GENESIS
He was beautiful in his sleep. Nude, a pillow between his legs, twitching eyebrows and a heaving chest gave her some distraction for the morning. She stood by the foot of her bed and watched him as she sipped noodle soup from a bowl held by both hands.
Motherβs plans had come to nothing; her spell on both of them, useless. Genesis hadnβt seen the faces of her rapists while she was intimate with Dominic, but she hadnβt seen his face either. In fact, the entire experience could be described as mildly agreeable, and for that, she owed her best friend, Nancy, a huge one.
Nancy was Motherβs rogue daughter and had nothing in common with her. She was dark-complexioned, overweight, crass and loud. She ran a hotel where she pimped out all the girls Mother no longer needed. Mother loathed her and the feeling was mutual on her side, but this didnβt stop Genesis from keeping her bond with Nancy. She was always the first person she turned to whenever she needed a shoulder to lean on.
A day after her rape ordeal, she had visited Nancy in her hotel, and as they both sat to have their nails done, she narrated all that befell her in the hands of Mother and the rapists. Nancy was peeved.
βBut I warned you about her, didnβt I? I told you the beast in her would soon come out, Gen! It is her MO! She has a sick fetish for seeing people being raped. I told you! But you didnβt listen! Now, look at you!β
Nancy dismissed the ladies attending to them, and left alone with Genesis, she cussed Mother in every tongue she knew. Genesis was bereft of tears and so she sat silently until Nancy expended herself. It took a long time but Nancy ended in a low note and turned concerned eyes on Genesis.
βIβm so sorry, love.β
βThanks.β
βDid they use protection?β
βYeah… Look, I didnβt come here for all that one, Nance. Iβm here because I need to get over what happened. I need to be with this guy.β
βThe Ditorusin person?β
βYes.β
βYou like him?β
βIt doesnβt matter, but I want him, not just because Mamisi doesnβt want me to, but because itβs now like an obsession. Even with what happened to me, I canβt stop thinking about him.β
βSo maybe Mamisi was right about you being in love.β
βI donβt know whatβs going on, to be honest, but I canβt let him go. I need your help.β
Nancyβs causticness returned. βThen why are you here nau? Shebi Mamisi has all those her charms and oils and perfumes na. Use them.β
βIβm serious here, Nance.β
βOh, theyβre not working again abi?β
βNancy!β
βRelax. Iβm just joking.β
βMamisi wants me to go there and do a quick job but it won’t go her way this time. Iβm in control and this is going to be my last job because heβll be the first and last man Iβll keep. In fact, I think I want to marry him sef.β
βMarry?! Ha! Gen, what has happened to you?β Nancy teased, but when she realized Genesis was serious, she stopped and looked into her eyes. Genesis stared back.
βYouβre not joking o. You really want him?β
Genesis kept her unwavering air.
βTo the point of marriage? You like him like that?β
βAre you go-going to help me g-get out of this nightmare in my head or not?β
βAh. You have vexed. Oya, pele.β Nancy patted her back. βOf course, my darling, Iβm here for you.β
Nancy rose up from her chair and left her hotel room. She returned with a trolley containing food and a bottle of champagne.
βIβm not hungry,β Genesis mumbled.
βThe food is not for you joor. I didnβt want to ring the bar because I wanted to catch the stupid barman and the waitress heβs been banging in the act. But my fat soul saw this trolley in the hallway and I changed my mind.β
Genesis laughed despite her mood. Nancy made another fat joke at her own expense while she popped the champagne and poured them both glasses. They drank, talked about other things, ordered yet another bottle and were half way into it when Nancy steered the conversation back to Genesisβ problems.
βYou want to know how I got over my own rape experience?β
Genesis sat up straight. This was one part of her life Nancy never spoke about. Before a brutal rape incident which Mother denied having any hand in, Nancy possessed a happy-go-lucky persona without a care in the world. The ordeal had kept her in the hospital for weeks but when she returned, she bounced back really fast. No one knew how that happened. The only problem was that she turned into an entirely different person.
Genesis wanted that. She wanted to get out of her own nightmare quickly. She did not mind if in the end she changed like Nancy did; she just needed to erase that terrible morning at Motherβs beach house from her head forever.
