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Your intention while dancing is what matters. Remember the story of David dancing for the Lord and Michal, the daughter of Saul comment about it which attracted course upon her. 2 Samuel 6:14-23 |
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May her soul rest in peace |
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May his soul rest in peace |
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May his soul rest in peace and may God help the lady recover quick. |
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Good message but the erotic picture you used at the end is wrong. 2 Likes 1 Share |
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Quick recovery in Jesus Name. Amen |
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Rest in peace semi. And for the perpetrators may God judge them |
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May God heal him. 2 Likes 1 Share |
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JON01: Jesus can save you. "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28. Also avoid staying alone for now and don't pay attention to negative voices you hear in your mind. |
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Broken Broken (Interesting Romance Story written by Tobi-Loba) “How old are you?” “I’m sixteen.” “Did someone rape you….?” No reply. “How did this happen?” “. Does this matter?” Silence…. “So you want to get rid of this?” “Yes, is it not possible?” “Of course it is, but if it was a rape, are you sure you don’t want to press charges….?” “I am sure.” More silence…. “How much do you have with you?” “I have these…..” “These are smelly and dirty and ugly naira notes. Amina, come over her, check how much is in there….are you serious? Are those coins? Do we still use coins in this country?” “Doctor, this is one thousand naira and sixty-five naira.” “What? This girl! This money is not enough. Where is your mother?” “She is at home…” “She doesn’t know about this?” No reply…. “Why is she not here then?” No reply…. “I can’t do an abortion for you with this amount….” “Well, then , if you can’t abort the pregnancy for me doctor…then can I come back and give you the money bits by bits as I can get it or I can work for you please…I will clean your floor, wash your car, sweep…please….?” Silence…. “Tracy, this child is helpless and she must have an uncaring family, let’s just remove the stuff in her and let her go. She is just a month gone, this should be easy.” “Get the materials ready for me.” ________ ______ _________ I closed and opened my eyes repeatedly….. My legs were raised higher than the rest of my body, I was naked except for a piece of cloth that was covering my unclothedness while the doctor stood in between my legs…with the nurse standing beside him, pointing a tiny torch inside me…. Please I don’t want to die..please I don’t want to die….I echoed in my head hopefully if there is a god somewhere he or she could hear me… I could feel the probing of the doctors metal tools inside of me; it was deeply inserted into me, trying to yank the innocent life . Every few minute I would scream. This pain was a raw quality…it was like someone dipping a hand inside me and pulling my gut with their bare hands. It’s like being ripped rather than cut. It was so intense, I had thought living with my mother would be the biggest pain for me, but this choice….was worse for me. Searing fiery bursts pulsated around each touch; intensifying with each breath I took….so I held my breath. I didn’t want to die… Or maybe I should. “I need you to hold still!” The doctor snapped at me….raising his head slightly. He gave the nurse a knowing look and I held my breath, I knew this was it…. Please let it be over….. There was not a bit of sympathy in his voice but I couldn’t blame him could I? He removed his hand from under me, along with the two materials that looked like a sickle, attached to the sickle-like object was something which I could barely see before he dropped it in a pan on the table beside me… I couldn’t see it…. The doctor was already removing his white rubber gloves, dropping them inside the pan as well. “Get her cleaned up and give her the list of pills to use, the amount she dropped is not enough for us to give her pills here.” The doctor said to the nurse before he left the room. “Hey, can you stand up?” I sighed and slowly tried to raise my head but then I realized how futile it was when I had to bite my lips to stop myself from crying out. Sharp pain lanced inside me. It was like my whole body has been bitten and each movement caused some bone to ache. “I can’t” I replied weakly. The room was already beginning to spin and I could tell a stream of blood was flowing down from my private part. “Come let me help, we need to stop that blood soon so you won’t die of loss of blood.” The kind nurse said to me. She moved closer to me and slid a hand beneath my back. Wincing in pain, I held on to her, I was careful not to put all my weight on her so that I wouldn’t stain her and extra careful not to look at the blood oozing