(Episode 5) Muddy Buddies … A motivational Story!

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The doctor came with the pills, housed inside a satchet, he handed over to Kunle. After he had spoken, Kunle cuddled his wife as if they are newly wedded couple. From there, they started their romantic conjugal, and they left for their home with happiness and resounding fulfilment. As they stepped outside the hospital entrance, Kemi sent message to Alhaji; he replied her with an immediate call.

Alhaji: ‘’What is the problem?’’

Kemi: ‘’Nothing. The doctor said you gave him five million naira’’

Alhaji: ‘’Yes. Just to let him fake your illness’’

Kunle interrupted, and she hung up her phone conversation with Alhaji

Kunle: ‘’Who are you with on phone?’’

Kemi: ‘’ A friend of mine who has venereal disease’’

Kunle: ‘’ You mean Lola, Beatrice or who?’’

Kemi: ‘’ None of them’’

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They boarded a Cab, this took them home without delay. They got home as they alighted from the Cab, Kunle held her waist and they went to their apartment with groan.

Kunle: ‘’Baby, what would you like to eat?’’

Kemi: ‘’ I want watermelon and apple’’

He briskly walked towards the refrigerator. He brought out some fruits, Kemi sternly stared at him.

Kunle: ‘’Why looking at me that way honey?’’

Kemi: ‘’ Can’t I stare at you’’

Kunle: ‘’ You can, but I’m just kinda curious’’

Kemi ate her fruits with feverish pretence

Kunle: ‘’Dear, hope you are good?’’

Kemi: ‘’No, I feel giddy’’ Kemi loves using the word “giddy” to show she’s weak and dizzy

Kunle: ‘’ Sorry dear’’

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After she finishing up with the fruit served by Kunle, Kemi moved into the Guest Toilet, opened the tap and washing her soared face, then headed straight to the room. Kunle was at the living room, facing the blank page of his HP Laptop to write another article which he felt could be scurrilous. He wrote the first word: corruption, later he pressed the backspace button of his laptop. He was disillusioned on what to write. He looked at his previous articles, and he saw the article of a man who had claimed innocent on a nefarious acts. He began to write on the blank page; His eyelids shifted to see the uncompleted article he had written about Chief Majekodumi who was director general of an Abuja based parastatal. He nodded with euphoria; that he would continue the story. He wrote the first sentence: ‘’A Panjandrum whose life was monotonous’’. He was not satisfied with the sentence, and he then pressed the backspace again. He was obnoxious about the stupendous spending of government revenue. He wrote another sentence after the one he had erased and he wrote: ‘’this man swindles the hearts of Nigerians’’. He decided to write in satirical style, and he wrote: ‘’Was it God that created this saint that stole money for his heaven refreshment?’’ He was profound on Chief Majekodumi affluence when he wrote his first paragraph. He stopped and decided to check Kemi’s health condition.

The room was cool with no slight darkness. She wore her pyjama, wrapped and hugged herself with the butterfly strip bedspread. She was on the bed helpless, when she remembered the day, it marked the second year she lost her jewel. Her expression was woeful; as she brought out the portrait of the dead. She looked at the picture with intense; gradually her eyes began to rain drizzling. She wept profusely with the melancholy. As she wept, her nose drooling some thick contents over her upper lip.

Kemi: ‘’ Now, you leave me alone to witness this pathetic mood. This grief is alone for me. And why can’t you come and strike vengeance on the culprit behind your gone-too-soon story’’

She placed the portrait between her chest and she utter some words: ‘’Death you are cruel and why do you take this joy away too soon’’

Kemi: ‘’ I swear anyone involved in this killing must not go free. I will deal with the culprit same way viper deals with other snakes. I can’t just imagine that they kill you….. You always light up my mood, making me happy all the time until Death snatched you away from me. I am still on the mission to return this wound to the household of your killer. Kemi looked at the portrait again, pleaded for some chance;

“Please give me the strength to fight for you. Don’t be too proud to fight for yourself I will fight for you. Meanwhile, I guess the culprit doesn’t know my code name, It is: X9K2Y. I’m Kemi Solange…. I will certainly bring the ashes to your grace as at the time I’m done with your killer.

Kemi heard walking steps coming towards her, it was Kunle. She hid the portrait under the pillow and cleansed her face from tears. But her nostril still wrestling with mucus; and her face was sardonic. Kunle opened the door, saw her dull face, and he was ambivalent on what might have happened to her.

Kunle: ‘’What is wrong with you?’’

Kemi: ‘’ I’m fine” she replied sternly

Kunle: ‘’ Are you sure?

Kemi: “You can see am okay’’

Kunle: Do you need some money?