βFirst of all, I addressed my mind,β Nancy began. βI told myself, βNance, you were raped and beaten senseless. Yes, it was hell but get over it.β I repeated that every chance I got like a mantra and whenever the memories came, I didnβt drive them away. I let them play in my head and watched them like a movie until they meant nothing to me.β
Her words shocked Genesis who put her glass of champagne to her laps and lowered her head in thought.
βBabe, itβs a mindset and if you let it, the thing will become a stronghold. It has happened and you canβt undo it, so own it and turn it into pleasure. Itβs stupid to let yourself become a victim because you can die in your depression for nothing. And Mamisi would move on and replace you. Mind you, therapy doesnβt work. All that talking to a psychologist is crap. Theyβll just be using you to make money and youβll be trapped in your pain till you die.β
βSo, thatβs how you got over what happened to you?β
βYeahβ¦but thereβs more.β
βOkay.β
βI re-enacted the whole experience.β
βRe-enacted? I donβt understand abeg. Explain.β
βI paid some guys to sleep with me and turned everything into a fantasy and my dear, from that day, I have not shed a single tear over that night.β
βThatβs insane, Nance. You really did that?β
βNot once, not twice.β Nancy laughed.
βIt became fun, actually.β
βGod forbid! Youβre sick.β
Nancy rolled her eyes and grinned. βOh wellβ¦ But it works, Gen. Itβs simple psychology, really. That which doesnβt kill you will keep trying toβ¦ until you kill it. So take what happened to you and screw it like it screwed you.β
Genesis didn’t do that exactly but when Dominic stepped into her apartment she knew she had to confront her fears. His caresses and kisses had been torturous at first and left her cringing inwardly. She endured as much as she could, but then it became unbearable and she broke away from him and found the solace of her bathroom where she showered and scrubbed herself. It was there Nancyβs advice returned and she let it sink in with the help of some liquor she found in her medicine closet. When she went back to Dominic, she was a lot more relaxed and pliant. It was still difficult to give in, but she allowed him with no fuss. Her thoughts and memories were forced to leave and she gave permission to her body to feel.
Dominic was different from the men in her history. He was fresh and virile with hands that came from a place of skill, and lips that uniquely adulated her body. This was not a man accustomed to being served in bed. He possessed a buffet complex and enjoyed serving himself without caring much if he got anything in return. He took her selfishly, and even after they exhausted the pair of condoms he had come with, he still demanded for more.
It was at that juncture she pulled her mind out of its place of protection and told herself she had gotten enough. She was desperate to have a bath to expunge the guilt and utter disgust that settled on her immediately, but Dominic gave her no room. He held her bound and compelled her to pleasures worked by his tongue and hands alone. After he was sure that she was where he wanted her, he let her be and fell asleep in her arms.
It was daylight by then. Genesis could hear Wuraβs stunning voice from the downstairs apartment, singing out popular hymns as she got about getting ready for church. Genesis slipped away from Dominicβs clutch and went for that much needed shower. She did a bit of cleaning around the house as well and prepared peppery noodle soup which she took back to her bedroom.
Dominic stirred as she walked in, but didnβt wake. She watched him until the last drop of soup left her dish. Thereafter, she picked a novel to read. Three hours went by and he finally woke up. He looked about him, taking in the posh setting of her bedroom. Next, he turned his attention on her. She was sprawled on a Victorian sofa.
βYou made me sleep, which is a feat no one has ever accomplished.β
“I’m flattered.”
His wristwatch was brought to his face. β12:30. I missed Mass.β
βIβm sorry.β
He sat up, pillow still between his legs. A hairy chest was above what once used to be toned abs that had now turned to minor folds which disappeared and left lines anytime he sat up. He wasnβt much of a hunk, just a normal man with a commanding air that most people found gripping. She had seen better.
He got up at and flung the pillow aside. She looked elsewhere as he dressed up. Done with that, he approached her and stood, staring down at her like she was an enigma.
βIβm hooked,β he confessed. βWhatever it is youβve done, youβve gotten me and Iβm going to keep coming back for more.β
He lowered himself into a squat and searched her eyes.
βBut of course, Iβm not stupid, I know you were sent by someone. Itβs not the first time theyβre doing it. Many are my adversaries. However Iβd like you to tell said adversary that Iβll have you as my war booty. You ainβt going back to them. Iβm keeping you. I want your body, I want your mind and I wantβ¦β
βHow easily you forget your fiancΓ©e…β
βOne thing I donβt want, though: your opinions on my personal matters.β
βNoted, Dominic.β Genesis sat up and pulled him to her. She gave him a peck.