down my leg. But there was one second, one second I just happened to look down and I saw the pan. It was a silver pan, containing a pool of blood. In it was something that looked like the structure of a baby lizard covered in thick blood…I could feel nausea rising inside me but somehow, knowing that was actually a part of me…my child…..a feeling of great sadness and despair began to well inside me as I looked at it, lying in the pan lifelessly…. Maybe I really deserve to die…. “Hey, do not do that there, you have already given me enough job of cleaning to do.” I swallowed and with trembling legs, I stepped on the concrete floor, holding the nurse with each step, the pain amplified and the picture I had seen flashed in front of me. As I walked slowly, to the bathroom….clinging onto my last will power not to look behind me…to the child that I have murdered…my child..... More https://www.ebonystory.com/story/broken-broken/episode-2 |
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Episode 6 “Asante! Wake up!” Akosua said as she tapped her. “What is it?” Asante said as she kept rolling on the bed. Asante was apparently very tired after the whole saga of last night. She did not even bathe before she slept. “It’s past six already. Remember you haven’t practiced your part in the presentation.” Akosua said still tapping her to get up. On hearing ‘presentation’ she jumped up as she ran to her reading table with her eyes still full with rheum probably because of the tank of tears she had poured out the previous night. The noise resulting from the books on the table as she started reading woke Adesuwa up too. On learning that Akosua was the one who woke Asante up to prepare with the little time she had, Adesuwa said “This is the most intelligible thing I have seen or heard you do since we meant. I never knew you can be this sensible you know?” As Akosua gave her that funny look, the room began to smell signifying something was burning from the kitchen. “Oh. No wonder is because of food sef you woke up early. This one is finished already!” Adesuwa added and hissed as she got up and opened the other door leading to the bathroom... “I hope you all are ready for today’s presentation?” Came the tiny voice of Mrs. Njorege in the 1000 capacity Lecture Theatre. Some students could barely hear her from the back. But you dare not make the mistake of talking when she is in the class or you will regret ever coming to life. Sometime ago, a first-year student had challenged her for not speaking loud enough as they could not hear her from the back. It was later rumoured that, that same student failed the course for about three times. It took the intervention of his father, mother, two siblings, and pregnant aunty who came to beg Mrs. Njorege on his behalf. It is now part of the top ten stories every new student is told as he or she resumes the Department. Some even say that it’s because of her wickedness that no man has married her again as she divorced the first one just three days after her marriage. Others, say she married the man for just one purpose - the title “Mrs” and left as soon as she got it. It was such a lecturer that Asante came to her class unprepared! She was potentially a gunner! After scoring the first group 2/30 in the presentation they had prepared for with over one week, Asante gave up. “If people who prepared for one week got two marks, then I may just make her give us 0.5 marks or less then.” She whispered out to the hearing of her other group members as she couldn’t hold it. Abraham the group Leader decided to take her part with his. “All you have to do is hide at the back. Thank God we are twelve. She might not call you if the first three people play their game well.” Abraham said. Abraham had arrange the group according to their mental capability so as to reduce the probability of calling Asante. He was at the fore-front, followed by Ayo, the trios’ friend and Adesuwa who was a little above average. The remaining nine of them were just having the head of a human but actually the brain of a fish. Of course even Asante who didn’t prepare well enough had to be before Akosua who was the last. Give Akosua twenty days for the pitch preparation, it’s the same results she will get – zero. Luck was on their side as she stopped at the fourth fellow and scored them 5/30. Even though that was generally a poor mark, however as long as that presentation was concerned for their class, they were the best. If you get a “D” in Mrs. Njorege’s exam, you are scholar my dear. Abraham had finally saved Akosua from embarrassment. “Thank you very much Abraham. How can I ever pay you?” Asante asked “You don’t have to dear. It’s always a pleasure assisting princesses like you. Meanwhile, let me not forget to say that you are very beautiful and surely deserve more” Abraham said as he smiled. Just then Asante smiled sheepishly again, this time around not like a goat in her cycle but like one who just found a very fresh-leaf after a long harmattan’s season. Meanwhile Bernard is still there oh. And now Abraham! How do you think it will play out? Do well to drop your comments Don't miss these interesting stories Deba Ezodo(The Tale of An African Princes) Obiageli Crime To Love |
