Thursday, March 6, 2014

ALL FUN AND GAMES – EPISODE 9


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EPISODE 9


                                    “This will calm your nerves.” Craig said as he handed Aisha a cup of coffee.
                        She stared at him as she collected the coffee. “I didn’t know coffee calmed nerves.” She replied.
                        He smiled and took his seat beside her. “I guess…”
                                    “You guess?”
He nodded with a smile. Aisha stared at him and smiled back. For the first time, she saw the charming smile with which Craig won his female conquests. The dimple that lurked around his cheek and, the slightly broken canine that his smile revealed and thick dark beards around his jaw made him absolutely gorgeous. She was taken by this. An awkward silence ensued as Craig’s eyes were all over her. Another thing he had going for him, his eyes were highly seductive. How could one man possess everything? Aisha blinked as his eyes probed her. She swallowed her coffee as she buried her head in the mug.
Craig knew she was beautiful. It was a fact that couldn’t be hidden. Aisha had beautiful white eyes and her tan brown skin colour was attractive. He loved the way her hair dropped slightly across her face and the smile he had seen on her face in the last minute provoked him. A smile could really be an ornament. He swallowed as he watched her drink the coffee. Beneath her large white eyes, he still knew he could see her sorrow. She might have fought well to hide it from the world, but when he hugged her, he knew she needed someone. Her heart had raced fast against his and even though he knew his heart did beat, he hoped she didn’t notice that. She was still drinking her coffee and she seemed not to notice him. He wondered why. ‘Wasn’t that smile good enough?’ he thought as he prepared himself to gain her attention. On a good day, he knew how to handle women, but Aisha had proved to be a challenge initially and he was willing to sustain the momentum, a wrong move now, and he would be the loser.
Aisha knew something had to be going on in his head. It was in her head too, but, she knew she was vulnerable. She was sad and finding it hard to push the sadness away, she knew she needed to work. Work always found a way of distracting her. She placed the mug by the side table and smiled at Craig. “Thank you.”
                        “Uh?” he gaped.
She smiled. “For the coffee.” She replied and walked inside.
Craig watched her leave as he hit his forehead in frustration. “Sh*t!”

++++****++++
Aisha drew the sheets over her as she lay in bed.  She would try to sleep. For a moment out there, she knew was weak. She smiled at her foolishness. “You stupid girl.” She said to herself. She reached for her phone on the table and dialled Moira’s number. She was going to tell Moira what had happened, or what she prevented from happening. She thought in a split second that Moira would mock her, so she hung up. “Stupid Moira.” She said with a smile. “I won’t give you the satisfaction of saying “I told you so””, she said to herself as she returned her phone.
Aisha sprang as she heard a light knock on the door. Her heart raced fast again. She knew she had to tell Craig off. He was slowing breaking her defences with his presence. “What is it?” she called in a sleepy voice.
                        “Oh…I…I thought you needed something?” Craig replied from the other side of the door.
She grinned. “No, I don’t.”
                        “Oh…Okay. I’ll be here if you need anything.” He replied.
The voice went dead. She smiled as she slipped back beneath the sheet.
                        “I…I don’t mean I’ll be standing out here, you know?” he called back.
Aisha slammed her hand against the bed. “Goodnight, Craig.”
                        “Yeah…Night.” He replied.
She turned off her light. His footsteps drew away from the door as soon as she did that.

++++****++++
                        “So, Craig was warming up to you last night? Oh my God! Tell me you let him.” Moira said with a smile. “Give me the full gist, don’t hold back any detail.”
Aisha stared at Moira with a grimace. “What is your problem? Are you always this hmm…you know what I mean?”
                        “Say it. Bad child!” Moira replied with a smile.
Aisha smiled back as she focused on her laptop. “I was going to call you last night to tell you, but I changed my mind. I don’t even know why I spilled today.”
                        “That’s because you can’t keep a secret for too long, your eyes betray you a lot.” Moira replied as she took her seat on the table right in front of Aisha.
Aisha stared at her. “Moira, what are you doing? Do you know what will happen if anyone walks in and sees you sitting right before me like this?”
Moira shrugged. “What do I care?”
                        “I care about my reputation. I am not about to be slandered in the press, so get off my table.”
Moira smiled. “You are too cautious, Aisha. Live a little.”
                        “Yes, but not like this.” Aisha replied with a smile.
                        “Do you like him?” Moira asked, as she stared at Aisha.
Aisha scoffed. “Of course, not.”
                        “I think you have to be careful, Aisha.” Moira started as she returned to the chair.
Aisha stared at Moira who looked really serious. “What is it?”
                        “I am not too comfortable with Craig warming up to you.” She replied.
Aisha shrugged with a smile. “Why not? I am hot.”
Moira smiled. “For once, I like your sense of humour, but I am serious. I…I just think he might have bigger plans. This is a game, remember?”
                        “Moira…I think you should chill. What happened last night can’t repeat itself again, it only happened because I remembered my Mom and cried. I…I was weak, that’s all. I am back to normal.”
Moira shook her finger in disagreement. “What if you become vulnerable again, Aisha?”
                                    “Moira, it is not every day that I get to feel bad about something. Just chill.”
Moira stared at Aisha with a great deal of concern. Aisha was right about not feeling bad every day. Moira wondered how she did it, she could just turn off her emotions and act all macho and other times, she could be totally miserable. Those were the days that bothered Moira.
Aisha looked up from her system and stared at Moira who looked lost. Aisha knew she bothered Moira a lot. “Let’s get food.”
                        “Uh?” Moira said as she jolted back to reality.
Aisha smiled. “Yeah, food.”
                        “Food?”
Aisha rolled her eyes. “Basic necessity for the body. Food. Let’s go eat.”
Moira nodded. “Of course.”

