It’s Another Saturday…#19

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Peace Or Pieces?

Honey has been in hushed conversation with her elder sister for almost an hour. I had respectfully asked to be excused. I withdrew to my room to give them privacy but I have been restless. I still don’t trust Jane. Her excuse for showing up in town by this time is that she left Warri really late and did it without the knowledge of her siblings. How am I supposed to believe that?

I stretch out on my bed, my phone in hand. There’s nothing trending online and so I put my phone down and recall Honey’s question about Tarela. How did she find out about her? Did Mary let something slip?

My phone vibrates. I pick it. Tola’s calling. I hesitate to answer as my mind tries to figure out what the call is about.

Has it got to do with Mary’s case? Or something about Emeka? Or is it about our dirty history together?

I choose to ignore the call. It rings out and she calls yet again. Like before, I ignore the call.

A text comes in.

Dede, I’m not trying to get into your pants. Answer my call.

I smile. She has switched from addressing me as Uncle Jide to Dede these days. Well, I kind’a like it because it strips that unfortunate night we shared from my memory.

She is calling again. I answer her.

“Dede, good evening, sir.”

“Stop being silly, Tola. Why are you calling?”

“I’m calling to report your brother to you o.”

“What did he do now?”

“Over the past week he has been chatting with his baby mama. Initially, I thought it was harmless because she always sends Tobe’s pictures to him.”

Tobe is Emeka’s son.

“But recently, I noticed the chats were becoming of a personal nature and he has been calling her too or she will call him and they’ll talk like forever. The one that just happened this night was that she called and after they finished talking, he turned to me and said she wants to visit Nigeria.”


“I’m pissed! He has already gone to see Tobechi, so why does she need to come? And what is unfair is that momsi has kind’a been putting the idea in his head as well, that she wants to see her grandson. Me, I’m not finding it funny o! Nobody is thinking of me and how I’m feeling about the whole thing.”

Is this babe serious at all? She’s calling to report my brother and mother to me and expect that I’ll take her side because we once humped?

“Tola, first things first. Tobe is Emeka’s son as much as he’s Yazmin’s. There will always be communication between them but you should not let it bother you because Yazmin is not in your area code. Then about momsi, are you serious at all? The old woman just wants to see her first grandson; she is not trying to make your love life complicated.”

“But she calls Yazmin and they talk all the time. She doesn’t call me like that.”

“Because you are always with her, Omotola.”

“She likes her more than me because I don’t have a child for Mex. Is that it?”


“Or is she still judging me over what happened between me and you?”

I ignore the statement.

“You want her to be calling you like that too? When she starts now it will be that your mother-in-law doesn’t want you to rest.”

“I don’t care. She’s not just my mother-in-law. She’s my mom as well. Let her call me the way she calls Yazmin.”

I laugh. Tola is like Honey in so many ways. I don’t know why they don’t get along.

“Okay, I’ll talk to her.”

“And talk to Mex too.”

Tola is stress. I don’t know what she wants me to tell Emeka but I promise her that I’ll talk to him just to get her off my line.

“Thanks, Dede.”

“Good night, Tola.”

I hang up and hear someone knocking on my door. Before I answer, I hear Jane’s voice.

“Jideofor, please come.”

Curiously, I follow her out to the sitting room where I find Honey, eyes red and face distorted in anger. I have never seen that expression on her before. She is staring at some spot on the floor and wouldn’t even look up when I walk in.

“Sit down, Jideofor.” Jane points to a chair as though she owns the house and I’m the guest.

I sit guardedly.

“Talk to Honey,” she says to me. “She wants to go to Warri to fight our seniors and I’m begging her not to.”

I’m surprised at what I’ve just been told. Honey wants to fight her siblings? That’s new. Looks like I have finally gotten across to her.

“It is not advisable at all. Not now. Not ever!” Jane emphasizes.

“Sorry but might I ask why?”

“They are not human beings. Yes, they are family but they are not human beings. Erhinyuse!” Jane pulls her ear. “Don’t be stubborn!”

Next, she says something in their dialect of which Honey retorts to rather furiously. I am left in the dark.

“Jideofor,” Jane addresses me again, “what I’m about to tell you is what I told Honey that put her in this mood you’re seeing. I could have shut my mouth and kept it a secret as it has been all these years but I felt she ought to know and be aware of the type of people she’s up against.”


“My elder brothers, sister and my mom’s relatives have a hand behind Honey’s mother’s death.”

She stops and lets the breaking news sink in.

“But you did not hear it from me. I am taking great risk to relay this information to you. In short, they have no idea I am here. I left the family house and told them I was going to spend the night with a friend but I went to the park and picked a ride to come here since Honey has been avoiding my calls. The reason why I took this great risk is because they have sworn to deal with her if she fights them over her inheritance. Note my emphasis on it being hers. It is not theirs. Our father sold off all he had when he was first diagnosed with cancer and shared the money equally amongst four of us. Honey was excluded. And he told us directly that all he has left is his wife’s money which belongs to Honey alone.”

“Please could you go back to the point where you said they killed her mother?”

