Tell me OMA was dreaming. How could she have attempted to kill SEUN? Truth is I felt bad thinking SEUN was dead but glad he didn't die but then dikachi... Women causing problem since the days of eve

Not only his sex life, he doesn't show affection, love, humour and doesn't make oma happy....he's always on his phone when oma is trying to have a conversation with him, he's very distant. So i really can't blame oma, her situation is very understandable.

JeffreyJamez:


Naive, stupid and annoying..

Apart from her husband's sex life, I don't see anything wrong with him honestly... she just hates him because of his way of having sex.

=Nyckeh. thanks babe. accumulated observations cause am. I forgot that part.
still she is nt a committed learner because she see more of Cassie and her life style too. she also did more of accounting too.

@twaci, abeg leave that part. well she is a nymph. she looked caged. some one who has nt explored her teen years. I hop u understand Wat I mean. dating, outings, meeting and making new frds. and her first experience of sex is nothing to write home abt. obinna released a caged tigress.

ItsQuinn:
Not only his sex life, he doesn't show affection, love, humour and doesn't make oma happy....he's always on his phone when oma is trying to have a conversation with him, he's very distant. So i really can't blame oma, her situation is very understandable.

yes I understand u. but not to the extent of plotting to kill her husband all in d name of dikachi. she's just suffering from infatuation, after 6 rounds of sex wt dikachi, she wont feel him again like d call guy. or eventually if she meet anoda cool, more handsome n charming guy, d history will surely repeat itself... she's lost, she just need to trace her steps back. Maybe mountains or valleys will help

ItsQuinn:
Not only his sex life, he doesn't show affection, love, humour and doesn't make oma happy....he's always on his phone when oma is trying to have a conversation with him, he's very distant. So i really can't blame oma, her situation is very understandable.

yes I understand u. but not to the extent of plotting to kill her husband all in d name of dikachi. she's just suffering from infatuation, after 6 rounds of sex wt dikachi, she wont feel him again like d call guy. or eventually if she meet anoda cool, more handsome n charming guy, d history will surely repeat itself... she's lost, she just need to trace her steps back. Maybe mountains or valleys could help

ItsQuinn:
Not only his sex life, he doesn't show affection, love, humour and doesn't make oma happy....he's always on his phone when oma is trying to have a conversation with him, he's very distant. So i really can't blame oma, her situation is very understandable.

yes I understand u. but not to the extent of plotting to kill her husband all in d name of dikachi. she's just suffering from infatuation, after 6 rounds of sex wt dikachi, she wont feel him again like d call guy. or eventually if she meet anoda cool, more handsome n charming guy, d history will surely repeat itself... she's lost, she just need to trace her steps back. Maybe mountains or valleys will help

ItsQuinn:
Not only his sex life, he doesn't show affection, love, humour and doesn't make oma happy....he's always on his phone when oma is trying to have a conversation with him, he's very distant. So i really can't blame oma, her situation is very understandable.

yes I understand u. but not to the extent of plotting to kill her husband all in d name of dikachi. she's just suffering from infatuation, after 6 rounds of sex wt dikachi, she wont feel him again like d call guy. or eventually if she meet anoda cool, more handsome n charming guy, d history will surely repeat itself... she's lost, she just need to trace her steps back. Maybe mountains or valleys could help

[quote author=Nyckeh post=50317921][/quote] I see my twin has joined us . Welcome sweerie

ItsQuinn:
Not only his sex life, he doesn't show affection, love, humour and doesn't make oma happy....he's always on his phone when oma is trying to have a conversation with him, he's very distant. So i really can't blame oma, her situation is very understandable.

In essence you support Oma's attempt to kill her husband. SMH.

I don't support murder but I understand her situation.... and don't forget, she's 17, she's not matured enough to reason properly or logically, instead she's making decisions based on her emotions

Ijaya123:


In essence you support Oma's attempt to kill her husband. SMH.

this twaci go like sex too much in real life o.

jagugu88li:
I see my twin has joined us . Welcome sweerie

Yip yip
though I found the story weird but still enjoyed it cos v heard about Nymphos and do wonder how their lifestyle will be like, thanks for sharing too :-)

jagugu88li:
I see my twin has joined us . Welcome sweerie

Yea yea
Though I found the story weird but still interesting, v heard about "nymphos" and wonder how their lifestyle will be like. Thanks for sharing too :-)

twaci is Bae!!!!!!!!!











OMA nawaa for u oooo!!!




see as dikachi just die. What a waste!!!






