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(HECTOR)
After I
finished my beautiful meal, I called Weyinmi to see me immediately. I waited
outside under the shade of the car park for thirty minutes of his arrival. I
heard the horn of his car as he parked outside.
“James!” I called our gateman. He rushed from
his mini flat to meet me.
“Sir you
called me?”
“Of
course I did. Open the small gate.”
“Okay
sir.” He left and opened the gate for my
friend of twenty years of friendship.
“My
chairman!” he hailed me as usual. I rose to hug him and we sat down. I called
Ebube to bring the chilled vodka in the fridge in my bedroom.
I faced
him. “How was the skinny chick you went home with last night?” I asked him.
He
signed. “I didn’t enjoy her at all, inexperienced.”
“But
don’t you think you should stop taking girls you meet for the first time to
your house? You always do it all the time. It’s wrong my friend.”
“Look
who is talking, don’t you do it?”
“That is
once in a while, especially when I don’t feel like going out and my parents are
not at home.”
“For me,
I don’t think taking a chick home after meeting her for the first time is wrong
unlike you with an open relationship.”
I
smiled. “Let me take that has a compliment Weyinmi.” He laughed and I joined him.
Ebube came with the cool bottled of vodka and set it down on the mini table in
front of us. My eyes went to her. “You see why I always complain about you, you
are incompetent.”
She
stared at me with her mouth ajar.
“Close
your gutter. Can you not talk? Did they tie your tongue in your village?”
“Sorry
sir.”
“Sorry
for what?” I asked angrily. “Are you saying you don’t know what you have done?”
She
scratched her neck nervously and fell on her knees.
“Come on
stand up and get me two tumblers!!” I screamed at her and she rose and flee. Kneeling
in front of my friend just to make me look like a bad person.
“You are
too hard on Ebube, chill.” My friend said to me.
“Weyinmi
please shut up, the girl annoys me.”
“I know
she’s not your type but don’t be harsh on her.”
“I’m not
harsh on her because she’s not only my type but also the fact that she’s ugly,
black and illiterate. For the past five years she has been with us, can’t she
use her common sense to go back to school?”
“Why
can’t you talk to her about her education?”
“God
forbid. She’s old enough to know. Last month she completed twenty-two and at
her age she does not have a certificate, she is a secondary school dropout. Is
she still a baby that does not know what she wants her future to be like? Does
she think that the money we pay her is enough for her and her family? She sends
eighty percent of her monthly salary to her parents, I doubt if they are saving
for her.”
Ebube
came with the tumblers and dropped them on the stool. She apologized without me
answering. She turned away, and left us.
Weyinmi
spoke, “Well, I think Ebube...”
I cut
him short. “Enough said about her, let’s discuss why I called you.”
“Okay.”
I poured
some vodka inside our glass cup. ”I want you to give me reports on the deals of
Michael.”
My
closest friends Weyinmi and Felix were also friends with Michael. He knew them
through me few years ago.
He looked at me in a strange way. “I don’t
understand, why me” he asked. “Why can’t you tell Felix to do that for you, he’s
closer to him.”
“And you
are closer to Felix. I want you to use the information you can retrieve from
Felix and report to me.”
“What
kind of report?” he asked me.
I
cleared my throat before answering him. “He’s business deals, contract, and
sales of his cars.”
“What do
you intend to do with all that?” he asked me suspiciously.
“I want
Michael to feel sorry for himself, I want to wreck him for a short period.”
He
dropped down his glass of vodka and exclaimed in shock! “What! You want to do
that to your cousin?”
I hissed
out very loud. “Did he think about that before betraying me?”
“What
did he do?” he asked quickly. I explained.
Weyinmi said, “Chairman, he did that because he
loves you and he wants the best for you. Please don’t do it to him, remember
he’s getting married soon.”
“Getting
married to that Ndidi, that Whale? That chick is with Michael because of his
money and she will run when things get rough for him. I know that, right now he
has invested in a deal of a large amount of money, I want it down the drain. I
don’t have the details but you will, must find out for me.”
“Why
can’t you tell Felix?”
That’s
because Felix values friendship more than money. I know you like money more than
anything in this world and I will pay you two million naira for the information
of the deal and five hundred thousand naira each on any new information on the
sales of his cars.”
He gawked
into my eyes in complete shock. “You want to waste such money on that? How are
you so sure what you intend to do will work?”
I smiled
pompously. “My name is Hector, have you forgotten?”
He
carried his glass cup and drank some liquid and said, “I will do it but I feel Michael
don’t deserve it.”
“Nonsense!
If Michael can think, talking with my mother about my private life is what I deserve,
I will give him what he deserves.”
“What
does he deserve?”
“I
replied him. “Destabilization.”
********
The
Henshaw’s and Hillary arrived home in the afternoon from their outing. Ebube
welcomed them at the sitting room. They asked after Hector from her, who
informed them he was sleeping.
“Did he
have any visitor?” Hilary asked after her parents went to their bedroom.
“Yes
ma.”
“Male or
female?”
“Male.”
“Okay.”
she said and left the living room. On her way to the kitchen to get a glass of
water, her phone rang. She opened her handbag to check the caller Id. She froze
at the caller, her sister Hope. Did Hector actually tell her about her secret?
She asked herself. She refused to pick but had to after the second call.
“Hello
big sis.” she said.
“How are
you?”
“I’m
fine.”
“Where
are you? I need to discuss something vital with you.”
Her
heartbeat paced faster. “Is there any problem?” she asked in a scared tone.
“Not at
all.” She replied. “Are you okay?”
“Yes.
Why do you ask?”