“I was there, Jideofor. I was on holidays from school at the time and the only one at home with Mommy Fatima. All my siblings were by then, married. Our dad had traveled out of town. That day was a Thursday and our aunt, my mom’s younger sister, visited. She had come in from Asaba. She said she was passing through to Ore and was spending the night with us. To be honest, I don’t know what she did or how she did it but by Friday morning, Mommy Fatima was vomiting and purging. It started like joke but it got to the point where all she was vomiting was saliva and water. I had to call our neighbor to take her to the hospital. The doctor called me aside and told me straight up that she was poisoned. He said he didn’t know what she had ingested but that he would try his best to make sure she is fine. By the time he treated her, she was feeling better. Saturday evening, daddy came and we took her home. But by Sunday, she started feeling terrible again. She was vomiting blood this time. Daddy wanted to take her to the hospital but she refused and told him right in my hearing that it was going to be a waste of time because she has seen her death already in a dream…”

Honey breaks into a muffled cry and I leave my seat to hers. She buries her face on my neck.

“That night Mommy Fatima spoke to Honey and also called her family members in Eritrea. After her last phone call, she instructed me to make her tea with lime; that her tongue tasted terrible and she wanted something sour to kill the taste. I entered the kitchen to prepare the tea and came back and saw her head on daddy’s chest. He was talking to her but I did not know she was already gone.”

Honey squeezes the collar of my shirt as her body shakes in sobs.

“I was like ‘Mommy Fatima, I’ve brought your tea’ and daddy went like ‘Shhh! You’ll wake her.’ So I put the tea on a stool beside the bed and was about leaving when I saw blood sipping from her nose. I said, ‘Daddy, look! Blood is coming out from her nose.’ And he said very quietly, ‘I know.’ Then I saw tears in his eyes and that was when I knew she was dead.”

“I will never forgive them,” Honey swears.

“They poisoned her, Jideofor. For no reason, they killed her. I was in shock for a long time and even up until today, I find it hard believing that they did it.”

“And your dad knew.”

“He did but he never spoke about it until the day he called in his lawyer to write his will about a month ago. I had been taking care of him because he didn’t like the nurse the hospital had assigned to him. So I handed over my shop and kids to my sister-in-law and went to the family house to stay with him. The day the lawyer came, Harry also visited. Daddy was dictating his will in my hearing and with two witnesses. As he was about finishing, Harry burst in, ordered me and the lawyer and the witnesses out, but I refused to leave. I stayed in and watched him tell daddy to ensure that the rest of us were included in the will. Daddy replied him in clear terms that he will not change his mind. I sat there and watched Harry insult him, telling him he hated him and was never going to forgive him for marrying a woman that tore the family apart. But daddy was unmoved. When Harry finished his insults, daddy said, and I quote: ‘the worst you people can do is kill me like you killed my wife. And it will be bliss for me because I’m in so much pain right now.’ Harry then replied,’ so you want to be stubborn, old man! You want to be stubborn abi?! We’ll see!” Then he stormed out and refused to see daddy until he died.”

Jane’s story has left me with goosebumps. Honey pulls away from me and that initial anger I saw has returned. It stays strong behind moisture-filled eyes.

“That is why I am here to beg Use in the name of God to leave them for God’s judgment.”

“Never!” Honey retorts. “They killed my mom and now they want to take her wealth and I should let them? What rubbish!”

“Sister Jane, with all due respect, Honey is right. We can’t just let them get away with all they’ve done. We know we can’t prove that they had a hand in our late mother’s death but we can stop them from stripping Honey of what is rightfully hers.”

“They can’t even do it.”

“But that’s what they want to do.”

“They can’t.” Jane has an assuring smile on her face. “The only reason why they think they can is because they believe that with the will in their possession, they can coax Honey into signing over everything to them but I repeat that they can’t.”

She is beginning to sound like a phrase in a song on repeat and why is that smile still on her lips?

She opens her bag and pulls out a black folder which she hands to Honey.

“I took this from Harry three days ago, photocopied it and replaced it with the photocopies.”

“What’s this?”

“Daddy’s last will and testament. It’s all in your hands now and that is why you should forget about everything and live your life like we never existed.”

Honey is speechless. She opens the folder and together we confirm that it is her father’s will. She looks at Jane.

“You did this for me?”

Jane is the one with wet eyes now. “I haven’t gotten over the horror of that weekend your mom died. It was terrifying. She went just like that! So fast! And none of us could do anything. She didn’t want us to.”

“I think she was tired of everything she had gone through and she just wanted to rest from it all.” Honey closes the folder. “Thank you, sister. And I’m sorry I didn’t pick your calls. I was mad at everyone.”

“I understand.”

“But you took a risk coming here, sister.”

“And that’s why I’m not going back there.” She laughs whilst wiping her eyes. “My husband and I are going on this short vacation to Dubai tomorrow. He’s been here since Saturday, waiting for me. We’ll be in Dubai until the children resume school. By then I’ll have the energy to face them if they get on my case.”

Honey walks over to her and gives her a hug. I watch both sisters struggle with their tears and remind myself how blessed I am to have a loving family and siblings that would do anything and everything to ensure my happiness. I want Honey to have the same type of home with me in the future.

