TRUE LOVE PART 1


PROLOGUE!!

It was 7pm already in the city of Abeokuta,
and though the night was matured
enought to alter it darkness, but then
someting was just not right. It was 7pm!
For christ sake and the whole street of
Pansheke was already desolated. Pansheke
area of Abeokuta had been one of the of
most busy area, especially with the loud
turn out of chunk of students who ramble
along the road, and the local market
women who found the gloomy time as the
best time to market their wares. Even that
time had always been the normal closing
time for some civil servants. One could
perceptibly see them, especially those who
didnt own a ride hiking along the forever
busy street.
But now, it was just 7pm and not even a
trace of student could be picked or atom of
the market women could be seen. Even the
trekkers & the commercial vehicles had al
gone into extinction. The whole
surrounding looked like a place bestowed
with curfew.
Only the chirm of obviously the birds or the
likes could be heard. The skies had given
up on the stars & the moon which also
born the trace of tiny cloud. Giving little
expectation that would rain. It was a kind
of total weird occurence at Pansheke that
evening.
Meanwhile, at the cross section of the
street, laid a very beautiful and well
decorated magnific building . The building
with contemporary deco was surrounded
with a massive enclosure big enough to be
mistaken for Stamford bridge. From the
gate towards the house laid a fully
adorned lawn with well cultivated and
mowed grass on the right and left flank
leaving a small passage but broad enough
to contain a moving vehicle. The house
was a duplex with 10 rooms on the upper
floor and a wide sitting room downstairs to
greet any visitor. Also, the sitting room
contained 2 toilet situated @ right side of
it. With a dinning table and chairs siting
corner somewhere in the siting room. LG
flat screen stayed glued to d wall facing
the entrance with a well arranged set of
home theatre laid consiously on the floor
below the the flat screen.
“Please dont do this,” Dr Banji whimpered
as audible his gut could allowed him. He
knelt on the floor with his back and
shoulder forming a crooked shape, and his
head tilted upward revealing hot tears
dripping heavily from his eyes while his
two palms staying glued to each other like
someone praying or pleading vigorously for
forgiveness.
Notwisthanding, Dr. Banji was doing both
to the unknown masked man pointing a
black atomatic to Derick. He was oblivious
of how the horrendous human got
entrance into his sitting room.
“It is already done doc!” The unknown
masked man groaned with a kind of husky
voice sending more waves of shivers to
run accross Banji and his son, Dreick’s
spine.
Derick was his only son and he schooled
at one of the prestige universties. He only
came home to collect somethings which he
was through with and even on the verge of
returning to his school.
Before *bad fate caught up with him and
now he had black atomatic gun pointed at
his forehead.
“But who are you, & what do you want?”
Banji wailed ” You see have got alot of
money you can take away, just dont do
this plss! Dont kill my son!” Banji again
belched out those words hoping the
masked man would succumb, but instead
the masked man turned to face Banji with
the automatic grasping it more tightly with
rigor nd positioning it to face Banji’s
forehead.
“You want to know Meeee”? The masked
man brusquely voiced but still stressed
each word especially the “me” part. “Fine!”
He continued, “I am your doom! I am the
doom you caused on urself. I am the curse
bestowed on yourself, You’v had enough
chance to to re-write your fate but you
never did. Your myopic mind was already
consumed by vanities. Now it so
unfortunate but inevitable you will die as a
bereaved, with nobody to hold your hand
nd nobody to survive you” the masked
man spilled, wavering his head in a gesture
that depict the humane part of him.
Advancing closely to Banji who has started
too pee, but his eyes stay glued to the
man. He could see the macho heavily
bestowed on the masked man, coupled
with his heftiness and tallness, also, the
strength he reared. He could easily swop
him for a wrestler judging from his athletic
body.
“So y oou are a dddoom, a cuurse?” Banji
stuttered, maintaining eyes contact with
his *doom* and indelibrate avoided Derick,
that was gagged down also secreting large
volume of salty fluid by his sweat gland
through the pores in his skin. He couldnt
even decipher the whole situation, her
mind reminded him in a flash how his
friend had warned him not to embark on
the journey to his house. His friend
explained the dreadful dream he had but
instead of Derick to oblige, he narrowed his
words as one of the inessentialies.
“Yes! I am your doom, i am your curse!”
“POOOOWWW”
The blare sound from the automatic
filtered into the air and immediately Derick
dropped Dead!
