“It’s a great success baby! Demola held me by the waist close to him.” “I’m happy for you my love. The program was a huge success and everyone was excited. Indeed it was wonderful. I made sure I attended the fair show. A lot of dignitaries turned up, different politicians, Chief executive officers, Media personalities, and numerous people too many to mention. The designers were impeccable, brought out assorted designers to fit the taste of the people, casual, formal, dinner dresses. What amazed me was the use of the fabric called Ankara. It was mixed with other materials to make these varieties of dresses. It was wow! Wow! I mean pretty wow! It took my breath away. The models were good. Took their time to showcase the designs to the admiration of the people. People cheered and clapped. It was a funfair display of wonderful designers. After the display of designers, they had lots of them already for purchase. They sold almost all the clothes. It was show
Louisa was one of the new models. She had not been contaminated by Mabel like the others. She is gentle, well reserved, and had a good relationship with others. She is easygoing so the staff had a good liking for her because she was never like the others in attitude.God's attitude is important in an organization. It helps them achieve much more. A good attitude promotes unity and unity brings great progress. She was the favorite model of the organization. She made a call to me to meet in one of the salons in town. She told me she loved my disposition and wants us to be friends. She promised to go to the salon and do her hair after, we will sit to talk. In the restaurant first, I kept on wondering how she got my number and why does she want to be my friend. I became suspicious of this new development.The salon had a restaurant attached to it. I never told Demola, I chose to go. She had just finished her hair and we went to the restaurant and exchanged all plea
Louisa kept on looking at her boss’s lips. The boss kept on looking at her lovely face. Then he kept on hearing my voice: “I believe in you, my love. I know you can resist her. I believe in you.” Then I heard Demola screaming “Noooo.” His “No” filled the air. I moved out of the car and rushed to his office. I saw the duo, Louisa and Demola. I looked at the two of them and it seemed Demola had received divine help to resist her charms. I said, “and who do we have here? Louisa! What do you want? Who sent you? What is your mission?” she looked at me and gave me a push, and left in seething anger. Her mission had failed. “Demola, please let’s get out of here, it’s late.” I took him by his hands and left with him to the car. I asked his permission to drive and he nodded his head. I got into the driver’s seat and drove off immediately. You cannot believe it. Demola could not talk till I reached
“This is not the end of me in this company, I’m coming back.” Mabel declared to all as she leaves, swaying her hips left and right a model she is. A lot of the staff said, “Good riddance to bad rubbish,” while few felt pity for her. After all, it was the manager that led her on. If he had resisted her wiles way back, she would not have the audacity to seek his arms again. She loved what he gave and wanted more of him. Now that he is engaged, he felt like dumping her but it doesn’t work that way. Surely, the lady has a point.Surely, the lady has a good point; she knows what to do to get herself back. Corrupt, depraved personality, another had spoken in contempt. Different people with different strokes.Jennifer was praying earnestly that the lady would leave her fiancée alone. She had expressed her fears to Demola who shrugged it off as if there was nothing to make of it. It was almost turning to an argument the other day when she
“We shall be given you twenty-four hours to think about our decision. Do not be in a hurry to answer. Think carefully before you determined what to do.” The manager has spoken to Mabel finally. Jennifer had waited for Demola to call or come to her house but it seems she was waiting in vain. She felt something was wrong. She decided to call him, he couldn’t pick, she felt uneasy, he later picked the call, apologizing. He had stayed in the office after Mabel gave him an ultimatum of twenty-four hours to make a decision. He was confused, sad, and defeated. He kept on brooding on what to do. He couldn’t hear Jennifer’s call because he was lost in thought. He later checked his phone to discover she had given him some missed calls. He picked and apologized. JENNIFER: what happened to you? Why were you not at home? I had been expecting your call but to no avail. Something is wrong and I am demanding to know the problem.DEMOLA: I, I’m fi
MABEL: I will accept on one condition.JENNIFER: Which is?MABEL: To bring in my twin sisters Monica to replace me here. She got up to go but I stopped her. “Hold on please, are you a twin? She replied with a tone of triumph. “Yes, I am” nodding her head in affirmation. In all my entire life, I have never seen such a trickster. We needed time to think this through.Mabel: I think you two will have to think through. I (pointing to herself) will be waiting. By the way, my twin sister’s name is Monica. I’ll leave you two. She left us thinking. Demola broke through the silence and said “you mean this lady is a twin? The sister may even be worse than her I’ll bet she will return to revenge on behalf of her sister. What do we do? Is there a way out?JENNIFER: I feel we are hedged here. We need to accept her offer and stop dragging things. It is left to you, my love. You need to control your appetite, you know what I mean.
Monica called me later in the day. I had stored her number in my phone contact. She felt like greeting me. I appreciated her earnestly but was still conscious of warnings to be careful. I guessed I was a little bit tense. Is like she sensed something is wrong, because she said, “hope you are Okay, Jennifer?” “Very much okay, Monica, thank you for your care.” I had said to her.I was wondering why she refused to mention Demola’s refusal to drop her at the junction. Is she pretending or is she sincere? I find it difficult to access her and I wondered why. Could you believe she called me again to ask for a date for the weekend? I told her I will like to check with Demola. “I’m yet to know his plans for us for the weekend.” She agreed and felt I should let her know when so that we can just go out sightseeing or visit a park, just to be alone and get to know ourselves better.We eventually picked Saturday morning by 10 am. Monica
Before midnight, I had gone to the toilet five times. I decided to take septrin since I had it at home. Self-medication is drug abuse; we have been educated about that. It was like an emergency. I felt something was wrong; could it be the effect of too much ice cream? I felt getting weaker and weaker. I had to make an urgent call to Demola. He calmed me down and told me to wait till morning.He came in early in the morning to take me to the hospital. I had to take a drip, Monica called and I told her I was in the hospital. She came visiting immediately; she said it must be the effect of ice cream. Sincerely, I forgot to take a ginger and lime drink to break the effect. As soon as Monica arrived at the hospital, Demola excused himself and left for work, while she stayed with me. She was all over me. I felt relieved by her presence. She rushed out later to cook and get some toiletries for me. She was kind of wonderful. I kept wondering why she was the opposite of her sister or coul
Monica’s comment gnawed at me all day and I couldn’t think about anything else. I knew I must wake up to reality. By the time I came back from work, I was duly exhausted, I slept off on the sofa when I heard a knock unexpectedly. I got up reluctantly to open the door, I saw an unfamiliar face, smiles all over, she greeted warmly as if we’ve each other for ages. “I’m your new neighbor, I came in last night, so I decided to introduce myself. My name is Martina, a widow with two teenagers, a boy of 16years and the girl is 14years old.” “You are much welcome Mrs. Martina, I’m called Jennifer, still single but not searching.” She laughed and said. “Wow! Good to know you are hooked for life. You must choose rightly so as not to suffer in the future. I love telling people my story; I will soon share with you to learn.” “Thank you,” I said. I never knew when my other neighbor packed out. It could be the time