Must Read: The Devil Wears Okrika (A Story By Souloho19) - Season 1 - Episode 5

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Must Read: The Devil Wears Okrika (A Story By Souloho19) - Season 1 - Episode 5

Okudili was a beast of a man. That is if a beast could be 5 foot 7 inches then Okudili was one.
His lack of length was made up for with excess width. He had a barrel of a chest, strong thick arms and his low center of gravity ensured he was one of the most successful wrestlers in Amaife.

He was also well loathed and well respected although the respect was more as a result of fear and not a deep feeling of regard.

Okudili was simply referred to as the "village drunkard" he was known to spend all day chasing skirts from dusk to dawn.

He could always be found in the market square. When asked why he spent all day sitting under the giant oak tree in the market, he had famously replied: "if someone wants good eggs, one has to go to the poultry"

Same thing could be said about the market square. The thing was, in Amaife almost everything sold in the market was farmed and grown, every family had a piece of land where cassava, maize, groundnut, vegetables and even rice was harvested and the daughters sold the processed goods in the market square. The market day was held every four days but Okudili had a permanent spot under a giant tree in the center of the market. He could be found there every minute of the day where he frequently ogled the daughters of Amaife.

"Elizabeth, how are you!"

He shouted at a young girl who carried a tray of vegetables on her head. She ignored him but quickened her steps when she passed the tree.

Okudili drank from his bottle(which contained unspeakable mixtures)

He watched the swaying of the young girls hips and licked his lips "the young has grown...see little Elizabeth o"

He watched her lustfully for some seconds but then he frowned. His eyes had come across Stevenson Gadot.

Okudili hated the man with all his being.

Stevenson was loved by everybody. Every girl and yes every woman in Amaife secretly or openly had a crush on him.

Okudili snickered "All because of his useless white skin"

Stevenson was white. He was an European, some kind of history college professor who had taken a special interest in African culture. He was single and so had quit his job easily and travelled to another continent, in search of adventure and knowledge.

He had landed in Amaife a year ago and had visited all neighbouring villages but had chosen Amaife to settle down and write a book.

Stevenson was from Ukraine, he was 5'11 in his early forties and quite a handsome man.
But he was loved by all the villagers because of his humility, respectful and caring attitude.

As Okudili watched on, Stevenson helped an elderly woman load firewood inside a truck.
"Thank you nna'" the woman said happily
"No problem, you shouldn't be doing any heavy lifting"

"Useless white man" Okudili scoffed from his tree.

"Hey O.k, what are you drinking today? Let's share a drink" Stevenson stopped by the tree as he usually did every time. He always referred to Okudili as O.k, and Okudili didn't appreciate it one bit.

"This drink is for real men! Your type should drink ribena and leave this for men" Okudili replied him rudely. The only thing that had kept him from beating the man to a pulp was because he knew he would be in trouble with the community.

"Ah..I'd bring by a bottle of scotch later, you'd enjoy it" Stevenson said, apparently oblivious to the hatred being spewed his way.

•°•°•°•°
Amarachi and her friend: Oluchi walked round the market. They were browsing through for ingredients to make bitter leaf soup which was Paul's (Oluchi's brother) favourite.
"So he's coming tomorrow not today?" Amarachi asked her friend as they approached a woman selling stockfish.
"Yes, he had something to take care of last minute but he would be here by morning"
"Okay o"
"I know you can't wait to see him. Mama otu tu oma...ego lé"(good morning...how much)

Amarachi just smiled as she watched the exchange between her friend and the woman.
Her friend was bent on playing matchmaker and fixing her up with her brother. Well she loved Amarachi like a sister and even got along with her better than her own sister but she was going to disappoint her on this issue.
She wasn't ready for any relationship.

"Let's go...this her price is too high for me" Oluchi said taking her hand and turning away from the stall.
"The best time to buy things is during the market day, things are much cheaper then" Amara observed

"Oh my God...look at Steven" Oluchi gasped suddenly.
Amarachi turned and saw the European under the tree talking to the village nuisance.
"What could they possibly be talking about?"
"God..he's so fine, I...." Oluchi sighed dreamily.
Amarachi shook her head. "You need to get over this your crush Haba!"
"Its not just a crush..I think...I think I love him"
Amara had no reply to that.

She could see both men were looking their way. Okudili was looking at her the way he always did that made her feel uneasy.

"Amara! I'd like to see your father" Stevenson called out as they got closer "Oluchi how are you today"
Amara could feel the excited vibration emanating from her friend.

"Dé Nwachukwu is out, he and Dé John left early today" she replied politely.
"No problem, I'd check back later" he waved cheerfully at them before turning.

The two girls continued with their shopping "I don't like how Okudili always looks at me" Amara commented
"Is it today it started?" Oluchi asked her playfully.
She then proceeded to fill her ears with how she and Steven could double date with Amara and Paul and how it would be a match made in heaven.

Amara was silent, she hadn't met anyone who woke any kind of feelings in her but the funny thing was she felt that was about to change.
She made up her mind to be open minded and free when meeting her friend's brother Paul the next day.