INTRIGUING
MOMENT (II)
“My dear, that is not all.” Ada added.
Nenye couldn’t wait to hear the rest as she looked
in silent awe.
“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,” Ada hinted. “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 have been telling you.” Ada reminded. “These men are fully
loaded.”
On her part, Nenye was still
preoccupied with amazement.
“They are just looking for ladies that
would help them eat the fucking money.” Ada landed.
There was absolute tranquillity at this
point.
“Nenye I have good news for you oh.” Ada
broke the brief silence.
“Good news?”
“Yes.”
“What’s the good news?”
Ada
hesitated. “Chief would like to see you.” She finally disclosed.
“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?” she reiterated.
“Chief Akin of course.”
“For what?”
“Nenye calm down,” Ada enjoined. “I have
something to tell you.”
“I
am 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 Akin 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 am the right person for
that?” Nenye said, became obviously 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 am 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 adamant.
“I know you are not lacking anything,”
Ada added. “But at least, you need something more than these.” She asserted,
referring to Nenye’s possessions.
Nenye remained mute, 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 surrendered. “But you need to think about it.” She added, stood up.
Nenye quickly repositioned her skull. “I have
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.
Consequently, both of them left for
Abuja the venue for the proposed meeting via flight.
On
that fateful day, Chief Akin 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 Akin asked
Nenye the moment the two ladies assumed their seats in his black Lexus Jeep.
Nenye,
a light-skinned, tall and slim 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 side
like the ‘madam’.
“Nenye,
sir.” She responded.
“Interesting,” Chief Akin appreciated
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 Akin verified, referring to her surname, twisting his big
head so he could look behind.
“Nenye
Obi.”
“Obi?” Chief Akin shockingly echoed on hearing
the surname that was exactly her friend’s name.
“Yes
sir.” said Nenye.
“Any problem?” Ada enquired.
“No,”
Chief Akin replied. “Just marvelled over a coincidence.” He hinted.
“Coincidence?”
Ada apprehensively verified.
“Never
mind.” Chief Akin urged, became sober.
The
two ladies immediately looked at themselves, became amazed over the melodrama.
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.
It
would interest, perhaps shock you to note that Chief Obi was actually Nenye’s
biological father. She was the third among his four children. Wonders, they
say, shall never end!
If you were Chief Obi or Nenye, as the
case might be, what action would you take therein? Think about it.
The rest is history, please.
FDN Nwaozor
Executive Director, Docfred Resource Hub - Owerri
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