βI’ll see you later?β he said and stood up. βDonβt go kissing some other dude.” He got to the door. “I don’t share.”
She was filling up with anger but she couldnβt show it. Men did not speak to her the way he just did and she was very close to losing her patience. What she felt for him at that given time was a mixture of dislike and overpowering attachment. The sex was to blame. It had connected her to him at some level and it felt like he had raped her like the five men had. For that she despised him. Yet she knew she wanted to see him again, even if it was just to watch him sleep. The manner in which hours ago he gave himself to her selflessly already left a mark.
Dominic could patch her up. She knew this. He could take away the pain even though he was soon going to become a puppet in her hands as things were fashioned to go. But she was determined not to let it get to that point. To help her escape from Motherβs claws and from the life she knew, he had to remain the man he presently was. And for that reason alone, she wasn’t going to resort to her old ways. All charms and potions were to be done away with. She was going to win his heart and devotion the old fashion way.
WURA
Church service was a blast. It was one of those Holy Ghost empowered gatherings that left a lot of people high in the Spirit. Wura was one of them. The preacherβs message wasnβt going to be forgotten in a hurry. It had left a mark on her, and with a sated and blessed heart she left the church. But it seemed the devil was waiting for her as she kissed the outside air.
βSister Wura!β
Wura turned to see two of her friends from the previous evening approaching her. Straightaway, she felt a little apprehensive. They hadnβt spoken to her since their encounter with Mahmud.
βWhatβs up na?β Gloria, the more talkative of the two asked.
βI dey.β Wura smiled uneasily at Lydia. Folake was standing away from them, speaking to an usher by the gate. From the mien she wore on her face, Wura could tell she was not interested in their little gathering. Folake had always been the nicest of the three. Had it not been for Gloria, Wura would have gotten closer to her.
βAre you going home?β Gloria asked.
βYeah.β
βIs your boyfriend coming to pick you?β
Wura didnβt miss the emphasis placed on the βboyfriendβ.
βNo, heβs not. Any problem?β
βEmβ¦ Sister Kate wants to see you at her house. She says itβs important.β
Wura felt her pulse quicken. Sister Kate was the leader of the chastity fellowship of which she was a member. Wura didnβt need an angel to tell her that Gloria and Lydia had run their mouths.
βHer house is not far from here,β Lydia mentioned. βWe can even walk.β
Wura knew she was cornered. It was times like this she needed Pastor Ralph but he was nowhere in sight.
She kept a polite smile on her face and followed them to Sister Kateβs house.
***
Sister Kate was an old spinster that had enjoyed life to the fullest in the past and turned to God when the world and its pleasures stopped favoring her. Wura could still see signs of the type of life she once lived evident in her sitting room. It contrasted greatly with her conservative dressing and reserved persona. Wura was often uncomfortable around her. She had eyes that seemed to read deep into peopleβs souls. It was eerie.
βHow was service today, girls?β Sister Kate welcomed them in with a sneeze and a hanky to her nose.
βAh! Aunty, you missed o! But I bought you the CD.β Gloria immediately made herself comfortable.
βMy dear, this catarrh wants to kill my enemy. I couldnβt even sleep sef. It is well sha.β
βSorry,β Wura muttered and received a smile from her. They all settled down afterwards and Sister Kate took a comfortable seat that was directed at Wura.
βHow are you, Wuraola?β
βIβm fine, ma.β Wura answered to the deliberate pronunciation of her name.
βIβm sure you know why youβre here?β
βNo,β Wura lied. At that moment she felt an instant sting of annoyance at Gloria and Lydia. If she survived her interrogation session with Sister Kate, she was going to beg God to allow her keep a grudge with them.
βWura, you know me. I donβt waste time, so Iβll just go straight to the point.β Sister Kate put one hand over the other and then rested them on her knees.
βI got some information late last night from your friends here and it was disturbing. Before I go on, please know that your friends have your best interest at heart and that is why they called and spoke to me first. I commend them because they acted fast. Now, the issue they tabled before me is about a young man they met yesterday. His name is Mohammed?β
βMahmud,β Lydia corrected.
βYes, I was told heβs your boyfriend?β
Wura didnβt reply.
βIs he?β
Wura bowed her head. βHe is.β
βRaise your head nau. Abi youβre ashamed of him?β
Wura looked up.
