Story: To Love And To Leave…Part 4
Femi: Bidemi! are you there?
Bidemi: emmm… Yes!
Femi: It’s been a while i just thought i should call you and say hello…
Bidemi: emmm… how are you?
Femi: Well… I’m ok dear…but…. I miss you
Bidemi: Emmm.. Okay…
Femi: You’ve been saying “emmm” alot
Bidemi: because i have nothing to say Femi, i thought i was done with you
Femi: Everything that happened was a mistake
Bidemi: Sleeping with my sister was a mistake? Femi! A mistake is
when you accidentally drop a cup, a mistake is when you type a wrong word, a mistake is when you say good morning when it’s 12:05pm…. Having s*x with the sister of a girl you claim to love? No that’s not a mistake, that’s you making a decision to do something wrong!
Femi: you’ll need to forgive sometime
Bidemi: I’ve forgiven you, i just don’t want to have anything to do with you
Femi: I know i messed up, i hurt you, i was wrong. i love you but i was silly enough to hurt you but now i know better, i know there’s no one i want more than you and i don’t care what i have to say or do, i don’t care how long it takes but I’ll make you mine again Bidemi because i love you!
She drops the call, she couldn’t take it anymore, she couldn’t afford to hear the sadness in his voice. she buried her face in her palm and couldn’t stop the tears that streamed down her face.
It’s the seventh number I’m trying now and so far, i had spoken with 4 hausa guys, 2 people with a language i didn’t understand and an irate lady who called me a 419er. I tried this time and i got lucky…
Me: ( i recognized the voice) Hello Bidemi… It’s Dolapo!
Bidemi: hmmm… smart guy. so you got the 11th number
Me: Yes! after speaking with different people who practically cursed me
Bidemi: Hahaha.. Good! Sorry sha
Me: Thanks jare but i know it’s worth it.
Bidemi: Ok o
Me: So….. i was hoping if you aren’t too busy today, you and i could go somewhere together.
Bidemi: Really?? why would i want to go anywhere with you
Me:emmm…. because I’m begging?
Bidemi: (laughs) thats not a good reason to go
Me: I’m just hoping you and I can spend sometime together
Bidemi: You don’t even know me
Me: on her contrary, i know you more than you think
Bidemi: Really? What’s my Surname?
Bidemi: (surprised ) what’s my birthday date
Me: August 18, you threw a party
Bidemi: Uhmmm… what else do you know?
Me: You like staying indoors, your favourite colour is Purple, you have alot or purple tops, you prefer flat shoes to heel ones and they are always white…. you always pack and style your hair in ponytail and you prefer to braid them. You have a spanish tone voice which is low and solemn and when you smile, you have a dimple on both cheeks…. should i go on?
Bidemi: huh.. emmmm… well…No
Me: I told you i know you
Bidemi: I’m impressed and i want to know how you know we so well.
Me: 6pm this evening?
Bidemi: I don’t stay out late , can we make it 5pm?
Me: Yes, anything for you
Bidemi: (blushing ) where are we going?
Me:It’s a secret… i promise you’d like it
Bidemi: Ok then
Me: I’ll call you. Takia
I dropped the call and immediately jumped on my feet, i kept throwing my fist at an imaginary punching bag, i was close to the room entrance door , the cotton was down, my eyes were closed so i didn’t see when when Wale entered and peeped into the room, head first while i was still punching the air and….. Gbosa! i hit him on the jaw. He shouted!
Wale: Yeeeeeeey!!! Mama Dolapo!! Your son has gone mad again o
Wale has the habit of calling Mom “mama dolapo” cause he says I’m her favorite. After the punch, i wanted to apologize but his screams were so loud i couldn’t help but to laugh.. Mom came rushing in..
Mom: Kilo sele?? (What happened )
Wale: Dolapo has finally been attacked by the witches in our village
I laughed and Mom did too
Me: E ma da lohun (Don’t mind him) i mistakenly used my hand to hit his jaw ni
Mom: Wale, Omo mi, pele (sorry, my son)
Wale: Pele? Mom you’re saying pele… you better let us take him to Pastor T B Joshua for deliverance now o
Mom?laughed ) Shut up, nothing is wrong with my son
Wale: i have said my own, maybe next time it’s you he’ll punch
Mom laughed and left us both in the room.
Me: Sorry bro! mi o ri e ni ( i didn’t see you)
Wale: why were you so excited sef
Me: Bidemi and I are going on a date
Wale: na lie joor
Me: I swear bro
Wale : Wetin you tell am? you jazz am ni?
Me: abegi… the girl is feeling the boy
Wale: Gerarahie mehn!!!
Me: Whollop… Whollop
Wale: na which day?
Wale: you’re kidding me? where are you taking her?
Me: To the park
Wale: Car park?? You dey travel ni?
Me: Car park ko! i mean Amusement park
Wale: Go do wetin?
Me: To sit and talk na, there are flowers there, it’s beautiful
Wale: Aye mi o (My life) Where are you from? You want to take a Nigerian girl to a park? to go and do what? Eat flowers?
Me: It’s romantic now
Wale: shut up there! Nigerian girl don’t know romance abeg. To them there’s nothing as romantic has you buying recharge cards, paying bills, giving cash and buying ice cream and meat-pie
Me: But i don’t have such money
Wale: then don’t date! you wan take her go park, beside flowers where mosquitoes go chop am finish and do festival on top her leg shey?
Me: emmm… i don’t know o. Come, how do you know all this? have you been spending money on girls?
Wale: Forget that side
Me: Bidemi is a rich girl, She’s probably used to eatery and buying stuffs. i want to do something special
Wale: Love… Romance…something special? not here in Lagos
Me: I’ll take my chances
I got a call and it was Bidemi
Bidemi: Sorry Dolapo can we make it 4pm? Something came up and i have to be home early
Me: Sure 4pm is ok by me
Bidemi: Ok… till then
I was relieved, i thought she had changed her mind. The joy i felt made me jump on my feet and starts throwing punches in the air again. Wale screamed, this time even louder than the previous
Wale: Mama Dolapo!!! Those witches are back again oooo!
To Be Continued…