I need more Bae..

When good people start dying in a story like this, I start perceiving it might end as a dream o...

Laveda:




She's only 14, Obinna should go easy.

Work on your brain ooo....no be 16 u see now now?

After explorer, you are the next person I have followed this long on NL. Nice job. More pls

Laveda:


I need a DIKACHI in my life.

don't be scared to try me out....I'm a Doctor in d making but I don't use glasses...

Laveda:


I need a DIKACHI in my life.

don't be scared to try me out....I'm a Doctor in d making but I don't use glasses...

have been following from day 1...but,i have to comment now..twaci! you are d bomb.. i pity dikashi guy...omolomo com die put cox of one sensless pigeon...puna sef...

U got me glued to my fone screen. Kudos dear, more ink to ur pen

twaci u have kill me already with no update today
what happened

Good morning Twaci. Something tells me the story would soon end. PLS make sure it doesn't end well for damilola

ROYH dear, pls get your butt over here

Twaci Hava now? Have you forgotten us here? Abi D transformer that feeds your area yaff blow like Bibi's? Abi you don forget yourself sleep off for other room? Abeg get over here before I arrange my boys o

Twaci is the story ova

Warfibabe:
I know dis is a dream! Oma wake up soon.

keep dreaming girl. sobbing, oh kachi, why do u have to go.

twaci luv,pls update us as soon as possible.

laikas:
ROYH dear, pls get your butt over here

am Here B4 In Ghost Mode..ALREADY BREACHED ... THANKS For The Mention.

The most aggrieved person at that point was seûn, Dikachi shouldn't have beaten him. Even if he had to, why not get the gun far away from seűn's reach?
The only one that deserves to be shot is Oma

I woke with a start.

I looked around with a frown and squinted, the room was bright, bright enough to hurt my eyes. With a yawn I stretched and slowly sat up. My head hurt and my mouth tasted like lead. I winced as I tired to move, my body joints screamed in pains.

What was I doing on the floor?

I touched my face with a deeper frown, why does my face hurt so much?

My eyes fell on the blood stains on my blouse, hands, legs, they were all over me. Then the memories kicked in, hard and mercilessly and I was left breathless. With a hand to my chest I remembered all that had happened the night before, the pain and the hurt of yesterday.

Dikachi was dead.

My hands shook and my heart raced faster. Dikachi was dead?! The man that had truly cared for me was dead! I touched my lips, they felt cold, they felt alone. He was dead! He had been killed by Seun! Oh no!

I ignored the pains, sprang up and ran to the door. I tried to open it but couldn't, it was locked. I panicked, I was breathless in fear and thoughtless in anger. All I wanted was to run out, to see if all I had remembered truly happened, to see if my Dikachi was truly dead, to strangle my husband if he truly was.

I banged on the door angrily. "Open this door!"

No reply.

I pounded my fists on the door, my body numb from all it had been through. I didn't care, not even when they bled. "Seun open this door!"

Silence.

"Seun!" I cried. "Open this door! Let me out! Let me out now! Seun! SEUN!!"

Nothing, no reply.

I screamed like a wild animal and pulled the door knob. I pounded, kicked, scratched, still the door didn't bulge. Filled with hate and blinded with fury, I rushed to the table and pushed everything down. I kicked the table, pulled the mirror down and smashed.

I was mad and on rampage and didn't care. Nothing mattered it me, not when I flung a large piece of the broken mirror at the television, not even when my hands bled from the cuts the broken shards. I pulled and pushed everything I touched, I wanted to destroy everything.

The door was flung open and I saw my husband. The monster.

With a scream I rushed at him with a piece of the broken mirror, intent on cutting his eyes out but was thrown back when his fist met my face. I staggered and fell on the floor, my sight had darkened drastically. But he did not stop there, he rushed after me and punched me, again and again till my mouth was filled with blood. My eyes hurt, my head screamed in pains, I could barely breathe.

He held me down. "Look at what you have done!"

Another punch followed.

"Leave me alone!" I cried as blood ran from my mouth down to my neck. "You monster!"

"Me? A monster?! Me a monster?!" He grabbed my head and struck it on the tiled floor.

I gasped as I felt my head crack, the pain was close to none. I tried to push him away but he punched me again. I was weak.

As I was slowly sucked into darkness, I saw Dikachi smile at me.


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I opened my eyes as I felt something warm touch me. I looked up to see my husband, he had rolled up his sleeves and held a towel. There was a small bucket on the table. I tried to move my arms and noticed something held me to the bedposts, not just my hands but feet too. I was cuffed.

