Inner 9ja gal. #projectnigeria

SHOCK WAVES

               
He pulled ifeanyi in for a hug, it was a passionate, fatherly kind of hug but I noticed how tense ifeanyi was; how rigid his body went when he saw Mr fashola. Hmm! Awkward!!!....

The air was so thick I could literally slice through it with a knife.

"So who is this" Mr fashola said after releasing Ifeanyi from the hug. Beads of sweat formed on ifeanyis forehead and suddenly he seemed less attractive.

"Errrmmm! this is emmm! Ofure, she just a friend".

Av never been introduced as just a friend before, I felt so bad, so worthless but I just locked up because what was I even expecting sef? Mr fashola looked at me for a moment before turning back to Ifeanyi and saying/

"so yeti told us about the engagement and we are very happy, but you know the yoruba way na, you should have come to the house first. Anyway you're lucky we have nothing against 'omo igbo' and we like you. so when are you coming for the traditional rites proper".

All the while he was talking, ifeanyi was sweating profusely, it was pouring down his face like water; while I just sat there dazed, starring at him. I knew we weren't a 'thing' yet but I could tell he liked me, I mean do guys just give free rides and do nice things for random people? He started stammering, trying to reply mr fashola.

I just came down from the car fess, put my hand in my bag, brought out my handkerchief, handed it to him, leaned in closer to his ear and whispered.

"Clean yourself up, you're melting and its embarrassing"

Then I turned round, walked to my lecture room.

The whole room was rowdy, I sighted my friend Egor and went to take the seat beside her.

Mr fashola came in moments later and gave his boring lecture; all the while I kept thinking and asking myself who was Mr fashola to Ifeanyi, anyway it doesn't matter because I probably won't even see The idiot again......

During Mr fasholas lecture, I noticed him stealing glances at me, giving me the ugly stare and viscous looks of disdain. Hian! Wetin concern me I just bend my head dey pretend like say I dey write.

His time was finally up and he quickly scribbled an assignment on the board - with his ugly handwriting and walked out - but not before giving me one more look of disdain. Na wah o see bad belle!

I told my Egor I was going to mama adekpe's place to eat because I rushed out that morning and couldn't have breakfast, she asked me to meet her in the library afterwards and I left.

Coming out of my lecture hall, guess who I see? Yeah! You guessed right IFE STUPID ANYI. standing in front of yesterday's car, I just turned and started walking towards Mama Adekpes buka and of course he followed me.

"Ofure wait I can explain". I stopped and looked at him for a split second then said.

"I just want to know one thing ifeanyi, are you or are you not getting married?".

He started stammering again "well ermmmmm yes bu...."

I didn't even allow him Finnish, I continued walking towards the buka. he was fast behind me stammering and blabbing, I passed Mama adekpe coming out with a big bowl of water and before I could realize what was happening she had poured all of the contents of the bowl on him.

"Ah! Oga sorry o, abeg no vex o, chai".

She obviously didn't see him coming. It wasn't until I heard him scream "MY EYES" I realized what mama adekpe had poured on him. A big bowl of 'PEPPER WATER'.        

I rushed to him, trying to help but to no avail, he was screaming, the pepper had entered his left eye and the right one was weeping for it, I felt so guilty.

"Um ok, ify!"

Ify ke? where did that one come from? I cleared my throat and spoke again

" ifeanyi pls try to walk with me, lets get you to your car, so I can take you home".

"Can you drive?"

"if I couldn't I wouldn't have offered now, let's go".

We walked to his car, I helped him get in to the passenger seat, then i got in to the drivers seat.

Before I could say anything, he took off his shirt and then his singlet. I literally choked on my words because his body was banging. See chest, See shoulders, see stomach!

He looked like he was sculpted by a most skilled and talented artist, his nipples were stone hard and I began to imagine how they would feel in between my fingers or in my mouth. slowly I bit my lip and shifted uncomfortably in my seat.

I noticed that on top of his left breast was a tattoo, I couldn't make out what it was because he was itching his body really hard, I sat there drooling like one mumu over his body.

"ofure pls na lets go, am on fire".

His voice brought me out of my thoughts, I quickly put up the tinted glass so nobody would see him, then I put on the Ac. 

"ifeanyi please stop itching, you would peel your skin. He kept itching.

"IFEANYI!" when he heard me shout, he stopped.

"okay, but you have to drive fast, my house is at eagles estate".

" I know the way there but I don't know the estate too well, keep your hand off your right eye, so you can direct me when we get there?".

"ok ok Ofure, u can drive and talk na!, just go!"  with a heavy sigh, I started the car and drove off.

The ride was boring as ifeanyi was silent, I could see tears coming out of his eyes, his hands rubbing his skin from time to time.

Mama adekpe and her pepper water.
She usually bought rotten pepper for her pepper stew because it was sold cheaper; in all honesty the rottenness made for the stews unique taste, and it was always on the menu because everyone rushed it. Infact that's what I was going to eat before this disaster occurred.

She would pour all of the rotten pepper into a big bowl and try to salvage the ones she could; put them into a big grinder. The rest she would pour outside. Ifeanyi actually wasn't her first victim, there were many others who had come before him, but that one na tori for anoda day.

We got to the estate and he directed me to his house, I horned, the gateman opened the gate and I drove in.

I turned off the car, came down and rushed to help ifeanyi out. Ifeanyi here was just pushing all of his dead weight on me. na wah o!. The gateman seeing the commotion and my struggle rushed to help me.

We carried him up the stairs, I was too concerned about ifeanyi to admire the house - because it was a beautiful house - the gateman took us to his bedroom and left .

"okay ifeanyi stay here, I'd go and run the water for you".

I entered the bathroom in the room, put a bucket under the tap, turned it on and let the water run. Then I began to admire the bathroom,so clean and nice; the marble walls were exquisite, the tiled floors were to die for.

"ofure, forget this bucket thing, i'd just use the shower".

I turned to reply but the 'okay' got stuck in my throat. Ifeanyi was stark naked right in front of me.

'Don't look down ofure, ofure pls dont look down' I kept telling myself; trying to keep my eyes on his forehead, I applaud my resilience because for a while, i kept looking there until my eyes failed me, slowly they trailed down; lower And lower... until I saw it.......

okay guys, don't just read. tell me what you think as well. I am so excited about this story, please encourage me and lift my morale. Anyway once again, if you have a problem understanding anything just send me a message or comment on it and I'd translate. Thank you darlings.