I looked out Fayo’s window to see who it was. It was Wayas. He was having an argument with a security official at the gate. I looked away and continued trying to park the car. (more…)
“You’re sure it’s ok? You want this one?” Badmus said.
I was still in shock that Badmus was buying me a car after just three weeks of dating. He didn’t just take me to any car shop, it was a Mercedes car shop. (more…)
“What about this one?” The man asked us.
“Do you like this one?” He gestured to it.
“It’s not bad.” I shrugged. Anything was fine with me. I was still in shock at the drastic turn around of events. (more…)
Badmus was nowhere to be found. I waited for almost an hour and still, nothing. Fayo dropped me off at the gym and went back home to get ready for work. She called at intervals to find out if he had arrived.
When I woke up, I replayed the events of the previous day in my head. The day that my life would change had finally come and I had developed cold feet. Before this Onome situation, I didn’t ever see myself dating a married man, not to talk of one with a side chick already.
I ran as fast as my legs could carry me to the car. Fayo was far ahead of me and got into the car before me. She started the car and zoomed off.
She pushed the attraction oil I had set on the bedside table down, breaking the bottle and spilling its content in the process. We stared at each other for a few seconds and I rushed towards her to salvage what was left of the bottle’s contents. In the little commotion, I risked upturning the table with the rest of the kayanmata.
“This my dear Teni, is what you call kayanmata” She said as she showed me the different things. There were some in small bottles that looked like juju. Other things in bigger containers and bottles. She even had a bundle of what looked like dried ugwu tied up together.
My phone rang out. I looked at the screen and saw it was my boyfriend calling and I knew he was calling to ask me about the money I promised him. The phone kept ringing and Badmus interrupted my thoughts,
“Good morning sir” she greeted.
I raised my head to see who Fayo was greeting. It was Badmus Kolawole. I had never seen Badmus outside the office before, so he looked quite different to me. He was clad in a jumper and a tee-shirt. He didn’t look like the normal boss I had seen from time to time. He looked good, very good. His biceps were quite obvious from his tee-shirt and they were very toned.