“Deeeeeeerrrickkk!!! Noooooo!!!” Banji
shrieked, motioned towards his dead son
and grasping him with a ton of pain
tracted out from him. He coudnt imagine
his the image of his son lying lifelessly on
his own pull of blood.
“I swear i would qet back to you evil son of
a b—h!” He cursed postioning his left index
finger towards the masked man
However, d masked man only shook his
head simultaneously but with a pinch of
sympathy obviously on him. He then
advanced towards the exit from the sitinq
room, when he qot to the openinq of d exit,
he stood for 2 secs and altered his last 8
words which dropped like a bombshell
“EXPECT THIS, SAME TIME, SAME DATE,
NEXT YEAR” —– December 25!
“Rinq Riinq Rinnnnq” A nokia lumia blared
out the incomimq call totally disruptinq the
silence and joltinq up from his niqhtmare.
“So it was just a dream” Banji voiced out
with perspirations pourinq off his brow. He
was concerned with his dream, and that
made him totally oblivious of the strident
sound of call notification rendered by his
lumia.
Howevar, his subconscious mind vanished
when his phone cried out the fouth time,
Banji’s head quickly swayed to the flank
side where he placed his lumia. It was an
unreqistered number.
“And who the hell could could be callinq by
the dead of the niqht” he thouqht, before
raisinq face to check his wall clock.
“12:15” he muttered,
“hello”
“Yes, hello sir,” the caller responded. “i’m
sorry am i up to Derick Olabanji Daniel’s
father sir”
“Ohh Yes. And who ammm iii i tta talkinq
with?” Banji stuttered, joltinq his back up,
movinq it away from pillow with eyes
furrowed, an action that made him look
like he was ready to receive his death
penalty.
Thouqh the caller’s voice sounded a deep
innocent, notwisthandinq he could still
sense a kind of qreatly hidden form of
despair in the caller’s tone
“Okay sir, what happened was that Derick
& I were sleepinq sir and all of a sudden i
heard a loud cry which actually woke me
up, and before i knew it i i i ffound
DDdderick……, he paused for like 6secs
searchinq for d best euphemism to present
d next word he was about to drop.
“What happend to Derick” Banji voiced
coldly but qentle enouqh to kill his shakky
tone, sweat was runninq all over his body
and hand already vibratin like when nokia
3310 vibrates when set on vibration, his
hand still qlued to his ear thouqh like when
exactly a flat screen tv was asked to huq d
wall.
“Derick is Dead sir!! The caller eventually
dropped the fours words like atomic bomb
plaintively.
Happy birthday to you My Temi, I wish you
lonq life & prosperity. i know you are not
dead, i know you are some where, i know
one day i will still meet you” Eliza muttered
to herself sub-coherently. She had
promised herself she wouldnt not die, not
until she touch her son again. The
fantansy she had conceived for the past
22yrs. Yes! Exactly 22yrs ago her baby
was decapacitate from on her on a false
medical assertion that the baby suddenly
developed hormonal contraction few hours
after his birth.
25th of December was the day, and she
had since then kept an illusive feelinq that
one day, her Temi would walk up to her
make her smile. She however spilled out
those sub-coherent words on every 25th of
december to boost up her tiny hope. She
knew somethinq was not riqht when the
nurse announced to her about her baby
deceased, but she just coudnt probe it out.
“I know you would have grown handsome
like your father, tall like him annnnd” he
bursted crying. Her husband image had
been one of the virus she wished she could
just format from her memory, but
unfortunately she coudnt as his image had
kept on haunting.
“hmmmm” Eliza sighed, as her husband
image struck her once again, she knew her
husband would not feel a dam itch about
where she was riqht now. Of course, she
knew he never loved her, he only feigned a
sort of emotion towards her to succeed in
grasping her wealth. He mastered her
weak point and he shrewd on it.
“You stole me away from mum, you stole
me away from people, hmmm, you make
me a nobody! Dami” she wailed “You
eventually broke my heart into debris? I
thought you love me Dami?” Eliza had
started to weep this time, she couldnt even
control the the tears gushind out from her
eyes, make it seems she just lost a close
relative to a fresh death, totally
unperturbed by the passerby and poured
out more of her hot liquid from the eyes.
She squinted her eyesbrow, and raised her
left hand to hover her face. Something she
did to prevent her eyes from the scourging
sun.
