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•DIARY OF A JUMOKE #8


I lay sprawled across the bed wearing only a bum short and an alter neck. Arianna was pulling my weave frantically in an effort to style my hair. It was painful, but I allowed her.

The little thing seems to be having fun. From the corner of my eye, I noticed the notification light on my BlackBerry was blinking. I picked it up and saw that a text message had came in.

In my mind I thought it was one of those "If you want to be happy, send 1 to 3205" messages MTN was always sending.

I opened it and saw that it was a credit alert. The amount I saw made me gasp for air. Someone had transferred a whooping sum of 1.5 million naira into my account.

I guessed that was why Mr Ibu (make that Chief Ike) had been calling me nonstop for some hours now. I allowed his calls to ring off the hook. I was not ready to let him engage me in one of his boring tales.

Really, that man can talk for Africa. He promised he would "furnish" my account and he actually "furnished" it to the fullest. He deserved an Oscar.

"Awwwhhhh! Arianna you are going to pull off my scalp. Oya please leave it. Its fine already" I pleaded.

She examined the hair and she seemed pleased with what she had done.

"Lemme go and bring grandma's mirror" she said in her regular singsong voice and raced out of the room.

I decided to see the mess she left on my head as I fetched my makeup bag and removed a mirror. My reflection made me roar with laughter.

Even the witch of Oz doesn't have a thing on me.

I had been very close to my daughter these few hours after Noka's resurfacing from God-knows-where. When I saw him earlier, I felt thousands of unexplainable emotions rushing through me.
My heart was beating so fast I thought it would bust open. All this while and I still felt that way for him. I was furious though. I would rather die than allow him back or even allow him touch my child.

My mother instincts had been resurrected.

I was having a strong urge to go clubbing to get his selfish ass off my mind. No sob stories abeg. Hitting Club 44 was the first item on my to do list.

And come to think about it, I had been considering letting Chief Ike into the honeypot too. That was the best way I could appreciate him for his kind "furnishing" gesture.

And there was Dapo again,

"I really still wanna kiss him" I thought with a mischievous smile on my face.
•••••••••••••••••

"Is she asleep?" I whispered silently.

Arianna had been tailing me since forever and I had to wait until she fell asleep before leaving.

I was sure she would cry her eyes out when she wakes up and discovers that I had left.

"Jumoke wa joko" [Jumoke, have a seat]
"We need to talk about something before you leave" my Mum said.

I sighed loudly. This was one of those reasons why I always shy away from visiting her. Her long talks about life and all could squeeze life out of a living person.

I had no choice this time or else I won't hear the end of the matter
.
"That guy I saw with you the other day...." I didn't allow her to finish, I knew where the whole issue was going.

"Mummy, Dapo and I barely know each other"
"Please don't start this marriage talk. Please" I interrupted.

I knew my mum; she would never back down. She pretended as if she didn't hear what I just said and continued.

"It doesn't matter oko mi."[my dear]
"You people can start from somewhere"
"I can see he is a nice and cultured boy" she continued.

"Okay Mum, I've heard you"

I had to agree with her if I wanted the matter to be laid to rest.

And just when I was thinking I had gotten off the hook, she dropped the bombshell.

"I think you should forgive Noka"
"He realized his mistake and came begging".

I have had enough!

I stood up, picked my bag and gestured that I was ready to go.

Before she could think of composing another speech on how I was supposed to be a responsible woman, I dashed out towards my car and I entered with the speed of light.

"I'll call you when I get home" I said and zoomed off without waiting for her to reply.

*********

"Who is this person that parked in my spot" I yelled angrily to no one in particular.

I arrived at my house and helped myself with the gate only to discover that a black Camry was in my spot and there was no more parking spaces in the compound. I had to leave my car outside.

I rang the doorbell and Shade answered it, only for me to enter the house and find her witch friend Tega sitting on the couch as if she owed the house.

Sitting beside her was Sam, Freddy's Latino son. The bit*h had brought the child to spite me.

I mouthed an unfriendly hi to her and she reciprocated my unfriendliness by keeping mute.

I'm still gonna bitch slap that silly brat one day.

I dropped my bag and pretended as if I didn't see the boy.

"Shade, is there food in this house?"
"I am starving" I asked with a yawn.

"Yes babe, check the microwave" she answered.

Without wasting time, I walked briskly to the kitchen to fetch my food.

"Sam really looks like Freddy"
"They have the same nose" Tega said loud enough for me to hear.