“With
the way you sound on phone.”
“Hope
I’m ok, I’m at home and why do you want to see me?”
“It’s
for your benefit dear. I am close to the house, expect me there in few
minutes.”
Hillary
sighed out of relief. “I will be waiting for you.” She hanged up.
*******
“Are you
sure about the wedding?” Henshaw asked his wife after coming out from the
bathroom after his bath, with a green towel round his waist. Harriet lay on their
big and magnificent bed.
“Of
course I’m sure.” she answered him. “They will discuss about the date of the
wedding when next they meet.”
Henshaw looked
at his dearest wife of many years of marriage, he cheated on her only twice
with one woman and anytime he remembered those moments, he was delighted. He
loved the woman but he loved his wife more and he was happy she gave him
beautiful children, a remarkable son who at the end will inherit most of his
properties, investments and name. Hope his first daughter, his favorite, he
knew she was just like him, strong and hardworking. His last born Hillary, the
beautiful and the most pampered one.
He said
to her, “Hector does not love her and you know it, don’t allow him get married
to Melissa.”
“Well, I
pretend not to know he does not love her but they fit each other.”
Henshaw
sat on the other side of the bed. “Don’t allow him. It will be a great mistake
if he ends up getting married to her. He will find someone he truly loves at
the suitable time.”
She sat
down instantly, burning out of anger. “Is it when he turns fifty he will love?
Your son does not know anything about loving a woman except his family. He can
be nice, kind hearted when he wants to but also ruthless if he desire. Melissa
is the right woman for him and no one will tell me otherwise for me to accept
it.”
“You are
angry because I am saying the truth.”
Harriet
sighed. “You don’t know the truth,” she said in a calm voice. Getting angry
with her husband over their son’s private life was pointless. ”He will love her
after she start having children for him.”
He
glared into her eyes. “No one forced me to marry you.“
“No one
is forcing Hector to marry Melissa.”
He
smiled. “Time will tell, time will tell.”
Harriet
frowned at him and lay back on the bed.
*******
Ever
since Hope got married to her husband, Peter Jones, a successful lawyer Hillary
became very jealous of her sister. The two of them had gone to one of their
father’s restaurant for lunch. A very tall, good looking, dark and well-built man
in a black suit paid for their meal, his eyes were on Hope and he begged her to
have dinner with him the next day. She eventually agreed. Hillary could not believe at her she was not
yet married, her relationships does not last up to six months, in fact, her
longest was three months and twelve days she calculated. She knew she was more
appealing and sexy than her elder sister, ugly Hope who had the man she craved
and the most annoying it was that this was her second marriage. The first one
ended in a bitter divorce and the union did not produce a child because her
selfish sister did not want children. Hope married Peter, a widower who lost
his wife to diabetes, she left a son who they haven’t met because he was in
London studying and living with his late mother’s brother.
Whenever Hillary was
with her sister, all she could think of was to poison her to death but she
could not do it, their father would always say family comes first. She loved
her sister but at the same time hated her for taking the man she covertly
wished for and loved.
Hope
arrived and dashed into her younger sibling’s room. She knocked and entered into
a painted pink room with lovely design on the wall. Her rug, bed sheets and
curtain were also pink. The only thing strange was the size of her bed. It was
very small which she liked because she hates to share. She stared at Hope, the
woman sharing the man she wants. Hope
rested her back on the door.
“What do
you want to talk to me about?” Hillary asked resting on her bed. “You have ten
minutes to talk because I need some sleep. I just came back from an outing with
dad and mom.”
She
smiled, her little sister cannot change and she will do everything not to pick
a quarrel. She knew that was her plan. “I want the best for you that is why me
and Peter concluded you will be the perfect person for Ibrahim.”
“Ibrahim?
Who is he?”
He’s
Peter’s friend based abroad. He has been living in America since he was ten
years old. He’s back in the country and he wants a beautiful woman for a wife.”
“And you
think I am the best person for a match make?” she asked angrily. “What do you
take me for? You think I can’t get a man to marry me? What the hell were you
thinking?’
“Hillary
you are getting me all wrong, I just felt you will be happy about this. Ibrahim
is your kind of man. He is tall, very rich and educated.”
“You
forgot to add a Hausa man?”
Hope
laughed jokingly and went close to Hillary. “You are very funny. I won’t deny
the fact that his father was a Hausa man before he died. Ibrahim converted into
a Christian few years ago.”
“You and
your husband had the guts to mention my name, trying to pair me up with a
stranger. You two must be out of your mind. What an insult!”
She
stared at her sister, stunned at her words. “Don’t insult my husband. We only
want the best for you.“
“This is
a joke.”
“I’m not
joking. I want the best for you, my sister. I love you very much.”
Hillary grimaced.
“I’m not interested!” she screamed. “Leave me alone!! Get out from my room!!!”
Their mother rushed into the room panicking.
“What’s
going on?” she asked.
Hillary
pointed to Hope. “It’s Hope, she is disturbing me.”
“Good
afternoon mom.” Hope greeted her mother who is shocked to see her.
“Keep
your good afternoon to yourself. I did not know you were around and you couldn’t
come to see me first.”
“I am
sorry, I…”
“I don’t
need an apology or an explanation. You cannot barge into my house to harass
your sister. Go home and do that to your husband, please leave Hilary in peace.”
Surprised
at her attitude, “But mom how can you take side with Hillary. You did not even
hear my own side of the story.”
“Story
or not, you are disturbing the peace of this house.”
To be
continued....
Wah sorta mother is this!!? I pity Hillary, u go turn 50 for ur papa ause... Devilish sister
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