I watched as he soaked the towel in the bucket of water, squeezed it and wiped my bloodied arm. He did it so gently and lovingly that one would doubt that he was the one that he had hit me a while ago. He looked up and caught my gaze.

"Good morning." He said softly with a smile.

I frowned. Was it another morning? I ignored him and turned to the window. I noticed the room was still messed up and the television was damaged.

He continued with what he did.

After a while he was done with my arms, laps and came to my face. He tried to turn my face to him but I refused. I couldn't stand him.

"Oma." He began softly. "Please let's not do this again."

I didn't move, my eyes were glued to Cassie's balcony. How I wished she was around.

"Oma please. Please look at me."

I wished he was dead. I wished I was dead.

"Oma." There was a hint of impatience in his voice.

I turned to look at him and smiled. "Go away."

"Oma don't do this."

"I hate you." I said.

"You don't mean that." He replied with a smile.

"I wish you had died!" I muttered.

"No Oma, you don't. And I don't mind killing more of your boyfriends to prove it to you. You can't do without me."

I frowned. He was sick! I tried to hit him but my hands were restrained. I fell back to bed weakly. "I hate you!"

He squeezed the towel and gently cleaned my face. "No you don't Oma."

I screamed in frustration and tried to bite his hand but he drew back quickly and glared at me. He slapped me hard. "Stop that!"

I screamed again and spat in his face. I was mad, I hated him with so much passion that I couldn't stand him.

He slapped me again. "Stop this!"

I spat on his face again and again and didn't stop till my mouth was dry.

"Oma!" He yelled in anger and grabbed my throat.

I choked as his grip went harder and harder and tried to struggle. "Stop! Seun stop!"

He held on. "I will kill you! I swear I will kill you!"

The restraints made it hard for me to move. "Kill me? What will you tell people?! What will you tell my mother?!"

He stopped and pulled away, first in thought then he smiled sinisterly . "Accidents happen Oma, or don't they?"

I swallowed in fear.


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For two weeks my husband took care of me. He would come in in the morning, afternoon and evening to spoon feed me, and then stay with me through the night to talk. Most times he was the only one that talked while I glared at him, I didn't want to have anything to do with him. I couldn't forgive him for what he had done.

I knew he couldn't keep up to the routine though, he was an impatient man and had other things to do. True to my assumptions, he didn't come in as usual, rather, a familiar face did. One that I could not wait to strangle.

Damilola.

I frowned as she walked in with a tray and stopped few feet from me. She looked at the cuffs that held me, my face, and smirked. "Look who has gone mad."

I eyed her.

She walked closer still, kept the tray on the table and sat beside me. "You look bad, very bad. One could hardly recognize you with these scars on your face! How the mighty have fallen!"

"Get away from me." I warned her and looked away.

"Or else?" She said mockingly.

She touched my hair and I flinched back in anger. "Stay away from me Dami!"

She held my face, her eyes dark and angry. "Just look at you! Look at what you have done to yourself! You brought this upon yourself so don't pour out your anger on me, okay?!"

My eyes shot daggers at her.

"You can hate me all you want." She said with a smile and left my face. "I really don't care how you feel about me anymore. Really, you can burn up in your hate."

I ignored her.

She stared at me for a while and went back to the tray to serve out the food. "You really thought you could eat your cake and have it Oma," she began with a sigh. "I was on my own till you came along and lured me into something which I had thought was beautiful. You changed me, made me feel special, like a woman."

I hissed. I really regretted it.

"Then you changed. You left me and you changed. For who? That crazed woman that does nothing but drink all day. Did u sleep with her? Huh?"

She came closer. "Oma did you sleep with her."

"I don't want to ever see your face again Dami." I muttered. "Else I might do something stupïd. Just go away. I'd rather Bisi attend to me."

She scoffed. "Bisi and Esther are gone. Your husband fired them."

"And he retained you huh? Hope he fücks u nicely, but knowing my husband, I doubt that."

She frowned at me for a while. "You can say anything you want Oma. I did all these things to get back at you. To bring you back to your senses-"

"And at what cost?!" I spat. "A guy is dead because of you!"

She froze. "Your husband told me. But I did not know that would happen! I didn't know you would be so stupïd to try to kill your husband either. Not when I saw you buy the poison, not when you hid it. I had seen you and had hinted your husband about it but saw it as nothing. I was even surprised when he asked me to pour it out and replace it with sweetened water, guess he had seen what I hadn't. He had seen the devil in you."