“I should be leaving.” Jane draws her legs together and lifts her handbag to rest them on her knees. I look at the time on my watch. It’s almost midnight.

“Go to bed, sugar,” I instruct Honey. “I’ll be right back.”

They share another hug before I lead Jane out of the house. The journey to her hotel and back home takes me twenty minutes tops. I return to find Honey, burrowed in bed covers. I slip in beside her and she naturally snuggles up to me.

“For the first time in my life I am grateful that Jane is a kleptomaniac,” she mutters.

I throw in a laugh without meaning to. Honey joins me.

“Like really, her stealing ways saved those assholes from the fire of my wrath. I was ready for them… And I’m still angry. I don’t think I can forgive them, Jide.”

I don’t reply immediately. I palm her butt and draw her closer. Her hair is in my face; she smells of apples.

“You have gotten what is rightfully yours and no one can take it from you. That’s all that matters. I think you can let go now.”

She makes no reply. We stay in silence, listening to neighborhood dogs howl into the night. And then for some reason, Honey is turned on. And I am not. I just want to sleep but she insists on making love. She says she is restless and would sleep better if she ‘feels’ me. I tell her we’re out of condoms. She begins to bug my pleasure zones and I’m weak to resist. I inform her that she’ll be on top but she begs me to be in charge. She doesn’t say why but I understand she has this need to be loved. This is not just sex for her; it’s a release from all the turmoil going on inside.

I’m ready for her in no time. There’s no foreplay or urgency. Just really low-key lovemaking that leaves Honey in an emotional state. Each time I try to stop, she holds me back in; and that’s like double the pleasure of what I’m normally used to.

I’ve not had unprotected sex in seven years. And damn! Honey feels like Elysium. I can’t quite put into words the sensations I’m feeling. Plus, there is this connection that wasn’t there before. It’s like all this time I have been simulating. Right here, right now, is where I am supposed to be. I think I can finally understand what my mom means when she says sexual intercourse is spiritual because I think Honey and I just got into something new.

I take it slow as the pleasure builds, although I badly want to let go. With Honey working me to insanity with her walls, it’s hard to stay focused. I try but I find myself falling. I eventually let go and collapse on her chest, helpless. She holds me tightly.

“I feel better. Thank you,” she whispers.

“No, thank you. You don’t know what you just did to me.”

I kiss her lips and chin and slip away from her embrace to lie beside her. She finds comfort in my arms again and not long after, we are both drifting off.

“Take a pill tomorrow, sugams,” I whisper.

“Mm,” she replies.

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Honey is up before me in the morning. I wake up to find her all dressed.

“What time is it?”


I sit up. I have a client I need to see.

“So, I’m going to see Nne today,” she announces. “Then I’m off to Kalu’s office for business talks.”

“He’s back?”


“Okay. Have fun,” I say, heading to the bathroom.

“I’m not in a hurry. I’m actually here until ten o’clock.”

She follows me to the bathroom. I stare at my reflection in the mirror. I need a shave.

“So why are you all dressed if you’re leaving in three hours?” I ask her as I lift up the toilet seat.

“Oh. I’m on my period. Got up around five to pee and there it was!” She giggles. “Looks like my special diet is working. I’m beginning to feel like a normal woman again.”

“Happy for you,” I reply wittily, thinking of the lack of sex I have to endure for the next five days.

“Do you think I should go natural with my hair? You saw Jane yesterday. That was all her hair. And mine can be longer if I let it grow naturally. You think I should?”

“It’s your business. Just don’t start wearing Ankara along with it. You’ll just weird me out.”

She grins. “I’m not trying to be Chimamanda.”

I flush the toilet and turn on the shower as she walks out.

Note to self: Buy condoms, bros. Last night, as awesome as it was, should never repeat itself.

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The room is a mess when I wake up. Clothes everywhere, dirty dishes from last night’s dinner, a knife I had used in slicing onions, soiled diapers, my bra, a wig and some other nameless stuff litter the floor.

It’s like this every morning. The maid comes in during the day and cleans the house to perfection but by evening, Shady, our little girl and I, mess it up again. I always pretend not to notice the unuttered grumble on the maid’s lips that leaves her mouth in an angry pout every time she goes about her business. When she decides to speak, she complains that her pay is not enough, of which I’ll angrily yap back at her to quit if she’s tired.

Shady doesn’t like that I do that. He wants me to be considerate and sweet-talking but I’m just too frustrated to care these days. I don’t need him telling me what to do. I need him to help me get a job! This is not the life I projected for myself. I never wanted to settle into being a housewife. I had only gone off the job scene for a while to care for our baby just to realize that getting back in was much harder than I thought.

Dara is a year and eight months already and I still haven’t gotten a job. And Shady’s salary is barely getting us by. I long gave up on luxuries that came so easy for me and these days I have to manage the foodstuff because we cut back on so many things. Even money for my hair is always a problem. I keep my locks plaited neatly and use a wig whenever I can’t afford salon appointments. My friends have no idea what I’m going through. They have this perception that Shady is stingy but he isn’t. My poor husband is working his ass off in a job where they pay him less than he’s worth. I wish he would pursue his dreams, though. He’s such an amazing actor but for reasons unknown to me, he refuses to seek a career in the movie industry.

