ikombe:
Wait make i flog am small abeg

Chumzypinky:
lol. Ikombe and Wizsolzy, my able bodies

Chumzypinky:

lol. Ikmbe and Wizsolzy, my able bodies

ikombe:
We no dey carry last. Anybody wey try nonesense na 6ft sure pass

do4luv14:


so to eye mumsi CHUMZYPINKY nah nonsense abi,
abi you no no say she fine ehn,



momsi PINKY nice story, pls let it roll, nxt plz

ikombe:
Even if she fine like beyonce , you nono say na person wife

No try dat kinda rough play again oh

do4luv14:

you mean say mak ah no appreciate her again, hmmmmm

ikombe:
Missperfect28
Nne you look splendid
Am sure the heavens are missing an angel now

ikombe:
Appreciate her work not her appearance

Missperfect28:
LOL,tanks

ikombe:
Missperfect28
Nne you look splendid
Am sure the heavens are missing an angel now

Chumzypinky:

in my thread?

ikombe:
i also leave in united states of surulere. How come have i not seen an angel like you pass by

Chumzypinky:
in my thread?

do4luv14:


hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

ikombe:
Mummy no vex na

You know say i no dey chase woman anyhow like my bro wizsolzy .

This babe snatched my breathe na why i wan investigate her matter small

do4luv14:
i wonder ooo chaii

ikombe:
wetin happen na

Chumzypinky:
CHAPTER THREE....Tradition.
'my son is proving stubborn about this whole marriage thing' Lolo said 'but dont worry my friend, i'm sure he'll come around'

Mrs Freda Ibe smiled 'i dont blame him. He never wanted to be Igwe right from time'

'he doesnt want it but he has no choice. As for me, i cannot sit and watch someone else take what belongs to my son. He wants Ikemba to take over but over my dead body! I married the Igwe first and i bore him a son first, someone else cannot come and claim whats not his. As his mother, i refuse to that'

'you've just said it all my friend. Dike is the crownprince of Umuzulu and he's a very intelligent man. There's no doubt that the current Igwe would be leaving this community in good hands by the time he's gone'

'i just thank God for giving a wonderful son like Dike. Though he could be stubborn sometimes..really stubborn'

'i understand'

'what about Mia?'

'Mia's fine. You didnt ask about Shivani'

'oh! I forgot. How's she?'

'she's fine as well'

'has she consented to the marriage proposal?'

'Shivani has no choice. She does whatever i ask of her'

'then she must be very loyal'

'extremely loyal. Thats why i dont joke with her in all ramifications...she's the apple of my eyes'

'your daughters must be well-trained then. I especially like Mia, though i havent met Shivani yet. But when Igwe wanted one of Ibe's daughters to be Dike's last wife, i was thinking Mia would be the one'

Mrs Freda shifted uncomfortably 'i chose Shivani because i knew she would be a better candidate for Dike. Shivani is a very good and well-mannered girl. Mia's...Mia's, just...she's not very well-cultured as you all think her to be. I'm sure Dike wont be able to tolerate her extremely bad character'

'oh! But Mia doesnt strike me as that kind of girl. I see her as a very respectful child'

'it is the rat that lives inside the house that knows the condition of everything in the kitchen Lolo. You wont be able to tolerate Mia's behaviour Lolo. I wont lie about my daughter's behavior will i? I wont want to paint my own daughter black, will i? Infact, i'm only telling you this because you're my closest friend. I wont disclose this to outsiders'

'i completely understand you. I think from henceforth, i'll start snubbing Mia kind of. She must not be a very good girl from what you're telling me'

'exactly my friend. The wise men say too much play causes insults. Dont pay attention to Mia anymore, she's just a useless child'

'i've heard you dear'

Freda smiled proudly. It wasnt as if she hated Mia or anything, but she believed Shivani deserved better.
She had grown up in abject poverty. A home where they could barely feed twice a day.
And then she had married a man who was much more poorer than they even were. If only she had known better, she would never have married him. But she had loved him and had thought love was everything.

She worked harder and even became thinner than she had been before marrying him. That was when the hatred for him began. She picked up quarels at every little thing, and was always ready to remind him what a disgrace to manhood he was that he couldnt provide for himself and his wife.

It took three years after marriage before Shivani came. Shivani's birth changed everything, or so she believed. That was when her secret affair with the Igwe had begun.

She had had little crying Shivani strapped to her back, walking along the road with a basket full of vegetables on her head. With little Shivani crying, all she could plead for was for her to get home quickly so she could breastfeed her.

That was when the Igwe's entourage passed. He has been filled with pity and sympathy for her. He had given her some money that day and told her to come see him at the palace the next day.

She had gone and the rest they said was history. Their secret affair started.

And nobody knew about it.

Even till now, they still met once in a while.

To her, if Shivani hadnt been crying, Igwe wouldnt have stopped and besides, another reason she would never let Mia marry Dike, was because she wasnt sure of Mia's paternity. It was 50-50. It could have been Chukwuka, her late husband, it could have been Igwe. She wasnt entirely sure.

Mia could be Dike's half-sister. She didnt know but she wasnt ready to take such risks.

