The next day was saturday,
Emeka woke up
with a saw in his
heart, he was sick, love sick. His eyes were
bugged and reddish
like he had contracted the apollo virus. It
seemed he had been crying all Night. He
went
into the bathroom to
wash his face only
then did he realised how sick he looked
after
seeing his reflection
on a mirror hanged on the wall. He took
out
his
toothbrush from a rubber-like container
and
pasted close-up on
it. He washed
his mouth and then headed straight to his
parents room for the
usual morning greetings, it was a tradition
in
their house.
On getting there, he greeted his parents in
igbo
dialet and they
responded. His mother noticed his unusual
looks
and
immediately knew something was wrong.
“chidi, are you okay?” she asked. “i’m fine
ma.”
he lied.
“..but you don’t look fine” Mr.
Chukwuemeka
added.
Before Emeka could reply his father, his
mother cuts in.
“come closer lemme examine you” she
commanded.
Emeka moved closer to her, when he got to
her stance, he
squatted, she used her hands to open one
of
his eyes and then
used her wrist to touch the surface of his
skin
close to the neck
region, her plan was to observe the degree
of
heat on his body.
Emeka’s eyes were already getting back to
normal but his body
was a living hell. “chineke!” she exclaimed.
N:B: Chineke means “GOD in igbo
language”
Mr Chukwuemeka was shooked as he
quickly
inquired what was
wrong. Very unlikely from a police officer.
“chidi is not feeling fine” i think he has
fever,
it’s not serious
though, i’ll go to mama Nkiruka’s pharmacy
to
buy him fever
pills, she added.
Emeka stood up and started to walk away,
his
father cut him short by asking where he
was
going.
“i’m off to do my morning chores” he said.
“No! No! No! No! Don’t worry about that, i’ll
take care of them”
his mother said shouting.
Both his parents loved Emeka so much,
moreso his kid sister. It
took them several years after they had
conceived Chidi before
they could born little Chiwe. Chiwe was
2years
old and she had
just started Nursery school.
They loved both Chidi(Emeka) and
Chiwe and they would trade them for
nothing.
Emeka obeyed his parents and walked
back to
his room, few
minutes later his mother brought him a
pack
of rice filled with assorted meat which she
bought from a
roadside buka as she
had not yet cook that early morning, also
with
her was the fever
medicine she bought from Mama Nkiruka’s
Chemist just opposite their house.
She sat there with Emeka watching him as
he
ate, he could not
finish the whole content of the food, his
mother tried to persuade
him to finish the last pieces of meat but her
plea fell into deaf
ears. She had no other option than to give
him
the medicine.
Emeka dropped the tablet into his mouth
and
gulped a huge
chunk of water to swallow it down. He
made
to sleep and few
hours later he sighted Amaka from a close
range.
Emeka woke up from sleep looking strong
and
agile, Every
symptom of illness had suddenly
disappeared.
He looked at the
wallclock located at one extreme of his
room
and it reads
1:25pm. He breath a sigh of relief and
walked
majestically to see
his mother. “oh! you’re awake” she asked
an
obvious
question.
“yes mama, and i feel much better now.”
she confirmed it herself and saw him fit
again.
“your food is in the kitchen” she informed
him.
“alright mama, but i’ll be going to the field
when i’m done eating.
“no problem, just made sure you come
home
on time, remember
you need to pack your things together
because
we’ll be leaving
first thing tomorrow morning. “okay.” he
agreed.
Atleast he still had few
hours to gallivant
about the city of enugu.
He sprinted out of the house with full force
to
see his next door
neighbour Chinedu devouring a plate of
Eba.
N:B: Eba is a food made from garri.
Chinedu was not only stubborn but also a
glutton, he could eat
anything practically eatable, his excuse for
loving food so much
was that “life is a jungle, you need to eat to
keep up with the
pace of struggle.
“ffo! I hail ooO” Emeka praised him.
N:B: FFO means “for food only” (it is used
to
refer to people who
eats alot) “chiboy, how far naw?” he asked
in
pidgin
english.
“you dey mad? na me you dey call boy, abi
you
nor know say i
reach to born you” emeka said jokingly.
“i’diot, how your life naw, i bin think say
you
don die ooo”
chinedu said trying to change the topic.
“you no well! why you say so?” emeka
inquired.
“as i no gree see you since morning wetin
you
say make i think”
he lamented. “Nna forget that thing jor, i
bin
dey sick this
morning” emeka
blurted.
“really! wetin hapun?” he said suprised.
Emeka began to narrate the whole issue at
stake, he told Chinedu about his father’s
immediate transfer and
relocation. For the first
time he wished his father wasen’t working
for
the government.
Emeka had managed to build a world but
it’s
as though they were crumbling before his
eyes.
Chinedu literally wept
even though
tears didn’t fell from his eyes. The last time
he
cried was the day
he was born. Emeka was the only friend he
had because everyone seemed to distance
away from him because of
his disrespectful
attitude. He was not a bad guy like most
people claimed, his
self-esteem was always his setback. People
only needed an iota of understand to know
his
real personality.
Emeka and Chinedu had been through the
good,
bad and ugly.
They had had several misunderstandings
but
instead of bringing
them apart, it only drew them closer.
Emeka
suggested they go to Catholic football
field before they
start weeping like new born babies. The
field
was at the outskirt
of the city, people called it Catholic football
field because of a Catholic church situated
there.
Chinedu had already lost appetite to
continue
eating, he went to
his “ghana must go” bag and brought out
his
football wears and
off they went, after treking for roughly
fourteen minutes, they
finally got to the field.
The place was filled to the brim, both
Chinede
and Emeka
seemed to be oblivious that a street
football
competition was holding there that
afternoon.
They knew they
had to do
something unless they were not going to
play
in the match
because neither of them are from the two
streets participating.
Chinedu being the stubborn guy head the
lead
to
the spot where
people were gathered to choose players
while
Emeka walked
behind him. He did his trick as usual and
they
were both featured in the match. Emeka
and
Chinedu were playing
for the same side,
the match had gone into the extra time of
the
second half, both
teams were playing a 3-3 tie as Chinedu
had
helped his team scored two of the goals. It
was remaining two
minutes for the
match to come to a halt, then the ball
magically found its way to
Chinedu’s foot, him being a very skillful
player
dribbled four players including the last
defender, Emeka was
some inches
ahead of him, it remained one goal for
Chinedu
to score a hat-
trick and his teams will become the winner
of
the one thousand naira bet which they
didn’t
contribute in,
instead he passed the
ball to Emeka, he wanted Emeka to score
the
last goal which he
envisage as a souvenir to remember him,
suddenly the unexpected happened.
Emeka sighted Amaka from a close range,
she
had just come out
from the catholic church close to the field
where she went for
choir practice. Emeka was so excited to see
her as he kicked the
ball anti-clockwise and ran towards her a
fast
as his legs could
carry him.
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