++++****++++
                        “Have you heard from Daniel?” Craig asked.
 “Why are you bothered about him? I haven’t seen him since that burst.” Bolu replied without raising his head from the magazine he was reading.
                        “I believe he told Vicky. Do you think I should talk to Vicky?” Craig asked.
Bolu shrugged. “I don’t think you should hurt her more. Going to meet her will arouse false hopes, no time for that now. You need your pot of gold.”
Craig smiled. “Sure.”
                        “How is living with the Amazon going?” Bolu asked as he read from a magazine. “You do know that’s what they call her right?”
Craig raised an eyebrow.
                        “The business world, I mean. Read Celeb magazines, guy. Soon your face go dey there too as per Amazon’s boyfriend.” Bolu said as he passed a magazine to Craig.
Craig stared at the magazine. “What are they saying about her?”
                        “You can read, right?” Bolu asked with a smile. “There are figures of the profits she raked in last month in it, it will amaze you. She is a rich girl. In fact, she is flourishing.”
Craig stared at Aisha’s picture on the front cover. “She is beautiful.”
                        “Excuse me?” Craig didn’t hear Bolu as he stared at Aisha’s picture. Bolu noticed this and tapped Craig. “GUY!”
Craig rubbed his forehead as he dropped the magazine on the table. “What is it?” he asked defensively.
                        “Do you like this babe?” Bolu asked. Craig looked away. Bolu smiled. “Of course, why you no go like her? Money dey, the babe sef fresh, it’s only normal. When are you going to get in there? Leave for the boys o!” he said grinning.
Craig grabbed Bolu’s shirt aggressively. “Don’t!” he said through clenched teeth.
Bolu stared at him. “Easy, bro.”
Craig took a deep breath and released Bolu. “Never talk about her like that again.” Craig said as he adjusted his jacket. “I am off to work.”
                        “Guy, am sorry na. I didn’t know you like her.”
                        “I don’t like her. I just think she deserves some respect.” He replied.
Bolu nodded in agreement. “Okay. I am sorry, can we at least finish the drinks?”
Craig shrugged. “You can have it. I am out of here.”
            “I hope you are saving money for after your divorce.” Bolu said with a smile.
Craig smiled. “I got my bases covered. See you.” He replied and walked away.
Bolu smiled as he continued drinking.

++++****++++
                        “Are you really leaving town?” Daniel asked as Vicky packed her bags.
Vicky stared at the bags. “Does it look like I am coming into town? Of course, I am leaving.”
                        “Are…Are you not putting up a fight?” Daniel asked.
She stared at him. “How much more do you want to see me humiliated?”
                        “Look, Vicky, I can’t let you go.” Daniel said.
                        “You’ll have to do more than turning my taxi away to stop me from leaving town. I have nothing left here.”
Daniel swallowed. “What about me? I love you, Vicky.”
                        “And I don’t.”
He nodded. “I understand. This is it, you love Craig, he doesn’t love you. I love you, you don’t love me. We are both scorned, we can make it work.”
                        “You sure have a perfect way of rubbing it in, don’t you?” she asked as she wiped a tear drop from her face.
 “I am sorry, it’s…it’s just that you don’t deserve this, I don’t deserve it too. We can be happy. I’ll make you happy. I promise.” He begged.
Vicky took a deep breath. “Daniel, we won’t be happy. You know why? I don’t want to be happy with you. That’s a fact. You are not the kind of man that I want to be with. You are pitiful, ridiculous and not a very good friend. Everything you think you have done out of love for me has given me a clearer picture of who you are.”
Daniel swallowed. “This sucks.”
                        “It sucks, right? That’s what I think of you. You are a loser, a fake friend and you don’t deserve my love. If Craig won’t love because he loves his girlfriend, then fine. He probably would never love me.”
Daniel fumed. “Craig is a dirty bastard.”
                        “You are worse.” She replied. “Leave my house, Daniel.”
Daniel clenched his fist. “You don’t even know everything about Craig.”
                        “I know enough, I don’t want to know more.” She replied.
He blinked. “Really? Are you sure you don’t want me to tell you everything about that despicable fellow?”
The door opened and a young girl walked in. “Aunty Vicky, the cab is here.”
Vicky stared at Daniel. “Let me have a little good memory of you. Shut your mouth.” She replied and walked in to carry her bags with the young girl.
Daniel clenched his teeth angrily. Vicky brushed him as she walked past with her bag. He watched her go in and out of the house two more times with the young girl until the cab driver shut his trunk and Vicky slid into the back seat. He stood motionless, burning in anger and pain at everything that she had said to him. He stared at her from the front porch as she placed her against the window.
            The cab took off and images of Vicky and the cab started to fade. He panicked and started to run. He chased and chased till he was tired and took solace on the floor.
           
