“Nenye…” Ada called.
“Yes dear.”
“Lest I forget,” Ada said. “I’ll be leaving
for Abuja tomorrow.”
“Hope all is well?” Nenye verified.
“Of course,” said Ada. “My Chairman wants
to see me.”
“Chairman?”
Ada and Nenye were undergraduates in one
of the campuses situated in Rivers State, Nigeria and they happened to be
roommates, though were of different departments. They met each other during
their first year, twelve months back to be precise, the moment they found
themselves on campus.
Contrary to
Nenye’s lifestyle, Ada was obviously a flirt both on and outside the campus and
her pattern of living was really telling on her innocent roommate who was
wholly devoted to her academics.
Ada who could afford anything money could
as a student because of her acquaintances with her so called Sugar Daddies, was
cajoled into the ugly trend by some of her schoolmates barely eight weeks after
she found herself in the institution. Funny enough, as a second year student,
she hardly sat for any course during her semester examinations and at the end
of the day, she would come out with flying colours to her classmates’ greatest
surprise; what she knew how to do best was to cruise around with her friends of
like minds in her red Sport Toyota car bought by one of her countless ‘sugar
daddies’. But whenever she visited home, she wouldn’t dare travelling in the
car so that her parents wouldn’t realize her true self; she would rather go in
a public cab.
“My man, of course.” She clarified.
They were seated in their apartment,
right inside their bedroom.
“Hmm,” Nenye murmured. “So you now have a
man in Abuja?”
“What kind of question is that?” Ada
interrupted, frowning.
“Ada,” Nenye politely called. “When will
you change?”
“When did you become a Pastor?” said Ada.
“Abeg, abeg, abeg.” She urged, waving her right hand.
“Ada,” Nenye continued. “Is not that I’m
trying to decide for you.”
Ada was relatively calm.
“After all, you’ve
your life to live.”
Ada remained silent, facing the other
side of the room.
“But you should have known that we just
resumed for a new session.” Nenye
relentlessly reiterated. “Right now, I expected you to be concerned about how
this 200 Level would be…”
Ada
quickly crossed her left leg on the right one, backing her roommate.
“Rather than travelling from one city to
the other.”Nenye landed.
Ada appeared adamant. “Please, Nenye…”
she chipped in. “Spare me these uncalled preaches.”
“Is not what you think.” Nenye rode on.
“I’m only trying to let you face reality.”
“Enough of these,” Ada ranted at the top
of her voice. “Please...” She added. Stood up angrily.
“Is okay, is okay.” Nenye surrendered,
waving her two hands.
Both of them
were seated on their 16-inches foam which was lying freely on the tiled floor.
“So, what time are you leaving?”
“Now you’re talking.” Ada applauded.
“This is what you should have asked since.” She said. Resumed her seat.
This time, she was facing Nenye her
presumed enemy.
“I said is okay,” Nenye urged. Pause.
“Ada baby.” She teased her pretentiously.
Ada smiled. “Na wa for you, oh!” She
exclaimed.
“So what time?”
Nenye reminded.
“Well,” said Ada. “I’ll be going by
flight, as usual.”
“Big girl!”Nenye teased.
“You won try…?” Ada responded in pidgin.
Nenye smiled in accordance.
“I’ve asked you to join the winning
team,” Ada chipped in. “But you wouldn’t listen.”
“Don’t even go there.” Nenye warned.
Ada had been persuading her to join the
trend but she consistently rebutted the proposal.
“I’m sorry.” Ada said. “That was slip of
tongue.”
Nenye became really unhappy over the
utterance.
Ada having observed the bad mood hastily
moved to where she was seated. “I’m sorry nah.” She reiterated, tenderly
shaking Nenye’s body with her right hand.
Nenye smiled. “I’ve heard you.” She said.
“So what time is your flight?”
“Hmm,” said Ada. “10am.”
“Okay,” Nenye dished out. “I wish you safe
journey.”
“Thank you, darling…” Ada appreciated.
* * * * * *
“So, how was the trip?” Nenye enquired.
“My dear,” Ada said. “Enough torridey,
oh!” She replied in pidgin, which meant there was a lot to discuss.
It was few minutes after Ada’s arrival
from Abuja where she spent a night with her newest Sugar Daddy – Chief Wale.
Nenye sat on
their reading chair, which was paired with a plastic table; she was busy with
her assignments. Whilst Ada who just had a cool shower was standing with a
white tower tied round her gorgeous waist; she was plump, chocolate, and
average in height – she was apparently naturally endowed.
“So gist me.”Nenye inquisitively said.
“My dear,” Ada continued. “Chief Wale is
stinkingly rich.”
“Who’s Chief Wale?”
“The man I went to see in Abuja nah.”
Said Ada.“My newest Chairman.” She added, smiling.
“Hmm…” Nenye murmured. Shook her head.
“The people you date are men that are as old as your father.”
Ada was calm.
“If not older.” She landed.
“And so?” Ada nagged. “Provided they give
me what I want.”
Nenye was silent.
“Or, you want me to move with these boys
that can’t even give someone up to 20k per night?”
“Hmm…” Nenye sighed. Shook her head for
several seconds. “You can’t stop amusing me.”
There was
silence.
“You still haven’t gist me about the
trip.”
“Are you not the one dampening my
spirit?” Ada responded. Sat on their foam which was situated beside the reading
chair where her roommate was seated. “Chief took me out for a shopping.”
Nenye
repositioned herself. Became curious.
“You wouldn’t believe it.” She rode on.
“He bought me gold this, gold that…”
“Serious?” Nenye
enquired.
