Water Strike – Episode 10

Episode 10

(Friends)

(Chioma was in her room when she heard a knock on her door. Dropping the book she was reading, she went and opened it but the person at the door is the last person she was expecting)

Chioma: Ahhnahn (having a surprise look) Mr. Sylvester, what are you doing here…can I help you

Big Prof: Can you let me in first before questioning me (He gave out a charming smile, showing his dimples)

Chioma: (Casting him a questioning glare, with different thought running through her mind, she shrug) Ok come in

Big Prof: Thanks (He nodded his head, glancing at the neatness of the room. Chioma is considered to be one of the neatest ladies in the compound, if not even the neatest, unlike Sade, who is the dirtiest. A sweet aroma filled his nostril, as he struggles to find a seat. Apart from being neat, Chioma’s cooking skills can make a man go crazy for her.)

Chioma: So what do I owe you, Mr. Slyves…..

Big Prof: Just call me Big Prof or Sylvester, drop the formality

Chioma: (Smiles) Ok, if you say so, but I have to give you that respect as my lecturer

Big Prof: Don’t act like we were not friends before I started lecturing in your school. For goodness sake

Chioma, what came over you, what destroy that friendship we had? You suddenly started snubbing me, mocking me anytime you get the chance, and whereas you are no more the chatty and respectful type that I know you to be. What’s wrong, what is my offence?

Chioma: (Sighs heavily) you did nothing wrong, but you can’t just expect me to be chatting with you the way I used to. You are now my lecturer, there should be some space.

Big Prof: Some space? Because I’m your lecturer; babe that’s not a genuine reason. I, becoming your lecturer don’t mean that we shouldn’t be friends. More is added to it, there is something you are not telling

Chioa: Sylvester i….

Big Prof: Chioma I love you and you know that, why are you pretending

Chioma: I’m not pretending (She snapped) I’m just,,,,

Big Prof: You are just what?

Chioma: Syl…come on, you can’t just throw myself at you without knowing your true intention

Big Prof: You knew my intention Chi.. I have shown it in every way. You just choose to ignore me

Chioma: (Angry) Sylvester, I don’t know why you are saying this, but please I will like to be alone

Big Prof: Are you kicking my out

Chioma: (sighs frustratingly) that’s not what I mean, but please…

Big Prof: No no no…it’s fine…I’m leaving, but just have it at the back of your mind that I will always love you. And if you need someone to talk to, you know my room

(He said and went out of the room. Chioma dropped on her bed as he left. He was right; she actually changed, not because of the lecturer and student stuff, but because of desperation. She needed money and Sylvester couldn’t afford that amount at that time. She had no choice but to sell herself to that old man, just for him to pay her school fees. She defiled her good self, and abstained from Syl, knowing full well that he loves her. She feels like a slut that doesn’t deserve a guy like him, she feels like Syl will hate her if he finds her about her slutty doings this day. Tears rolled down her eyes as she remembered his words confessing his love for her. There came another knock on the door, drifting her from her thought.  She hesitated before going to open it.)

Chioma: Mtchewwww (She hissed and tried closing it back, but Oga landlord managed to force himself in) Oga landlord, what is it now, why are you in my room

Oga Landlord: Ahnaah, I should be asking you what Big Prof…that stupid boy…was doing in your room

Chioma: Well as you can see, big Prof is not here. What do you want (She huffs)

Oga Landlord: Heiiheei, don’t shout at me joor, ahnahn kilode (What is it) (Chioma hissed again)

Ok fine.. I saw that Big Prof, coming out of this room…hope it is not what I am thinking

Chioma: And what are you thinking

Oga Landlord: What do you think I will be thinking, or do you think that I am a small pikin. I know what children of nowadays used to do now…hope he did not shine your congo sha

Chioma: Which congo ehn, which congo…you sef…shey you no dey shine other girls congo….ohh, or you think I do not know that you are also f****ng Baby Sussi

Oga Landlord: (trying to cover her mouth, preventing her from talking loudly) Talk small small naa, do you want to bring down this building with your voice? Errmmm, about Baby Sussi, that was before….since the day I found you..ahan ahan…I did not touch anybody…not even my wife..you are the only one, my baby chichi (he smiles trying to hold her to himself, but she pushed him)

Chioma: Woo… Oga Landlord, stop it, stop

Oga Landlord: Ahn aha, wait o…chi baby..don’t tell me that you are rejecting me now

Chioma: Exactly Oga landlord, I am tried

Oga Landlord: tired of what

Chioma: Tired of all the rubbish that we have been doing…I don’t want to continue. You have a wife and even a daughter of my age, I can’t do this any longer. We are both committing fornication, and God is against it…whereas I just found someone I love so much, and I am not ready to cheat on him (She spat)

Oga Landlord: Shut up joor, look at her mouth…yann yann yaaan (Mockingly mimicking her) So you do not know that what we were doing is a sin when I was giving you that money, you did not know that it is a sin the day I bought you that phone, furnished your room and even tell you to stop paying house rent.

Now that Big Prof has come into your life, you now know that I am an old man abi…you now know that I have a wife and a daughter of your age, hmm…haahaaahaa (laughs) ok now…we shall see. And as for that Big Prof that want to eat from where his fathers are eating, he will also see me

(He snaps his finger and left. Chioma busted into tears as he left…she is indeed a slut, she thought, and cursed herself for deciding to follow that wrong path just because of money. Will she ever get to come out of it…will Sylvester take her back and like her the way he used to before….All these thought filled her mind, as she prays she finds a solution).

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TBC…

Hi lovelies, i’m sorry, but i won;t be able to post “In Love With Two Brothers” today. I am very sick, and stressing my brain will only give me more headache.

Thanks

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Love Y’all

Vickie Dora