The Activist - Season 1 - Episode 13

5 years ago

The Activist - Season 1 - Episode 13

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Shukurat, about four feet tall with well made b0s0ms and fattened as5, walked into the house. Salisu looked immediately towards her direction and moved swiftly to her, leading her away from the gateman and towards his lodge.

“Salisu, e fi mi le! O de oh!”( Salisu leave me alone! You have come oh!) She shouted, alerting Tade to her presence.

Salisu! Bring her here! Salisu looked at her angrily, before dragging her toward the main house.

Salisu da kun, e ro ra!( Salisu please, take it easy).
Can’t you speak english? Na so you go dey embarrass me in front of people.

She smiled at him, batting an eyelid towards him as she brought down her goods. Tade came out and looked at her.

An idea came through his mind.

Come inside. He told her, shocking Salisu. Shukurat entered inside with the grace of a beauty queen, even though she was a mere groundnut seller. Tade watched her enter, wondering where she learned how to walk like that. He then turned and batted an eyelid to Salisu before entering in.

Salisu started to sweat, wondering what his boss kid was thinking. Did he want to sleep with her? She does not look like the kind of girl he will think about. Yet her ‘assets’ were that good to rid a man of his good senses. He tiptoed to the window facing the sitting room.

He watched as Tade was asking her question after question, bringing about her academics, her family, work, anything and everything. Salisu was initially relieved that he was after her but then started becoming apprehensive as time ticked away. He wanted to deal with her ‘personally’ and here is ‘this boy’ holding him up.

Salisu! Salisu! Oga don come! The gateman shouted, getting his attention. Tade then came out with Shukurat, much to Salisu’s dismay. He knows that his boss will be busy and will need him, therefore pushing Shukurat off the way. He quickly went into the his lodge in order to ‘take care’ of his urges. Tade, meanwhile brought about #200 naira groundnut before sending her away.

The holiday continued slowly, boring most people off as they began to lose the joy of being at home and was itching to return to school. Life for Tade was normal, his parents were still more at work than at home, Salisu still kept his ‘ Under-G’ runs with Shukurat, the gateman kept his busy-body role, e.t.c . The only difference was that there were lesser girls for Tade to sleep with, probably because his class of girls had risen.
The new semester started without much ceremony, the fresh students were already turning stale and the buzz was now reduced, with people now anticipating the results of the previous exams.

Tade was walking around Amphitheatre when Kolade ran towards him, telling him about a released examination result. Tade sprinted quickly towards the department, hoping to get there before angry students tear off the results.

The department was in a bit of chaos as all the results were been released sequentially, giving some students the jitters. Tade could see some of the female students in tears, clearly distraught about the results of the examinations. Many a Part One student were now calculating their G.P, while a lot of stalites just walked out of the area like it was not their business they monitored.
Tade had a good result himself, not that he doubted otherwise. Personally the previous semester was good for him, apart from Dumuje’s story with Ortega. He then remembered Dumuje’s threat and the course that he offered and rushed to the department, checking his matriculation number and name.
He got to Dumuje’s result and realised that he failed.

Tade was baffled. Was Dumuje failing the course purposely or did some conditions hinder him? What conditions could they be?
He looked at the result for some time, eventually picking out his colleague on that day, who passed the course, baffling Tade the more. Did Dumuje know that he will fail the course and then orchestrated Ortega’s death?
He walked away, having more questions than answers streaming through his mind. Malik said something about Dumuje having a power bike, in fact Dumuje was the only person with a power bike on campus currently. The report going round campus was that Ortega was killed by a person on a power bike, minutes after he reappeared on campus. Not up to 24 hours later, Dumuje reports that his bike was stolen and then reports again that it had been returned. It looked too simple, yet very efficient to dismiss Dumuje of any wrong doing. The situation irked him badly. Why did Ortega have to die like that? He walked straight to the hostel with a heavy heart.

Ortega’s burial held two weeks later in his hometown. Tade managed to gather some of his Law colleagues to go for the burial. Ortega was no one’s friend, but considering that he was the past class representative or captain, he had to do something about it, even if its just to honour him. Wande and some of the Faculty executives followed, with Wande sticking close to him, which irked Tade. Since the day that Shade gisted him all about her, Tade had kept a tape-rule distance from her. Now she is closer than he was comfortable with. To add more discomfort, she was playing more familiarly with him, asking questions all around the place. He just had to bear with the whole situation, so he answered her questions in an evasive manner, giving no clear answer to her questions.
Back at the funeral, they were welcomed by Ortega’s family, coldly at first before they eventually warmed up to Tade and his entourage. Tade could blame them really, it was the fault of the cults that Ortega was dead. It can never be easy to look at a group of students kindly when you know that one of them could be grinning secretly at them. Watching Ortega’s body being la!d to the ground, Tade was briefly shocked to the bones. Was that how everyone’s life will end? Despite your beauty, riches, intelligence et al, you will just be dumped to the ground, a lump body with no idea of what will happen to it, then maggots and earthworms that you have fought so hard to drive away from you now have free access to you? Karma is real, folks!