βMy dear, there should be nothing to be ashamed of if youβre doing the right thing. Are you doing the right thing?β
βI donβt understand your question, ma.β
βWuraola, as the leader of the chastity fellowship which you are part of, it is my duty to be informed of any ongoing relationship that members have delved into. It is the same rule with every group in the church. If youβre seeing someone, your group leader should know, so that they would in turn, relay the message to the marriage committee. You know that, right?β
βYes, ma.β
βSo why havenβt you come to tell me about this Mohammed person?β
βIβ¦β
βOr is it because heβs a Muslim?β
Wura bit her lower lip.
βAnswer me nau.β
βI was waiting for the right time.β
βRight time? Hmmmβ¦Sister Wura, are you listening to yourself so? Right time with a Muslim? My dear, there is never ever going to be anything right about dating a Muslim.β
Wura scratched the nape of her neck where prickly heat had launched a vicious offensive.
βYou are a lead worshipper in the church, a minister, a vessel. God blesses people through your voice. Therefore, you cannot take that vessel and use it for anything else. It has to remain untainted.β
βDonβt be unequally yoked with unbelievers,β Gloria chirped in.
βDo you know what you’re getting yourself into? Have you any idea what Islam is all about?β
βLack of freedom, honor killings, Jihad wars, not to say the least!β
βHave you thought of your future with this boy? I heard he even smokes.β
The air zapped right out of Wura. Gloria and Lydia were definitely going into a new black book she would create just for them.
Sister Kate went on. βThe average Muslim man would convert you the moment you become his wife and he will force Islam on your childrenβ¦β
βAnd he canβt even love you sef. Heβll marry other women on top and lock you in his house like a slave.
βIs that what youβre going for?β
Wura felt the sensation of fiery tears in her eyes.
βMy sister, wake up from your slumber o! This is not the will of God for you! He is not an author of confusion to give you a man out of your faith! Whatever is holding you bound to that Mohammed boy, you had better use your authority in Christ and cast it away this minute!β
Wura rubbed her eyes but tears came down her face in a rush.
βOr are you having sexual intercourse with him already?β Sister Kate asked then sneezed into her hanky.
βNo, no, no. Iβm not.β Wura sniffled.
βThen you better end it with him before any of the pastors get wind of it. The will of God will not lead you where the grace of God cannot keep you, Wuraola. That relationship is from hell. Get out of it and seek Godβs face. He will give you the right Christian brother at the right time.β
Ironically, Wura concurred with everything Sister Kate was saying. She had been thinking along the same lines from the first day she said yes to Mahmud. But it was a constant war within her. Her feelings for him were growing stronger by the day and she couldnβt stop herself.
βWhat if I’m in love with him?β she dared to ask.
βLove ke.β Sister Kate sounded irritated. βGet such heady thoughts out of your mind. True love wonβt turn you away from your faith.β
Wura went home utterly depressed. She cried all through the night and rejected Mahmudβs phone calls. When she finally answered him the day after, she asked for a break. He didnβt take her seriously. He was going away for a family emergency in Katsina. The call ended with Wura reiterating that she wanted to be left alone for a while to sort out her feelings.
By noon, she met Genesis for lunch and shared her dilemma with her. Genesis told her to follow her heart. She gave her much hope that things would turn out fine. She also gave her the day off work. Wura wasnβt satisfied with Genesisβ counsel, thus she called her elder sister to get a different opinion and she wasnβt surprised that her sister stood strongly against her being with Mahmud. This only plunged Wura deeper into her depression.
The days following that were miserable. She avoided church and everyone else and kept to her room.
By Thursday, she was beginning to feel the onset of a fever but she paid it no mind and honored an appointment with a client. Friday came and she had gotten worse. Genesis forced her to stay at home. She obeyed, but in the afternoon she took a shower and was about to head out to the nearest pharmacy when Mahmud showed up.
From a hug she didnβt reciprocate he discovered she was running a high temperature and dragged her into his car. On the way to the clinic where he worked, he asked her general questions about the symptoms she was experiencing.
βHeadache, sore throat, weak joints, burning eyesβ¦β she replied.
βDoes it hurt when you pee?β
βNo.β
βAny nausea, diarrhea?β
βNo.β
βWhen was your last menses?β
Wura glowered. βWhy all these questions, Tokunboh?β
βSee me see wahala. I canβt ask my girlfriend about her period again?”