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Episode 5 “So it’s medicine that you have been buying since abi?” Adesuwa said to Asante, as her own way of ‘welcome back’. “What happened Asa? You stayed quite long you know? And tomorrow is the presentation.” Akosua said bringing to her remembrance the nemesis that was just about to befall her. She looked at both of them as they held their pitch-book in preparation. She didn’t know the exact response to give to them. She just went straight to the bed, dusted it, took one of her wrappers and slept. Both of her friends gave her that strange look, and gesticulated to themselves like “Well, who knows what happened?” Akosua who had been praying that she does not eat when she comes back, quickly said “Babe, this one that you are sleeping so? Could that also mean you don’t want to eat again?” She got no response from her and said “Well, Adesuwa you were here oh. She said she wasn’t going to eat.” Then she headed to the kitchen which was just demarcated with a curtain as it was a self-contained apartment. As she turned to Adesuwa, the look she got from her frightened her immediately. She just respectfully went back to her chair as she took her book again and began to grumble that the food will spoil if she doesn’t eat it. “My problem with you is that with all the food you eat, I still cannot make a perfect distinction between you and this mannequin” Adesuwa lambasted her as she pointed one of her clothes hanging on the inanimate object close to their wardrobe. Just that moment they heard Asante sobbing gently and quickly called out simultaneously “Asante?” Without getting any response from her, they both rushed to the bed as they began to console her and at the same time asking her what happened. “You don’t cease to amaze me you this girl. Is that how you people behave in your village? You should console first before asking what happened” Adesuwa blasted Akosua again for the umpteenth time this night. “What difference does it really make? You are consoling, I am asking the question. That way, we are both using two stones to kill one bird.” Akosua said sounding intelligent. “Economics student! Chai. It’s almost the end of second semester and you still cannot effectively minimize resources? Your parents now in Accra will be thinking that their daughter is studying Economics, not knowing she has added ‘Home’ to the front. I pity you! Meanwhile, the adage is using one stone to kill two birds. Not the other way round. Nonsense!” Adesuwa said as she hissed and turned back to Asante again. Just that moment tears almost fell from Akosua’s eyes. As she was about to talk, Adesuwa’s loud voice cut her off as she said to Asante “What were you saying just now jare before the mosquito bite?” Akosua got up in anger as she went to her reading table back. Asante just kept staring at both of them as if she was watching a movie in the Cinema. Only that tears were still coming out from her eyes. Feeling shy and at the same time sobbing gently, she said “We did it!” Then she continued to sob. “Did what?” Adesuwa asked shouting. “We had sex!” The room became quiet. Akosua who had dissociated her mind from the discussion to face her book soon opened her mouth. Only that one couldn’t really distinguish the symbol of her mouth-opening. Whether it is as a result of the amazement or she was just yawing because of hunger as she never gets filled. After a few seconds, Adesuwa said “Wait oh. Help me to understand. You didn’t mention that he raped you. You only said that you guys had sex, so where is the tears now coming from? Because I don’t understand. Just that moment she brought out her phone. Showing them the text she saw in Bernard’s phone after the sex. She had taken a shot of his screen with her phone. When she was picking up her clothes from the table then, a text had popped out on Bernard’s phone as he was sleeping. The text had read, “Sweet, how are you doing? I will still be expecting you for tonight’s round. Love ya” That was when she fully realized what Bernard actually meant by “…if you could replace my X without asking Y”. She probably thought he said that then as a compliment, now she knows it was reality – even worse, as this doesn’t even seems like the text was from an ex. As she showed it to them, they became really confused. However, they had not even heard from Bernard himself if he really was dating someone else or there was just a mix up somewhere. Perhaps, there might just be another scenario to their own conclusion. Perhaps not. Don't Miss to Read Mmesoma's Dilemma Urenma(The River Goddess) Embedded Roses |