He is stressed out and frustrated as I am and it is taking a toll on our individual and married lives. Sex has become bland and if we’re not worrying about the rent, then we’re fighting each other over one thing or the other.

Take for instance, this morning. He gets up in a bad mood and has decided to take it out on me. First, he ignores my greeting and then asks me why I have left Dara’s dirty diaper on the floor.

I give him no answer and pick the diaper. When I come back to the room, I find him fixing the place up himself.

“Shady, the maid will come and do this. You’re late for work. Go and shower.”

He acts as if he’s deaf.

“Shady, go and shower.” I snatch my bra from his hand. “Leave what you’re doing–”


I recoil.

“You always want to be the man in this relationship and I am tired! I am fed up! You make me feel small and inconsequential and I have had enough! If I want to clean the room, is it your hand I’m using?! Why can’t you just let a man be?!”

I slump into the bed dazedly. I have no idea what just happened.

“Shady?” I can barely hear my own voice. “What did I do?”

He continues to tidy up the room and when he is done I notice he has only succeeded in moving the mess from one place to another. But that is the least of my concerns; my brain is trying to work out why Shady would lash out at me the way he just did.

“Shady, talk to me nau.”

“So you don’t know?”

“Know what?”

“Okay. You’ll soon know.”

He stomps out to the kitchen with the dirty dishes and comes back with a broom. I stop him as he begins sweeping.

“Shadrach, talk to me.”

“Before we left this house to Jide’s yesterday, what did I tell you?”

I hold on to the broomstick as I try to recall the previous evening. But nothing comes to mind.

“Didn’t I tell you not to take sides in the Mary and Reno drama?” Shady interrogates.

“You did,” I answer quietly.

“Then why did you go there to bash your friend?!”

I become wordless.

“You accused her of wanting to break Reno’s home! You opened your mouth and exposed that Reno and Peace were not having sex! You became judge, jury and executioner! Who asked you?!”

Oh boy. I’m so in for it today. Shady is really angry.

“Even when I told you to tread carefully, you dismissed me like a small boy! Embarrassed me in front of our friends! Because you are madam and you must talk! You must use your mouth to bring somebody down if not you won’t feel good about yourself!”

I don’t feel good about myself presently. Shady is right. I was a massive bitch to Mary last night.

“Even when it became clear that Reno was lying, you still wouldn’t stop! You were defending him at all cost ‘cause when I can’t buy you that hair or that dress or that pair of shoes, it is Peace who always takes you shopping!”

“No, Shady.”

“Yes, Celia!”

I’m not the type to cry easily but there’s this thing in my throat that begs to be released in tears. Shady has just bared open my heart and what I see inside stinks. Did I really take Reno’s side yesterday and emasculate my husband just for the little gifts Peace hands down to me now and then?

Shady enters the bathroom for a shower and I stand right where he has left me and go through yesterday’s events again. The more I ponder on the matter, the more I see my faux pas and the more I realize Reno is guilty.

When Shady is through with his shower and he walks back in, I apologize to him. He fronts a little but he ultimately lets the whole thing slide after I promise to visit Mary and ask her forgiveness over the mindless and hurtful utterances I made.

“So does that mean you and Reno are no longer friends?” I ask Shady.

“We are. Just not like before. All I need is proof that he raped Mary and he’s history.”

I ponder on Shady’s words as I make breakfast. If Reno really is guilty as we all suspect, then the only way to find out will be through Peace. But Peace is not the type to let out a secret. She is that type of woman that will kill with her right hand and her left hand will be oblivious of what she has done.

I come up with a plan to visit and charm her into spilling out something. I doubt that it will work, though. She is always on her guard when it comes to issues concerning Reno. She can defend him to death.

Shady leaves for work and the maid arrives. I give her a few instructions before leaving the house. Since Shady has taken the car today, I pick a bus to Peace’s area. I stopped being able to afford cab rides a long time ago.

I alight from the bus and proceed on a ten-minute walk to Peace’s house. The gateman lets me in. I walk to the front door to find it wide open. Usually, I’d have to ring the bell and endure listening to some gospel song from the 1950s  before Peace shows up at the door. Today, I enter and rather than gospel music, I hear Peace’s seven month-old son screaming his lungs out. It doesn’t take me long to pick out his location.

“Peace!” I call out.

Little Sammy, having heard my voice, increases the tempo of his cry. I hurry to the kitchen and find him on the floor in a half-crawl, half-sitting position. His diaper is heavily soiled and poop is spilling from the corners.

“Peace o! Why did you leave Dara’s husband like this nau?!”

I put my handbag away and lift Sammy up, trying my best to avoid being soiled by poop. I take him to his nursery and find the place in a mess.


I turn on the water heater and begin to strip off his clothes. The boy refuses to pipe down. I’m sure he has not had anything to eat. I start to placate him with a song I usually sing to Dara but it seems my efforts only get him more incensed.

While waiting for the water to heat up, I wipe him with a towel and take him in my arms to check on Peace in her bedroom. I find it empty.


