TBM please give us update, hope you're doing okay.

Checked COUNTLESS times without seeing update. Tbm hope u are fine

Tbm dear, wia is th update o. Your story is d best i eva read on nl

ghettochild:
Guys we have to buy darous a new android fone...
Let's decide which one to buy n how to contribute the money...
Its the best thing we can do.

i beliv u ar capable enof to buy him one android phone. Thdats if you reali mean it.

ghettochild:
Guys we have to buy darous a new android fone...
Let's decide which one to buy n how to contribute the money...
Its the best thing we can do.

hW abt u tel us hW much u can donate? 20k? 30k? 40k? 50k? So we cn knw hW much we go put. Tecno camon cm is 45k. Spark2 is 40k. Tecno k7 is 35k. Or if na infinix, we go see Note4 at 50k. Or lessa price.

Yu av a gre8 idea but, lets see if u can follow it up. Am in sha.

I started reading in April 2017 when I moved to south africa...
And in 2020 we putting this up as a series in naija.... Online n national TVs..
I'm already in talks with a movie company here...
So they decided its gonna be a 2020 project as they have projects on ground

anoda gre8 idea here. Only if u kan follw it up. Expectin yur reply

Tbm, na d 4th tym wey ah go read d last update be diz o. Plz update o. Am missing Darous in action. Thans

Well done TheBlessedMAN
Please answer these questions to clear my head here
1. Did you confess to Joke that you fu**k Nike?
2. Please who is Lewis again? Please remind me it's being a while we heard of him in this story.
3. How did Lewis know about you and your past?
4 Where is Nike and Chris? Does Nike lives alone with the baby or stays with Joke?

Sweet popcorn for you my man

jagugu88li...mtchwww ...the lazy girly. All she good at this day is food, yet I can't perceive the aroma in my abode here
O ya go and read chapter 147 ...you will love it ...romance thing (that is the only thing you like apart from food and gossiping)
Sweet popcorn for you jhoor

The gods are watching ooo

oga na 2022 u 1 complete d story

Tor

TheBlessedMAN:
you'd be surprised when the story ends with the next two or three updates.

I swear i would have updated, but, presently am in Lanlate. At my grandpa's house (my late daddy's dad). I have been finding it difficult to type with so many distractions, like, visiting my late daddy's friends, former teachers, pastors, garrage friends and younger friends.

In fact, the only place am yet to visit is the house of his ex-girlfriends.

Please bear with me. One thing is certain sha. This story is ending this year. Whether through Summarising or typing below standard, i must finish it this YEAR. Countless mustn't waste my time next year like it did this year.

Aren't you visiting his ancestors? if there is any platform one can access the complet story of countless and tradition pls link me it.

TheBlessedMAN:
you'd be surprised when the story ends with the next two or three updates.

I swear i would have updated, but, presently am in Lanlate. At my grandpa's house (my late daddy's dad). I have been finding it difficult to type with so many distractions, like, visiting my late daddy's friends, former teachers, pastors, garrage friends and younger friends.

In fact, the only place am yet to visit is the house of his ex-girlfriends.

Please bear with me. One thing is certain sha. This story is ending this year. Whether through Summarising or typing below standard, i must finish it this YEAR. Countless mustn't waste my time next year like it did this year.

tak ur tym bro. No rushing. 200yrz tu cum, i remain loyal.

I can't wait for the next up date... God bless the blessman

Splendour24:
I can't wait for the next up date... God bless the blessman

yu r new on Nairaland. Welcome

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TheBlessedMAN:
you'd be surprised when the story ends with the next two or three updates.

I swear i would have updated, but, presently am in Lanlate. At my grandpa's house (my late daddy's dad). I have been finding it difficult to type with so many distractions, like, visiting my late daddy's friends, former teachers, pastors, garrage friends and younger friends.

In fact, the only place am yet to visit is the house of his ex-girlfriends.

Please bear with me. One thing is certain sha. This story is ending this year. Whether through Summarising or typing below standard, i must finish it this YEAR. Countless mustn't waste my time next year like it did this year.

thanks for the reply n sorry about ur deceased but pls jst summon courage and end d story dis yr as u said. thanks broda mahn

Take your time sir we the loyal ones will remain till wheneva you finish this story at your convenient pace.