            ++++****++++
                                    “I am getting lonely in the house.” Moira said as they drove back to the office.
                        Aisha smiled. “I thought as much. I can come over tonight.”
                                    “Really? That’s so great. Thank you.”
                        Aisha smiled. “Why are you thanking me? I said I can, I didn’t say I will.”
                        Moira rolled her eyes. “You are a monster.”
                        Aisha nodded as she pulled up in front of the office. She glanced at Moira as they saw Hakeem lurking around his car. “What does he want?”
                                    “Oh well, you would have to ask him.” Moira said as she stepped out of the car.
                        Aisha watched from behind the wheels as Moira pecked Hakeem and left for the office. “Well played, Moira.” Aisha said as slammed the steering.
                        She took a deep breath as she approached Hakeem. “Hakeem, how are you?”
                                    “Aisha.”
                        She nodded. “Yes, that’s my name. How are you?”
                                    “I am doing fine. Do you have a minute?” he asked.
                        She shook her head in disagreement. “No. I…I am really busy these days, so much work to do.”
                                    “Aisha, please give me audience.” Hakeem begged.
                        She rubbed her forehead. “What do you want, Hakeem?”
                                    “I…I know how important yesterday was for you and your family.”
                        She smiled. “I have moved on. Is that all? Thank you. See you around.”
                        “That’s not all.”
She paused. “What is it?”
                        “Tell me about Craig.”
Aisha’s heart skipped a beat. “What do you mean?”
                        “I mean…who is he? What does he mean to you? Where did you guys meet?”
She folded her arms. “Are you investigating my boyfriend, Hakeem?”
                        “Alhaji told me not to.  I won’t defy your father, but, I am a man who is in love with you. It hurts that you don’t love me, I just want to know if you are happy with him.”
She smiled widely. “YES. We are happy. Get over it.”
                        “I can’t.”
She shrugged. “Then I am sorry, it’s your loss.”
                        “Aisha, I don’t trust that guy.” Hakeem said. “I…I don’t think he is a good man.”
Aisha nodded. “That’s why you are not me, we don’t think alike.”
                        “Aisha, I want to leave the country.”
She nodded with a smile. “That’s good.”
            “I know you can’t wait to get rid of me, but, before leaving I thought I should see you.”
Aisha smiled. “You have done well. Thanks for dropping by. Have a safe trip. Bye.” She said and hurried into the office leaving Hakeem standing outside.
Alhaji Ibrahim’s car pulled up before Hakeem. He stared at the car surprisingly. “Sir?”
Alhaji walked up to him. “I couldn’t travel, flight hitches, so I returned. Why are you out here?”
                        “I came to see Aisha, we have discussed. I was on my way.” Hakeem replied.
Alhaji took a deep breath. “Look son, I know how you feel about Aisha and I would lie if I say I don’t feel bad for you, but, I am more concerned about my daughter’s happiness. Do you understand?”
Hakeem nodded. “Of course. You are her father, you are looking out for her.”
                        “I think we should go and have drinks.” Alhaji suggested.
Hakeem shrugged. “Don’t you want to see your daughter?”
            “I didn’t come back here to see her, I don’t want to bother her with my presence. I have a meeting with one of those men from Dubai. You know how they like to do business urgently, he just put a call through to me and said he’ll meet up, but I guess I’ll just divert him to meet me at the bar, he says he wants to sell merchandise.”
Hakeem nodded. “Let’s go then.”