Sammy begins another bout of tears again and I’m forced to go back and manage the bath water as lukewarm as it is. I wash him clean, change his clothes and feed him whilst trying to reach Peace on her phone. Each time I try, it rings off the hook. I give up and decide to call Reno but only after I tie Sammy on my back and get him to finally calm down.

I dial Reno. Like Peace, his phone rings out. Strange.

I am about to leave the house to ask the guard if Peace had stepped out earlier when I remember that I have not checked the guest room.

I walk there, push the door in and see Peace lying on the floor. For a second, I lose my breath because she looks dead. But I see a finger move and a bottle of Red Label lying half-consumed at her feet. It is at this point something her former housemaid once told me came back to mind.

“She dey drink like fish! Squadi! Shelsea o! Star o! Gooda, Palmy, all of dem! She dey drink! In short, she dey use Squadi soak garri! Chop cornflakes  sef! After she go brush teeth, put Tom-tom for mouth, tie head-tie, carry Bible, go church!”

That information had been revealed to me on the occasion of some fight between Peace and the maid. Peace told me she fired her for stealing from her but the maid denied the claims and said Peace fired her because she gave her unsolicited advice about her alcohol addiction.

I had laughed off the maid’s version of the story; it had seemed ridiculous a tale and even more outrageous that Peace, of all persons, would be addicted to alcohol. She was the calmest, most peaceful, most Holy Ghost sister I knew. How could she be an alcoholic?

But now as I look at her in her pathetic state, I can’t help but evoke clear signs I missed. The constant trembling hands, blotchy skin, red eyes, memory loss, blackouts, loss of interest and yes, the Tom-tom addiction. But God! She hid the signs well. Isn’t there that saying that the best place to hide something is right where everyone can see it?

We were with her the entire time and never saw that she was nursing an addiction that was slowly killing her. Reno wasn’t the only thorn in her flesh.

“Peace,” I call.

She doesn’t stir. I make a fist and give the door a loud thump that makes her head jerk off the floor. Beneath her, I see vomit. I retch.

She swivels her head left and right and manages to widen her eyes. I hit the door again. She raises her head higher and aims her eyes at me.


“It’s not Reno.”

But she doesn’t seem to hear me.

“Ray, you’re back? You’re not angry again?” She slurs. Her tiny voice comes off sounding like a five year Old’s.

“I was only joking… I won’t tell them… that you… you told me you raped Mary… I promise. I won’t say anything.”

She burps. “I pro…mise…”

Her head falls back to the floor again and I don’t know when tears leave my eyes and begin their way down my face.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m not crying for her or for Mary. I am crying for Reno and what is about to befall him.

I pull out my phone from my pocket and dial my elder brother’s number. He is a lieutenant colonel in the army. I haven’t spoken to him in a while but he takes my call without hesitation as he usually does. Side note: he’s been madly in love with Mary for years but I have discouraged the two from hooking up because she’s too calm for his crazy.

Young African American soldier talking on cell phone.

“Cee, this one that you called me today, I hope it’s to tell me that my wife is now ready for me? Her diamond ring is gathering dust here o.”

“Joey…” I sigh. And then I tell him everything.

My talkative brother goes silent. For a really long time.


“I’ll send my boys,” he replies brusquely and the line goes dead.


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  1. yay!!!1st 2 comment.tnk u ma 4 d bonus update.Reno,i cant wait 2 c u suffer,Honey dnt get preggy yet o,Jide wont like it cos e warned u,peace beht y???? Jane,dats so nice of u.tnk u Mrs Sally& av a blessed month ahead

    • Sally

      Thanks Feyilag! I’m always infected by your energy

  2. MissBosola

    Whao! It’s getting more interesting, can’t wait for the next episode. You’re doing a good job Sally.

  3. Oh my…Reno is about to get it…shit just got real…next episode biko

  4. yahyii…….Reno will def get his fill…..and for mary happily ever after in sight. I hope

    • Sally

      Yeah…maybe Mary will get her own happy ending after all

  5. Thanks so much Sally for the bonus. See life, Reno and Peace are so messed up,chai! Reno go hear am with soldier boys,lol! And i think Honey is going to get pregnant after this deed,lol! It’s Another Saturday,yayy!

    • Sally

      The pregometer has predicted a baby in the future. Lol! maybe…maybe not

  6. Thanks sally,yeah the heat is on…

  7. Wooooooowwwww…..I nor fit laff o…ghen ghen ghen .. sally I lov you is an understatement. I can’t count how many nija literary blogs I follow ..but Mehn. .they are all learners. None comes close at all…Ur just effortlessly blessed. Like a zillion kisses for this post.

    • Sally

      Thank you, Sandra. As I always say, it’s God

  8. *laffing wicked laff* hahahahahha. Reno yaf enter tunnel!

  9. Peachesgurl

    Oh yes!!!!!! Cee Cee to the rescue. Now I can breath easily. Hav been holding back my breath on this RApe issue. Reno will get his due. And then honey and Jide!!!!! Kia Sally you hav made my day. And it’s not even a Saturday!! Muuuuuaaahhh!!!!!