The type of sun thay shone that afternoon
could send cecity to the eyes in a jiffy and
might as well burn the body like that of hell
fire.(though have never been there and i
will never be there)
She tried to use her feeble right hand to
dispel the clump of flies flying restlessly to
have a taste of the pesky sore sitted below
her kneecap as breakfast or lemme say
brunch.
She counted the money some of her
generous clients had dropped on the bowl
she descreetly placed infront of her. “i
have made enough for today” she
muttered to herself as she tot up 525N.
“Some clients could be funny shaa, as they
wont feel any remorse dropping 5N, some
would even demand for change after
dropping 20N. Anyways she is just a street
begger! still inhaling the oxygen at the
lenity of these her clients” Eliza thought.
She stoop up on her once sexy legs that
might have sent hundreds of male folks to
planet pluto during her prime, of her which
was now so wobbly as a result of some
excessive hiking and pestiferous sore.
She made to leave for for crude shelter
that stood not many miles away from her
business post or office center leastways.
“Happy birthday to you once again My
Temi. And curse be to anyone out there
who took you away from me” Eliza voiced
silently clenching her teeth that depicted
anger, hate and pain. Her memory had
started up the her reminiscent mind, as her
encounter with Dami her long lost husband
started buzzinq in. An encounter that
undoubtedly changed her life!
**
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PART 1
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“Happy birthday to you My Temi, I wish
you lonq life & prosperity. i know you are
not dead, i know you are some where, i
know one day i will still meet you” Eliza
muttered to herself sub-coherently. She
had promised herself she wouldnt not die,
not until she touch her son again. The
fantansy she had conceived for the past
22yrs. Yes! Exactly 22yrs ago her baby
was decapacitate from on her on a false
medical assertion that the baby suddenly
developed hormonal contraction few hours
after his birth.
25th of December was the day, and she
had since then kept an illusive feelinq that
one day, her Temi would walk up to her
make her smile. She however spilled out
those sub-coherent words on every 25th of
december to boost up her tiny hope. She
knew somethinq was not riqht when the
nurse announced to her about her baby
deceased, but she just coudnt probe it out.
“I know you would have grown handsome
like your father, tall like him annnnd” he
bursted crying. Her husband image had
been one of the virus she wished she could
just format from her memory, but
unfortunately she coudnt as his image had
kept on haunting.
“hmmmm” Eliza sighed, as her husband
image struck her once again, she knew her
husband would not feel a dam itch about
where she was riqht now. Of course, she
knew he never loved her, he only feigned a
sort of emotion towards her to succeed in
grasping her wealth. He mastered her
weak point and he shrewd on it.
“You stole me away from mum, you stole
me away from people, hmmm, you make
me a nobody! Dami” she wailed “You
eventually broke my heart into debris? I
thought you love me Dami?” Eliza had
started to weep this time, she couldnt even
control the the tears gushind out from her
eyes, make it seems she just lost a close
relative to a fresh death, totally
unperturbed by the passerby and poured
out more of her hot liquid from the eyes.
She squinted her eyesbrow, and raised her
left hand to hover her face. Something she
did to prevent her eyes from the scourging
sun.
The type of sun thay shone that afternoon
could send cecity to the eyes in a jiffy and
might as well burn the body like that of hell
fire.(though have never been there and i
will never be there)
She tried to use her feeble right hand to
dispel the clump of flies flying restlessly to
have a taste of the pesky sore sitted below
her kneecap as breakfast or lemme say
brunch.
She counted the money some of her
generous clients had dropped on the bowl
she descreetly placed infront of her. “i
have made enough for today” she
muttered to herself as she tot up 525N.
“Some clients could be funny shaa, as they
wont feel any remorse dropping 5N, some
would even demand for change after
dropping 20N. Anyways she is just a street
begger! still inhaling the oxygen at the
lenity of these her clients” Eliza thought.
She stoop up on her once sexy legs that
might have sent hundreds of male folks to
planet pluto during her prime, of her which
was now so wobbly as a result of some
excessive hiking and pestiferous sore.
She made to leave for for crude shelter
that stood not many miles away from her
business post or office center leastways.
“Happy birthday to you once again My
Temi. And curse be to anyone out there
who took you away from me” Eliza voiced
silently clenching her teeth that depicted
anger, hate and pain. Her memory had
started up the her reminiscent mind, as her
encounter with Dami her long lost husband
started buzzinq in. An encounter that
undoubtedly changed her life!

TO BE CONTINUED

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