++++****++++
Craig wasn’t sure if he was doing the right thing, but he was determined to do something. He punched the elevator button as he stared at his wristwatch. It was almost 7pm. He stepped out on the last floor. Aisha’s secretary smiled as she saw him and he smiled back. He was holding a branch of rose flower in his hand so he could guess why she was grinning almost mischievously. He knocked lightly and pushed the door to Aisha’s office open. Aisha and Moira stared at him. Moira grinned. “Hello, Craig.”
                        “Evening, ladies.” He said as he walked in.
                        “Getting too comfortable?” Aisha asked as Craig stretched out the rose flower.
He smiled. “It’s just a flower. Take it.”
                        “Why are you here?” she asked.
Moira stared at the flower. “Take the flower first.”
                        “No. There is something attached to him bearing a rose branch.” She replied. “Why are you here, Craig?”
                        “I came to take you out for dinner.”
Moira smiled. “Hmmm…”
                        “Declined.” Aisha replied.
Craig smiled. “You can’t say no. It’s not an option.”
                        “And why not?” she asked.
                        “Dinner is at your house. I just cooked. I don’t want it to be cold.”
Moira smiled. “Nice.”
                        “Can Moira join?” Aisha asked with a smile.
Craig stared at them. “Of course, why not?”
                        “Except that I am very busy tonight, Aisha. I am sorry, some other time.”
Aisha’s eyes popped as she stared at Moira. “She-devil.”
Moira nodded. “I know. You guys have a nice time. I would join you next time.” She said standing up.
She smiled at Craig and whispered into his ears. “Next time, try another lie.”
Craig smiled as she walked out. “So, shall we?”
                        “Where are you taking me?” she asked.
                        “Can you keep a secret?” he asked.
She nodded. “Largely depends.”
                        “I’m not telling you.” He replied.
                        “Is that your secret?” she asked.
He nodded in agreement. “Let’s go.”

++++****++++
                        “Your Dubai business dealer isn’t here yet, it’s been thirty minutes.” Hakeem said.
Alhaji Ibrahim drew up his sleeves to check the time. “He would soon be here, you know how those people are. Let’s talk about you. Your Dad told me that you would be leaving town, I think it will help you get a lot of things off your chest.”
Hakeem nodded. “I hope it does. I can’t seem to get over the fact that Aisha is with someone else. It is very hard for me.”
Alhaji nodded. “I know it is not very pleasant. Life doesn’t always give us what we want. We learn to deal with what comes our way.”
            “Why do you trust that guy so much, Alhaji? I…I just don’t feel him.” Hakeem replied as he sipped his drink.
Alhaji shrugged. “I understand how you feel, you are in a competition with the man. I don’t expect you to trust him.”
                        “It’s…It’s just that he suddenly appeared out of nowhere without any warnings or signs. I mean, we didn’t know he existed, all of a sudden, he started existing.”
                        “He has been existing for a while now, Hakeem. He wasn’t born last week. Son, I did my check on him, he is not an alien. He is a hardworking young man and he loves Aisha. That’s all that counts. If you love her as much as you claim, let her be happy. I think she loves this guy.”
Hakeem shook his head sadly. “I just want to be selfish right now, but she is not even looking in my direction.”
                        “Learn to get over it, Hakeem. Learn.”
Hakeem nodded. “I am trying. It is not the easiest thing to do, Alhaji.” He replied. “I have to leave now, there are still some things I haven’t sorted out regarding my trip.”
“Take advantage of the trip to find you some happiness.” Alhaji advised. “You can be rest assured that regardless of what happens, you still have me as a friend.”
                        Hakeem nodded.

            ++++****++++
                                    “So, what’s the plan? Are we just going to stroll in the sand?” Aisha asked as she stared at her feet.
                        Craig nodded. “I am holding your shoes, you shouldn’t mind.” He replied. “I set up a little dinner for us here.”
                                    “Oh! You should have told me earlier, I would have alerted the press, at least, something romantic to top their list.” She said painfully.
                        Craig swallowed. “Why don’t you appreciate the privacy of this dinner?” he asked as they walked towards the table.
                                    “Because it is awkward. There is actually nothing between you and I and you shouldn’t set up things like this if we are not trying to get the press’ attention.” She said as she took her seat.
                        Craig nodded. “What if there could be something between us?”
                                    “There can never be, and you know it.” She replied smiling.
                        A waiter approached them and attended to them.
                        Craig poured her glass. “Bon appetite.”
                        She smiled as she sipped the wine. “Thank you.”
                                    “So, when do I have to propose to you?” Craig asked.
                        She stopped as she stared at him. “Are we not rushing things? That would be unbelievable to my Dad.”
                                    “I don’t think so, we have managed to convince him, I think I should propose to you soon, so, we can get married and get divorced too.”
                        She dropped her glass as she stared at him.

            ++++****++++
                        A man approached Alhaji Ibrahim in a black suit. “Alhaji Ibrahim?”
                        Alhaji nodded. “Yes? Who are you?”
                                    “You are expecting me.” He replied.
                        Alhaji stared at him. “You are not Arabian.”
                        He nodded. “I know but I needed to see you, so I had to make up something.”
                                    “I am calling security.” Alhaji said as he picked his phone.
                                    “Don’t do it…at least, not yet.”
                        Alhaji dropped his phone. “What do you want?”
                                    “My name is Daniel. I have information about your daughter’s boyfriend. Craig.”