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Episode 4 “Am sorry for what happened earlier on today! You know I love you and would want to make you happy? But for now, it’s not just as easy as you think” Asante said, standing behind Bernard’s door in his hostel as she tried to apologize for walking out on him earlier on. She had come to him straight as she thought the more time she wasted not being around him, the more susceptible he will become to those blood-sucking and boyfriends-snatching girls flocking all around him. She was probably too insecure. At this, Nekesa, Bernard’s roommate quickly got up from the bed as he took the first shirt his hands came across on the hanger and jumped out. The atmosphere became the perfect place for them as the only other living thing left in the room was a rat shuttling intermittently between Bernard’s set of pots and bag of food stuffs. Bernard and Nekesa his roommate had tried severally to kill the rat, all to no avail. They could only see it but can’t touch. They had finally settled with living with the rat and even named it after their worst course Lecturer – Prof. Chacha. The rat Prof. Chacha was also a good roommate as he never disturbs them as long as there is food. Bernard however still decided to talk irrespective of Chacha’s presence. “Baby, I can make it easy. All you should care about now is the fact that you love me and I love you too. Shouldn’t that be the most important thing right now?” He said, making emphasis on his last statement with his girlish voice as he drew closer to her. Asante gave no response as she tried to drawback a little as Bernard kept coming closer to her. Soon enough, her back was against the wall. “I know you are a little bit scared. Maybe the pain you will feel or something. But don’t worry, it won’t be as you are thinking.” Bernard said slowly as he bit her left ear in preparation for romance. “I am not scared!” Asante said firmly trying to impress him that she was up to the task even though she knew she was clearly not. Bernard took the opportunity, as his lips moved from her left ear to the right then to her neck. At this point she could no longer resist him. Soon she was on the bed and Bernard began to off her clothes. In the course of the act, she had a mix feeling of pleasure and pain. Pleasure from the ongoing intercourse and pain from the fact that she was giving out her virginity freely to guy just to keep him from other girls. But soon enough the match was over as it wasn’t even up to a quarter of a football match’s first-half. Bernard then fell asleep. Since it was just about 9pm and she needed to go back to her hostel, she got up from the bed as she looked for her clothes. Picking up her shirt which was thrown to the reading table by Bernard as his hormones had inspired him before the act, she was dumbfounded with what she saw. She ran out of the room trying to hold back the already gathered cloud of tears in her eyes as she left Bernard alone who was still fast asleep. And of course the rat, Prof. Chacha who probably had just watched a Blue Film for the first time in his life. Or should we say her life What do you think she saw? What do you think will happen next oh? Drop your comments below. Read other Interesting stories Family Affairs Amidst Temptations Trapped In A Jungle |
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Episode 3 "Oh, no problem then" Bernard replied as he began to arrange his already rumpled sleeve and adjusting the belt of his well-ironed pant. He seemed to have been carried away already by the kiss, as his weapon of war beneath his thighs had already stood gallantly ready for a fight. He however had to retreat and surrender as the day a man may love to fight, a lady may not. "Are you still angry about the incidence of the last time?" Asante said to him after lectures the next day. Bernard had left her the other day without saying a word. "Should I have been happy?" Bernard replied applying rhetoric’s as a scholarly English and Literature student that he was. "Well, to answer your question. Emotionally, Yes. Technically, No. "He added "Awwn awnn. Am so sorry dear. You know I love you and would want to do anything for you. But this is just too way far. Giving the fact also that my mum is an Evangelist. She might end up skinning me alive" Asante said. "Oh. That's interesting. I never knew I was dating an underage you know. How old are you again? Remind me, mummy's girl." Bernard said and hissed, bringing out his ear phone as if he was going to put it on and not listen to her. "Please baby. Try to understand with me now. I may be 21 already, but still just a baby in the eyes of my mum. Try to understand please" Asante said "Oh. And you decided to date? If you were a still a baby as you claim, you should probably not be in the university na, much more dating. Well, thank God there are other ladies around" Bernard said this time around putting on his earphone. The word so struck Asante that she had a mixed feeling of anger and confusion. She however left him in annoyance and headed straight to her hostel. "This one that you are frowning your face so. What happened again?" Adesuwa her roommate asked. "The look on the face of a goat does not stop the owner from taking it to the market. Your frowning face won't solve this case study. You are late for group preparationjor. Better come and join" Ayo said. "Food is ready oh. Should we eat first or solve the case study?" Akosua finally said using her