Kemi: ‘’ You mean you want to give me money. If so, am grateful’’

Kunle: ‘’ Yes I have about N40,000 left in my account , if that is the problem that means the money is yours because I want you to remain happy all the time. I love you as the Christian loves Christ’’

She smirked, cautiously used her hands to hide the portrait under the pillow

Kunle: ‘’ Tell me what you want and I will give you like God gives breath to all beings’’

Kemi: ‘’ You must be crazy? For now, I want you to read me one of your favourite poem’’

Kunle: ‘’ Hmmm…… You mean?’’

Kemi: ‘’ Poem that will bring me back to my real person’’

Kunle: ‘’ Okay listen my TrueLove. I will read:

‘’In vain your bangle cast

Charmed circle at my feet

I’m Abiku, calling for the

First and the repeated time’’

Kemi: ‘’ Haha! Abiku for where? Don’t call the god of still-born here ooooo’’

They both laughed merrily

Kemi: ‘’ Whose poem is that and I want you to give me a romantic poem?’’

Kunle: ‘’ Abiku is from Soyinka. I will give you this poem from ADELOVE’’

Kemi: ‘’ All ears’’

Kunle: ‘’ One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!

I see the love birds of these numbers

Smiling at me to kiss them, at each

One! Two! Three!

Their songs are homely;

When I realize that their songs

Are just for me to remain sublime to their twats

And I bend my knee and I see their legs open

To my resound word of love. And I say

Birds can love when you kiss the austere of emotion

They come, one by one and two by two and we play

Our love in secluded area. And they all say: birds are

Human that can love. I laughed, and we begin our

Bird and human love’’

Kemi: ‘’ This poem is deep. You mean this is poem or song lyrics’’

Kunle: ‘’ Poetry is deep and obtuse”

Kemi sighed

He moved closer to her while in bed, and slowly he gripped his hand toward her chest, squeezed her with romance, and she began to get the sensation.

Kemi wasn’t scared, she knew it would be hotter this time around. This was of course helped by some few drinks they both gulped while being together. They couldn’t keep their chests off each other, Kemi was already wet for him and Kunle’s ‘bulge’ was visibly hard through his jeans, He layed her down on the bed and kissed her passionately, Kemi remembered his kiss being so passionate even that was sexual, They both struggled getting the pants and jumper off, Kemi giggled.

Kemi is not particularly a large girl type, she’s size ten, but blessed with a bust of about 32G, it looks huge on her little figure, especially as she’s only 5”2 height. Kunle’s eyes gazed at her body as if he never saw it prior to that time. Kemi noticed his ‘bulge’ getting bigger, now throbbing to be inside her as he got on top of Kemi. She allowed him pushed her hips down to his tongue so he could explore her vigorously. After some deepthroatings, Kunle rolled her onto the bed, still keeping eye contact. Kemi was so turned on and wet. She moaned uncontrollably as Kunle got himself busy at the vulva arena. This only encouraged him to concentrate majorly at that region. Kunle was cumming closer, he started to pulsate in her, he kissed her hard and came. It was the most amazing feeling Kemi had ever felt, and soppy of her to say, afterwards… they cuddled!

It was so amusing to her, as Kunle handled her with care, and that made her went gaga. Kunle did his best within her scent continent, with splendour. Kunle phone rang. He turned away from her, like they had altercation.

Kunle: ‘’Hello, who is on the phone?’’

Alhaji: ‘’Don’t you have my digit?’’

Kunle: ‘’Oh, the minister, right?

Alhaji: ‘’ I’m calling you because of the Job offer’’

Kunle: ‘’What is the Job?’’

Alhaji: ‘’ The job offer is about your article’’

Kunle: ‘’ That sounds interesting’’

Alhaji: ‘’ Good. Will you do the Job? You will write an award winning story on the creeks of Niger Delta because the former minister wants to present the story at UN headquarter in New York’’

Kunle: ‘’ Do you think I can do the job appropriately’’

Alhaji: ‘’ Yes, because no journalist is respectable as you’’

Kunle was flattered

Kunle: ‘’ There are thousands of journalists here in Lagos. Both magazine, newspaper and blog have journalists that can do the job with all perfectness. I’m satisfy with my wages despite the recession in the country. You can meet discontented journalists’’

Alhaji: ‘’The ministry will provide money beyond your imagination’’

Kunle: ‘’Thanks. But I write my column to the masses’’

Alhaji: ‘’ I hope you realize that hunger will never give inspiration to write or do the best. When you are hungry your ink won’t flow. Mind you, nobody knows when this recession will end’’

Alhaji: ‘’ 500 million naira is attached to the job’’

Kunle: ‘’ That can’t be possible’’

He hung the call. But Kemi eavesdropped all his conversation

Kemi: ‘’Who called?’’

Question: Do you think Kunle will fall for the huge deal? what do you think will be Kemi’s response if she knows about the 500 million naira job offer to Kunle?

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