"Just get out Dami."

She continued as if I had said nothing. "I feel bad for your dead lover. He was dragged into this mess by you, the same you that had started it. You messed everything up."

Her eyes glistened as she reached out and touched my cheek. Her hand felt cold and coarse. "I feel pity for you Oma-"

Out of pure instinct and hatred I bit her hand and held on to it. She screamed and tried to pull away but I held on with all my might. The harder she pulled, the stronger my bite became. I smiled when I tasted blood.

She panicked and slapped me hard. I screamed at her and smiled when she ran back.

"You have gone mad!" She yelled and checked her injured hand. The bite had gone deep and had drawn blood, it looked really gruesome.

I laughed. "That is just a grain of sand compared to what I will do to you when I get my freedom."

Her eyes were filled with fear. "You have gone mad."

I spat blood out of my mouth and eyed her as she ran out from the room.

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I opened my eyes with the feeling that someone stared at me and quickly turned to see Dami. She sat on a chair, which had been pulled close to the bed and observed me. Her injured hand had been bandaged and while the other hand held a towel. I looked away weakly and closed my eyes. My arms and thighs felt numb from being stretched out for too long and I wished could die, die and be relieved of it all.

"How do you do it?" She asked.

I didn't reply but she continued anyway.

"How do you manage to be this determined? You have been cuffed for over two weeks now and you are not broken still. How do you do it? I know I would have died by now if I were in your shoes."

One would think I had slept off.

I heard her stand and opened my eyes to see her walk close. She dipped the towel in a bucket that had been kept on the table beside the bed and squeezed it. "It's bath time."

What she had referred to as a bath was the daily ritual of cleaning my body with a towel my husband had carried out. No one asides him had done it so I was angry when she said she wanted to do it.

"Where is Seun?"

Not that I cared, I had rather he did it instead of her.

"Went out of town. Will be back in four days time."

"Then I will wait. I don't want a bath."

She laughed. "Don't be ridiculous."

"I am serious. Don't touch me."

She stared at me, towel in hand. "What is your problem with me? What did I ever do to you?"

I ignored her.

She came close and dabbed the towel on my face. "You should know that I have forgiven you. I no longer hold a grudge against you and would consider it if you suggest that you come back together."

"Are you mad?!" I shot angrily. How could one be so insensitive and stupïd at the same time?! Here I was angry at her and my husband over the murder of the one guy I had truly loved and there she was with nothing but rubbish to spew.

She looked at me for a while. "Oma, what is done is done. You can't hate me forever."

"Rot in hell."

"And I feel you should be nicer to me since I hold the keys to those cuffs on you. I could give you your freedom."

"I would rather stay here, cuffed to this bed and punched a thousand times by Seun than warm up to you. You are an evil selfish bïtch that should be stabbed right in the heart and burned!-"

"Oma!"

"-and I swear that I would do just that once I am out of here!-"

She threw the towel at me. "Stop this! Stop! I am trying to make things right between us!"

"Fùck you."

"Oma, you can't continue like this! I know you despise your husband and wants your freedom! I can give you that, I can give you that and more-"

"Leave me alone."

"Oma I love you!"

If my hands had been free, I would have choked her to death. "Get away from me!"

"Oma-"

"I hate you! I hate everything about you!" I cried as I thought of Dikachi. "You made me lose the one person I loved the most! The one person that mattered to me! You and Seun! You two are murderers! Murderers!"

She sighed. "I will give you time to think about it. I could help you get back at Seun, I could give you your freedom. I just beg that you don't hate me anymore."

I broke down in tears as memories of the one guy I had ever loved filled my head.

She picked the towel from me and left the room with the bucket.

Sorry dears, I have been very very VERY busy (and still is) and the light situation here ain't helping either.

I will try to do the best I can though.

As for #teamDikachi, sorry, it wasn't a dream

Good evening

thanks 4 d update, no prbs twaci i cnt get angry @u no mata what.

Yea! Yea Twaci! It wasn't a dream! I'm awake now. Thanks for your effort cos this story I'm sure is entertaining more than you think. Let's see how things unfold but Heyyy I hope cassie is not outta this beautiful story Weldone!

Mehn mehn mehn! !!!!!! This one strong no b small o. Na so person dey take die?; abeg someone should alert them dikachi friends now, they need to trace the death. Cassie needs to get back ASAP


Nice work Twaci; this one you're having issue with power supply in Your hood now; na wha o