My name is Edet. It have been a while now that my oga have lock me up inside this kirikiri prison. This place is not nice at all, I cannot lie for you.

True true, what I do for my oga is not a good thing. In fact, if it is me that someone do it for, I will have beat him to dead immediately.

The thing happen like two years ago, just after Christmas time in 2013, when one of my father friend son that live in Lagos city, come to my village to take me from my father house. I finish my secondary school for Ikot-Ekpene boy’s school that year, and my oga, uncle Udoh, say since I did not use to do anything in the village, I should come and be working inside his house in Lagos city. He promise that he will be sending small small money to my old father, and he will be giving me small money to keep for myself.

My oga house in the city fine and big. When I first start to live there, sometimes I will be confuse for where to pass. One day I mistakenly enter Emem room. I think it is my room. It is now Emem, one of my uncle’s pikin, that now show me how to waka inside the big house.

My work in the house is not plenty. I will wake up in the morning time to clean my oga car, wash dirty plates inside the kitchen, clean the compound, and do all the other house work.

My oga pikin them be two and they are both inside the university. Most times, it is me and my oga madam that use to be home, because oga like to travel well well for business. But I use to think oga madam did not like me, because she use to send me plenty message ehn, I use to ask in my mind if she have sickness in her leg.

One day like that, my oga madam come back from office early, and she buy plenty drinks and big cake. I ask her if it is her birthday, she tell me no. she say it is the day she and uncle Udoh do marriage 20 years ago. I did not know that is how they use to do in Lagos city. I help her to arrange the dining table. We put all the drinks and the cake. That day, I did not know what happen to my oga, but he did not come home. I think he did not remember that is the day they marry. Me too I was thinking why man will remember that kind of a thing.

After my oga madam try oga number so many many times, she receive text message from oga that he will not be coming home, I notice as she throway the phone on the table. Me I was watching television. Small time, my oga madam start to open the wines one by one and drink them. As she stand up to enter her room go, she fall on the floor. I quickly rush to help her up. As I guide her to sit on the chair, my oga madam just draw me close and kiss me. I shock inside my mind, but my mouth still dey inside her mouth. She kiss me well well and begin to remove my trouser. That night me and my oga madam enjoy each other. The next morning, she come to warn me that I should not tell anybody what happen between us. I tell her I have sense now, as I am not a small pikin.

Since after that day, my madam nice to me. She buy me clothes and usually give me more money and food. I think I do her well. Even though I am 18 yrs old small boy, back in the village, I am champion.

As time go on, me and my madam continue to be doing sex every time oga is not around. The thing is that, I believe my madam choose me because my oga can never suspect. I am just a ordinary house boy. I don’t know why my oga and oga madam is having sex problems that time around. I’m thinking maybe oga did not use to do her well because of his travel travel for business. Or maybe she is thinking oga is having affairs with another people in outside, because he use to come house late too.

I cannot blame devil for what I do, because our pastor tell us the story in Sunday School about Joseph and his oga madam. Joseph have mind to tell her no, but they still send am to prison. I don’t know why it easy for Joseph to tell his oga madam no. Maybe his oga madam is not fine like my own, or her breast is not big like my madam own. The true thing is that, I enjoy the thing well well.

They use to say that everyday for the thief, one day for the master. That talk is a true talk. One of these days that my oga travel, he tell us that he will spend like one week, but my oga get sick and return early and he did not tell anybody. Before before, he will call the driver to come and pick him inside the airport, but because devil choose that day to fire me, my oga enter taxi instead. As my oga waka from the gate enter inside the house, me and oga madam did not hear anything. It is on top of my oga bed that me and oga madam is doing the thing when my oga walk enter the room. My oga madam did not even notice that oga have enter, but I have see oga in the door side. As I jump remove from ontop the bed, my oga madam now stand up asking me “Why?”, it is that time she see oga. My oga shout. He start to talk many things, madam just dey cry. I did not know what to do. As I try to wear my clothes back, my oga stop me and start to beat me. Small time, police people come.

I don’t know the time my oga call them, but I hear as my oga tell the policeman that I rape my oga madam. It is only boxer that I wear when they carry me and go away from the house. As I try to explain give the policeman what happen, one of them use gun and hit me on top my head.

Until today, I don’t know what happen between my oga and his madam. They have put me inside this prison place for one year now, and nobody have come visit me. I don’t know if my old father is still alive or maybe people in my village know where I am. I know what I do to my oga is not a good thing, but I don’t know why my oga lie that lie that night.

The thing I do my oga and the thing he do me, I don’t know which one is worst. I pray that God will come and save me.

THE END!!!



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hmmn...compicated....that oga wicked gan oo