kente wrapper in cleaning her mouth signifying the food was very pepperish. She was always wearing her kente like a badge of honour to always show that she was a proud Ghanaian. With the look the three of them gave her, she quickly join them on the bed so they could solve the case study. Ayo had joined the three ladies in their hostel so they could have their group study together. He happened to be the only guy in their midst and the scholar too. He was also a Nigerian like Adesuwa as his Dad had been in Kenya for a long time and he had joined him during his high school. Only that Adesuwa had been there since she was eight, though she visits Nigeria intermittently. The Quadruple were Economics students who had a case study on “The Effects of Kenya's Monetary Policy on Commercial Bank Lending Habits” to be presented the next day. All through the supposed brainstorming, only one thing occupied Asante's mind - yielding to Bernard's sexual intimacy request or not. At a point, she felt like sharing the whole issue with her friends. But given the fact that none of them even like Bernard, she already concluded that they will dissuade her. But with all the reasons they had given for not liking him, she couldn't just understand it from their perspective. Perhaps, when you are deeply in love, you are deeply truly blind. Few minutes after the case study, she told them she needed to get a drug from the school Pharmacy. However, she went straight to Bernard’s hostel as she couldn’t get herself to stop thinking of him. One day monkey go go market, he nor go come back. Let’sjust hope today is not that day.It might just be though. Oya, what are your predictions? Drop your comments. List of Stories you can afford to miss Finding Solace Marriage Proposal When A Woman Wants |
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Episode 2 Exactly Five years ago, before Asante could ever meet Gideon who she has now concluded was the devil himself wearing a human form, she had meant Bernard her first love. It all started in Kenyatta University in Nairobi during the freshmen party. It was a night of all nights, where most freshmen got the opportunity to have a hook-up. "Hello Beauty! Are you a lizard, because agama eyes on you" Came the voice of a very young fellow who could categorically be referred to as every woman's desire. He was tall, dark and handsome. Seeing his stylish legs alone, one could easily conclude that he was probably a protégé of one of the legendary athletes in Kenya. But that was a far cry. Asante was practically mesmerized by his girlish voice and ability to twist words. "This must be the African Justin Bieber" She had said in her heart. Expecting another romantic statement from him, she was however shocked to hear him ask "Are you good in algebra?" Asante was almost turning moody but just decided to give him a cold answer, "Yes" "Oh, Great then. I was asking because I wanted to know if you could replace my X without asking Y" Came the bomb shell from the Pun Lord. The excitement from the pun so hit Asante that she began to blush like a she-goat having her period for the first time. Just that moment, by that very same statement, Asante had fallen for him already. Soon, they became inseparable. Shortly after freshmen party, Asante and Bernard had become the talk on campus. Bernard being very handsome, doubled with his title as Mr. Fresh for that session made him every ladies’ dream. Many ladies were so tripping for him that he became a potential threat to virtually every other guy on campus. Guys became prayerful to God and responsible to their girlfriends so as to avoid losing them to Bernard. The fear of Bernard-the-handsome soon became the beginning of faithfulness. A wink from Bernard to your girlfriend may just be the end of your relationship with her. He had this aura that followed him which in turn make girls flock after him like soldier-ants following Dangote sugar. Bernard however claimed it was only Asante that he pledged his love to. "Baby If I had a flower for every single time I thought about you, I would probably be walking in a garden now. My love for you is just nothing short of that, a nursing mother has for her unborn child. You are mine forever. I love you" Bernard once said to her after she felt threatened by the bevy of ladies always around him. After this statement, Asante couldn't help but smiled as if her eyes had finally seen her libido. "I love you too Bernard… Please don't allow those girls take you away from me oh. I would just die. I can't see myself living without you." Asante replied him as she was still scared of losing him to others. "Awnn Awnn! That’s so sweet. Don't worry baby. They won’t take me away. Come here" He said gently as he drew her close and attempted a first kiss. With the just concluded emotional remarks by Bernard, it was almost impossible for her to resist that kiss. The smell of his perfume was even so tempting that she was already in a daydream, seeing herself in his warmth embrace. As his lips got to hers, she felt a kind of softness that she had never felt before. It was like sleeping on Mouka foam on a very tiresome day. The mouth spray he had also used, made him further irresistible. However the kiss has only lasted for fifteen seconds then she quickly withdrew back. Cleaning her mouth with her left hand like one who has been caught stealing meat in the very act, she said "Am sorry Bernard, we can't do this now. Am kinda still a virgin." The statement came as a bombshell as it put an end to the rush of sexual excitement that Bernard had just began to feel. TO BE CONTINUED.... Click to Read this Best Romantic Story ever "WHEN A WOMAN WANTS" |
