?? MY CHEATING WIFE ??
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EPISODE 5
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I slowly sat on the chair with my head ban-ging, I was at Loss on what to do. What would my wife reaction be? How would I tell her I impregnated someone?.
The door swung open and of one my colleagues, Dr. Richa-rd c@m£ in.
Dr. Richa-rd ➡️ My doctor.
He said and sat down on the ha-rd vinyl chair before me.
Fikayo ➡️ Doctor Richa-rd .. Morning (Grimly).
Dr. Richa-rd s ➡️ Haha.. what is wrong? . Or are you missing your woman alre-ady ( Adjusted his glas-ses).
Fikayo ➡️ This isn’t about Christianah.. I told you what she did now.
Dr. Richa-rd s ➡️ Ohh yes .. then what is it?
Fikayo ➡️ Remember the lady I told you about on WhatsApp.. Towobola?
Dr. Richa-rd s ➡️ Yes i do..
He said showing more interest in the matter.
Fikayo ➡️ She is pregnant.
Dr. Richa-rd s ➡️ (Laughed sarcastically) hahahahahah.
Fikayo ➡️ what is funny?
I asked and spre-ader my hands.
He adjusted himself and faced me.
Dr. Richa-rd s ➡️ Look here man.. That is a good news.. you have been married for two and half years now, with no kids. Look at me, I married the same time you did, I have twins alre-ady.. I would say you leave that bit-ch of a wife and stick to Towobola.
I was moved by his words but still yet, my mind never left Christianah.
Fikayo ➡️ Okay.. let’s see what happens
Dr. Richa-rd s ➡️ Fine man.. Do what’s right by visiting Towobola’s family to show them a responsible man impregnated their daughter ( Stood up)
Fikayo ➡️ I will.
Dr. Richa-rd ➡️ Alright.. Doc.
Richa-rd s said and left my office.
This is a mystery, how do I solve it?. I gr@bb£d my car key and made for home.
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Different thoughts ran throu-gh my mind. I made up my mind to tell Christianah and apologize to her and then advice her to change her ways. I soon got home, I bothered not myself to drive I and so I opened entered. I walked briskly and opened the door.
Er-octic m-oans was all I heard in the house. The noise of flesh sl@pping noisily against each other very was alarming. My heart raced and I walked to our be-droom ?️ and opened the door.
Holy Christ!! I exclaimed.
Christianah rolled over and started crying.
Guy ➡️ Heyy.. mr. Man.. who are you?
The guy f–cking her shouted in his de-ep booming voice.
Fikayo ➡️ Ohh you want to know.. I will show.
I said and rushed at the guy but little did I know i was ma-king a grave mistake. Christianah pu-ll-ed my legs and I tr!pp£dfalling on the floor. I gro-an ed in pain and watched as the guy c@m£ down, with a cake knife in his hands. He pu-ll-ed me up and head-bu-tted me. I gro-an ed in pain, blood was gushing out of my nose and just as I made to take a de-ep breath. He stabbe-d me.
The pain was so intense, the knife c@m£ out and went in again. He did that like four times and left me alone. I fell on the floor heavily. The de-sire to take a heavy sleep , overwhelmed me but I was still at least able to see the blue vision of them k!ss!ng?, laughing and hvgging each other. The guy looked down and ban-ged my face. I lost consciousness.
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I opened my eyes but was so weak. I was in pain and I felt my belly been bandaged. I was dumped in a bush probably presumed dead. I slowly and with lot of efforts sat up and leaned on a tree?. I felt my pocket, my phone was still there. I hurriedly re-moved it but to my dismay, the Sim was gone. I stood up and staggered before leaning on a tree. My so-re belly aches badly and I couldn’t stand upright. I walked real slow and soon got to a busy road. I saw a phone booth and decided to use the payphone but I was to cross the road . I slowly enterd the road and you know how busy Lagos roads are. A venza speeded towards and I couldn’t run. The driver br@ked and c@m£ out to ton-guelash ? me. I raised up my face to look whom it was. Towobola!.. She was taken aback.
Towobola ➡️ (Exclaimed in disbelief) Fikayo.
