Some weeks later Papa Tabara came back to the Estate with some of his relatives and took Tabara away in the absence of Mama Tabara’s husband, the woman couldn’t do much to prevent the situation, he claimed that they should return the money he spent on marrying her.
After some days Tabara came back to the house with her real daddy. Titus and Dumebi didn’t cool their fight at all it got worse everyday, Ben the prodigal boyfriend returned from wherever he had disappeared to and Grace seemed pleased to receive him back, and they began fu-cking in ernest.
I was single and kicking, just that I have to end up peeling off my skins due to self-servicing. Hannah introduced me to a cute guy like, he started preaching love like pentecostal pastor, I was surprised on how much he deeply acted the love script. I wonder if we have met before that I couldn’t remember, I gave him the capital ‘NO’ answer straight up. Anything and anybody that has any connection with Hannah and Choima have HIV blueprint to me, it still baffled me on how love seed grew within a few seconds into a big Village compound tree na wa oh! ‘for all these mama thank you boys’.
I was wondering why I still don’t have a boyfriend amongst the cute guys living in the Estate. I was thinking my beauty was intimidating or they were just scared of my father, either ways I am supposed to have one abeg, make I advertise say I want boyfriend at thirteen years, all these mumu boys ehnn..
One Sunny afternoon I returned home from school to meet Grace and Ben arguing inside her room.
Grace: this your thing don dey small nowadays oh! why na?
Ben: na who dey scatter your toto, the thing no tight again?
Grace: how em go tight when your cucumber don turn carrot overnight, abeg repair that thing oh.
Ben: I no know wetin you want make I do oh, talk truth Grace. Who dey yansh you for this Estate?
Grace: you nofit even last two rounds again, you don spoil my mood. Come dey go…
Schoolboy must have licked all the honey in Grace’s pot with that his amnesty kulikuli. I was still in hunt for boyfriend but they were no where to be found,
Christmas that year got me single and ho-rny as we landed in the Village. I was amazed to meet Okonye as a dad of a baby, I wonder which kind bad belle dey follow me since I enter that Girls Secondary school, hope isn’t the demonic spirit of lesbianism chasing me upadan. I vehemently rebuked that spirit, ah ah! How I go leave sweet something like kulikuli over mere fingers and rubbing body.
Seriously Okonye’s wife is very handsome like him no offense to the woman, their baby was one hell of cute big head black baby. I felt like breaking his balls, I was freaking jealous. I was thinking he will be up and running in and out of my ho-rny puna. Matcheeww.. Useless man.
My dad drove us around the village and i saw some young girls backing babies. He now met a woman like that, I was told is one of my relative. I accepted sha..
My dad: mama Adanne, ah ah! na only you dey go farm today, what of Adanne?
Mama Adanne: Adanne don go carry belle for one useless village boy, she don even born pikin sef.
My dad: as she small like that?
Mama Adanne: all these children of nowadays na old person something dey sweet them.
My dad: my daughter no go ever try that kind thing.
After the woman left and we moved the car my dad asked if I were still a virgin, which I answered ‘yes’. This man no know what’sup at all.
I was in my room dancing to a song when a knock landed on my door, I opened it and saw Okonye. He entered the room and started begging me, that he is sorry blablabla… that he wouldn’t have gotten her pregnant if I came home last December and many more shit.
He started telling me how beautiful I am, he started touching all over my body. I mo-aned ‘ooh’ and I enjoyed his kulikuli once again.
Our Elder says a masquerade is regarded as spirit isn’t for nothing.