Wura was quiet. The unhurried manner in which he had called her his girlfriend left a queasy feeling in her gut. From the little she knew about Mahmud, he liked to act clueless. It was possible he sensed the anxiety within her, but pretended he didnβt. All the same, it wasnβt the best time to break up with him. She needed to get better first.
At the clinic, Mahmud ordered a full medical checkup on her, even though a colleague was against it.
βItβs probably common cold, Tokunboh.β
βJust do the whole thing, please,β Mahmud insisted.
Wura was forced to endure a series of tests that lasted almost two hours. In the end she was diagnosed with influenza, given drugs and told to rest.
Heading back to Mahmudβs apartment which was in the same neighborhood, Wura lashed out at him.
βYou could have just asked me my HIV status, you know! Or asked if my womb was still intact after all my abortions! Why did you make me go through all that stress with that woman pushing her fingers into my private part and rectum?! Youβre wicked!β
βI just wanted to be sure youβre okay, baby.β
Mahmud held her with his free hand but she smacked him away and faced her window, fuming. He teased and called her sweet names, but nothing he did seemed to placate her. The moment they got to his house, he set before her a bowl of steaming peppersoup they had bought along the way, made sure she took her drugs and watched her while she ate. Subsequently, he tucked her in bed and apologized for his actions at the hospital.
βIβm really crazy about you, thatβs why,β he said, running his finger over a trimmed eyebrow. βIf good health is all I can give, then why stop me?β
She managed a smile and he gave her a peck. He left the house for his shift at the hospital. Wura buried herself under a fuzzy blanket and tried to ignore her ringing phone. From its tone, she knew it was her elder brother calling.
She put out her hand and picked the phone off the floor. Her thumb accepted the call.
Her brother didnβt mince his words. His instructions were crystal. She was to dump Mahmud faster than lightening. She sobbed silently and didnβt interrupt him as he blustered. His wife spoke next, but she was gentler and appealed to Wuraβs commonsense, stressing that the family was never going to accept Mahmud. Wura thanked them both and put her phone away. She thought about calling Pastor Ralph, but it was late already and she concluded he would merely reiterate all that her siblings had told her.
She cried herself to sleep. Bliss waited for her at the other end where none of her troubles resided. She slept like a babe in arms until sunlight peeked in through the windows. She tossed on the bed and turned around only to fall into Mahmudβs arms. He smelled lightly of sweat, tobacco and his signature perfume that had tones of leather and wood. She felt comfort in his cuddle and squeezed him tightly.
How was she to let go of someone that always made her at ease?
She released her grip and looked into his eyes.
βMahmud,β tears clouded her vision, βit canβt work. We have to break up.β
βI know. Itβs been in your eyes since yesterday and you donβt have to explain. I understand. But know that Iβm still crazy about you no matter how this ends.β
His words did not make her feel any better. She weakened and tried to turn away from him but he drew her back. There was sadness on his face.
βI canβt force you but can I at least have one last kiss?β
She willingly gave him her lips. It was going to be the final time; therefore, she allowed him and all her misery seemed to disappear under the familiar taste of his gentle tongue.
And just like an inconsequent fly zooming by, a thought passed through her mind and told her she was never letting go of Mahmud. She cast the thought away but her body pressed hard into his as his hand for the first time crossed its boundaries and felt the lushness of her bare skin.
Phew! Speechless for now. Ill come back when I can speak.
Sally, I love you… It will be selfish of me to ask you to post everyday *sigh*
Indeed it will be, dear.
Thanks for reading.
Sighs….domi why did you have to eat frm d forbidden tree nau?now uve had a bite and you’ll only go deeper…and that gene sef…I don’t like her ni aunt sally.wura nd ‘mymood’,its going to be a tough fight but I’ve learnt love conquers all…nice wrk ma’am…happy sunday.abundant grease to your elbows
God bless you too, Gladys
Yippee thank you sally. Im loving the turn of events. Have a fantastic day dear
Thank you, Toyin
Atleast Dominic is not stupid…. Supporting Wura’s decision buh 4 how long will she be able 2 stand against her Siblingz..??? Sally thank yhu o
Uwcm, Miss Jay
Chei, it’s getting hot in here….
So take off all your clothes!
*sighs* can next wkend jt begin 2moro. Babe I still dey look for d word to describe u as a wonderful writer. U too much.
Babe, nnwanem, imela.