Saturday, March 1, 2014

"Dear Future Husband" is OUT!!!

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        is out as promised on okadabooks and dropbox RIGHT NOW!!!. Click to download from dropbox (for all devices) or okadabooks (for android users).
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Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Press Release for Dear Future Husband (The eBook)


       Young and Talented Fiction Writer Tomi Adesina to Release "Dear Future Husband" Ebook in March

Creative writer, Tomi Adesina has announced that she will release the ebook for her popular fiction series "Dear Future Husband" (#DFH) on the 1st of March.

"Dear Future Husband" will be available for FREE download on OKADABOOKS and dropbox downloads
says Tomi.

The 29-episode series was published on her blog Tommyslav's Island., 360nobs.com, oyamag.com, Let's Talk About Relationship with Kemmystry and other popular sites.

#DearFutureHusband tells a story of Kimberly Bankole and her friends, Ini and Tola, as they find their way around life, career and love. We see the story through Kim's eye.

Tomi, a Microbiology graduate of Bowen University is an award winning fiction writer. Her blog was crowned Best Writing Blog (Judges' Choice) in 2013 by the Nigerian Blog Award. Tomi is also a Screenwriter and she wrote the Debut season of the hit TV drama series, Deadline which premiered on Ebony Life TV. She also Co-wrote for Broadway, a Ghanian TV series. She is currently working on other TV Productions.

ALL FUN AND GAMES – EPISODE 8


 
Hello Everybody,

Here’s to remind you that the e-book for #DearFutureHusband would be out soon by God's grace, in a few days precisely. Now you can have Kim and Tola and Ini as well as all others in the comfort of your pockets. Anywhere, everywhere, all the time.
 

 

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 EPISODE 8

            Aisha leaned against the door as she folded her arms, creating an imposing figure against the door with her yet petite frame. “Craig!” she called in her best feminine asset. “Craig!”

            Vicky stared at her carefully. “I can’t believe this.”

                        “I know you can’t. Do you want an autograph? Last chance.” Aisha said with a cynical smile.

            Vicky swallowed as she watched Craig approach from inside. He was topless and this sent ideas into her head.

            Craig took a deep breath as he saw Vicky. “Hey.” He said.
           Aisha turned as she stared at him and returned into the house. Craig pulled Vicky outside and shut the door as soon as he watched Aisha leave for the bedroom. “What is this, Vicky? What are you doing here?”

            “Craig…I…I love you.”
Craig swallowed. “And I don’t!”

          Vicky took a deep breath. “Craig, I know…I know it’s not every day that a lady summons courage to tell a man that she is in love with him and I swear it is not easy for me to bottle my feelings like they don’t exist when they do, but…but I just want you to know that I love you for who you are and would never stop loving you.”

Craig rubbed his forehead. “I…I don’t know what to say. I…I am with someone else.”

            “Her?”

Craig nodded. “Yes. Her. Aisha. Her name is Aisha.”

            “Do you love her?” Vicky asked. “I mean, where did she spring out from? We only knew Aisha from the TV and spotlight, but, you and Aisha? I mean, was it coded and stuff? When did you guys fall in love?

Craig blinked. “Look, my relationship with Aisha is very important to me and to her too. I can’t discuss our affair with you, but all I can tell you is that we have something.”

            “Tell me, Craig. Please.” Vicky said desperately. “Look, Craig, I have loved you ever since we have been friends and yes, I find it hard not to fight for it.”

Craig took a deep breath. “Vicky, I thought we had discussed this before.”

            “I own my feelings, Craig.”

He nodded. “Fine. I can’t deprive you of the right to be in love, but, this love won’t be reciprocated.”

            “Craig, I just want you to be aware of what I feel for you and I want you to know that I am not going to stop loving you.”

            “Vicky, you are a good woman. I am sure that there are men lined up to love you if you let them. You don’t have to tie yourself down to me. I am with someone else.”

Vicky shook her head sadly. “Why did you choose her?”

            “I have no control over my heart, do I?” he asked.

She stared at him. “Do you love her?”

He swallowed. “Vicky…”

            “Just answer the question, Craig. Be honest with me, for once, please. Do you love her?”
          Craig stared at Vicky’s eyes. They were full of hurt and desperation. He didn’t know what else to say to her that would send her away from him. For him, he couldn’t give her love, he knew that. He had never loved anyone like himself. Feelings and emotions were for the weak. He could deal with casual sex but not commitments. Vicky seemed like commitment, Aisha was business. He didn’t need Vicky. Aisha was his pot of gold. He could mess around with that. And even if it meant him lying to a desperate woman, he would. Lying wouldn’t hurt him, after all, he already lied to a desperate father. Why couldn’t he lie to Vicky?
         