Ghettochild, what are you saying about the gift we are giving Darous. Your attention is urgently needed.

wahlahi dis iz the best story ever,i promice u if u publish am ehn he go hit world best-selling record oh,in fact am short of words,thank u o tbm jah bless

TheBlessedMAN:
you'd be surprised when the story ends with the next two or three updates.

I swear i would have updated, but, presently am in Lanlate. At my grandpa's house (my late daddy's dad). I have been finding it difficult to type with so many distractions, like, visiting my late daddy's friends, former teachers, pastors, garrage friends and younger friends.

In fact, the only place am yet to visit is the house of his ex-girlfriends.

Please bear with me. One thing is certain sha. This story is ending this year. Whether through Summarising or typing below standard, i must finish it this YEAR. Countless mustn't waste my time next year like it did this year.

TBM Finally I Catch Up With D Story More Strenqht To Ur Elbow

148. COUNTLESS.


After Lewis had left, Joke dashed out immediately to give the gateman explicit instructions not to let anyone enter unless a direct permission from either of us.

Meanwhile, during her temporary absence from my presence, a peace I had never felt since my three months sojourn descended on me. My troubled heart melted. I held my head in a firm grip and gave the ceiling a long stare. I struggled to fight off the insurgency of tears that was planning to attack the melete base of my cheeks, but due to poor funding of my willpower, I lost the battle.

While weeping silently,
I could feel something break in me, something like a piece of ice crashing from the side of a glacier in the titanic movie and dissolving into the calm waters below.

Everything still felt like a dream to me. When I say everything, am talking of how my re-union with my wife just went smoothly. I never expected it to turn out easily like what just happened moments ago.

With crossed arms, I sat back on the sofa, still feeling dumbstruck at the rememberance of everything that happened.

Could this really be real? Am I really having this moment?
Has Joke really accepted me back to her life?
Has she truly forgave me? Sincerely?

All these questionable thoughts further broke my willpower against the dam of tears residing in the confinements of my eyes.

Joke returned to the waiting room before I could find answers to those nagging questions and she went straight for my hands.

I surrendered to her as she guided me to the familiar main sitting room.

After serving me a chilled chivita juice and snacks, she sat down beside me. And that moment signalled the commencement of a seamless flow of over three hours discussion that was mainly full of gists.

All the inhibitions I had earlier when our eyes first met had taken the shortest cut out of the air. We were so eager to catch up on the past three months we've spent apart.

She told me of how difficult it was for her to stop Nike and Lewis from publicizing my trespasses.

"I don't understand" I blurted out. "why did you stopped her? We both know I deserve every image spoiling scheme your sister must have planned for me. Why did you?"

She smiled wryly and entwined my arms with hers. "I couldn't bear to see you suffer... As you can see, my love for you far outweighs every gravity of sins ...."

I was nearly drooling all over myself as she talked. This is beyond my deepest imaginations. At that moment, It was very hard for me to believe that despite everything I've done, karma and fate would still let me have a taste of what true love really means. Then it would be safe to say, I'm the most luckiest man to ever liveth.

"Sweetheart," I called softly after she stopped talking.

"yes?" She encouraged with a soft tone.

"I just want to ask you this question...."

"hun-hun?"

"why did you love me so much? After everything I've done to your family? Please, tell me..." In a curious voice, I asked her.

"well, after I found out about your relationship with my mum and how you are related to Chris, truly, I was mad at you. I was very angry at myself for loving someone like you. I vowed to hate you forever. I vowed to make you suffer, but after three days of not seeing you or hearing from you, I became aggitated and worried, thinking something bad has happened to you. To make matters worse, Nike showed me the text she sent you. Ah, I couldn't sleep for four days. And that started affecting my health that was just getting better.
Doctor Larah had to assure me that all would be well. I spent three weeks at the hospital. When I returned to your house, your mother and friends came to pay us a visit. They are still unaware of what happened. So, I told them that you travelled for an important business since the day of our wedding. Just to erase every traces of doubt from their minds, Lewis had to arrange a fake call to one of his friends in Canada to speak to them on your behalf." She paused briefly and sighed. "you know, a yoruba adage says, Oko mi ku, san ju oko mi nu lo,( literally means, a dead husband is better than a missing husband.)."