"This girl is really foolish" I said to myself.
"His skin is nice too"

"I hope he doesn't follow your footstep and bleach in future" I chipped in.

The words hit her like a brick. Bit*h wasn't expecting it. I gave her an obvious side eye, picked my bag and went straight into my room.

Few minutes later I was dressed in a jumpsuit, ready to hit Club 44. I couldn't stand the presence of the silly girl for one more minute. She should better be gone when I come back.

******

Rukky was in a middle of a lap dance when I got to the club. If I was the man she was entertaining I would be praying fervently that one of her bones should not detach and drill a hole on my face.

*SideEyes

I saw a couple of friends and I sat with them, a bottle of booze in hand. I was planning to get high.

I had been dancing for a while and then decided to take a break when I noticed someone was standing behind me.
I turned and there was Noka!!!

There goes my new stalker.


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DIARY OF A JUMOKE #7


"Musa,where your Oga?" I inquired.

I was at Freddy's house. I had called him but he refused to pick up. Even his gate man doesn't seem to know his whereabouts and the silly guy had been calling me all this while. Now that I needed his help, he was nowhere to be found.

The guy's sugar daddy game was just decreasing bit by bit.

"E be like say Oga Fred talk say him won go pick madam" his gate man said.

"Madam keh? Who is madam?" I asked a bit confused.

Instead of answering, the gate man just shrugged.

I walked towards his front porch. Even if he had gone to the moon, I was going to sit and wait for him.

The previous day had been a hit actually. Mike made reservations at a Chinese restaurant around town and he made sure we ordered almost all the dishes available. It seems he had planned to stuff me with food. We started with the sweet and sour pork and switched to the Gong Bao chicken and then the Mapu tofu to the Wontons.

I couldn't even pronounce the name of most of the dishes.

By the time we finished eating, I was feeling as if I had swallowed a whale.

That didn't stop me from showing my gratitude for the gift he had sent to me though. I pounced on him like a tiger the instant we got into his apartment. Dude wasn't expecting the move.

I undressed him like a pro, blindfolded him and tied his hands to the bed post. Oga Spartacus was chanting "Ohhhhlaaahlahhh" all through the show down. I showed him the real definition of freaky.

I won't be there waiting for Freddy if not for the call I received from my mother. She called to inform me of her plan to leave with Arianna later in the evening.

I was surprised when she didn't ask where I was. Shade must have covered me up. That girl was bae [Before Anyone Else].

I was feeling a bit bad because they were leaving so soon. I could not even spend quality time with my daughter and now that I don't have a car, how was I supposed to take them back home?

Making them take public transport was not even an option. For that reason, I decided to see Freddy. I wanted my car back already.

I had been sitting in his porch for like two straight hours and just when I was thinking he was never going to show up, his red SUV pulled into the compound.

I didn't see the woman with him until the car moved closer. Freddy sighted me and I saw the shock that was spreading all over his face.

"What is wrong with this one?" I thought.

The lady with him looked like she was in her late thirties. She was tall, thin and had a model like frame.
She could have passed for Rukky. They were both really thin, except that she was more beautiful. Her cheek bone was on fleek.

And I should also mention that she was a "Latino".

"This must be the madam Musa was referring to" I thought.

A small boy about seven years old was also with the pair. He had Freddy's face written all over him.

Even before being told, I did the math. The Latino must be Freddy's wife and the Mini-Latino [Half-caste],his son.

To be honest, I didn't care one bit. I was just his sugar baby after all. All I wanted was my freaking car.

"Hello Jumoke" he said in a shaky voice as he neared me.

The fool just called me Jumoke! What happened to all those pet names?

Oh I forgot, anty-fresh-Puna-Latino was around. Alaye had to act like a gentleman.

Next thing I knew he faced the Lady and said "Neesha, meet my cousin"

"Jumoke, this is Neesha, my wife"
"And Sam my little simba"

Mayweather's hammer blow could not have flattened me out like his statement just did. I flashed a cute smile at the lady and she smiled back.

"I’ve been shagging your husband, sister" I thought.

This guy is funny sha. What's my own with your wife abi the Mufasa son you have?

I was highly irritated.

"Freddy, I need to pick up my car"
"Can you hand over the key" I demanded.

He flashed me a smile full of gratitude. It seemed he wasn't expecting the calm way I handled the situation. He called Musa to pack some luggage into the house while he led his wife and son in and I waited impatiently outside.

He was back in no time with the key to the Range. He handed the key over to me and to my surprise he also added a cheque of five hundred thousand naira.