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LOVE- LIVE OF ASANTE Written By Evan Alright Reserved Episode 1 "…I think I have stayed too long under the umbrella of that so-called affection I use to have for you. Truth is, I really don't love you anymore. I have been thinking about how to put this to you. But I just couldn't figure it out. I really don't think we can still continue this relationship dear. Perhaps it's time for us to go our separate ways!" These were the selfsame words that came out from Gideon's mouth on that very day. He had concluded that a break-up would be the best gift he would offer Asante on her birthday. "What! Baby, what's happening? What's wrong? Talk to me nah?" Asante said as she was very confused as to where the sudden break-upish was coming from. Gideon straightened his face as he stood up from the beautiful piece of chair, and started adjusting his pocket filler in his nicely sewn suit. He simply ignored her questions, as he gestured with his hands telling her that he was about to leave. "You mean to tell me that you have never loved me all these while or what? The times we have spent together and all?" Asante said, with her voice now vibrating in anger and as tears gushed out from her eyes. Asante had lost hold of herself. She couldn't believe Gideon had brought her all the way for a dinner date, in a public place, on her birthday, just to break up with her. Worse of all, she had no idea why he was leaving the relationship. "Hey! Keep calm." Gideon finally said as he tried to calm her down, so as not to further arouse the attention of other well-to-do couples who came for a date also in the restaurant. "Please don't get me wrong. Or better still, don't get it twisted or take it to heart like that. It's not really as if I don't love you anymore or something. I do. I love you, but I am kinda no longer in love with you." Gideon said breaking the silence that he had fought for just a few seconds ago. The statement was so complicated that, Asante had to off her heels so she could be comfortable and probably comprehend fully the gibberish he was saying. "Gideon why are you doing this to me? Why are you so complicated? What's you love me but not in love with me? Why are you this heartless?" Asante said as she began to sob gently, yelling the last statement so hard that some other couples having a seemingly good time had to look at their direction. "See babe, you are causing unnecessary attention here. You are creating a scene already" Gideon said raising his voice a little higher this time around. "What's so difficult here for you to understand? I say I am not in love with you na. I am not doing again. Do you have to start displaying childishness here cause of this little ish? Abeggi jare." Gideon added as he stormed out of the restaurant with his sparkling shoes leading the way. He left Asante behind and she couldn't believe her eyes. Asante's eyes popped out in amazement and confusion as she watched Gideon leaving. "Three Years? Ah! No! This must be a dream or something" She screamed out gesturing with three of her fingers, using one for each year he spent with Gideon. As she tried to make another statement, she could no longer hear herself as she slowly fell back to the chair she had sat on, then finally fall down. Some of the other couples around couldn't help this time but rush to where she was for aid. After suffering two massive heart breaks, Asante thought meeting Gideon was her final bus stop. Unfortunately for her, it would just be one of the incredible series. Could it be that Asante had a problem managing men or is it that some men are just too wicked? Well, we will find out soon. Click to Read Episode 2 |
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Episode 8 "Hello mum, Good evening. How are you doing?" Uche said to his mum as he took the phone. "My dear. Good evening too. Am fine. Hope you have eaten this evening." Mrs. Young said "Not yet mum, I will get something to eat soon." Uche replied "Eeh, look at this boy oh. You want to starve yourself to death abi? How come you have not eaten yet? This is the reason am even calling sef. I have found a woman that will come and be cooking for you oh." Mrs. Young said At this point Uche knew the direction the discussion was about to take. And it will end up ruining his date with Mary. Alhough the conversation was already ruining it without knowing. "Mum, not again...okay I have heard you. Let's talk about this some other time. Please" He said "You haven't even asked me who the lady