"eh, it is Omo eni ku san ju Omo eni nu lo, not Oko eni ku..."

"I know..." She snapped jokingly. "is it your adage?"

We both laughed briefly before she continued.

"I searched two months for you before I resigned to my faith in God. I would have gone to the radio, but I didn't want your mother to be troubled. You see, even though my mind wants me to hate you, but my heart will never allow that. Since I've known you, my heart has always won against whatever my mind proposed against you. I prayed to God for your safe return. I fasted and prayed fervently. Now 3months after, you came back to me. So to answer your question of why I love you so much, the answer is simple. I love you because the whole universe conspired together to bring you back to me. So, who am I to question the ways of the universe? Now you see why loving you is a task till death do us part!"

I was so caught up in my own emotions after she concluded her statements that I didn't know when tears started flowing again.
This woman is truly my own kryptonite.

Obviously as it turns out now, no amount of Lana Lang, or Chloe Sullivan on my path can stop my Clark Kent from ending up with Lois Lane, with whom I can conviniently share my deepest, darkest, blackest, un-PHCN, un-bleaching and dark-complexioned secrets without fear.

"does that mean you have forgiven me totally?" I blurted out again while she held my palms in her tender and soft hands.

She dimmed her eyes. "honey, forgiveness is not about forgiving that person that has wronged you. Its about forgetting the past so that you can move on. Its also about finding balance between the offence and the feelings you have for that person. In this case, I weighed both and realise that my love for you far outweighs your errors."

"hmmm, really?"

She nodded affirmatively. "erm, you still remember my vows on our wedding day right?" She raised a questioning brow.

I squeezed my face trying to recollect her vows but I couldn't remember her exact words.

"No, I don't." I surrendered.

"look at you, its not even up to 4months yet and you've forgotten the most important part of that day..."

I chuckled wryly. "no mind me jare....but if the hearer can not remember, I believe the tolder should bail..."

"shhhhhh" She placed her index finger on my lips. "ok. I will bail you out." She cleared her throat and began. "these are my vows for you.

Darous, I believe in you, I mean the person you will grow to be and the couple we will be together. With my whole heart, I take you as my husband, acknowledging and accepting your faults and strengths, as you do mine. I will be yours in plenty and in want, in sickness and in health, in failure and in triumph. I will dream with you, celebrate with you and walk beside you through whatever our lives may bring." She held both sides of my neck and gave me a passionate stare. "because Dear, you are my person, my love and my life, today, always and forever... These are the words of my vows to you Darling and I still meant every word. If the past is not enough to make me withdraw on them, " She shrugged. "I don't think the future stands any chance." She ended and, slowly as if I was in a trance, I watched as she moved closer to me and sealed my lips with her own lips. We kissed and kissed for a couple of minutes before the ringing of her phone disrupted the moment of bliss we were enjoying.

"Lewis calling me." She showed me the caller and picked it. The speaker was on so I was able to listen on their conversation.
Lewis had called to confirm if she really meant her words on forgiving me and taking me back. Joke reiterated to him in a vehement manner that her decision is final.

"whats wrong with you Adejoke? You can't just go about clothing and feeding every hungry looking dog that once bite you. Some might just need a little strenght to bite you again." Lewis argued.

Joke released an evidently frustrated sigh before replying him.

"Lewis, I appreciate your sarcasm. But no one is a dog here. Darous will forever remain my husband. The sooner you can get that into your head, the better for your sanity."

That sounds harsh, but I loved it.

"well, if thats your choice,..." Lewis said. "then, like I said earlier, enjoy your wretched marriage..."

"is it your marriage?" Suprisingly, Joke and I both blurted out at him in unison just before he murdered the call.
We exchanged funny glances and busted into an uproar of laughter.

