Hi Everyone. My name is ParrotNG, I just joined Nairaland and hope to make new friends here if you let me. I own a little blog www.parrotng.com. It is an educative, informative and entertaining blog where contributors are allowed too. Kindly check it out.

To start with here, I have a True Life Story to share but you have to be the judge. Though it is in episodes. Thank you.



The Warning

A True Life Story written by ParrotNG - Odunayo Ogunsanwo[i][/i]

Powwwww! The loud slap on Chika's face made the ceiling fan roll. Bayo was a strong willed man that would never allow anything called opposite sex make a sound under his tone. He loves expressing authority as much as he loved his position as the MD of his company.

Chika wouldn't have been a worse wife after all, having trained up his two boys from cradle to Basic three class. She had twins for him seven years before date in what seems to be like an evident absence from her delivery room even up till the babies were two weeks old. The only issue was the same old thing - my career this, my career that. Well, he transferred all the hospital bills via online payment and made excuse that he had to be at an important annual general meeting for a proposed Holdings takeover.

In a silent wail, she exhaled with short gasps looking at Bayo's huge figure which was about to explode anger on her. She could only calculate her paces steps farther behind from him. "How many times do I have to warn you about barging on my privacy? Huh? How many? 50, 100, 200? Must I lose count before you know what I mean by every English word that explains privacy?" Bayo raised his voice louder at shivering Chika. "But what have I done again, Bayo? I only came to inform you about dinner but you served me the weight of your arm on my face. Why?" She gasped in fear of more as she narrated in a more trembling voice. "Oh! Dinner! That gory meal! At the expense of the time zone chats with my Canadian expats? Huh? Now get out and feed the boys! Mine can come later". He slammed the door behind her. Barefooted Chika rushed to the dining, wiping her face with the feathers of her blouse. She had forgotten her flip flops in Bayo's room but would haste fast before the food gets cold.

Just like nothing ever happened from the lobby down the stairs, she wore a warm smile at Timmy and Tammy who held their cutleries high while gazing at the hung flat screen showing cartoon. "Come on boys, let's pray and dine, your dad is busy as usual", she cajoled. Tammy prayed and a lot were discussed about school bugs and bands. They all cleared the table individually. Chika cleaned the dishes while the boys made their bed and got ready for night prayers from mummy. She laid them in and went to her room. On the second thought, she felt it was necessary to remind Bayo of his gettng-cold dinner. She knocked for some time and opened gently after no response came in from the large room half-occupied with books and files. She could see him at a distance in front of a large screen doing what seems to be a presentation. His room was another headquarter from his spacious office on Lagos Island. To his left was another computer screen displaying a board of 'men' seated like an audience.

While Chika was waiting, Bayo did not appear to notice her at all. She closed the door gently behind her and went to her waiting bed. She had been sleeping all alone for weeks. Her pillows get wet each night from uncontrollable tears but she had more problems to deal with than hope things will get better so soon. Not even a notification blink on her phone could move her hands. The whimpers soon made way into a light sleep. In an abrupt moment, she heard a movement down the lobby towards her door knob, opened her eyelids to sense the moving object - it was Bayo by her door. As he opened the door...

Watch out for Episode 2.

Dear Readers: There is going to be a draw at the end of each Episode. To qualify, kindly drop a comment below with your e-mail. I will revert at the end of each episode. Fantastic prizes to be won. *winks*

Well done. But why do you need the e-mail addys?

Well, it is for the draws. It may not be necessary. Like I said I'm new here. Thanks for the acknowledgement too. Cheers!!!

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With all due respect to my new friends here, I will be doing the story twice in a week because of the prize draws. It is not in my intention to make you wait a whole number of days before you have the continuation but trust me and I promise you that this platform is different from what you have always known because of the motivation and rewards for all readers who post their comments. Kindly check my mini-blog www.parrotng.com or let me share with you a story by one of the teen contributors on my blog. called Wuraola by Iminem Asuquo. I love you guys already. Many thanks.

nice one,keep it up.

tfabu:
nice one,keep it up.

Thank you tfabu. Hope you were able to view Wuraola.

Lemme be the first to welcome you aboard.. Welcome to #NL.

Nice post bro, keep it coming.

Thaaaaank you so much. @Sheenor

A nyc story with a bright ending. pls stop it or delete da first part n continue before a plagiarist steals ur wonderful work n enjoys da glory. Many ppl av fallen victims to such ppl who end up abusin writers with insults wen caught. Thnk u

@Lilyomi Thanks a lot. Couple of days ago, close to a week I was banned here. I really do not know what happened and who to report to. Is it because I mentioned giving away gifts and the likes just to compensate my readers? I really do not know why someone would have reported me or something cos that was what I heard. Truly, I have gifts and people are winning already on my Whatsapp, Twitter, Facebook and BBM. I still have loads of vouchers to give away but I am honestly disappointed. I felt Nairaland should have been able to mail me on whatever I've done wrong. I was shocked when I found out I was banned. Thanks for the info.

Too bad

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