    • Sally

      Kisses back to you, Peachesgurl

  10. temidayo

    ghen ghen d battle as just started. reno wont know what hit him.. and pls y is peace like that she deserves 2 learn a lesson kai only if celia had recorded her sha…mehnnn madam sally u just 2 gud didn’t see that twist coming. i honestly wish i could tap into ur d gud wrk going madame. love ya bunchs.

    • Sally

      I will lay my mantle on you. Receive!

  11. temidayo

    and tnx 4 d bonus cus 2day aint Saturday yet. u d best

  12. This episode ‘s gat me going haaaaaaaa n ohhhhhhhh. Many gbosas 4 u aunt Sally!

  13. kalliboom

    Chai! Now I believe the saying dat says its wat is in ones head dat comes out wen wine goes in. Finally d truth is out abt Reno raping Mary and how Honey’s mum is been killed,Nemesis on evil doers,thank u jane for telln d truth n stealing d will for honey,dis episode is so interesting I learnt a lot frm it. Thanks Sally God bless You!

    • Sally

      and you too, Kalliboom

  14. harrison

    Sally,Come nd Be marrying me o! All this Stories You’re Dropping! There Is God o! And to think that I read this Episode Driving!!

    • Sally

      You want me to come and be marrying you? If i come, na you go run o! I get werey.

  15. This bonus episode was all shades of awesome. I’m glad Celia has taken action against Reno and he is finally getting what is coming to him. Jane also came through for honey in a big way and that makes me super happy. Thanks for the bonus episode Sally, I think you’re a pretty fantastic writer.

    • Sally

      And I think I am blessed to have readers who think I’m fantastic.
      Thanks, Tgirl

  16. Awesome Sally…thank you very plenty for this episode. So sweet….

    • Sally

      God takes all the glory,Olly
      Thank you

  17. Thks so much for ds bonus episodes. More ink to ur pen nd ds is getting more interesting. Hope dere is anoda episode on sat☺

    • Sally

      There’s always more as long as there’s always life, Amadex

  18. Haha See Gobe for Reno, truth will always come out see how vindicated Mary. Thank you for the bonus sally. Can’t wait for Saturday.

  19. Tanx sally.yuppy d whole truth is out,can’t stop smilin.

    • Sally

      And I can’t stop smiling with you too

  20. Hmmm punch line “I will send my boys”

  21. Peace! Who would have known! Now Mary is vindicated, thank God she doesn’t have to wait for years before the truth comes to light. As for that Reno, I pity his sorry arse. Thanks a lot Sally, this episode and the last one were really long. God bless you love!

    • Sally

      The truth will always come out in the end
      Blessings, Mariam

  22. Happy new month to you too Sally!!!

    Thank you for this very long bonus episode…..I soo oo love you!

    To the matter now,
    Chai!! Reno done find trouble o!!
    I’m happy Celia has come to her senses. High 5, to sister Jane. I can’t get over ‘She dey use Squadi soak garri’

    • Sally

      would you believe it if I told you that the garri and sqaudi part was done by a girl in my school. And she did it, not once or twice. I still don’t understand the addiction

  23. Was so surprised wen i saw this notification.. thanks so much Sally… so so happy Reno will be punished.. he wont believe what hit him…good job Celie

  24. It’s another. Wednesday!!! *whoop* I read this episode until a flight attendant quietly asked me to turn of my device. Wow. I. Just love you sally, you gave me a. Pre-weekend package, bless you. #Jideney are gonna be parents soon!!! *whoop* Reno is. Going. To. He’ll!!! *mwah*

    • Sally

      Lol! going to hell alright.
      Thanks, dear

    • Sally

      Yayyyy!!!! welcome aboard! Great to have you here

  25. tedypine

    Yaaaaay, sally made my day. I was dancing when I got the email notification for this post.I’m not kidding.lemme go read it the 2nd time as I normally do. When is boys with toys gonna be on okadabooks cos I alraedy refilled my account in anticipation. I believe in you sally.

    • Sally

      When Boys With Toys is ready, I’ll let you know.

  26. It’s a ghenghen. Things are hapz

  27. Babypaul

    Reno I pity u, sugam don’t get pregnant oo. sally, God bless plentifully 4 did 1. CNT wait 4 d next episode

    • Sally

      You don’t want sugams to get pregnant? 🙁

  28. “I’ll send my Boys”. . .Gengen!!!Reno you are so in for it. . . Celia you have sense. Honey’s inheritance is back Yay but those her Siblings are wicked o. Sally thank u for dis sweeet episode. Looking forward to saturday.

    • Sally

      You know I love to do this

  29. Wowww,,,sally you are so so so good. Reno is time to pay for your sins and i cannt wait. Honey dear dont get preggy yet ooooo

    • Sally

      2 votes down for Honey’s baby

  30. Adekola Funmilola

    Singing: Reno iyaf enta it, hiya hiya yoo# We’re expecting a baby o! Uncle Olajideofor, fine tune your midwifery skills o

    • Sally

      Yeah, I think it would be the loveliest thing for him to have a baby of his own

  31. Thank you so much. Let me go back aand read

  32. Yaay… thank you Sally!

    Why does it feel like Honey has something up her sleeve?

