VOICE FOR THE POOR… SEASON THREE
EPISODE 3
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Take 2
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I got to Kobby’s house, and he was more than happy to see me.
Welcome to my humble home Brenda. Have a seat. He offered.
I sat down comfortably sipping the drink he served me.
We both enjoyed the food and drinks happily in the dinning hall and walked back to the sitting room minutes after.
Brenda, there is something I want to tell you. Kobby stated with a soft voice.
I’m listening Kobby. I responded.
Brenda, I have fallen in love with you and I thought it wise to let you know. He said.
Fallen in love with me or fallen in love for me? Which is which? I asked.
Well, however way you want to take it, but all I know is that, I feel something stronger for you. He responded.
Give me reasons why you have that sudden feeling for me. I responded.
Brenda, you know you are beautiful, S-xy, intelligent and above all ha-rd working.
I will like to make you my wife outright. I will like my children to possess all these as-sets. He explained.
Hahahahahahaha! You don’t say Kobby! Your reasons for falling in love is more than interesting, but let me ask you, what happens if all these reasons are no more? I asked.
I will still be with you Brenda, plea-se consider me. He pleaded.
There is nothing like consideration when it comes to love. Love is purely love when it has no reasons, no limits and no restrictions.
Love is peace, comfort, and a dove that flies to you when you least expect it.
Kobby, I’m sorry to disappoint you, your friendsh!pis more important to me than this so called love you are talking about.
You are simply lvsting after me, and I suggest you kill it before it kills you. I responded bluntly.
Brenda plea-se, have mercy on me. He continuously pleaded.
Kobby, never beg anyone to love you, if you do, you will forever beg them to stay. I responded and asked permission to leave.
I could see disappointment written all over him.
He st©pped calling me from that day, and anytime I tried calling him, he gave me excuses.
He as well st©pped buying from our shop.
One day, Nhyira confronted me.
Brenda, what have you done to Kobby our loyal customer? Why has he st©pped buying from us? She asked.
I don’t know Nhyira, he ha-rd ly calls me, and when I do, he acts so cold towards me. I responded unhappily.
Brenda, before you c@m£ to stay with us, Kobby was with us in business. If throu-gh you he has st©pped buying from us, I suggest you find a way to bring him back, or else, this shop can’t contain us both. She threatened.
Come on Nhyira, has it gotten to this stage?
Are you suggesting I sleep with Kobby to maintain your business relationsh!pwith him? Is that what you are saying? I asked.
Oh wow! That means he is interested in you right? Anyway, I don’t care how you will do it, all I nee-d is my customer Kobby. She responded and walked out on me.
I just didn’t know what to do nor think. I decided to confine in Abr@m.
After work that day, I requested to talk to him in the sitting room.
Abr@m can I plea-se have a word with you? I requested.
No Brenda, it is almost 8pm and I nee-d my husband by my side. Whatever it is you have to say can wait. Nhyira cut in.
What kind of attitude is this Nhyira? Why do you talk to Brenda as if she is your enemy? What at all are you fighting her for? Abr@m responded unhappily.
It’s alright Abr@m, there is no nee-d to argue over anything. Let’s make this conversation tomorrow. I stated and walked into my room.
Early the following morning, Abr@m knocked on my door.
Brenda, I’ve been called by my business colleagues to come for a meeting, I will be back next week Monday to discuss whatever it is you wanted us to talk about. plea-se stay safe, and avoid Nhyira’s troubles. He advised.
Thanks for your time Abr@m, safe journey. I responded.
Nhyira kept giving me attitude in the house. She kept pestering me on her lost customer relationsh!pwith Kobby.
One Sunday, I decided to go to Kobby’s house to talk to him.
I knocked at Nhyira’s door to inform her I was going out, but there was no response.
I proceeded to Kobby’s house without delay.
I knocked at his door but there was no response.
I opened the door and entered the sitting room.
And I could hear his voice in one of the rooms.
I walked near the door and I could hear Nhyira’s voice in there.
What? What is Nhyira doing here? What for? I thought in dismay.
To be continued…
VOICE FOR THE POOR… SEASON THREE
EPISODE 4
What!!! What is Nhyira doing here? What for? I thought in dismay.
I peeped throu-gh the key hole and indeed, it was Nhyira in the room.
Nhyira, I can’t do this with you, you are a married woman. Kobby said.
Kobby listen to me, Abr@m is my fiance, we are not married yet.