After the laughter had subsided, I asked of her sister and my child.

"eeyah, and they just left this last week o."

"to where?" I queried curiously.

"to america ofcos. Nike still studies over there."

"hmm. But why did she have to go with Chris? How will she cope with her studies with that boy around?" I stressed concernly.

"you talk as if you don't know my sister.. If there is anyone who can handle the weirdest pressures of this world, I think my sister is that person."

'She seems very proud of her sister with the kind of amusing look on her face when she talked. Or wait, is that even an amusing look? Let me check her face again.

Confirmed. That look isn't an amusing one. It's sarcastic in its most sambisa (hideous) one. Could that statement of hers in anyway be a close relative of sarcasm too? Is she trying to tell me in a subtle way that her sister has already told her that she once had sex with me? Hmmm. This is serious. But the Joke I know can't be this lenient about such grave matters. She doesn't have a strong suit at keeping the most thought-provoking secrets. The only secret I could remember her handling well was when she had to live a pretentious life as a crippled girl. Even that one gan self, she blew it right away, when the saga involving me, Pretty and Beauty ended with the intervention of the police.

Hmmmmm, going by all that, I don't think she knows about my sexcapade with her sister.'

.The ringing of her phone disrupted the moment and she proceeded to receive the call hence granting me the time needed to have a quick but thorough thinking.

'Telling her that ugly revelation, and knowing the kind of woman I married, I might place this moment of bliss we are having in a costly jeopardy. And thats one thing I wouldn't want. Not now. Not after everything I'd suffered before getting in her good books again.

I remembered one of the statements of my Therapists regarding secret keepings.

She said and I quote. "There are two categories of secrets. Single Secrets and Married Secrets. Single secrets are grave secrets that only certain individual knows about. Married secrets are the secrets you've already shared with someone. And the fact that their status still remained Married is simply because they are not as grave as the Single types."

So, if I'm to put her words into this my present situation, it means some secrets needs to remain in their father's house forever. Marrying them off to demanding suitors like my wife can cause a great calamity. Unless this secret am keeping is a prostitute one, (i.e, getting out through a third party), I think I have nothing to lose by keeping it to myself, atleast for now.

Even if my therapist was to be here, she would have advocated that I should not tell her about my affairs with her sister. Because thats the right-est thing to do. Its all about doing what I think is right and damn the consequences.

On the other hand, assuming she's already aware of my affairs with Nike and she had decided to put it in the sarcastic zone instead of coming headstraight with it, then it means she also doesn't want to spoil our moment of re-union.' I concluded those thoughts in my mind.

The call ended and we talked for some minutes about other related things before she left me to go and cook in the kitchen.

_


10pm of that sunday arrived and I was still inside my wife's house.

Earlier, or let me say around 3:15pm, Joke and I had both gone out to some of our friend's house. From, Efe's (which was closer) to Collin's, to Jide's, to the church where we had our wedding and finally to a Unisex salon where I was given back my handsome looks.

I had told everyone we met at every place we went that I just returned from a business trip overseas to correlate the exact thing my wife had told them before. Funnily, no one detected a foul play.

Initially, I was afraid Lewis would have sold me out to atleast our friends, but I was wrong. None of them knew a damn thing. They all gave us a very nice welcome.

We finished eating around 9:25pm at the dinning table.

Now claded in my CK boxers and singlet, I feel very comfortable at home.

The two of us were alone in the whole lightened house.
Joke was now claded in a white bikini top and a blue ruffled edge bumshorts that revealed a major part of her mouthwatering sexy body. I couldn't stop myself from salivating at her sexy appearance.
My konji was semi-hard as I kept my eyes on her volumptuous outlooks.

We never had sex during and before our wedding day. We had planned to stay that way till our wedding night when we would break it but unfortunately, we never got to achieve that feat before the incident that landed her in the hospital occured. Besides, she's not the wayward type, so I have reasons to believe she's still a virgin.

Though we just reconcilled today, I couldn't stop myself from fantasizing about getting my d!ck inside her tight pusea.

She's my wife afterall.