I collected the cheque and smiled. I covered the distance between us and gave him a passionate kiss.

"You are not getting off that easily" I said and walked towards the garage to pick my car.

I was actually hoping his wife would catch a view of the kiss.

***

I was home in time to pick up my mum and Ariana. Mike would not be needing my company for a while so I was going to sleep over at my mum's and then come back home the following day.

I was hoping to spend more time with my daughter. The poor thing doesn't even know me well enough.

It was late when we arrived at my mum's and I was too tired to even eat. I just took my bath, engaged my daughter in a conversation for a while and before I knew what was happening I had fallen asleep.

Arianna's gentle tap was what woke me up the following day.

"Mum, grandma said you should come" she said in a singsong voice.

I rubbed my eyes sleepily, gave her a kiss on the forehead and headed to the bathroom to brush my teeth. I was hearing voices. It seemed some people were in the house.

"Who could be visiting so early in the morning" I thought as I picked my bathrobe and wore it over my pajamas.

I stepped into the living room and I went into a trance. Standing there was Noka and an elderly lady who I presumed was his mum. I was stunned into silence.

After leaving me for six years he just appeared out of nowhere. Am I supposed to run into his waiting hands or what?

I couldn't move, so I just stood there looking like a dummy. He moved closer to where I was, with an apologetic look on his face.

He tried to touch me. That was when my anger surfaced.

Without thinking I gave him an epic slap and the look on his face was priceless. I was not satisfied so I gave him another resounding one. I felt so pissed that I wished I could knock out his jaw.

Not knowing what else to do, I turned back and made for my room. Arianna was standing right behind me with a white face. I could swear she was terrified. The little thing had just watched me delivered two hot slaps in quick succession to a guy whom she would soon find out was her Dad.

I carried her, wrapped my hands around her with this "if them born you well, come touch am" [if you’ve got the guts, come for her] face and bolted into my room.



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DIARYOFAJUMOKE #6


The look on Shade's face was priceless when she entered the living room and found Dapo Badejo sitting right there. She had been sleeping when he arrived.

After staring at him for what seems like ages at the door, I finally invited him in and he was sitting comfortably on my favorite couch. I wanted to ask him like a million questions. One of which was how he got to know where I was living. Noka's issue was laid to rest for a while as the anger I was feeling earlier had dissolved into something I couldn't understand.

"Dapo, this is my mum" I introduced.

I was actually expecting him to do a casual "Good Morning Ma"

But to my surprise, he dropped his phone and did a full Yoruba greeting by prostrating. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Ekaaro Mummy" [Good morning ma] he greeted.

"Kaaro oko mi" [Morning my dear] my mum replied with a wide smile and a face that showed she was making up funny ideas.

"I hope she won't start one of her long marriage lectures later" I thought.

"Jumoke, I'll be in the room" Mum said and left, giving me and Dapo privacy.

"Erm, how did you locate me" I asked, not knowing what else to say.

"I have a friend living close by"
"And I was visiting"
"I was on my way out when I saw you"
"You were still wearing the same cloth from yesterday, so it wasn't so hard recognizing you" he pointed with a mischievous grin.

I shifted on my seat. His remark about me still wearing the cloth from yesterday made me slightly uncomfortable. I studied his face from the corner of my eyes. He had a plump round face and I couldn't help but notice his pink lips. I was fighting the urge to grab and kiss it.

We chatted for a while after he caught me staring at him and I covered up my embarrassment by offering him a glass of fruit juice.

He was fun to talk with and we chatted as though we've been friends for a very long time.

"I think I should be on my way now" he said out of the blues.
“I have to be in Abuja by noon" he added.

I gave a curtly nod and smiled nervously. His presence was somehow giving me goose bumps. I didn't know if it was because of the fact that he was a celebrity or because I was crushing head over heels on him.

I followed him all the way to the gate like a lost puppy.

"What on earth is wrong with you Adejumoke!" I asked myself silently and gave myself a mild knock.

I was really acting out around this guy.

He asked if we could exchange contacts and I gave him my phone number while he did the same.

"See you soon Barbie" he said jovially as he brought his car engine to life and zoomed off.

I found myself fantasizing on how to nail him the next time we meet. His cute pink lip was just too sexy to ignore.

***

The loud buzz of my phone woke me up. I had crashed in Shade's room immediately Dapo left. I picked the phone to check who was calling but I couldn't recognize the number. I rubbed my eyes sleepily and I was about to continue my peaceful sleep when the phone rang again.

"Hi, who goes there??" I said into the phone, slightly irritated.

