Lekki Sisi - S01 E31

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Lekki Sisi - S01 E31

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 31

My phone rang. Patrick. I glanced at Ranti, he looked away to the muted TV featuring Becky Anderson on CNN.

‘Hello Patrick.’

‘I didn’t see you in church today.’

‘I returned from work very late yesterday and I was so tired.’

‘Oh.ok. Hope you are well rested.’

‘Yes I am. Thank you.’

‘Have a beautiful night rest.’

I ended the call and lay back on the bed kicking against the soft bed. Ranti laughed. We talked some more and when it was passed midnight, he stood up to leave.

At the door, he held my hands and gazed into my eyes. Then he slipped an arm around me and pulled me closer. My head was now resting on his chest. His heart was beating very fast. We stayed there for a while and then he pulled away enough to look at my face.

‘Tinuke, the way I feel about you is beyond anything in this world. I don’t connect with women so easily but with you, it feels like I’ve known you a long time.’

I held him closer and he laughed. Even though we’d just met, I felt like we’ve been made for each other all along. I didn’t care if I lost caution to the wind. I loved him and that was what mattered.’

‘Can I ask you a question?’ his voice sounded choked with desire.

I nodded.

‘Have you ever had sex before?’

I stared into his eyes and knew no matter the answer, he would never leave me. It won’t hurt to say the truth.

‘Yes. But just once when I was in secondary school.’

He smiled. ‘I’ll see you tomorrow evening.’

‘Why do you want to know?’

‘Nothing. I’ll see you tomorrow.’ He pecked me on my cheeks. I didn’t want him to leave.

‘Tinuke, can we keep this a secret? I broke up a few weeks ago and I don’t want the youth members feeling I had quickly moved on.’

I told him I understood and I had also shortly ended a relationship.

When he left, I stood at the door, wanting to run after him to plead with him to spend the night with me.

Ranti was back the following evening. We cuddled and played in the hotel room every night and by Wednesday evening, I wanted him more than anything else.

I begged Ranti to have sex with me and when it happened, I felt guilty. Scriptures poured into my heart, reminding me I was going the wrong path. After that night, I swore I would stay sexually pure until we got married. But I found myself in Ranti’s arms every weekend. He was the drug I needed to survive. I didn’t just desire him. I needed him. I managed to keep my secret affair away from Tola.

Ranti paid money into my account weekly. Yes, I had money now. Every month, I sent money to my mum. I got new shoes, new bags and there was barely any space for my stuff in Tola’s room. Ranti suggested I move into another apartment.

The eve before my appointment with some of the real estate agents recommended by Ranti, I was at work when my menstrual cramps began. I had devoured two cups of ice-cream and eaten many bars of chocolates that morning. By the time I got to work for my afternoon shift, I was in serious pains.

I staggered to the rest room and threw up and then lay crouched on the floor, groaning in pain. One of my colleagues saw me and ran to call my boss, the head of Sales. She drove me home.

On the bed, I cringed in pain. It was as if nails were being hammered into my abdomen. I tried to drink the coffee my boss had prepared for me, but it was difficult to hold the cup.