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(HECTOR)
I
arrived at a Chinese restaurant and parked my car. I noticed the latest brand
new Toyota Camry, which made me knew Melissa had arrived and was already
waiting for me. I came out and motioned towards the entrance of the eatery. I
visualized inside and saw her by the right, sitting down patiently for me.
Melissa is slim, fair in complexion, tall with long beautiful legs. She had
brown eyes, pointed nose and full pink lips. She was putting on a fitted brown
trouser suit. She is the CEO of her multimillion modeling agency. Her father is
Chief Samuel Nnaji, a powerful politician. Melissa’s mother died two years ago
of an illness.
I went
to her and she uplifted herself from the chair and gave me a tight hug. I
kissed her lightly on the lips and we sat down close to each other. Melissa is
a very pretty woman even though I did not love her. I am happy she is the one I
am getting married to because the both of us will produce beautiful and
adorable children. A male waiter came for our order. I wanted chicken and
chips, champagne and Melissa required Chinese fried rice, salad and chicken
soup. He left us after that.
“So how are
you doing?” she asked me. “How was your weekend?”
I
touched her by the hand. “Boring without you.” I lied.
She
smiled widely and stared into my eyes. “I have missed you so much.”
“Me too
dear.”
She
unzipped her handbag, brought out big packet of my favorite chocolate, and gave
it to me. “On my way here, I stopped by to get you this. I passed the road
leading to the supermarket”
I gave a
sincere smile. “Thanks a lot. You are amazing for doing this.” I checked the
price tag and the number inside the pack. “These people are robbers.” I said to
her in a bothered tone. “They have increased the price and the number of the
chocolate inside the pack yet they don’t want to share the recipe.”
“You
won’t blame them. It is one of their sources of income. I heard the supermarket
wants to open a chocolate shop.”
“That’s
good business especially when they are very good at what they do.”
“Even
with the price increase you won’t stop buying it, right?” she asked.
“Of course
I won’t stop, I love it!”
She
smiled at me. “I guess when you love something you will never give up on it.”
“Never
and I will guard it jealously.”
She
looked away. “Do you love me?”
I held
her tightly by her left hand. “I do.”
Melissa’s
eyes quickly shot into my face. “But you are still cheating on me.”
“With only
one woman, I broke up with her few days ago.”
She
stared at me in utmost amazement. “Are you being truthful?”
“Yes.”
She
began to sob quietly and covered her face. I was embarrassed with her attitude.
“You have to stop this. We are in a public place.”
She
wiped her face with her palm and looked my way. “I am sorry Hector, I was only
angry at you. I did something irresponsible on Saturday.”
“What
did you do?” I asked her curiously.
“She
sniffed her nose. “I cheated on you.”
I felt
nothing but resentment. “Did you use condom?”
Her left
eyebrow rose in an awkward way. “Yes.”
“Did you
sleep with someone I know?”
She
shook her head repeatedly. “He is an ex-boyfriend,” she said. “He left the
country this morning to Germany. That’s his base.”
I signed
and frowned. I knew I have cheated on her countless times but never have I
thought she would retaliate back. Even when we get married, I was never going
to stop cheating on her but in secrecy. I wanted to give her a slap on the face
for doing it but it made no sense. This was an opportunity to inform my mother
about her unfaithfulness and leave the relationship but I felt Melissa was the
right woman to tolerate me. I do not want to make a mistake and choose another
woman that would pretend and at the end of everything disfigure my face with
acid or even hire killers to assassinate me. The waiter came, served us, and
went away.
“Hector
please say something.” she said in a brittle voice.
I
cleared my throat. “I forgive you.”
“For
real?” she asked in a worried tone.
“Yes
dear.”
She
inhaled and gave my hand a squeeze. “Thank you my love.”
I nodded
and we began to eat without talking. She broke the silence between us after I
was almost done with my food.
“What is
it you wanted to discuss with me?” she asked.
I
dropped down my fork on the plate. “I want us to fix a date for our wedding.”
Melissa
widened her eyes. “Are you serious about it?”
“Yes. I
have informed my mother to start preparing because we are going to be husband
and wife soon. We have to get married before three months’ time. Pick a date.”
“If this
is a dream I don’t want to wake up.” she said.
“Reality
baby, this is real life.”
She
hugged and kissed me on the lips. “You have made me the happiest woman on
earth. I cannot wait to tell my father about it. I am going to have an elaborate
wedding, invite a lot of dignitaries, friends, and celebrities.”
I did
not bother to oppose her decision because it was going to be her day, the best
day of her life and I would not want to spoil it.
“Can we
get married next month?” she asked. ‘Let’s say month end.”
“Anything you want.”
She
clapped her hands, checked her phone for the date. “It’s on the 28th,
the last Saturday of the month. I will have time to prepare before then. I will
see your mother this week to talk more about it. I will also talk to my father
about it today at home. You know that after our introduction he has been asking
when you will properly marry me. He will be delighted about this good news.”
I only
gave a smile. Inside of me, I was cheerless. I was going to be married and glued
to a woman I do not love. A woman I absolutely knew I was never going to adore.
******
After
lunch, I called my secretary to buy the forms for the house cleaner. I went
back to the office and dialed the phone number of the daughter of the finance minister but a woman
picked informing me she was out of the country with her husband. I didn’t want
to waste time so I called the personal assistant of the minister. He was
surprised to receive my call. We planned to meet the next day at lunch to
discuss of an important deal I told him. In the evening, my father and I drove
home and met my mother at her best spot. The expression of her face was very
sad. My father led her to the bedroom for some talk. I gave Ebube her forms and
past question papers to go through. She fell on the floor rolling like a
lunatic, crying, thanking me and praying for me too. I only told her to make
her parents proud and get up to microwave my food and set it on the dining. She
zoomed off in joyfulness. Hillary continued to avoid me and I refused to care
about her immaturity.