Fikayo ➡️ (Sadly) Yeah.
Towobola ➡️ what are you doing Sango?
Fikayo ➡️ Ehnn. Sango?
Towobola ➡️ Yes.. Sango… I have been calling your number for three weeks now but it was switched off.
Fikayo ➡️ I can’t explain.. plea-se I nee-d to get home.
Towobola ➡️ No.. you nee-d to get to the hospital ?.
She said and started pu-lling me.
I followed her reluctantly.
I sat beside her in the vehicle which was fully air conditioned. I thought in my mind why Towobola and I always manage to meet. What a coincidence!.
I better not ask where she was going or waht she was doing in Sango. She is so damn rich to able to get a venza.
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Towobola ➡️ Honey.. We are home.
She said and opened the door. I looked at the mansion in awe. A 30 year old single lady built this, wow!.
Well, I knew Towobola to be industrious, she even had boutique whilst pursuing her masters in Sweden. Moreover, her parents were so rich but she is a victim of heartbreak ❤️.
I followed her in gently and entered one of the magnificent house I have ever seen. We entered the be-droom and she re-moved her heels and other accessories she used. She entered into the bathroom and I could hear her preparing a bathtub. I sat on the large be-d ?️ and looked around. She had my pictures pinned on the wall. I smiled. I think I am beginning to love her for her personality.
Towobola ➡️ Honey.. come over and have your bath ( coming out).
Fikayo ➡️ ( Got up) Alright.
She moved towards me and started unfolding the gru-bby bandage that was around my belly. I gro-an ed in pains as she unfolded it, revea-ling a just healing de-ep wound.
I stood upright and as she made to leave , I gr@bb£d her and pu-ll-ed her back.
Towobola ➡️ (Whisper) Ohh! my God.
I pu-ll-ed her go-wn down and she watched me smiling. I brou-ght out her fair cleavages and wra-pped myl-ips around it.
Towobola ➡️ (M-oans) Honeyyyyyy.
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?? MY CHEATING WIFE ??
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EPISODE 6
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I woke up to the aroma of plantain being fried.
My mouth watered at the thought of having that sweet smelling thing in my belly.
I yawned and remembered what had transpired few hours ago. Towobola and I had unlimited se-x which was superb. I just enjoyed her since the one we had last time was due to my drun!kenness. I stood up and wore of her T shi-t and walked out of the room.
I heard sound of pepper being dished into a h0t frying pan. It made sound like it used to. I peeped and saw her sweating, moving around actively.
Fikayo ➡️ ( Clear throat) Erhm.. Erhm.
Towobola ➡️ Ohh.. Honey. You scared me.
She said and started laughing and holding her che-st.
Fikayo ➡️ (smiled) well sorry.
Towobola ➡️ Hum.. Fikayo. My mother is coming tonight, she wanted to meet you coz I told her you will be here.
She said and looked at my face in fear.
Fikayo ➡️ (Exclaimed) Whaaat!.
Towobola ➡️ I am sorry. I have it in control, I got you nice clothes from my boutique.
She said and moved towards me.
Fikayo ➡️ (Angrily) You don’t get me. I ain’t physically balance, no money, I lost my job.
Towobola ➡️ No. Don’t say that, okay fine, we will set up our own clinic.
I gave her the what do you mean look.
Towobola ➡️ Hmm. You just go and freshen up.
She said and win-ked at me se-ductively.
I looked at her little protruded belly
Funny.
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I was inside the dressing when I heard voices . A male and female voices. Towobola laughed and greeted. I froze where I was. I knew her parents were around. Her mother’s voice seem harsh and loud. Jesus! I soon heard footsteps and I knew it to be Towobola’s.
She opened the door and beckoned me to come out.
I staggered out and soon got to the sitting room. I hurriedly prostrated before them.
Towobola’s Father ➡️ Pele.. Omo mi, how is everything? (Smiling).
Fikayo ➡️ I am fine sir.
Her mother was looking at me from head to toe with scorn. I turned to look at her face but the eyes that greeted me almost made me sink to the ground.
Towobola ➡️ This is Fikayo.
