TOLANI OLAREWAJU'S BLOG

Unfulfilled Love Promises (Part 5) She stood up and ordered me out, I told her to be calm that I mean no harm, I said I didn’t expect her to be surprised because I thought Marcus already told her. She said I’m lying to her, and I told her to call Marcus in my presence, give the phone to me to talk to him. That was when she believed I was telling the truth and she asked if I have come to hurt her, I said No, just wanted her to know that we are both married to a devil, I told her I was coincidentally present at the wedding. The next few seconds, I saw her going down gradually, she slumped. Madam, Madam, I called her but was already on the floor before I could do anything. As I shouted for help, the other man in the house ran out and together we rushed her to the hospital, though I asked myself if it was normal for me to care for her, but I didn’t want anyone’s death to come from me. Mike told us to leave because I needed to get back to Lagos before Marcus finds out about his wife...

Unfulfilled Love Promises (Part 4) Two weeks after the call my Mum made as regards Mike coming to stay with us, Mike arrived, I showed him to his room, and there we talked at length, before I left his room. Mike would go out usually every morning because he has to look for job, but for over two months, he couldn’t secure a job. Marcus called me and said he spoke to one of his friends that own a company about Mike and he said Mike should prepare his curriculum vitae and take it to the company. I told Mike on that very day, but pretended not to tell him, I purposely delayed a feedback to Marcus for few days, because I needed to buy time. Marcus called me again after some days and asked if Mike wasn’t interested in the offer. I apologized to him that it skipped my mind and I didn’t remember to tell Mike, and I promised him I’ll work on it and I’ll get back to him the soonest. I told Mike he asked me again so Mike would know exactly what to do. When Marcus got back the same day he as...

Unfulfilled Love Promises  (Part 3) Welcome honey, gave him a very good kiss, took his bag from him, moved him to the couch, removed his cap, and told him to relax. I looked deep into his eyes to see if there is any sign of guilt in him, but his eyes were so clear, his mind was hard as a rock. That means this has been happening for long and I didn’t even notice a thing. I saw the devil he really was. I asked if I should get him water and he said yes. On getting to the kitchen, tears rolled down my cheek, I tried to hold it, got the water and went back to the living room to give to him. We began to gist, and perfectly he cooked up untrue stories of how his trip went, I gave him some encouragement as usual. On the night of the same day, we went to bed and he began to touch me, I knew it was time for our normal Mummy and Daddy stuff, I almost looked at him repulsively, that was how I felt within me, but I adjusted because I had to play along, as he was going back and forth inside...

I never wanted to believe my eyes at first, Marcus my husband was dancing with a beautiful smile, with a look of joy in his heart, I looked at Sharon, and she looked back at me, she was also dumbfounded. I grabbed my bag, stood up, moved very far from the venue, began to throw up, my entire system was in disarray. Even Marcus didn’t know I was there, neither did he know that I saw him getting married. I didn’t know where to go from there, all I could do was sit beside a drainage in the estate where the wedding took place and cried profusely. Sharon ran after me, tried to calm me down, helped me into the car and we drove off to her house. On our way to her house, I kept on crying in abundance, my entire body system was thrown to so much disorder. I remained mute till the next day. Sharon tried to talk to me and calm me, but I didn’t say a word. I remained at Sharon’s apartment till the next day. In the morning, Shaorn continued pestering me, but I couldn’t alter a word because I w...