The next
morning, immediately I arrived at the office, I sent Weyinmi’s cheque to him
and after that, an idea crawled into my head. In the past, I sometimes give my
rich friends a special business card to show Michael if they wanted to buy a
car or more in credit and pay later. No one has ever disappointed in the
payment at the actual date agreed on. Michael does not need to confirm if they
were from me because it was very difficult to get that particular card from me
and all he would do was sign at the back of the card so that another person
cannot use it. I called an old pal of mine who was into 419 businesses. I
informed him to organize someone to impersonate a rich man and collect three expensive
cars from Michael. Before lunchtime my pal and another man dressed richly came to
my office, I gave them a card, and they left. I was waiting for Terry, the minister’s
P.A at a restaurant when a call came into my phone and informing the dubious
deal has taken place. I told them to leave town for a while and I wished them good
luck with the free cars.
*****
"You
want me to try and help cancel the deal of Michael Ike?” Terry asked me after I gave
him the download of what I intend to do immediately he joined me. “That’s not possible.”
I poured
some red wine into two glass cups and gave him one. “If you put more effort it
will be possible. Set a meeting with the minister.”
“Over
what?” he asked and drank some wine.
“I will
offer him a better deal.” I said in a serious tone.
“Let me
hear the better deal and by the way the cars transaction was not meant to go
out in the open. How did you find out about this?”
“That
should tell you Michael Ike is not trustworthy any longer.”
Terry
looked at me for some time before he spoke. “If you tell me a better deal I
will try and set up the meeting.”
“Try?” I
asked giving him an irritation gaze. ”Just a phone call from my father I will
have that meeting.”
“But I
doubt if you want your father to know about this deal. What do you want to
discuss with the minister? Remember he is a very busy man.”
“You
don’t need to tell me because I know. I will give you the cars and deduct five
percent of the actual money you want to buy from Michael.”
He touched
his chin. “Five percent is not good enough.”
I gave a
self-confident beam. “Fifteen percent.”
“No
deal.”
“It’s a
good deal. You take it or you leave it. I will find a way to talk to the
minister myself.”
He
hastily spoke. “Done deal! I will let the minister know about this and inform
you of his reply.”
I took a
sip from my wine. “He won’t reject my offer. I am his friend’s son and he won’t
say no to me.” I said confidently to him.
“But I
don’t remember you as a car dealer.”
I
laughed. “I just became one and the minister is my first customer. I will treat
him specially.”
A smile
ran across Terry’s lips.
I
purposely tightened my face. “I need a written contract. It will be signed and
sealed and I will allow the minister pay after I give him the cars.”
“That
won’t be a problem if the minister agrees.” he said.
“I’m
certain he will.”
******
After
my conversation with Terry, I went back to the office for some work left on my
table to be completed. My father left the office before me and on my way home
in the evening I briefly went to see Felix. I informed him about my upcoming
wedding. He was thrilled, excited to hear the good news. He begged me to be my
best man but I jokingly told him to work harder, that he had an opponent, which
I refused to tell him who the actual person was. He guessed Michael but I did
not say a word. We talked for a short period and I went home. Hillary was not
at home when I checked for her. My mother informed me she had gone to spend the
night at one of her friends place.
“Does
this particular friend live with her parents?” I asked her in the mini living
room.
“Yes.”
she replied me. “Why do you ask?”
“You
allowed Hillary to leave this house to another when she can’t do anything?”
“She can
take care of herself.”
“Mother,
I am not talking about taking care of herself but to show some character there.
She won’t be able to assist in the house chores mom.”
“Is my
daughter their house help?”
I shook
my head. “Charity begins at home.”
She
cleared her throat. “It seems you left the office to look for my trouble.
Please go and shower and come have dinner.”
I
grinned. “I have good news.”
She
hopped up in anticipation. “What is it my son? Have you spoken to Melissa?”
“Yes.” I
answered. “We will get married next month, on the 28th. Melissa will
see you this week. You can call her to fix a date when to meet.”
My
mother jumped on her feet to dance. I saw the joy, blissfulness in her. If only
I was in her kind of mood. If only I knew, what love is. If only I loved the woman
that was going to be my better half. I know ‘love’ to me does not exit and what
if true love really exited? Will I grow old and pale never to experience it? My
mother’s tap on my shoulder brought me to reality.
“What
are you thinking about?” she asked me and sat down.
I
scratched my fore head. “Nothing to worry about,” I said. “Have you heard
anything from Mrs. Bola? I have been very busy. I will find time tomorrow to
see her.”
“The
driver drove me to the hospital today. His condition is deteriorating. Your
father will sponsor his expenses to India for the transplant if they are able
to find a donor.”
I could
not imagine the pain the man is going through. I have tried to live a healthy
life. I peered at my mother. “Can’t I donate one of my kidneys, I will….”
My
mother covered my mouth quickly. “Shut up Hector, don’t ever mention that
again!” She released her hand from me. “How can you think of donating your
kidney? I will never forgive you if you mention or go ahead with it.
“I
won’t.” I said to please her.
“Good.
Sometimes you can be too kind.” she said gently.
“And
sometimes I can be opposite.” What I had done to Michael came into my thought.
I began to feel bad but I will make sure to continue with my plan.
I rose
on my feet to have my bath when Ebube ran to give my mother her buzzing phone.
She answered the call but her facial look turned cold after she ended the call.
“Hector.”
“Yes
mom.” I answered.
“Mrs.
Bola husband is dead.”
To be
continued…..
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