    “I’ll send my boys”??? Chimo! Reno has entered hot soup

    • Sally

      Well, you may be right
      we’ll wait and see

  33. Princess

    This bonus is superb, cant wait for saturday. Or will u borrow us saturday’s own? 😉

  34. Yeeee aunt sals…u yaf kilt someone o…I just dey pray make e no finish…ur work na beta work…put anoda one tomorrow na abeg….hope say ur family dey kampe

    • Sally

      My fam is great, Amaka
      Thank you!

  35. we get served what we deserve eventually.. I hope they mix reno properly. Aunty sally now u got me counting down to saturday

  36. YES YES YES YES YES YES!!!!!!!
    All I can scream is yes!!!!!! Reno will not know wat hit him! YES!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
    Thank u Sally. Thank u!

  37. Gloria A

    OMG!!! Peace…. who would have thought. I’m so scared for Reno n what is about to befall him. Sally sha! The picture u paint of Jide n Honey can make a young lady go gaga….. lol… eagerly awaiting the next episode

    • Sally

      ‘Honji’ is catching you abi? Lol! *tongue out*

  38. Wow, Reno you are in for it baje. Well done ma’am Sally.

  39. Ghen ghen!! Thanks for the bonus episode yaay!! Peace’s maid’s story got me LMAO.”squadi,gooda..” loool.
    Jane wa gbayii!

  40. Adeleke Julianah

    You should see my dance when I read the last part!
    *still dancing away!*
    Reno must to suffer. Serious one sef.
    And I’m so happy that Jane helped Honey.
    So far so good, my best episode yet!
    Yay! ? ? ?

  41. Sally you’re the best. Awesome episode

  42. Reno thinks he’s smart,,, I just pray this joeys men do no kill him with confam beating o
    honey shld tread carefully with this her wicked family o,,,Sally please see to it that karma visits honeys wicked siblings abeg,, thanks for this surprise,,

    • Sally

      Sweetheart! You know what I feel for you 😉

  43. Na so! Na so!! Na so!!! Na sooooooooooo!!! Jidenna’s madness is just a primary school learner whr dis 1 is coming come 4rm! Choooiiiii!!!

  44. Dan Auta

    Joey send me too o. I ean burst person head

  45. Sally pls surprise us with another episode na.please,I am begging.

  46. I just finish reading. I didn’t even notice it’s past midnite and work they tomorrow.whew sally u are just the best.May God increase ur knowledge.

  47. I woke and just picked my phone to check d time then, I realised I hadn’t checked my mail all day. Immediately I saw this episode, couldn’t wait till morning and it was sooo worth my sleep! Choi Sally, I love you. Ehn ehn! Now, Reno can go to Hell without qualms. Peace needs help fast! Mary is finally going to get her happy ending. I sense a baby for Jideney! Awesome episode!

  48. classiq IJ

    Baddest episode!!! Like i always say Sally, U ARE BEST! *kisses.

  49. classiq IJ

    Baddest episode!!! Like i always say Sally, U ARE THE BEST! *kisses.

  50. Yeahhhhhhhhhhh…..”Dancing Skelewu”…reno will finally get wat he deserves..yipeeeeeee…all these rapists going scot free,that s**t has got to salivating for d next episode,plsssss hurry make B.P no kill person

  51. wasmakelly

    Speechless. I luv shady 4 dat, a man need 2 let dis lady knows dat dey r d head. Mrs Sally. U r d best.

  52. thanks Sally. almost cried for Honey. as for Reno, when soldier handle you, you will confess to a sin you have never committed. Celia, thanks for that calls without any consultation. Peace displayed what many women do with their husbands and children, indulging their bad habits and suffering the consequences.

  53. adeola gem

    Nemesis! Karma! Reno, ur cup don full…hehehe! Thanks Celia, now you are back to your senses. I op Mary get her succour from this. Sister Jane thankyou o, at last u got Honey her right… Why is everyone telling Honey not to get preggy? I pity you Tola, u no no say most times olomo lo loko. My best lines “she dey use squadi soak cornflakes, “I’ll send my boys” thanks Ms Sally for giving us this bonus episode. Loads of lessons learnt. Una do well o. Warm rgds.

  54. Yay!!!
    Now the real bitchy yet idealistic Celia is back in full gear.
    I wonder what happened to her to have sided that Reno. I believe women like Celia, independent minded, assertive and opinionated need to be shown their weakness to keep them on track. She needed Shady’s reprimand to get her to realize and correct her faults.
    The hot seat judge is back on track.

    Honey and Jide are my favorite couple in here. Even though it’s obvious they’re the main characters of your story.
    Jide reminds me of another protagonist in your story. The story centered about the Jos family. The shy male character that always leaves his shades on his eyes.
    And Mary also reminds me of another female character in TTAV. A female friend to the male protagonist in the TTAV story.

    Jane is really God sent. She came out differently from the lot of her maleficent siblings. Am glad she’s someone Honey can depend on, anytime, anywhere.

    I hope Celia’s brother and Mary can now hook up for good. I really like Mary. She’s such a peaceful soul but doesn’t get her needs realized nor is she appreciated by others.
    A misunderstood lady I can describe her as. Still on the journey to fulfillment and discovery about herself.
    Hopefully, soon she’ll be all smiles.