You don’t know how much I’ve yearned to be in your arms. I’ve longed to have you since you started buying from our shop. plea-se don’t refuse this offer. Nhyira responded.
Nhyira, may I know why you want to sleep with me when you stay un-der the same roof with your fiance Abr@m? Kobby asked.
Kobby, tell me the food you ate yesterday and today. Nhyira responded.
Well, yesterday, I ate Rice for breakfast, yam for lunch and fried egg and tea in the supper.
And today, I took fufu for breakfast and planning to take yam ba-lls with chicken for lunch. Kobby narrated.
Exactly Kobby! There is no way you could have repeated the same food over and over again.
Same way Kobby, I can’t fv¢k Abr@m’s d!¢k alone for the rest of my life.
I nee-d S-xy d!¢ks like yours to balance my diet. Nhyira explained shamelessly.
I’ve heard your weird an-alysis Nhyira, but plea-se no! I told you I am in love with Brenda. un-derstand me and st©p pressuring me. Kobby resisted.
Kobby, Brenda will not accept your proposal unless I give her the go ahead.
As I speak to you, she has vowed never to go out with you. If you sleep with me this once, I promise to bring her to your house personally. Nhyira convinced.
Are you sure? Are you very sure you will bring her to me after slee-ping with you? Kobby asked.
Yes Kobby, I promise. plea-se make love to me.
Make slow love to me Kobby, plea-se balance my diet. She pleaded se-ductively.
Alright, for the love I have for Brenda, I will do it, but plea-se, promise you won’t come back for more in case you enjoy it. Kobby cautioned.
Come on S-xy handsome Kobby, what is the big deal in it if Brenda is your wife and me, your concubine?
Have you ever seen a President without a vice? Or a hospital full of doctors without nurses?
Everything in this life nee-ds as-sistance, and I don’t mind pla-ying a second role for this masculine b©dy I see here. Nhyira responded s£dûçt!velyagain.
Before I knew it, the two of them began k!ss!ngpas-sionately.
Even though it was tough for me to look on, I still tried my best to look at how far things will go.
quic-kly, they str!pped n-ked.
Before they could attempt anything, I f0rç£d the door opened.
Blood of Jesus! Brenda what are you doing here? The both of them chorused and jumped onto their feet.
quic-kly, Kobby went down on his knees.
Brenda, I am sorry, plea-se forgive me. It is because of the love I have for you that’s why I am doing all these. He pleaded.
Wow Kobby, so you can use the love you have for me as a bribe to win me right?
If the love you have for me couldn’t win me, then I’m sorry to tell you that, your love is pathetic.
Anyway, I c@m£ to ask you why you’ve not been coming to buy from our shop anymore, but since my madam Nhyira herself is here to ro-mantically take the reason, I think you can go ahead and give it to her. I responded and walked out on them.
I got to the house very disturbe-d.
Where at all is this life leading to? Who at all is to be trusted? I thought sadly.
Minutes later, Nhyira arrived in the house.
Where are you Brenda! Come out here you gossip! She screamed.
I walked out confidently to meet her.
What is it Nhyira? Why the insults? I asked.
How dare you bu-mp into me like that? Since when did you start monitoring my movements? She shamelessly ranted.
I’m sorry for bu-mping into you in your matrimonial room Nhyira, plea-se forgive me.
I only c@m£ there to talk to Kobby, to plea-se come back to the shop. I sarcastically responded.
How dare you call that place my matrimonial home? How dare you? She yelled angrily.
If that isn’t your matrimonial room, then why are you perturbe-d I c@m£ there? I asked.
Yes I was about to sleep with him, what can you do about that? It is my b©dy and not yours. She responded shamefully.
I can’t argue about that Nhyira, the b©dy is yours, but vengeance is God’s.
Don’t forget that, Abr@m nearly lost his life over this b©dy you claim is yours.
Why are you loving him this wrong, when he is busy loving you right?
Do you know the number of women out there who are praying to have such a man?
Well, I won’t be the one to b!ow your cover, but the God of justice will. I stated angrily.
You are simply a nosy gossip! A desperate destitute Bastard! She insulted.
Nhyira, I will not stand here to share your guilt with you, but if you feel screaming will make you less guilty, then you have my support. Go ahead and scream all you can, I will be in my room listening to the melodious pain and shame in your voice. I responded and walked out on her.
Come back here Brenda!
I swear, this house can not contain the two of us. She threatened.
To be continued…