is. And you are not getting any younger oh." Mrs. Young said as she stressed the younger part. Perhaps because the family's name is Young. "Whosoever you have planned mum. Just remove your mind. It won't work. In fact, we shouldn't be discussing about this on phone?" Uche said "That's a good idea. It means you will come to see me soon again abi? I will take out time to prepare your favorite soup for you. I have even missed you so much" Mrs. Young replied "Missed kwa, I thought we just saw less than forty-eight hours ago at the party. Mum please try to be lavishing this same love of yours to Ngozi also, at least so you can release me a little too. Bikonu Ma?" Uche said. "Ngozi ke? The one that doesn't listen to me at all? She listens to only her father. Especially this university admission she just got now. It has further made her head swollen. She doesn't listen to me na." Mrs. Young said, deviating from the issue at hand. "It’s alright mum. I have heard you. See you tomorrow then. Need to go. Love you mum" Uche said reluctantly. "Love you too my dear. As you end this call now, leave everything you are doing and go and eat immediately oh. If you don't eat now, I will know in the spirit and call you back immediately" She said as she laughed softly. "OK mum. Bye" Uche said and quickly ended the call before she continued with her sermon. As he quickly rushed back to the Hut where he had left Mary, the atmosphere had already changed. Mary's face hand become long. And he knew what that means. Whenever Mary's face goes long, the apology that follows is always long too. Uche knew he was in trouble. Click here to Read Episode 9 |
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Episode 6 Finally, Uche got the opportunity to explain to Mary while he couldn't come as planned, as he went to represent his dad in a cogent function. "To the extent that you couldn’t call? What nonsense! This is the second time you are dishonoring our date and it always have something to do with your mum. You better do and marry her" Mary said to Uche angrily. "My love, I will make this up to you this time. I promise. Am really sorry" Uche said. "Make up what? The date you just missed now was supposed to be a make up for the last you missed. Am sure your next makeup will be another disappointment. Spare me those stories that touch. I am not interested in your makeup stories any more" Mary said. At this Uche drew closer to her, held her right hand with his left and said softly "Love, am sorry. Believe me this time around" "Look what I bought for you for the birthday." He said as he brought out a package from a bag with him. The package contained a small box. "So you want to bribe me now abi?" Mary said as he was already falling for him again as his soft hands caressed her softly. "Bribe, definitely not dear. This is your birthday gift. I can't remember to have gotten you any yet." Uche said as he smiled, knowing the gift was working. Afterwards, he took the small black box, opened it and took out the necklace out in it. It was made of silver and was shining like the armour of a Britain Knight in 1800's. He took it and walked straight to her back. Putting his hands across her neck, he took the necklace and fixed it on her. Then he whispered on her ears, "you look gorgeous in it" then bit her gently in that particular ear. Taking up his phone, he gave it to her to use as mirror to see it. As she saw how good it was on her, she blushed and said "This is beautiful Uche. I love it. Thank you" At this she fell completely in his arms, and they had a very deep hug. For Mary, her birthday was still not complete and perfect. They had just made up alone. Click here to Read Episode 7 |
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Ebony's Affection - Episode 4 "Babe, am sorry for last night. You know mum can be a bit too over-protective. Am going to make last night up to you. Don’t worry" Uche said in a bid to appease Mary for the previous night. Mary had allowed this to slide under the carpet even though it was quite painful. Two months down the line, It happened again. This time bigger and more painful. Mary's birthday was just around the corner. Uche had promised to make it a memorable one for her. "I am going to so spoil you that day ehn. Believe me, you won't forget this memory we are going to have in a hurry" Uche said to Mary as they were making plans for the deal day. Apparently, Uche had plans of making up fot the group date he missed since two months ago using this outing. "I just want us to be alone as we have always done. We should go far from any other person as far as we can go. All I want to see is you – Nobody else." Mary replied to Uche as they made the plans. "Awnn awnn. That sounds romantic. I can't wait to take you there. Am sure we are going to enjoy ourselves. I will give you a nice treat." Uche said as he was very optimistic. "You will sing for me too oh. Prepare that voice of yours to be in its perfect tone oh. Don't go and eat Eba and ogbonor Soup that day and end up not been able to sing for me oh." Mary said as she teased him. They both laughed together as they ended the conversation for that night. It was a day that they kept on looking forward to. On the deal day of Mary's birthday, Uche was nowhere to be found again. His phone was dead and Mary kept on waiting for him. Gradually the sun had set and day even got dark, yet there was no sign of Uche. He didn't even give a call. All the treats promised, plans made and adventures that they were looking forward to, were all in vain. Uche had done it again. And as usual by the morning he came to explain, Mrs. Young also had a hand in it. It was frustrating. Click here to Read Episode 5 |