Towobola hurriedly said, she saw it all.
Towobola’s mother ➡️ (looking at me scornfully) Fikayo or whatever . You can’t marry my daughter o. Uhn not when I am alive.
She said with hatred in her voice.
Towobola’s Father ➡️ Haaa. You this woman.
Her father said and looked at her mother Angrily.
Towobola’s mother ➡️ Kini. Let me talk. He can’t marry my daughter. Look at how he is, what does he has to take care of her. Yet he impregnated her because she is beautiful. He is a gold digger.
Towobola ➡️ (Sadly) mummy. But I am not complaining. Fikayo is not a gold digger, he is a medical doctor for God sake, he just had a problem.
Towobola’s mother ➡️ Gb’enu e soun. Is this one you open your l@ps for? You are shameless.
I breathed in de-eply and then suddenly stood up. I prostrated before them and made to leave.
Towobola’s Father ➡️ Don’t worry Fikayo. We will soon see to talk.
It is obvious he doesn’t have much control over his wife.
Towobola ➡️ Fikayooo.
She called in years but I didn’t answer her. I walked out of the house.
Towobola’s mother ➡️ Aww… One legged race.
Her mum humoured and laughed.
Towobola ➡️ If I don’t marry Fikayo, I promise you and everyone to commit suicide.
I could hear their noises till I was out of hearing them. I staggered along the road. I nee-d to get to my home and perhaps , I could start working as a porter on market days.
I walked for almost an hour and sat down to rest. I saw a shop and being so thirsty. I walked towards it and begged for water. The woman c@m£ out, looking at my face.
Fikayo ➡️ plea-se ma, I nee-d water.
Bukola ➡️ Uncle Fikayo. Am I right?
Fikayo ➡️ Yes.
Bukola ➡️ Do you remember me?
Fikayo ➡️ No.
Bukola ➡️ You don’t remember, Bukola, your junior in CSM high school, your friend Sunday sister.
Fikayo ➡️ Holy christ.!
I Exclaimed.
Fikayo ➡️ Bukola. Is this you?
Bukola ➡️ (Laughing) Yes sir.
As in she has grown real fat, you wouldn’t hesitate to call her mummy if you had seen her. Little did I know I was greeting a younger sister to me.
Fikayo ➡️ Where is Sunday now?
Bukola ➡️ He resides in the the United Kingdom (U.K).
Fikayo ➡️ Wow! That is good then.
Bukola ➡️ But uncle Fikayo, you gained admission to study medicine ?? then now.
Fikayo ➡️ Hmm. It is a long story. I nee-d to go now. plea-se can I get a little change from you?
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The tricycle dropped me at the front of my gate. I knocked and heard a voice shouting “Who be that?”.
Funny a gateman in my house.
The gate opened and a guy showed his face.
Fikayo ➡️ Can I get into my house.
I said with authority.
Gate guy ➡️ (Laughed) You must be a lunatic.
I pushed him away and entered my compound, I knew someone was home and I entered the door and walked inside.
Christianah ➡️ (scared) Sh*t! Spirit.
She said and ran behind the guy who was pressing my TV. It was the same guy who stabbe-d me. He was shaking and his teeth was rattling. I looked at them and entered my room.
I broke the wardrobe door and took the bag I sto-red my certificates, packed few clothes, I searched for my other GTB, Atm ? and my car key. Little did they know I had a licensed pistol at home, I packed everything and moved out.
The guy ➡️ (Shouted) Heyyy.. Where are you taking those things to ba-stard?
I st©pped and turned back, pointed my pistol at him and sh0t his left ankle . He tr!pp£dand fell gro-an ing in pain.
I entered my car and told the gate guy to open the gate but he refused, I pointed the pistol at him and he hurriedly opened the gate and I drove out.
To hell with you all, I thought.
I faced the road to Ibadan. The wound I had, had started bleeding again.
I parked and re-moved the clothe I wore, thought of what to do. I opened the case at muy dashboard and brou-ght out a Methylated spirit. I poured it on it. I threw it away and gro-an ed as it stung me real ha-rd .
I lost consciousness.
Tbc