    I wonder what guts Tola has to think she can dish such bias thoughts of hers to Jide. Am sure she’s forgotten so soon, she’s gotten married to a man whom has a child by another. And he has a duty to fulfill towards his child.
    She’s just possessive at times and very insecure too.

    I so much loved the part you described the spiritual angle that lovemaking is. It’s just so on point and the best I’ve read. No one really does it like you do.
    In PSquare’s voice; No One Be Like You. :-p..

    On that note I want to say am now back in full gear on the commenting trend. Back to claim my space, *winks*…
    I can see I’m being missed.. *smiles*
    I miss being here so so so much.
    Kudos sister. xoxo

    • Sally

      Glad to have you back, Yakori.
      I have missed you here so so so much.
      And missed your analysis as well.
      God bless your soul, darling
      I owe you a phone call. Yafe ni and my silence

  55. Mariemummy

    Ghen ghen. What Reno got from Jide was actually chin-chin. Morticians are preparing a space for him in mortuary

  56. Sally!!! I hail o! Tuale x 100

    YES!!! Finally!!! Reno totally deserves whatever comes to him. Payback is such a bitch. I hope Mary & the Lieutenant get their happy ending because Mary really deserves a break.

    Thank you for the lovely piece. I’m guessing Honey will get pregnant all that talk about period na wash.

    As usual… on point.

  57. And finally the truth is out.sally u are the very best.
    The best in lengthy stories,
    The best in updating and
    The very best in story line.#big hug 4 u alone#

  58. Ibhafidonian

    Wow,I’m so happy that Reno is going to get what’s coming and he wouldn’t know what hit him.he is a monster.thanks for the bonus part.ekushe so waiting for this Saturday jor.

  59. thank u madam Sally 4 d bonus u ar d best. Reno own don finish patapata as for Mary pls giv h e r happy endin d girl don suffer too much and pls giv us details abt Reno an Mary in d past wat really brought them together. thanks once again.

  60. Reno is so gon’ gerrit HOT!!! The nice turn in the rape saga is sooooooo pleasing.
    As for Jane, she got on an angelic assignment for Honey (to the normal eye) but my paranoid self still has reservations about trusting her absolutely 😀
    So Honey’s period came, and I don’t expect her to treat us to news about embarking on a 9-month course, ‘cept she’s one of the very rare cases that I have read and seen.
    When The Bible recorded wine as being a mocker, Peace wouldn’t have known it would also land her in trouble. Now, the chicken has come home to roost for oga Reno.
    Shebi Yaaa serving us episode 20 tomorrow Sally? God bless you always.

  61. itheword

    OOOOOOOOOOOOOOH MYYYY GOOOOOD!!!! I’m going bananas right now! If you can’t tell, I am! WOW! Man, I need more. I’m so sad. It feels like the show is coming to an end!

  62. Oluwakemi

    Hmmnmn,what can I say. As always, first thing first. Thank you so much Madam Sally. I have read this episode at least 3ce and I am been sincere. After I read through the first time,I felt I missed out some part cos I was rushing. Read it d second time to savoir it and read it again this night in anticipation for tomorrow. May God continually give you the inspiration and may you never lack ideas on how to make this gift a money spinning one for you in Jesus name, amen.

    • Sally

      Thanks, Olaedo. An honor to have you here.

  63. Sallychukwu…plss, episode 20 should come early already. And plz, always inform us anytime you want to have midweek service. Imagine, I’m just reading Episode 19 now.

  64. Mrs Sally, u are a good writer I must say. Am from delta state urhobo to be precise. I love d way u write. U give me d feeling of been in d story like am watching a movie or its all happening B4 me. Pls continue d good work. More power to u.

  65. Gobe. Seems lyk honey zs gnna b expecting a babe vry soon. (Crying) n nw d luv story z gnna turn sour.
    sally if i ws a guy dn marrying u wuld b 1 one my wishes 2 santa. Thxs 4 always makin my day with ur stories. Cnt wait 4 next issue. I’m addicted already

  66. I can’t wait for Reno to get what is coming to him! I love how Shady’s outburst was resolved. I think it would help bring them together. As for Jide, he should know he’s about to become a daddy!!

  67. toyenlon

    I think Honey just played Jide cos she wants to get pregnant.

  68. Celia made a very stupid move. Reno will get beat up again but Peace will defend his to d end n Noka n d other blind ladies won’t still believe Mary. Y didn’t she just stop for a second n think? Aunt Sally bless u for this episode.

  69. 'Bimbola

    Nd then the table don turn. Reno is really in for it. N I always like Jide n Honey’s session.

  70. mayreecollette

    My head wants to burst oo

  71. imotolab2014

    Omo I’ve missed oooo. Dz s so wow!!! Reno, God yaff catch uuu.

  72. Never getting tired of dis awesome series. 1 of the best reads. Awesome piece

  73. So Happy the rest of the series are back. now my seriorgasms drought is over..

  74. Got me glued again????????. Pls I cnt find episode 20. Kindly repost…thanx…

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