All the while, her attention was buried inside the game she was playing on her phone, which was why I was able to survey her with no interruption.

She must have noticed the way I was looking at her as she suddenly rose up gently and yawned in a tired manner.

She walked to me and dragged me up gently with both hands and guided me to a room situated downstairs.

Thinking that's where we would be sleeping together, I smiled sheepishly and sat on the bed expecting her to join me so we can make love.

She came over to me and gave me a deep kiss on the lips.

"sweet dreamz hon" She said like a whisper into my ears.

'Sweet dreamz? There's no way my dreams wouldn't be filled with baboons having sex with goats when my konji is still facing the north in the cardinal of my boxers? Besides, are we not going to have sex before we sleep?' I asked myself.

"good night." She said again and stood in front of me at akimbo while resting her weight on one leg. She was obviously expecting a response from me.

"good...night?" I managed to ask in a suprised tone and confused look.

"yesss hon..." She stressed.

"why are we sleeping now?" I blurted out again.

She scoffed with a grin. "because we are humans. And we need rest. What sort of question is that by the way?"

"a question any concerned husband would ask..." I bemoaned.

She chuckled lightly. "you are concerned am going to bed?"

"Yes..."

"Or you are concerned of another thing?" Outrightly, she declared to my face with a grin.

."erm..which other thing are you talking about?" I said feigning ignorance.

She locked her gaze with mine for some seconds without uttering any word.

She knows my whole body is screaming for sex. She knows am only acting this gentle because I love her and respect her stance.

On the other hand, I saw in her eyes a seductive welcoming look. The inviting look I'd always seen in the eyes of every woman I'd ever fvcked.

Speaking from experience, I know she wants me too, but why she's playing this hard to get is what I don't know. We are married for INEC's sake.

Our marriage was never inconclusive - even though Chioma tried snatching our ballot box on the election (wedding) day, and my past nearly rigged the event against us, but our love that was too strong gave us the mandate. Whats left now is for her to stop playing hard and lets do the swearing in jare.

"Early to bed they say is early to rise. Work resumes tomorrow." She said with a smile and started walking towards the door, leaving me completely dumbstruck. She was almost out of sight when I found my voice and said,

"is this a joke?" I cried out.

She turned around. "you are not laughing. So its not a." She smiled again.

"where are you sleeping?"

"do you trust me?"

I nodded gently even though I wasn't sure.

"good. Then trust me fully dear."

I want to trust her, but my konji is not making it easy.
"but, why are we sleeping apart?" I bewailed.

"come-on, this is my own house na, its not proper for us to sleep together in a house that doesn't belong to you."

"what?" I queried loudly. I can't believe what am hearing.

"yes dear...its not proper."

Placing a hand on my chest, I said, "so am not going to enjoy the comfort of my own wife because you own the house?"

She moved closer to me and held my face. "its not the proper thing to do dear...logically, the first ever sleep we should have together should definitely be in your own house." She claimed with a standard but soft tone. "don't worry love. Its only till tomorrow, we will move to your house tomorrow and I promise to make it up to you." She stated in a way that makes it hard to argue with her.

"but, but..." I stammered.

"relax honey... Its only a matters of hours away..."

"but, I just want us to be on the same bed. I promise I wont touch you. I swear..." I protested.

She gave me an askance look. "hurrhh, sleeping on the same bed? We both know there's no way we wouldn't be tempted to make love...."

"are we suppose to make hate?" I chipped in desperately.

"we both know thats not what I meant."

"we? Thats a pluralistic lie. Only you knows that. All I know is, me Darous, I can control myself." I uttered defiantly.

"are you sure?"

"trust me. Am very sure." I said confidently.

After my statement, I was expecting her to have a change of mind. I was already feeling relieved when a smile appeared on her face. But unfortunately, my relief was ended abruptly with the next thing she said.

"then trust me too. Sleep tight dear. I love you." Those were the last words she said before walking out.

I wanted to cry, but this is the moment when crying seems like an inferior expression to express how disappointed we are.
So I just bit my lips and swallowed the feelings.

