Lekki Sisi - S01 E66

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Lekki Sisi - S01 E66

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 66

Even though Patrick had moved to Ibadan, he still had about four months left before his rent expired.

I followed Tola into the kitchen. The aroma made my stomach churn. Tola dished out the edikaikong soup while I served fried goat meat.

The discussion over dinner wasn’t what I expected. It left me flushed a little.

‘I remember how Mojisola and I almost had sex before our wedding night.’ Bro Femi started. I noticed our beloved brothers, Wale and Patrick, sat up. I smiled and chewed the meat in my mouth.

‘Is Mimi also Mojisola?’ I whispered to Tola.

Tola nodded. ‘Mimi is like the nickname we call her.’

‘Okay.’

‘Moji was already getting frustrated because my dad refused consenting to our union.’ Bro Femi continued. ‘He was angry because I followed Christ instead of joining their fraternity. When Moji didn’t pick my calls, I was so scared of losing her. I went to her house. She was crying and I had to hold her. Her head fell to my shoulder and my body did gbim! gbim!’

Wale coughed. Tola and I sighed. Patrick was listening with rapt attention. I wanted to hit Patrick on his back and say, ‘Kilode, you too like gist.’

‘So what happened?’ Patrick asked.

The couple looked at each other and smiled.

Bro Femi winked at his wife who continued from where Bro Femi stopped.

‘I knew if I raised my head from his shoulder, we were going to kiss and that could lead us to something we didn’t plan for. We were so vulnerable at that point. So I let my head stay on his shoulder.’

Bro Femi shook his head. ‘Mehn, Emotions are strong. I actually lifted her head from my shoulder and if not for the child that screamed from the next room, I’m not sure we’d have had the strength to keep our hands off each other.’

Mimi fed her husband a piece of dry fish. I imagine doing same to Patrick.

‘Because I live in a face-me-i-face-you house, my chair, bed and everything were in one room.’ Mimi said.

Wale laughed. ‘Ah! see temptation.’

Patrick glanced at me before returning his attention to Bro Femi. That look said, ‘are you listening? We have to be very careful.’

‘The second time we were close to having sex, we were in Femi’s place.’ Mimi said. ‘I felt since he had a living room, we would be more conscious. But Femi likes to play ehn. Forget the stern look he carries around, my husband can play. But on this day, we just ended up playing and tickling each other and an alarm rang in my head when I felt his hand opening the button of my shirt. We were right on Femi’s rug in the living room.’

Bro Femi shook his head. ‘I was so angry with myself that day. That was not the first time Moji would come to my house. I’d been able to control myself. Why now?’