The Nigerian Graduate - Season 1 - Episode 3

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The Nigerian Graduate - Season 1 - Episode 3

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It was Onome! Let me tell me a lil about Onome. Onome was a professional, dirty and shameless prostitute. She goes after everything under pants.. When I say pants, I mean PANTS. p@anties ranging from boxers to pants. She was bisexual that is she does both males and females. It was through Onome that I knew it was through that Edo women loves pricks.
She dated our landlord,our house agent,co-tenants and street guys. She cared less if you were married or single.

She would date both husbands and wives and some even hired her for 2-3sums. She was a w---e! But one thing about her, I was a thorn in her flesh. She never believed I was what I said I was, she would stalk me just to know my true identity but trust me, I was smarter.

My makeups customers was hers, so was my “benddown select” customer.

Onome was discussing with Shina who was sitting on a stool and surrounded by my neighbours.

“I’ve met you somewhere” she was talking to Shina in a tone I’ve never seen her used on a guy.

“I? Where was that?”

“I don’t know, where are you staying”

“I’ve been in this town.”

“Oh… Maybe in Prosperous”

“I’ve never been there”” I’m new in this area”

“Oh really, where were you staying before. Maybe it was from there we met.”

“Been in the states but was in Lagos earlier”
This drew the attention I needed, my neighbours marvelled upon hearing Shina was from the states. I felt highlighted and earned more respect… Atleast as a banker dating a Londoner. I withdrew Shina from the crowd and took him in.

“You’ve got a nice apartment” he commented searching through my room.

“Thanks”

“Your neighbours are fun to be with especially the fair lady”

“Be careful of her. She’s dangerous.”

“Someone here is jealous.”
He rolled his eyes blushing.

“About who and how?”

“You better tell me the truth. You’re falling already…”


“What can I offer you…”
That was my greatest mistake, why would I ask such question when I had nothing at home, not even sachet water. I blamed myself for trying to change the topic.


“Anything would do.”

“But… But… I’ve nothing at home right now. Just planning to get some tomorrow.”

“Is there any fast food close by?”
“Captain cook is at Fayose.”

“Let’s go there.”
Before I could say jack Robinson,he was up dragging me out.

“Do you want me to go out this way?” I asked immediately we got into the car.I was wearing a bumshot and croptop.

“I love my woman looking hot and sexy.”

“But this is Ado not Lag or wherever.”

“I care less.”
He ignited and off we went. I was reminiscing on the ” my woman” thingy.

We got some food and Suya and ate, I wanted to ask if his car was the same I saw yesterday when his phone rang


“Hello”

“Get the f--k off, I ain’t coming home till u guys r in d right senses.”

“You don’t command me like some kids, I’m a grown up, man”

“I ain’t in no hotels, I’m with my woman”
I was alarmed.


“Believe me, you ain’t seeing me till I return to the states.”

“Get the f--k of my phone”
he said and hung up.

“Who was that?” I asked silently.

“My mum” he replied burning with fury.

“You mean you’re addressing your mum like that?”

“Riri, I was the one you saw in the afternoon”
he caught me off guard. I never knew he was reading my mind.


“How? Why didn’t you talk to me then?”

“I was with that witch.”
he was now on his feet angrier than ever.

” Your mum?”

“Aderin, marry me.”
He stressed these word looking so pale. I didn’t believed my ears,we’d seen for the second time and Londoner was talking about marriage. It sounded like “Aderin, maga me” rather than marry me.

“What are you talking about?” I asked trying to conceal the confusion written all over my face.

“Riri, when I met you, I felt this kinda chemistry you feel while in love. You see, I’m 31 and unmarried, I’m in Nigeria to get a wife but my parents ain’t helping me.”

“How?”

“Marry me, we’re getting married before next month ends and going back to the states in two months.”

“Is that a command?”

“No, I’m being straight. I can’t stoop to the level of wooing a woman. We’re adults, matured adults”” I am going to take care of you. I wanna use you to get back to my parents”

“Your parents? How?

” Riri, I knew you saw the lady in my car! She was the hoe my parents want for me. How could they expect me to marry a lady all because we promised to love and marry each other while we were young…
Accepted I deflowered her and she aborted my baby but she is a w---e! She was going after all men in UNILAG while I was away and had several other abortions.”
He was now shouting so Loud that I feared my neighbours were eavesdropping.

“Yeah, I loved her but I love her no more. Riri, it’s you I want”” you’re so decent and promising.” His last comment was a lie. I knew I was not decent, I was a corporate prostitute in UNILAG too. I was still into “ashewo business till that moment even if it was codedly

I was confused, even though I had started developing feeling for Shina, I was never ready for some kind of poo.

“Shina, let us take things easy”

“This is me, and here is you, I’m 31 for Petes’ sake, do you expect me to start begging and wooing you like a kid?”
He lied on the bed in anger and soaked under the duvet, I mean blanket.
I was up for a moment thinking if my life.
I was a blunt broke liar and my lying game took me nowhere. You have to lie to cover a lie. I’d leaving a fake like since my uni days and it never paid me. I’d lose a reasonable amount of good suitors because I could not afford to take them to my parent after bragging about being a rich kid. A good example was Victor, Victor was an IB boy, he was a rich coded yahoo guy and believed I was a banker, after gaining a substantial amount from his yahoo plus business, he decided to open an account with access bank where he believed I was working, I was able to cover up till when I couldn’t and he knew I was never working in Access bank… I tried to cover up and that was when he asked to meet my parents, that was where kasala busted and I could not get a tangible lie to tell, I opened up and told him about my real parents, he broke up with me immediately but his words hurt more, he said he was dating me because he thought I was from a rich home and. Could not stoop too low dating the daughter of a village illiterates. He went ahead and got married to a lady close to my house. I made up my mind right then never to open up who my real parents were to any man. After all, I could rent parents.

“Do you have to think about it this much?” I heard Shina said as he pushed up into the sitting position. It sounded more like “do you have to think about being f----d this much?”. He drew me so close that I was afraid he would swallow me.


” I love you, Riri”

“I want you to carry my babies” “not someone who had over three known abortions”
Truth being told, I had six abortions before I met Shina, I knew instantly I was not the best for him.


“Shina, let us take things slow. I understand how you’re feeling but we shouldn’t rush”
I said as I withdrew myself from him.

“Okay. I’ll give you from now till tomorrow”

“That is better”
before I could blink, Shina had kissed me, and right on that spot, my body and soul was vibrating, I felt a chemistry which I’ve never felt for a guy in ages. He noticed my strange feelings and stopped.


“I’m sorry, Riri. I never meant to go far.”
He begged with an embarrassment look.


“I understand..”
I said laying in the bed.

“Goodnight, my woman” he said as he la!d down facing the opposite direction. I relaxed so well thinking about the kiss and Shina. I felt strange, I was scared of s-x for the first time in my life.

I was afraid Shina was going to wake me up in the middle of the night and forced me to s-x. He was not sleeping neither, he kept tossing around till I feltasleep around 2am . I dreamt about getting married to Shina in a big way, and guess what, my parents came in the middle of the reception. I fainted on seeing them and Shina was shooking me trying to wake me up


“My woman, wake up”
I opened my eyes just to see myself in bed and Shina standing over me fully dressed. I was disappointed, I wanted to go back and sleep, I love my dream…

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