Truly, body no be firewood, but my wife just literally gave me a firewooded treatment.

I turned to the bed and smiled wryly. "oh bed, here I come." I mumbled to myself.

"I'll be fine." I said lastly before plunging on to the giant bed.

_


AN HOUR LATER.

Unable to sleep, the thought of my wife's sexy appearance dominated my mind. I couldn't stop myself from thinking of her as I lay awake on the bed. I picked my phone and logged in to nairaland. I went straight to sexuality section and started going through the ranges of adult content topics.

With a spare hand, I reached down and slipped my boxers down my legs to free the raging beast from its cage. I groaned as my fingers wrapped around its shaft. I felt as the pressure surged all the way down to my nuts. Three months worth of pressure, I closed my eyes and groaned to myself as my fingers rolled over the head of my konji and I pumped up and down steadily. Gaining momentum with each stroke as the imaginary picture of my wife's nak3dness continued to play in my mind.

Fast strokes and groaning dominated my actions as my cum was approaching.

I was very close to blowing my load when two knocks on the door froze me still.

"hey hon, can we talk?" Came the voice of my wife immediately after the knock.

"erm..erm.." I stuttered as I fumbled to get my boxers back up.

There's no way am letting her catch me in the act of masturbation.

Knowing her so well, she might see it as cheating and that will surely be another problem to be solved.

I turned onto my side so my d!ck was partially hidden and I quickly closed the browser before telling her to come in.

Barely had I finished talking when her beaming face appeared at the door.


What happened? I bet YOU DON'T WANT TO KNOW!


TBC

TBM Thanks For The New Update But I Feel Darous Should Have Tell Joke Everyting Including His Relationship With Nike... But Whatever D Outcome Is.. I See Darous And Joke Living Together Happily As Couples... May God Bless U For Updating Cant Wait For D Next Update Tho

And When Are U Starting D Next Story.. The Dog Attendant Or Whats D Title Again

What the hell is the relationship between joke and lewis and why the f*ck will the nigga call her "dear"? TheBlessedMan if u dnt smell something fishy, me i smell sardines...

Hey, no one shud gt me wrongly o. Am not forcin any1 to appreciate the writer o. Atleast this is not a donation thread and Thebldssedman never asked for such. Bt All am saying is if you av d capacity to join us, feel free to do so. We are just trying to appreciate this humble nigga for taking his tym and energy to give us this awesome piece for free.

For Not referring us to any blog to get the complete story like other notable writers on this platform alwys do. This tory remain two episodes like Tbm said, if its anoda writer, we all knw it wil be on Okada books right now. But this man neva do that, even when all the attention his story don dey get can make him do so.

Make I call peopl like Menwongo, Calmbabadee, Pfolar, Adamsbadoo, gettochild and the rest. Dis people and me don appreciate b4, so I believe they fit do am again.

And if you wan join us, na tecno Spark2 we wan buy 4 Theblesdman. He no ask us o. Na we we decide to do am as new year or xmas gift.

Join us, if you feel the same way. No amount too small. Godbless us all.

Tbm, ride o.

Socialsunny14:
What the hell is the relationship between joke and lewis and why the f*ck will the nigga call her "dear"? TheBlessedMan if u dnt smell something fishy, me i smell sardines...

Mr smeller, na wa for u o...

Gaston22:
And When Are U Starting D Next Story.. The Dog Attendant Or Whats D Title Again

I've started already. Just haven't started posting it yet.

Y'all gonna know wen i start

something is not right

lekkxydinho:
U bet ke? That I dnt want to know what happened? Your bet don enter 1 chance.

Abeg continue jare. You are blessed bro.

Ghettochild and I, will try and get you a new fone as xmas gift.

Who else wants to join us? Feel free to signify. Its the least we fit do for this great writer.

Am 'in'
Wanted to suggest this end of the year gift from us readers' club to our amiable writer.

No amount is too small...everyone here need to appreciate.

TheBlessedMAN:
I've started already. Just haven't started posting it yet.

Y'all gonna know wen i start

Pls Just Mention Me When U Start Posting... God Bless You