Wura don Enta am…Dominic na Don..Genesis neva kno..3 Gbosa for madam sally..GBosa!GBOsa!!GBOSA!!!..You rock ma..God bless you
Muyiwa, you be better person.
Bless you too
i think WURA should follow her heart. As Ζ?? Domi i feel for you
Poor Domi
This is one hot episode *fans self*. Dominic has done the “do” and he is hooked *phew*. Wura is going to get pregnant for this Mahmud guy and that would be a big problem. Genesis is still evil! Thanks Sally for this awesome episode. I can’t wait till next week.
Saturday is just around the corner. Just hold on…
One thing i seriously need to find out is; who is this client that paid ‘mamisi’ to ruin oga dominic’s life nau.?
Abegi aunty Sally answer me.
I will answer you…
Soon
Gheuns! Wura and Tokunbo are about to does it. Hehehe. Tokunbo should get her preggers and let’s see if that her family and Sister Kate Middleton won’t calm the fuck down.
Kate Middleton hahaha! Nice one, Tomi. Keep giving them all names. Sannu
Sally oooooo. I dont even know the character I like again, they are all interesting. Anyway I got this in my mail so I am subscribed to this blog.. *smiling*
*smiling back*
Enjoy all the characters, dear
Being in wura’s situation is quite difficult. Having to choose between love and religion. I hope to learn a few things from her situation.
Aunt Sally, thanks for today’s episode. You shd have seen me jump with elation when I got the notification. Good work sis!
Yayyy! She jumped. Lemme jump too
Thanks!
You are great dear tanx for d bonus episode God bless u do have a blessed Sunday
Bless you too, Johnson!
Wura !!! they are about to make good on the bet. WOW!!!
π
Tanx sally,enjoiyed every bit of it.saturday wher art thou.mor ink 2 your pen sally baby
*blushing* she called me sally baby
*chop knuckle Sally*… I really understand Wura’s plight, and am hoping that somehow along d line, some lovely miracle will come out of dat pls Sally… I believe in loveeee, lol.
I believe in love too Enny π
Well done sally…..more grease to your elbows and more grace from above…
Amen!
Captivating
Thanks, Josephine
I think Wura is in for it ooo, what a pity. More power to your elbow ma
Thanks, Beulah
I’m so happy this is happening. They mst never break up o. They fit. Nd dt gene. Hmm. Hw will lexus feel. Lol. Storms are brewing.
Amen!
*screams* sally dis is wow. Oh my dear wura, I av an idea of wats goin thru her head. Hmmmmnn love apen in mysterious ways!
Yes it does. I also understand her.
Lobatan ooooo. Gimme juice abeg, I need 2 relax b4 sally comes back
Chi Exotic or Five Alive?
Well done sally!!!well done
Thank you, Mide
Wura don enter am, hope she won’t get pregnant for Mahmud and later regrets it. Hmmm… Hope all will be well with Dominick at the end of the day? Fingers crossed.
Hmmm…questions, questions
OK. D last 2 posts have brought me out of hiding. *phew* he he he I am not a ghost reader again. I can see Wura getting pretty for Mymood. But I love d suspense. U r awesome Sal. God bless.
I meant preggy. Damn autocorrect…
U are awesome too, Cutie. Thanks for coming out π
I traced u all d way frm 360nobs; I cnt breathe till I read d last wrd
Aww, thanks. I’m touched.
Aunty sally… I duff my Hat for u… U re 3 much…#thumbsup#
Thanks, Mario
I love you Sally, xoxoxoxoxo ….. ……..
Gene and Wura. These 2 characters aren’t bad after-all, after their sensual fusion. I loved the part he told her without mincing words that he’s aware she’s on a mission. That did it for me. It’s obvious Nick isn’t going back on his word. You can keep fluctuating these 2 and I’ll be so glad to see how they pan out. I can’t wait to see the saga between Mother and her favorite, Gene. I know it’ll be deadly. I’m loving the new addition to the couple gateway.
But is Mofe really gone? I doubt so. I hope a cat fight won’t ensue between her and Gene, in the subsequent episodes. And if they clash, I’ll sit back and enjoy the ride. I know you’ll do them justice.
I’m inlove with Nick’s character. As a commenter said RMD will fit his profile and I’ll add Denzel Washington too as another actor that’ll do his character justice, lol..