           He took a deep breath. “I am in love with Aisha. I have always been and we have had our relationship under wraps for a long time now, just to keep it out of the press’ prowling eyes. I am sorry if I have never told you about it. I really apologise for hurting you, Vicky. I love my girlfriend. I’d do anything for her. She loves me too. I can’t hurt her.”

           Vicky wiped a tear drop as it rolled down from her eyes. “Craig, I love you. I am sorry you love someone else.”

            “Vicky…”
           She tiptoed and pecked his cheek. “Bye. I would never show up in your life again.” She said as she walked away.
           
            Craig took a deep breath as he watched her walk away. He buried his head in his hand and returned into the house. Now he had to face the bigger venom.

            Aisha lay on the chaise lounge in the living room as she watched from the TV. Craig rubbed his palm against his trouser as he stared at her. “I can explain.”

           Aisha stared at him with a smile. “What? The TV program is nice, you should watch it. Should I get you some ice-cream?”

            “I…I am talking about what just happened.” He replied as he approached her.
          She shrugged. “I thought the scene was funny too, but you know how these actors can be, they can be very annoying.” She replied, feigning ignorance as she focused on the TV. “Are you sure you don’t want any Ice-cream?”

            “Aisha, I…I don’t love Vicky.” Craig said.

Aisha stared at him. “Who is Vicky?”

            “Come on, Aisha. You know who Vicky is. She just left.” He replied as he squatted beside her. “Look, Vicky is…is just a lady who is in love with me, but I assure you I am not in love with her.”
             Aisha stared at him. “Craig, I don’t know what you are blabbing about. Here I am, trying to enjoy some TV and take a break from work and you are talking to me about love and Vicky. I don’t understand. I really want to enjoy this program. Would you let me?” she asked with a smile.

            “Damn!” Craig shouted and rose to his feet. “I am off to bed.”

She smiled. “Have a nice night.” She said and focused on the TV.

Craig kicked the chair angrily and left for the bedroom.

 

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            “So you are telling me that Craig’s girlfriend showed up at your house last night?”
             Aisha nodded as she punched the elevator button to the top floor. “Exactly, Moira. That doesn’t worry me as much as I think my plans might be foiled if I keep getting ugly surprises like that. Who is next to visit? Hakeem?”

Moira smiled. “That won’t be cool, my friend.”

            “You know I actually think Craig’s bases are not as covered as they should be. Come to think of it, I picked this guy from the slum; people are going to wonder how his profile jumped this high in no time. I should have thought of this more before choosing that scumbag.”
             Moira shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. We would just have to come up with something. Like how he enjoyed frolicking with the needy and all. I’ll find something, don’t worry. I think what we need to do is to speed up the wedding plans, so you can get the inheritance, divorce him and get your life back on track. Maybe by then, you’d be in love with Hakeem.” Moira replied, snickering.

            “Very funny, Moira. Very funny.” Aisha replied as they stepped out to the main floor.

 “How has living with Craig been?”

            Aisha stared at her as she pushed her office door open. “How is it supposed to be? We stay out of each other’s way as much as possible.”

                        “Nothing unites you both?” Moira asked, taking her seat with a smile.

            Aisha raised an eyebrow. “Out with it, you idiot. What are you insinuating?”

            Moira shrugged. “Nothing that hasn’t been heard before. I am just saying that, how is that you both haven’t found a common ground to co-exist in that house?” She asked, grinning.

                        “Look, if what you are trying to say is what I think, NO. I have respect for myself, unlike you.”

            Moira hissed. “I respect myself too. But I am just saying. You guys can be friends with benefits.”

“Moira, are you alright? What has come over you?” Aisha asked as she turned on her laptop. “Fact check, I am Aisha Bello. I don’t have time for frivolities, so the next time you forget who you are and start imagining foolish things, always remember who I am and keep me out of your silly thoughts.” She replied.                   

Moira grinned.

            “What? Wipe that smirk off your face.” Aisha ordered.
            Moira smiled. “I won’t. And you know why? It means in that holy heart of yours, you have actually given dirty thoughts a chance. Why would you even think that I was thinking that?”

            “It’s logic. Common sense, Moira. That’s something I have too.”

Moira nodded. “Okay.”

            “Good. Now, we must get back to work. Alhaji won’t be here today and I don’t know why, but he said for a few days, he’ll also be away. But while he is away, we have some deals to shut down and I am talking big money here.” Aisha started.

Moira smiled. “You love making money, don’t you?”

Aisha nodded in agreement. “Yes, I do. It’s all I live for.”

            “Do you know why your father won’t be here today?”

Aisha shrugged. “I don’t know and I don’t think I really want to know.”

            “That’s because you have decided to ignore this day. It’s been many years, Aisha.”

Aisha stared at her. “I don’t remember what today is and I don’t need you to remind me.”
            Moira took a deep breath. “I’ll be going over there by lunch. If you change your mind, we can go together. It won’t hurt so much.”

