Donigspain - S01 E59

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Donigspain - S01 E59

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 59

Unfortunately, I was not able to

keep to our appointment the

next day. My dad had sent me on

an important errand. I was to

deliver a message to one

Honourable friend of his. The

man is good in delaying

someone even when he has

nothing meaningful for you and

so when my dad requested I go

to him I knew the day was as

good as gone. Mike had wanted

to go with me but I cunningly

refused due to the sensitive

nature of the message and more

importantly since it’s going to be

delivered verbally. I promised to

check on him once I’m returned.

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I called Ifeoma in order to

reschedule our meeting when I

finally left the man’s house at

about 3:20pm after spending

over five unproductive hours at

his house. I stopped over at

Mike’s family house. We played

PS2 Winning Eleven and as usual

I beat him severally. In his

traditional self, Mike said I beat

him because I am a game frêak

who spent most of my time

playing video games while he

engaged himself in money-

making ventures thus forgetting

some game skills.

I don’t really know if he

intentionally always aims at one’s

self-worth in his attempt to

defend or excuse himself of

certain shortcomings. Some of

his words hurt more than the

piercing of a hot dagger through

the heart. But he is my friend. I

choose to focus more on his

good side than the negligible

bad side. We later left their house

for an aimless stroll. We met a

friend of mine by the name

Emmanuel on the way. He

happened to be a former

colleague at the school were I

taught before. He was informally

dismissed after he had a fall out

with the proprietor and so he

went and opened his own

‘special center’ where he

prepared and registered

students for WAEC exam. We

exchanged pleasantries after

which he promised to take me

out the next day been sunday. I

believe he still got enough money

on him which he made from the

WAEC ‘runs’.

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I noticed Mike was not

forthcoming in socializing with

Emmanuel. I thought it was more

of his ‘not in our class’ approach

whenever we encountered

wayward looking/thinking guys.

”Guy, dis wan you just dey

behave somehow for that guy?

Emmanuel no be dat kind person

you dey think o!” I said to Mike

when we were a safe distance

away from Emmanuel.

”Nothing sha. I no just like the

guy. Something about him dey

suspicious,” Mike explained with

a concerned facial expression.

”Aah, Emmanuel na better

person. Na real catholic brought

up. Im brother be Reverend

Father sef. We don work

together before,” I tried to

defend Emmanuel but Mike

showed indifference towards my

explanation. It seems he had

made up his mind in his short-

time summary of Emmanuel.

Anyways, I know I still have to

take Mike’s opinion serious

considering his introspective

nature which is accompanied by

a good instinct. We stayed

together for the rest of the day

till 10pm when we dispersed to

our various homes. Mike had told

me he would be travelling in two

days time (Monday) to enable

him resume his combined hussle

and education. We agreed to

meet the next day.

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I met Ifeoma after church the

next day. She was happy to see

me but I noticed an unusual

emotion in her countenance.

”Baby, what’s the problem? You

look like something is troubling

you,” I asked in a concerned

tone. She tried hiding it from me

but I persisted. I pressured her

with heart-touching words until

she opened up.

”I’m just confused. It’s about

us,” Ifeoma began.

”What about us?” I replied

impatiently with a more serious

look.

”First, I had this dream. It

happened that I saw myself in a

pit surrounded by big bushes. I

was crying and calling for help

but nobody came. Small time, I

saw you at the top and I cried for

you to come and pull me out. I

was happy to see you,” she

paused with a drawn face.

”mmhhhh? And so what

happened?” I asked urging her

to go on.

”Instead of you to help me out

from the pit, you suddenly

started laughing at me. Daddy,

don’t be angry o!” she ended

with a plea.

”Haaa, why should I be angry na?

It’s just a dream. Don’t worry, I’ll

always be there for you,” I

reassured her while holding her

hands tight.

**which kain dream be dis na?

Na so e dey start. Small time now

she go go one prayer house and

dem go tell am to run from me**

”Ehee baby, you said ‘first’ when

you started. So what about the

second issue?” I asked.

”This one is not a big problem

sha. It’s just that those teachers

are disturbing me. Sir Darlington

and Sir John,” she reported.

”Darlington kwa? Who come be

John?” I asked a bit surprised.

”Na one teacher like dat wey

replace you when you commot,”

Ifeoma explained.

**Hmmm, nawao, today get as e

be o!**

”Anyways, I will see what I can

do but even at that, you still hold

the final say. Na who you agree

go be your guy na. Dem no go

force you if you no agree. Me,

whatever you decide na im I go

follow. But for now, I go try do

something about it,” I retorted

with a little insight into her

ultimate role in the whole issue.

We joked, played and ate

together for the remaining time

we spent at the open ‘joint’

before I finally saw her off to the

nearest street to theirs.

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Emmanuel called me as I walked

home. He asked if I remembered

our scheduled outing. I told him

to give me some time to go and

inform my parents of my possible

sleep-out since he hinted that we

may not come home that night

until the next day. I got home, ate

again, freshened up and then

lied to my parents that I was

going for an all night browsing. I

told them I needed to work on a

certain assignment. They allowed

me to go but not without a stern

warning to be very careful.

I thanked them before rushing

out to meet with Emmanuel not

knowing I was dancing into a

meeting that would mark my first

‘ashawô’ experience.