I’m sad that Wura and Tokunbo’s relationship is rocky due to their difference in faith. I hope he’ll be allowed to marry her, though her family and Church members are strongly against it. Who told those girls to go dishing out Wura’s affairs to Madame Kate. I don’t like her. She’s so prejudiced about her ideas on Islam which is selfish(I know this is fiction, so I’m responding in regards to that, to her character, not because I’m a muslim, even though such characters exist in reality).
I hope you’ll incorporate a method in seeing that Wura and Tokunbo end up together. I do have an idea though. I don’t know whether you know in reality Islam permits muslim men to marry non-muslim women. But it doesn’t permit muslim women to do otherwise, but only allows the men. It allows the men to marry from, The People of the Book(Ahlul Kitab), which refers to Christians and Jews as it’s both a monotheistic religion. Unlike Hinduism, Buddhism etc. And the children from such a union are to follow the fathers religion, Islam. I hope you’ll devise a way in making their union manifest through any means. I don’t want to miss my favorite couple.
Such an adorable pair.
5 days seems long to me now but I’ll just close my eyes and open them and behold NK 12…
More wisdom to you dear. I pray Gods blessings, mercy, love and guard keep clouding you always.
Cheers!
*smiles*
OMG!
So carried away was I, I wrote Wura’s name instead of Nick’s. Hhhmm!
NK addiction causing me oversight..
My darling Yakori
Thank you for the time you take to pen down these words always
Love ya!
God’s blessing all the way!
I’ve been a ghost reader for a very long time but i must commend the way you write and i’m one cray fan of your’s..I’m actually addicted to your blog..As for this one ehhnnn*i rest my case*
Awww, thank you! Yippeee! You came out!
Thanks a lot!
Love love love…. happens sometimes it it shouldnt. Lovely as always Sally
Yes o, love and its nuances.
Thanks for stopping by
Sally firstly i would just call you a magician and a kind one at that. how on earth did you know that i would be impatient for the next episode? (reeply in details). secondly, Sally you haven’t still lost your touch. NHF always gave me a mood swing after reading. today, this episode just did the same thing. how do you make it happen so? #is it still unto magic things#
Lol! Magic keh. Na God o. I know no magic.
It’s not my intention to give you mood swings pele.
Thank you
woah..did dominic really got down with genesis,did dominic really said he’s not gonna let jene go..as much as i will agree dat i know d answer,i found it hard 2 believe it’s true….mami sally this episode is ghen ghen
Thank you, Israel π
Luv u xo much sally, cnt wait 4 d nxt episode. #thumps up#.
βBut of course, Iβm not stupid, I know you were sent by someone. Itβs not the first time theyβre doing it; many are my adversaries. However Iβd like you to tell said adversary that Iβd have you as my war booty. You ainβt going back to them. Iβm keeping you. I want your body, I want your mind and I wantβ¦β hahaha Dominic is just a bad dude! We stay loving dominic!!! Buh I dnt want him to end up wit genesis wether she repents or not. Mofe is just right for him. Wura! wura!! wura!!! *sigh*
And this na when she go carry belle for Mohammed, abi Mahmud. Bad guy! Sally, I love how utterly “devourable” your episodes are.
*blushing* is it ok as a married woman to always blush at your comments?
Thank you, Ifeanyi
Hehehe. Blush away!
Hey sally nice and lovely didn’t want it to finish. And I hope madmuh will accept Wura’s faith. If he really loves her he will love her religion. In real life my bestie friend’s father change from muslism to christain and they are both northerners.
Wow. What a story. I can imagine all the drama that happened before they married. These things happen around us all the time. My two really close friends who loved each other had to separate because of religion. Another friend of mine back in school left the guy she loved and married some other guy and became this totally different chick. It was so depressing to see the light die in her eyes.
Thanks Yolanda, for sharing.
sally sally y u do me lik dis, I didn’t know of novocain knights until abt 3 days ago, and I was hooked until dis last. abeg no kip me for darkness again dey giv me notification for Facebook biko. nice nice nice
I’ll try to notify you. Hope I don’t forget, Nene.
Thanks dear
You have such a beautiful mind! I feel your characters are my neighbours! They are so real!
God bless you.
Thank you, so much, Anny. It takes a beautiful mind to know another
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u wow me every time ur highness
Ah Wura, whatever shall you do? ?
Am loving dis episodes big tym. Am new here Sally noticed u thru tomi-coco. Bigger u I pray