            “Please leave, Moira. I have to work.”

Moira nodded and walked out.

Tears rolled down Aisha’s eyes as she remembered her mother.

 

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            “How did Vicky get your address?” Daniel asked.

Craig stared at him. “Don’t give me that, I can swear on anything that you gave it to her.”

            “No, bro. I don’t break bro codes.”

            “What code? How did she know my house?”

            “Aisha’s house, you mean?” Bolu asked, smiling.

Craig shot at him. “Whatever, Man.”

            “But seriously, I’d give anything to see Aisha’s expression when she met Vicky.” Bolu said smiling.

Craig stared at him. “Did you give Vicky my address, Bolu?”

Bolu laughed. “You know I can’t do that, brother.”

            “What I know is that Vicky didn’t just show up at my house. One of you gave her the address and I don’t think it’s you, Bolu. I know it is you, Daniel.”
              Daniel smiled. “What do I have to gain by pushing her closer to you? I love her too, remember?”

            “Exactly. Because you love like a dumb man, you think that by sending her my way, she would realise and then start to fall for you. I have news for you, she doesn’t love you, she loves me.”

Daniel swallowed. “Shame. You don’t deserve her love.”

            “Neither do you. You are a selfish bastard, Daniel.”

Bolu stepped in. “Easy, boys! Craig, you can’t start accusing Daniel without proof.”

            “Oh, let him continue. You’ll come back to apologise, Craig. I know it.” Daniel replied.

            “Are you saying he didn’t give her my address? Who did?” Craig shouted.
            Bolu took a deep breath. “We both know that Vicky is madly in love with you, a woman in love can do anything for her man. Maybe she tailed you or something, but Daniel has returned to us, he won’t betray you, bro. We are like family, right?”

            “I won’t betray you, bro.” Daniel said with a smile. “I am better than that.”

Craig swallowed. “I don’t believe him.”

            “I know you don’t trust me too much, Craig. But even though I love her and she doesn’t love me, I won’t use that as an avenue to destroy you.” Daniel replied.
            Bolu took a deep breath. “Believe him, Craig. We have been brothers for a very long time, don’t let a woman tear us apart.”

            “This is a woman’s love we are talking about. I might not love her, but I appreciate the fact that someone loves me. I can’t love her back, but I respect her and I won’t go about taunting her for it. I advise you respect her, Daniel. Be careful with what you tell her. You don’t have to hurt her.” Craig said and grabbed his car key.

            “Where are you going? You just got here.” Bolu said.

Craig shrugged. “I am going back to work. I have to be there, at least.” He replied and walked away.

Bolu stared at Daniel. “Why did you tell Vicky?”

            “Why did you defend me if you thought I told her?” Daniel asked.

Bolu took a deep breath. “I…I thought that our friendship meant something to you, bro.”

            “It does, Bolu. I didn’t tell her anything. Maybe she tailed him just like you said.”

Bolu smiled. “Do you even believe that?”

            “I am innocent. Whatever is happening to Craig is thanks to his greed. He can’t eat his cake and have it. Aisha is going to give him something he has never had. The Spotlight.”

            “And she is taking away from him the opportunity to learn to love Vicky back.”

Daniel swallowed. “Learn to Love?”

            “I still believe Craig can like Vicky more. Craig is a good guy.”

Daniel clenched his teeth. “She is mine.”

            “No. She’s not yours. Get over yourself.” Bolu replied. “I am going back to work.” He added and walked away.

 

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            “Mrs. Bello, how are you?” Moira asked as she knelt before Aisha’s mother’s grave. “It’s been years. Aisha still won’t come to visit. I know I haven’t been a right friend by helping Aisha with getting her inheritance by finding a man for her, but Aisha is sad and drunk with power. This is the only thing that is really helping her to interact with someone else, I know I might be wrong with this decision, but, I actually believe that Aisha might find herself in the process. Ma’am, she still plays your favorite tune on the piano but she won’t be playing the piano for a while, she’s moved in with the new guy and she decided not to take it there. She still gives to the orphanages, she hasn’t lost her value. The only thing she hasn’t found is love, so she decided to play games. It might be fun for a while, but I think it might hurt too. I would be here for her no matter what happens. I miss you, you are also my mother. We would close up major deals in the coming days and Aisha would make more money. Aisha enjoys viewing the world from the window like we used to do as little girls when we did visit.” Moira paused to wipe a tear drop. “Aisha is in the office distracting her as usual from thoughts of today, but, I know she would eventually be able to come here one day.”

Moira took a deep breath as rose to her feet. “We miss you, ma.”

 

++++****++++

            “Ma’am, we have been here for five hours and have closed six deals already. Let’s give it a break.” An officer suggested.

Aisha stared at them. “Oh really? We have?”

He nodded. “Ms. Bello, this is nine pm already. I think we should go home.”