'.....the jewelry was a...'

'pardon?' she cut in immediately. She hadnt been paying attention to what the Lolo had been saying.

'i was saying that i lost a particular necklace this month. Though i only discovered it got missing yesterday, i dont know when it got missing exactly. The necklace's diamond. One of my favourites'

She shifted again uncomfortable. She remembered the necklace vividly and she was the one who had taken it 'i'm very sorry dear. I'm sure you'll get a new one soon'

'i'll let Igwe handle that' The Lolo smiled.

Freda just rolled her eyes.

TBC

uniqueogo:
I cannot just come and be reading this sweet story by mummy chumzypinky as not be commenting
Nna eh the wonderful woman Don dey bust my brain with her stories for a while now
Nne I twale for you... more ink to ur pen, more grease to ur elbow..... and lastly more food to ur table mummy pinky I di sharp

Chumzypinky:
Tradition...

'is it my fault that Dike has refused to marry a seventh wife? Why are you putting the whole blame on me now Igwe?' Lolo questioned as she sat up on the bed, her back to the board.

'you're his mother. And you've always been close to him. Whatever decision he takes, you should always be beside him, advicing him to make the right choices Lolo. I dont know what its going to take of you, but i'll rather advice you speak to Dike. I will not tolerate him not showing up on the marriage day. I'm warning you Lolo' The Igwe said harshly.

'so what if i dont speak to him? Whats your duty as his father?' She retorted.

'i have told you all i have to say Lolo. If you dont do this, then its your concern, i've said my own'

'Igwe, i dont even know what to say to you, i dont! Is it my fault that your son doesnt listen to you? If you as a father cant speak to your son and get him to listen, how then is it my problem? Why do you like placing your failures as my head, eh?'

Igwe stared at the Lolo, then shook his head 'you have no shame Ngozi, just look at the way you speak to your husband'

'and the only reason i'm sitted here listening to all the rubbish you have to say is because you're the Igwe and i'm only according you the respect deserved by an Igwe, not as a husband' Lolo said with a loud hiss.

'sometimes i wonder what i've ever done to you Lolo, why do you disrespect me in this manner?'

Lolo just rolled her eyes.

'everyone knows that of all my wives, you're my favourite. We've been together for a very long time. I married you when i was fourteen years old Lolo and now i'm fifty. We've been together for twenty six years Ngozi, why dont you still understand me till now? I give you everything you've ever requested from me. I shower you with love that your co-wives are envious of. But when it comes to respect, i recieve more respect from the other women than i recieve from the woman i love the most. Isnt this wickedness?'

'you're just trying to make me feel guilty Igwe'

'this is not me trying to make you feel guilty. Its me trying to make you understand that you keep on hurting me everytime'

She kept mute.

'i know sometimes, i try to place the responsibility of Dike on you. But you should try to understand that as the Igwe, i have so many things on my hands too. I have this community to run. I have the seven clans under my community to run as well. Sometimes, i just need little assistance from you as well'

'i have heard'

'this is not a matter of "i have heard" Ngozi. This is a matter of...'

'i said i have heard now Igwe!' She said slapping her palms on her thighs impatiently 'would you just let me sleep now?! I would be at Dike's office tomorrow morning. Goodnight please' And with that, she laid on her bed and faced the opposite direction.

***

Dike hadnt been expecting his mother at his office so early in the morning. He had just resumed work and was clearing his desk when he had several cars trooping into the company.

So he had peeped from his window, and he had seen the Queen's entourage, five cars as usual.

He watched his mother stepped down from the dark Landrover looking elegant and sparkling as usual, emitting royalty and wealthiness.

He wondered what she was here for.

He just sat back waiting for her. In less than five minutes, his intercom rang. It was his secretary calling to inform his his mother was waiting to see him 'let her in' he said simply.

And in another three minutes, his mother was in his office.

'good morning mum' he said going for an embrace.

'good morning my darling, how are you today?' She took a seat.

'i'm doing great mum. You look so beautiful this morning'

'thanks' She looked at herself proudly 'and you look dashing'

'thanks. How was the journey down here?'

'oh it was great. We were actually held by traffic. We were supposed to have been here ealier than this'

'if you had been here earlier than this then you wouldnt have met me here for i'm just resuming'

'you work too hard for a boss my son'

'if i have to succeed with my business, then i'll have to work harder' He shrugged.

'and if i may ask, what happens to all of this when you become king? I tell you my son, handling the community is a task on its own, and then when you couple it with this big empire you're building? I'm sorry son but in no time, you'll have to give up on this business, just very soon'

His countenance changed 'that never happening mother'

His mother laughed 'thats happening already dear. You'll be king. Very soon'

It was his turn to laugh now 'you have such high dreams mum'

'and thats because i trust my son would make the right decision'

'yeah. I'm actually making the right decision as it is. Because i'm never going to be king'

She frowned 'Dike, you cant mean that, do you?'

'dont you trust me to make the right decisions anymore mother?'

'Dike!'

He just laughed. He was never going to rule Umuzulu, that was his decision.

TBC

kingofcasting:
nice.

kingofcasting:

kingofcasting: