The Activist - Season 2 - Episode 14

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The Activist - Season 2 - Episode 14

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“What’s that for?!” Tade shouted out in pain.

“Guy, you don’t know how lucky you are, there was every chance that you would have been the person we will parade instead of the President. Don’t you see that?”
“I get it, but it does not warrant you knocking me.” Tade said, scratching his head.

“It warrants it. Tade, you are a valuable person in this fight, but you are too reckless. Imagine if there were other cult guys with her and they beat you up? Or if she was not the only naked female in the room and we met you in a compromising position?” Williams eyed Tade, who was uncomfortably trying to check his phone.

“I understand.” He finally answered. “I would be careful next time. But that’s why I called you.

I know, but all the same be smart about it. Anyway, with this the president has no hiding place, especially as this is not the first case.”
“Really? Why don’t I know?”
“Because it was not necessary, even up til now. Am just telling you because of this case. And Tade, don’t go telling people about this. Let me handle it properly. Believe me, this will end the president’s tenure.”

It was as Williams foretold. The next day was a parliamentary session and the President had to be present. The session had not reached five minutes when one of the parliamentarians raised a motion to probe the president. Within the twinkle of an eye, it changed to an investigation and with Williams being prepared for it, he brought out the evidence, coupled with witnesses. With the President tongue-tied, it was not long before he was impeached and then paraded as a rapist.

With what happened, the Vice-President took over as the President for the remaining part of the session. With her in power, Williams and co started to hunt down cult guys freely.
A storm was brewing
[]”Hmn, hmn, hmn. This kind of thing no fit happen when I dey dia.” A young man, probably earlier than his mid-thirties said while relaxing on a soft cushion in Protea Hotels, Ikeja.

“Its not like that. They don get some young and stubborn guys on their side and now the acting president is on their side too.” Another voice replied. The cool provided by the Air conditioner made it look like a business meeting but it was nothing like that.
Nothing like that at all.

“So what should I do?” The first voice said. “Why run to me when it was your group that destroyed my group? Besides you have two people capable of dealing with them.”

“Dotun and Sunday have no interest in these matters, Kareem. The war with your group was instigated by one of yours, so that’s not our fau….”

“Shut up there! Who asked you to speak?” Kareem asked him, who was not the second speaker, who was gutted by the sharp reply.
“I’m sorry about his outburst, he is still naïve compared to Sunday.” The second speaker said. “However, there is some truth in what he said. Dotun and Sunday have left the group and are now working in another line of business. Moreover, I met with the other Capones and we decided to work on a united front and we need someone who has done this before.”

“Mr President, how does it feel to be stripped of your pride, eh? Must pain a lot for you to be here.” Kareem asked yet another individual.

“Ah, you don’t have an idea, that’s why I promised to drop #2.2 million right now if you chose to do business with us and 1.2 million when you are done.” Tijani, the president spoke.

“Hmnn….” Kareem la!d his back on the seat and departed to his thoughts as Mayowa, Taiwo and Tijani waited for his reply.
“Fine, I will do this, but it will be because of this Tade of a guy. I have some personal history to share with him.”

Made walked to the hostel from Redeemed Christian Church, deep in thought. A lot had changed since that day Tade convinced him to join DSM. He had joined with all glee and had even gone to catch a cult guy at times. But he started to have second thoughts when he had gone with the general student body to catch Wande and her people. The sight of the gun and the sound of gunfire ensured that he quit. Not long after he gave his life to Jesus and became a committed Christian.
Now the only thought he has are to graduate and finish as a good church worker.
If it were that simple.

As he got to Akintola hall, a female hostel also known as Sports Hall, he heard his name.
“Brother Oyemade! What are you doing here?” He turned to see a fair-skinned buxom lady jogging towards him. Despite his height, the lady bent a bit in order to hug him.
“Sister Patricia, how are you doing? Is this your hostel?” She nodded, her long,bangle-like earrings dangled delightfully.

“Am coming from church.” He answered her question. “And am going to my hostel.”
“Abi you want to see your girlfriend here? She teased. I won’t stop you, I just want to see who the babe is.”

“Indeed! Which girl did you see with me?” Made asked.

“Ah, don’t lie jare. Sister Kike that used to hold your hand every time after service nko? Abi you think I won’t notice?”

“Abeg, she is not my girlfriend oh!” Made protested. Kike was a black(charcoal black) lady with generous fat allocated in not too pleasant places in her body, her face was plain, so in conclusion she resembled those fat china ladies in Cartoons. Made, in a bid not to offend her, was not overly reacting to her hand holding but subsequently dodged her everywhere else.

“Ah, there she is!” Patricia exclaimed. “Kike! Kike!! See Brother Oyemade!
”
Kike on seeing him, rushed to greet him, using her full body on him. Made winced not just because of her body weight but because he wanted to avoid her.

“Where are you going, Brother Oyemade?” She said. Made, once carefree, was now uncomfortable.

“I was going to the hostel, I urghhhh!” He turned and vomited on the nearby bush, causing a few stares directed at him.
“Ah, are you alright?” Kike said. Patricia, who had been grinning since, suddenly became serious.

“Made, what’s wrong with you?” She asked. Made just raised his clenched fist and stuck out his thumb, signifying that he was well.
”
I just have a little stomach trouble.” He said, moving groggy.

“Eyah, go and rest, eh.” Kike and Patricia cooed. Kike turned and started walking to Sports hall.

“Let me be on my way to my room. If you visit here, come and check me in my room. Bye,Bye. ”

As soon as she left, Made quickly cleaned his mouth and started to walk normally.

“Brother Made! Ah! Because of her abi?” Patricia said,her eyes full of wonder.
“No, I really have stomach trouble.” Made defended himself. “I should be going.”

As he left, Patricia curled her fingers towards him. “Whether you like it or not, I will date you. Kike is just deceiving herself”