I really hated being disturbed when I sleep.

"Omalicha my pretty baby"
"How are you dear?" the caller asked.

I was lost for a while.

"Who is this alien calling my phone?" I thought.

Then my brain booted and I picked the Igbo accent. I had totally forgotten about this gaped tooth man. Chief Ike or whatever his name was.

But wait, I didn't remember giving him my contact.

"Hello Chief, good afternoon"
"I hope you are okay?" I asked.

Few seconds passed without him saying a word, he seemed to be struggling with what to say.

"Biko, Ada send me your account number, let me furnish it" he said finally.

I busted out in laughter. Did he just say he wanted to furnish my account??
Is that even English at all??

"I want to make you happy baby" he added.

"I'll send it very soon Chief. Thanks for the kind gesture".

"You are always welcomed Omalicha"
"Biko keep that face smiling" he replied and the line went dead.

This man should stop calling me these silly Igbo names abegi. I thought I told him my name. If he wanted to furnish my whole life I'll let him. It is not kuku my money.

Meanwhile, Freddy had been calling me ever since. It seemed he was craving for a delicacy from the honey pot; nothing good comes easy though. I won't just throw myself at him like a cheap girl. He would have to beg me with something big. A new car would do or maybe a trip out of the country. I yawned lazily and sat up in bed. Mr Ibu or was it Chief Ike had disturbed my journey to dreamland.

I was about stepping into the kitchen when I heard the doorbell.

I walked lazily towards the door and answered it before the bell rang the second time. Standing at the door was Mike's chauffeur and a lady who I couldn't recognize.

She was holding the most beautiful evening gown I had ever seen in my life.

"Good day madam. Oga talk say make we deliver this gown to you"
"Him also talk say make you get ready by 6pm"
"I go come carry you" he said.

I couldn't help but admire his Warri inspired Pidgin.

"Dude must be from the creeks" I thought while I gestured to the lady to hand over the gown.

I had to think of a way to steal out of the house without my mum's knowledge. I don't want her asking questions about where I was going.


*abegi – please
*kuku – none
*Omalicha – sweetheart
*Oga – boss

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DIARYOFAJUMOKE #5



Five Years Back

"Babe I really miss you and I want you so bad"
"Noka I miss you too. But I really need to talk to you". I answered in a very tired voice.

I had been feeling funny for the past one week. I wake up almost every day with a dizzy spell. That morning I had decided to confirm my fears by having a urine test.

The result I got threw me off balance. I discovered that I was pregnant. My mind was in deep turmoil.

What was I going to do?

I was so confused that I called my boyfriend Noka to tell him that I was pregnant. But when he picked the call and I heard his fruity voice at the other end of the phone, the words got stuck in my mouth.

All I could manage to tell him was that we needed to talk very urgently. He agreed and promised to pay me a visit the following weekend.

Noka was a guy I met when I traveled to Abuja to visit an uncle. He was in his mid-twenties and a bit older than I was. He was handsome, light skinned, with a tawny physique and an impressive athletic feature.

We met at the cinema, started talking and we ended up making love on our second date. Since then we had been sweethearts. I fell madly in love with him.

We met during his NYSC and he was stationed at Abuja. He didn't go into much detail about his life, but he told me that his father was an Urhobo man and his mother an American.

He said they both live outside the country but they come to Nigeria occasionally. He also told me that he was likely to travel out of the country too, after his youth service. He had promised heaven and earth and I was so gullible then that I believed he was my knight in shining armor.

As he had promised, he arrived in my school that weekend. We had fun, went to the pool to swim and we ended up lodging at a hotel later that night.

I was still a bit scared. I didn't know how to relate the news to him. So we had slept that night with me holding the news till the next day.

We had an early breakfast the following morning because he was leaving as early as possible.

I couldn't eat.

The rice we had ordered smelled like raw egg and all I wanted to do was throw up. He noticed my clumsiness but I told him I was feeling a bit feverish.

He was all set to go and he drew me up from where I was sitting and enveloped me in a tight hug while he planted wet kisses on my face.

"I'll miss you sugar bush" he had said in a modulated voice.

I knew I had to tell him now or I'll never be able to tell him again.

"Noka, I have something to tell you"
"I am pregnant" I finally said in a quivering voice.

The smile on his face disappeared.

"Jummy, you are what?" he had asked in a very worried tone.

At that moment, I wished the ground would open and swallow me up.

"How? When?” He asked.
“What are you going to do about it?"

I couldn't believe my ears.

