A New Creation – episode 5
A New Creation
Chapter 5A
By Donkross
In a dark room in a dark house, he sat patiently on the single sofa in the one bedroom self contain apartment, it was dusk but the in,side of the room was darker than it was outside. He was about lighting up another stick of cigarette when he heard footsteps outside, ‘that must be her’ he thought and sneaked into the kitchen, she got to the door and was about to ins**t her key when she realised that the door was slightly opened, she could swear that she made sure the door was locked before leaving the house in the morning. She stepped in silently to see what or who got into her house without her permission, she thought about switching on the lights but then again that would only announce her arrival to the intruder so she decided against it. She was yet to take few more steps when she felt someone’s presence in the kitchen, immediately she turned back and made for the switch, even if she was going to die she should at least see her killer’s face or maybe faces, she turned on the lights and saw the intruder’s face.
“You have a thousand shades of freight written all over your face and that really makes you prettier than you really her” the intruder said amidst his smiling face.
“Host” she scre-med and ran to hug the intruder
“Adesuwa the moon of my life” Host replied as he held her close to him and planted a k-ss on her l-ips.
“Since when have you been in town” Adesuwa asked as they both settled on the sofa still k-ssing. With the lights turned on, the beauty of the apartment became more visible, the room setting looks far more beautiful than the size of the house, the big bedroom was painted pink and white with different playboy mansion emblem inscripted in the walls, a television set hanging on the wall while the dstv decoder was placed on the floor, a big six by six mattress with a white bedsheets was laid in a corner of the room, a white sofa also laid close to the mattress and all kind of teddy bears could be seen all around the room.
“I just got back but I don’t wanna talk right now, I just wanna catch up on all I have missed” Host replied and immediately returned back to the forepl-y which he was obviously enjoying.
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“Ohhhhh shiit” Fabio exclaimed for the umpteenth time.
“Why are you just whinning since man, are you the only one that Host has kept waiting here” Kong snapped at him though in a soft tone.
“He said 30 minutes but we have been here for hours now, I have been here for hours and you all know I can’t afford to be seen around this place else people are going to figure out that I am one of you and that will blow up my chances of winning the oncoming S.U.G presidential elections” Fabio explained even when he was sure that all of them couldn’t care less about him winning or not and as expected none of them said a word to reply him. All of them save for Kong were busy with their phones, Kong just sat there and kept his concentration on the tv while Slimmy was playing a game on his phone, Nazaretha kept his gaze fixed on his phone, no one really knew for sure what he was busy with on the phone because just like always he kept the phone in an angle where only him could see what was on the screen, some of their friends and co-members who had gotten a closer view of his phone screen in times past claimed it was the bible that he was reading on his phone but then again, no one could really vouch that they were 100 percent sure. Gentle on the other hand was doing the obvious on his phone ‘chatting with the unknown girl again’ Slimmy would say in his mind anytime he raises his head up to see Gentle smiling, part of him wanted to go and disturb him but then again if Host should come in and see them playing, he mind end up just shooting one of them or even both of them so he just decided to keep his cool as they all sat down patiently and impatiently waiting for Host’s arrival, they waited while Host was having s€× with his girlfriend Adesuwa.
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*Am fine, what are you guys upto right now* Hadijat who was lying on her giant mattress in her room punched her keyboards and clicked on the send icon and then minimised the whatsapp menu and switched into her browser.
*Nairaland.com* she punched into the search engine. There were different things displayed on the interface of the forum ranging from political news, celebrity news, advertisement and so on but only one of them caught her attention than the others.
“Checkout A Female Nairalander’s Debut Single” she read out slowly and then clicked on the link.
“Fellow Nairalanders, kindly follow any of these links to download my debut single. Thanksssss.. Mwahhhs!
Quick download on
www.datafilehost.com/d/472ae701 ” she read out slowly again. She didn’t just click on the news because it was a rare one on nairaland but because she wanted to see how nairalanders in their usual manner will bash the poor singer but she was surprised about the comments she was seeing.
****Coldplay007(f): 12:39pm On Apr 01
Waoh.. Lovely.. Are you sure that is not Asha..
It sounds exactly like Asha..
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Mediapace: 11:15pm On Apr 01
Nice one.
More water to your saliva,your voice resemble that of Asha
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Olaposij(m): 12:03am On Apr 03
Waoh. Are you married, @ Xavier ? If not, will you marry me. You are too talented ma..
I sent you a PM, Please reply me.
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Hadijat couldn’t take it anymore as curiosity got the best of her, she clicked on the download link and started downloading it while she navigated back to her whatsapp to check the new message from Gentle.
****what are we guys upto ? who and who are you referring to ?**** the message read
**I mean you and Slimmy** she typed and replied and then switched back to the browser to play the already downloaded song. She fell in love with the song after listening to it for the first time, she left it on repeat as she waited endlessly for Gentle to reply but when the reply wasn’t forthcoming, she slept off listening to the cool and great music titled The one for me by Eden.