“Are you doubting me?” Ada said, quickly
brought her handbag and opened it to Nenye’s delight. “Check this out.” She proudly
said.
Obviously, the handbag was loaded with
all kinds of gold to include necklace, earrings, and wristwatch, among others.
“Eeye…!” Nenye exclaimed. Astonished.
“My dear, that is not all.”
Nenye couldn’t
wait to hear the rest. She widely opened her eyes.
“As if that wasn’t enough,” Ada
proceeded. “After the night at the hotel suite, guess what he gave me?”
“What?” Nenye anxiously said. Filled with
extreme curiosity.
“You wouldn’t believe it,” she continued.
“Chief showered me with a hundred thousand naira, cash.” She said, hurriedly
dipped her right hand into one of the inner partitions in the handbag which was
still in her hands and brought out a mint bundle of #1000 notes.
“What…?” Nenye exclaimed. Couldn’t
believe her sight.“Just for a night?”
“That’s exactly what I’ve been telling
you.” Ada hinted. “These men are fully loaded.”
Nenye, still
preoccupied with amazement.
“They are just looking for ladies that
would help them eat the fucking money.” Ada landed.
There was absolute tranquillity for a few
seconds.
“Nenye I’ve good news for you, oh.” Ada
broke the silence.
“Good news?”
“Yes.”
“What’s the good news?”
Ada hesitated. “Chief would like to see
you.” She finally hinted.
“See me?” She surprisingly enquired,
placing her left hand on her chest. “Which Chief?”
“Yes.”
“You still haven’t answered my
question,” Nenye ranted. “Which Chief?”
“Chief Wale, of course.”
“For what?”
“Nenye calm down,” Ada enjoined. “I’ve
something to tell you.”
“I’m listening.”
“There’s
this Chief’s friend that’s in need of someone.”
“Someone
like?”
“Why
are you sounding like this,” Ada quarrelled. “A lady, of course.”
During Ada’s last meeting with Chief
Wale at the Abuja hotel, he asked her to help him get one of her schoolmates
for his business associate who was resident in Lagos, and Ada promised to
comply soonest.
“And you think I’m the right person for
that?” Nenye said. Became irritated.
“Nenye, you are like my sister,” Ada
convincingly continued. “I can’t see a good thing and let someone else have it
while you are here.”
“As you can see,” Nenye said. “I’m busy
with my assignments.”
“My dear, you need to think about this.”
Ada urged. “It’s for your own good.”
Nenye hastily
faced her reading table thereby backing her roommate.
“Just look at yourself,” Ada tenderly
rode on. “You can’t even boast of anything you want as a student.”
Nenye was
silent.
“I know you’re not lacking anything,” Ada
added. “But at least, you need something more than these.” She hinted referring
to Nenye’s possessions.
Nenye remained
speechless, still backing her.
“After all, your dad is well to do.” confirmed
Ada. “Still, he doesn’t want to give you just a common car.” She said. Paused.
“This is one of the stuffs you can get from these chairmen.”
Nenye quickly looked at Ada. “Am I
complaining?” She chipped in. “Ada please…, leave me alone.” She urged.
“Okay ooh,” Ada exclaimed. “But you need
to think about it.” She added. Stood up.
Nenye repositioned her skull. “I’ve
heard you.” She replied just to discharge her, facing the books on the table.
“You can’t afford to miss this golden
opportunity.” said Ada. Stood still. “Use your brain.” She concluded, furiously
dashed out of the room having dropped the handbag on the bed.
Nenye dished out a deep sigh.
“Non…sense.” She lamented.
Few days later, amazingly Ada succeeded
in convincing her roommate, Nenye having pleaded with her to give it a trial
with a view that a trial wouldn’t harm her.
The following day, both of them left for
Abuja the venue for the proposed meeting via flight.
On that fateful
day, Chief Wale had gone to bring them from the Nnamdi Azikiwe International
Airport, Abuja while his friend Chief Obi was relaxing in his hotel suite.
“So what’s the name?” Chief Wale asked
Nenye the moment the two ladies assumed their seats in his black Lexus Jeep.
Nenye, a light-skinned, tall and slim
looking lady who was in her early twenties was seated on of the back seats in
the car while Ada was stylishly seated on the front seat like the ‘Madam’.
“Nenye, Sir.” She responded.
“Interesting,” Chief Wale exclaimed
while on the steering. “So you are also an Igbo girl?”
“Yes Sir.?”
“My friend will like this.” He testified.
Both ladies smiled glancing at each
other.
“So, Nenye who?” Chief Wale verified, referring
to her surname, twisting his big head so he could look behind.
“Nenye Obi.”
“Obi?” Chief
Wale shockingly exclaimed on hearing the surname which was exactly her friend’s
name.
“Yes Sir.” Said Nenye.
“Any problem?”
Ada enquired.
“No,” Chief Wale replied. “Just marvelled
over a coincidence.” He hinted.
“Coincidence?” Ada apprehensively
verified.
“Never mind.” Chief Wale said. Became
sober.
The two ladies immediately looked at
themselves. Amazed.
There was maximum silence till they
arrived at their destination.
When they got to the hotel, Nenye was
directed to the suite where her awaited host, chief Obi was lodged.
As soon as the man in question who had
lied to his wife in Lagos that he was coming to Abuja for a business deal opened
the door for Nenye who was clad in a sexy pink gown having received an expected
knock on the door, an unthinkable intriguing moment transpired. Both parties,
on seeing each other stood still at the entrance not unlike electrocuted bodies.
Chief Obi was actually Nenye’s biological
father; she was the third among his four children. Wonders, they say, shall
never end.
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