness while Toun and I took our normal Gordon-spark. The stupidly pretty one among them called Mariam gave us this condescending look as we sipped our drinks. Abayomi and Uche discussed about something that was very interesting to both of them. Sparrow and Aji were trying to impress Toun with the amount of bottles they could drink. The three Hausa girls were all over Jafar, telling him what has been happening to guys he knew who attend Nile University. I was left alone with my thoughts.
Some minutes past 8pm, Jafar went to his car and came back with a shisha jar, chocolate flavor and coal were also available. Though I hadn’t smoked shisha before, I pretended I had. As we passed the pipe between each other, I couldn’t help but notice that after Jafar smoked, he passed the pipe to Fatima, who rubbed her lips on the mouth of the pipe. I wondered how nice it would have been if I was the one passing the pipe to Jafar. I wondered if he would smack his lips. Okay I was getting silly and Toun’s disciplinary stare told me she could guess what I was thinking. I held on to my Gordon-spark…I didn’t smoke with them anymore.
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