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Episode 2 : Love Birds Mary locked herself in her room and took out some time to cry out her heart until it felt as if she had done the right thing. Declining Uche's proposal was a very difficult decision for to take. She however took it. This raised lots of surprises and questions from many, even her friends. While she felt there was just enough reasons for her to have declined, on Uche's part and others there was not even a single reason for her to have done that. Three years ago they had started dating. Seeing the two love birds hanging out together, you could almost mistake their love for each other as divine. Their bond was stronger than that of Jack and Rose or even Romeo and Juliet. They were inseparable. "I love you the same way I learned to ride a bike. Though I was frightened yet I was still reckless." Uche said to Mary as he scooped a portion of the ice-cream moving it closer to her mouth. As Mary opened her mouth in expectation of the chilled liquid, Uche took it back gently and gently until he drank all of it and smiled. Both of them laughed together as they held each other’s hand. "Being in your warmth embrace gives me that kind of confidence that makes me feel invincible. This is all I would rather do morning, noon and night. I love you darling." Mary said to him. Both birds continued in expressing words of love to each other as Uche sang for her too. This inherent gift of his, was one of the reasons, Mary had fallen in love with him so quickly at expense of others. As it got so dark, Uche said "I think we should be going home now Mary. Today’s gist is just enough for tonight. We would possibly continue tomorrow dear" Uche then opened the door of his vehicle as he waited for Mary to walk in majestically. Soon enough they got to Mary's house and it was time for her to go. Still in the vehicle, both birds stared at each other for about thirty seconds waiting for whom to make the first move. Guys are always faster when it comes to this. Uche gently moved closer to her as he kissed her softly. The kiss was so deep and long, that she felt like it was her last minute on planet earth. They were just so happy together then, what could have happened? What could have made Mary to decline his proposal after all those escapades together? Click to read Episode 3 |
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Marriage Proposal : Episode 1 "For every long lost road I went, led me to where you are. Others who broke my heart, were like the northern stars, guiding me on my way, in to your loving arms. This much I know is true and I pray that God bless the broken roads that led me straight to you. Please be my bride." These were the exact words of Uche as he bent down with a knee and brought out the diamond ring out proposing to Mary. These happened in a restaurant at around past 8pm. Uche had planned it all out in such a way that he had his best friend Kunle there and three of Mary's friend to spice up the whole scene. "Awnn awnn, this is so so lovely" Mary's best friend Loveth said. "Oh My God, I never knew Uche can be this romantic oh. Mary you are very lucky oh." Omoye, one of Mary's friend there said. "Please Mary, say yes oh yes, yes" Titi, Mary's last friend said as she gesticulated with her hands and smiled. The atmosphere became tensed with love. Other customers who were in the restaurant had soon join them and the place became crowded and filled with expectant onlookers. A couple in the crowd even held their hands, as they blushed and prayed that she accepts. All of these had happened within a few seconds from Uche's first statement. Love indeed spreads like wildfire. Everyone had become expectant of Mary's decision since the ring was still hanging on the air supported by Uche's hand. She then couldn't help but blush a little. "This is so so lovely Uche. The ring, the scene and everything, just beautiful. But am sorry I can't accept it." She said as her face grew from blush to straight. "Ah, No nah. Please say yes" One of the onlookers in the crowd spoke out aloud. At this she walked away quietly from the scene putting her heads down. The onlookers started to frown as they left one at a time disappointed. "Why would she have declined the proposal after 3 years of relationship? Something must be wrong somewhere." Kunle finally spoke to Uche his friend. Meanwhile Uche just sat there on the bare floor devastated. Written By Evans Uhunoma
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