"I can't abort it. I am scared" I answered.

He dropped my hand instantly.

"Jumoke, I don't have time for this" he had said in a shrilled voice that sent shivers down my spine.

Before I could say more, he bolted out of the room, leaving me all by myself.

That was the last time I saw him - the last time I heard from him. He had walked away from my life, leaving me to bear the burden myself.

My mother was devastated when she heard the news. We had both cried our eyes out. She expected more from me and I had disappointed her.

My Father died when I was just ten years old and since then she has been trying her possible best to give me a good education.

We were not rich, but she had always given me full financial support with her petty trade. I had dreams also. I had an ambition.

I was going to be an Economist; a very successful one. And I was so close to realizing that dream. I was in my 200L in school already. And now the pregnancy was threatening to shatter my dreams.

I had resolved to make the best out of my predicament. I was going to pull through no matter what it takes.

Few months after I gave birth to my baby, my mother's shop was razed to the ground. Not a single thing remained.

Things began to fall apart. I had to man up and take up the responsibility of feeding myself, my mother and my 5 months old baby.

So in my 300L, I joined the clique of call girls in school. Don't blame me, I had no other choice or else I'll just drown in poverty.

Money began to roll in from all angles and by the time I was on my youth service, I had bought a house for my mother and my child.

The life I was leaving was tempting though so I had continued my "business" after university and stopping was the last thing on my mind. I had promised myself that I would be independent and I would never let any man take advantage of me again.
***
Present

I was still busy cuddling my daughter when my mother appeared from my room.

The shock on my face was evident.

"Maami e kaaro" [Mom, good morning] I greeted not knowing what else to say. I had not seen her and my daughter for the past 8 months.

She looked different, a bit older.

She walked towards the couch and answered my greeting with a nod. I knew I was in for trouble because she looked upset.

"Ma, why didn't you call me before coming? I could have come over to pick you" I added knowing fully that last statement was a big lie. If she had called, I would have lied about being out of town or busy.

She sat on the couch without answering. I sensed something fishy was going on so I told Arianna to go inside my room.

"Maami ki lo sele?" [Mom what happened?] I inquired.

"Why are you doing this to your daughter?"
"You left her all these past months without a single visit"
"What kind of mother are you!?" she thundered.

I felt a rush of emotions as she spoke and I was trying hard not to cry. I knew I had neglected my daughter, but I had my reasons. I was working my head off to give her a good life. I had been so busy.

"She was pulling tantrums"
"She wanted to see you badly"
"So I had no other choice but to bring her here".
"And after what happened yesterday, she started asking questions"

I was alarmed.

"What happened?" I inquired in a worried tone.

My mum sighted heavily and shifted on her sit.

"Adejumoke..."

Wait! She just called my name in full. Whenever she does that some serious banters was about to follow.

My heart skipped a million beats.

"Noka came looking for you" she said finally.

I felt like punching someone.

"Noka did what?"
"How did he find me?"
"What does he want?" I asked angrily.

I was pacing up and down now.

"He just appeared with his oyinbo mother"
"I asked who he was and he introduced himself as Noka" she continued.
"He prostrated and was begging me with tears".
"Your daughter witnessed the whole thing"
"She has not allowed me a moment of peace since then".

I was in another world already - the world where I was planning a million ways to kill Noka if I ever lay my eyes on him. I was not going to allow that beast get close to my daughter. She’s mine and mine alone.

The doorbell jolted me out of my thought.

"Who the hell is that?" I blurted out angrily.

I dashed toward the door as if to give the person there a beating of his/her life. I could really be over dramatic when I was angry

I pulled the door opened and I was transfixed.

"Please kill me already" I thought.

Today is really going to be a long day"

"Good morning Jumoke" he said in his regular baritone voice.

"Hi" was the only thing I could manage to say.

Dapo Badejo was standing in front of me life and direct. I must be dreaming.
*NYSC - An acronym for National Youth Service Corps



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smokeydrinky:

When are you going to update Na?

I update on Mondays and Wednesdays So keep it crossed and check this space tomorrow.

Evakinqz:
Seriously LeMubs, lemme tank yu specially for inviting me all the way from ma beloved sexuality section to this beautiful section of good stories....

To the story now:: you really good at wat yu do, just keep the story going nd yu will definitely get more inspiring comments from me...


You r good

*WideGrin Thank you dear

barackodam:
LeMubs sorry to ask, is this an explicit story, if yes, I'd rather it be moved to sexuality....

No,it is not an explicit Story. It is purely a romance fiction.