            “I don’t think so, I think I want to close all deals today. I think we should make all the money we can now. The day is still young, it’s just 9pm.”
              Moira stared at them and then back at Aisha. “Aisha, I think we can let them go. We can finish it up.”

            “Challenging my authority?” Aisha asked.

Moira stared at her. “Aisha, please.”

Aisha stared at the others. “Get out.”

The others gathered their documents and walked out.

            “It’s my money, you know.” Aisha said as she took a seat.

Moira nodded as she approached her. “Let’s go home. You are spent.”

            “I am not. I am not leaving here until I tie up all the deals.”

Moira took a deep breath. “Don’t do this today, Aisha.”

Aisha buried her head in her palms. “I just want to get this work done.”

            “You don’t have to get it done today. Tomorrow is another day.”

Aisha shook her head. “Tomorrow never comes. My mom didn’t live to see tomorrow.”

Moira swallowed. “I know. God knows best.”

            “Bye, Moira.” Aisha said as she picked up her phone.

            “Stay with me tonight. You are not doing fine.”

Aisha smiled. “I can handle it.” She replied and walked out.
             Moira watched her friend leave the office. Aisha couldn’t handle many things, she only tried to do it. It did work well for her most times, and when her world came crashing down, you almost could not recognise Aisha. Today seemed like one of those days, Moira hoped for her friend’s sake that it would not get worse at night.


++++****++++

            “Hey!” Craig said as soon as Aisha walked into the house.

Aisha stared at him. “Hi.” She replied.

            “So, I…I was thinking that we could talk about this business today.” Craig started.
            She stared at him. “What is there to talk about? Are you broke? I’ll reimburse your credit card tomorrow.” She said, stepping away from him.

            “Was it always this easy for you?” Craig asked.

She stopped and stared at him. “Excuse me?”

            “Do you actually buy everybody?”

She dropped her handbag on the chair and folded her arms. “I don’t understand.”

            “I’ll reimburse your credit card. That’s all. No discussions, no relations. You don’t even care if I hold a party in your house in your absence? You don’t care if I sleep with someone?”

Aisha shrugged. “Why should I care? I just need you to help me get something, that’s all.”

            “Where did the good girl go?”

Aisha looked around. “Are you talking to me?”

He nodded. “Yes. I mean, you…you are more than this, Aisha.”

            “Shut up!” she replied and picked up her bag.
              He swallowed. “I won’t. Why are you bent on making everyone see this monster? You…you don’t have to like me to live with me. But, as long as we are living together, we can tolerate each other.”

            “I am tolerating you, right now.” She replied.

He nodded. “Good. I want us to talk. I want us to talk about yesterday.”

            “Is this about yesterday? The entire dumb sermon was about yesterday?” she asked.

            “Look, Aisha, Vicky is a woman who loves me.”
              Aisha smiled. “Good for you. When our deal is over, you can go back to her. Today is not a good day to have an argument with you. Please, let me be.”

            “Is there ever a good day with you?” he asked. “Aisha, you can’t go on like this. When you hurt, spit it out. When you are happy, let everyone know. This is not life.”

Aisha stared at him with her mouth agape. “What do you care?”

            “I don’t have to care about you, but I do. You are human; we live in the same house. Just look at your face, it is obvious. You have been crying. What is it about? Tell me. Let me help.”
             She scoffed. “Now you want to help me? Look, your job here is simple, we step out together, and you smile at the camera. Shutter left…Shutter right…Click. The press has us in the magazine; we go home, case closed. There is nothing else, try not to get too close to me. You are pissing me off.”

            “You piss me off too. But, I won’t give up on you. You need saving. I’ll help you.”
             Aisha stared at him. “You know someone who needed saving?” she shouted. “My mother!” she screamed. “There was no one that day, I couldn’t save her, and Moira couldn’t. The driver couldn’t. They killed her as though she didn’t matter. That was someone who needed saving. You want to save someone, get me back my mother.” She shouted. “Don’t ever talk to me about saving me, I am fine.” She said as she wiped teardrops from her eyes.  

            “Aisha…” Craig said as he took a deep breath. “I am sorry.”
             She nodded. “It’s normal to be sorry. It is the typical pitiful state of the mind. My father was sorry. The cops were sorry. Moira was sorry. Even my dead Mom would have been sorry. I am sorry too. So, it is okay if you are sorry. Can I go in peace now?”

            “Aisha…” Craig said as he stood before her. “It’s okay to cry, you don’t have to fight it.”

She swallowed.

            “Look, I know it hurts, but, when you should cry, you should cry. Just cry, breathe, let it go. Please…” he said as he stared at her eyes. “You don’t have to go through it alone, just let it go, Aisha.”
             Tears began to stream down her face. The more she fought back, the more her weak eyes betrayed her. The tears flowed freely and she crashed into Craig’s arms in tears.