It was a good thing Deji had a good listening ability. Nike’s soft moaning would have denied him of
hearing the footsteps approaching them.
‘’Shh.’’ He breathed in her ear as the sound grew nearer.
Just few metres to where they were Bunmi’ s voice declared. ‘’I know I saw her walked towards the garden but she kind of disappeared around this
‘’I don’t think it was Nike you saw. What could she be doing in this dark spot?’’ Kola said as they moved
closer to the small building.
“Hi guys, what are you two doing here?’’ A tight voice asked them. But the large figure came closer and
they were able to see the face behind the voice.
“Oh Deji, it’s you. We’re looking for Nike.’’ Kola responded after realizing it was his friend.
“’You mean your new found cousin?’’ Deji asked innocently, pretending not to know the moniker of the
girl she fell in love with in Ife and obviously still in love with.
“’Yes.’’ Bunmi confirmed nodding her head.
‘’She came around to thank me for the pool incident and headed back to the hall.’’ Deji narrated.
‘’Alright bro. Let’s go back inside. She will be somewhere in there. This is Deji’s get-away spot here.’’ Kola
said as he motioned his little sister to lead the way.
‘’And….Deji… Theresa is looking for you.’’ Bunmi called over her shoulder as the siblings chuckled and
Deji didn’t find it funny. He knew he hasn’t been making the right decisions when it comes to Nike, but
what he was going to do about that, he had no clue.
Going back behind the small building he watched the duo as they entered into the hall, Deji saw Nike all
dressed up like nothing had happened.
“’Are they gone?’’ she asked trying to look composed, she failed.
“Yeah. They think you would be somewhere in the building.’’
She turned her back to me. ‘’Please help me with the zip,’’ her voice was appealing. He obliged, slowly.
“Thanks. I should go. This shouldn’t have happened.’’ She straighten her gown.
“This? Huh? We were just……’’ He bumbled.
“Good night Deji.’’ Nike announced not allowing Deji to complete his sentence. She pushed past him
Deji made a fruitless attempt to stop her. He stood there dumbfounded watching her leave.
He waited few moments, ran his finger through his hair and then went quietly into his room.
He stumbled on his bed. What a mess! His
neat and orderly life had suddenly become a mess in just a matter of days of running into Nike. D–n!
He lost control tonight.
Just like many other cultures brought to the black continent by the Europeans, going to church on Sunday mornings was a well carried out activity in Nigeria. The former commissioner’s party was incomplete without the Thanksgiving service on a Sunday Morning.
As several people made their way to the church building, so were the attendants of the three-day party which was about to be concluded with this church service.
‘’Enter into his gates with thanksgiving and into his court with praise. Be thankful unto him, bless his name…’’ these were the words of the clergyman.
As the sermon continues with the clergyman quoting different chapters of the holy book, so were the thoughts of many of congregation entering different chapters of their lives.
Was it Ireti? She was filled with contempt about her son’s disappearing act last night at the same time the Williams’ siblings were looking for their new found cousin. How could both of them be missing simultaneously if they weren’t together? She hoped not.
The youngest of the Williams’ family. She had been craving for men’s attention all her life. The ones she had liked didn’t show interest. Things had been a little worse since the new girl arrived. Kola, her brother, that had been her best company, at least once in a while had no time for her anymore. He only knew they still lived under the same roof when looking for Nike was the matter arising. If she had knew how much beauty she possessed, she would have advised her mother against accommodating the orphan girl.
She had been around all this while and Deji never looked her direction, except perhaps if he had to look for Kola. What the hell is wrong with these folks needing her when they need to find their cohorts? She thought. Perhaps she would do better looking for a hidden treasure in the Ultimate Search Reality Show.
Now she was really pissed her off by Peter. She thought he had a thing for her, but whatever item they were going to be was now almost impossible since her mother introduced the SLOT manager to Nike. He was immediately drawn to Nike. It wasn’t hard to tell.
Nike. She was going to so pay for being a major contributor for her single-hood after her much anticipated house party.
He was sitting next to his supposed fiancé but all he could think of was the girl from Ife. Can he really get over her? He was smart enough to figure out that the more time he spends trying to pretend he is okay with the Nike affair, the harder it becomes to get Nike to be with him. But then again, he needed to stay far away from her. Nike was just supposed to be opening chapter in the book of his life romance, but how she was becoming the story was a mystery to him. Deji’s situation could be best described as a dilemma.
‘’Ata nma ra nma ganga poro chineke mo…’’ came on. Like the choir knew what the congregation yearned for, they all rose to their feet to dance to the praise song.
The church service ended and so was the three day party. Pleasantries were exchanged among Mrs Williams’ and her guests. Deji managed to avoid contact with Nike. She also made it easier for him. He felt at least after this party he would be absolved from the torture he receives by her presence.