Chapter 5B
Host returned six hours after he left, after having with his girlfriend a nice time; a process he believed was a refreshment to his body and soul. The guys were looking famished already, only their phones had been able to keep them from complaining bitterly. Of course, except for Fabio who was looking lifeless, like a prayer warrior who had just finished a thirty days and nights fasting without getting an answer to his problems.
They all stopped what they were doing with their phones and rose to their feet on hearing the approaching footsteps of Host. He walked in seconds later and quietly proceeded to the seat he previously occupied. He had changed his clothes now and was looking calmer, he also had his green Beret on his head. He remained quiet for a couple of minutes, looking like he was reflecting on a plan.
“What have you people being able to come up with so far?” He finally broke the silence with his question.
There was no answer to his question. Host looked at each of their faces one after the other and smirked on seeing Fabio’s face. The contorted look on Fabio’s face and the thick lines on his forehead revealed his bottled-in frustration.
“The White Tigers would not let El Salam go without a fight and I’m sure the fight is coming soon,” he continued. “Like I said earlier, it’s time to use the opportunity and finally take over. Enough is enough! We should stop ruling the campus alongside the tigers, now we would wipe them out and show the world who reigns indeed. We’ve always been their masters, it’s just that we’ve allowed them play too much.”
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**Next morning**
“So make sure you write all the assignments and submit them on Monday.” Ojo said to the guy standing in front of him. They were both standing in front of Ojo’s car and the door to the driver’s seat was opened, Ojo was ready to step into his car but only had to finish off his conversation with the guy.
“Alright, I’ll submit the ones I can and bring those ones whose submission dates have passed to you.” The guy replied.
Ojo Bolarinde was a final year student of business administration. He was one of those invisible students in class, he only shows up for classes three to four times in a semester and never waits till the end of any lectures. He hærdly shows up for tests and exams also but his scripts and signature on the attendance booklets are always found miraculously by the examiners.
This was one of the days he showed up for lectures, he had come in twenty minutes to the end of the lecture and waited till the lecturer left the hall. He then walked up to meet one of the intelligent students in his class and called him aside to see him. He had a coursemate who was always helping him with assignments before but was absent from school for some weeks due to an unknown illness. He had to choose another one who was a close friend to the former and whom he knew was aware of his activities with his friend.
Some students rumoured Ojo to be a married man with kids who was working in a multinational company and just wanted to further his education. They said he had no time to read as all his time was invested into making money for himself and his family.
Another popular rumour in the department was that he was a top member of the White Tigers, one of the most notorious cults in school. But none had been able to prove their claims, all they passed around were hearsays. Only few students who were officials in the Student Union Government were sure of their claims. Their proof was the semblance of his name, Ojo to the well noised nick of the third in command to the White Tiger’s Cappon, Screw.
Screw, his deputy, Coded and OJ were well known by their nicks, but their faces were unknown by other people. OJ’s face was still well known amongst the cult members who keeps his identity secret but Screw the Boss and Coded was only known by the top ranked members.
The second rumour only began to look truer recently when a lecturer insulted Ojo in the class and promised to ensure Ojo fails in his course if he doesn’t start to see him in class frequently. Ojo had been quiet while the man was talking that day and even apologized after the lecturer finished with his insults, stating that he would have loved to always be present for lectures but the nature of his job would not permit. The lecturer ignored Ojo’s apologies and added more insults but Ojo remained quiet and waited until thirty minutes after the lecture before leaving the class in his usual manner.
It was a big surprise to everyone in the class when the next day, news circulated that the lecturer’s tongue had been cut off by unknown people in his residence that night, his wife and eldest daughter were also molested by the attackers. Since then, the lecturer did not show up in the university again and nothing more was heard about him. It was still not confirmed that the lecturer’s tragedy was a result of his hauling of insults on Ojo. The police had investigated the case and found Ojo innocent of any charge. That left people doubting if OJ was a member of the White Tigers or not but most people had to accept that he wasn’t because they had never seen him with a known member of the tigers in school or anywhere else.
The sound of a car horn distracted both Ojo and the guy he was talking with. The guy had to move closer to Ojo’s car as a Camry pencil occupied the space close next to them.
“Please make sure you bring them early enough, so I can submit them myself. Most of the lecturers are my friends and they understand my busy schedule.” Ojo said with a smile.
“Okay then, I’ll call you” the guy said and turned to leave.
“Thank you,” Ojo watched him walk away first before turning to enter his car.
“… Slimmy, Woooow!” He stopped as he heard an excited scre-m from the car by his side. He turned back to look.
A young girl had just come out of the car, smiling as she stared into her phone with full attention. She quickly typed in some words into the phone before locking the car door. She looked into the phone briefly again before picking out her sunglasses and fixing it on her face. Her gaze met with Ojo’s as she glanced up.
“Hi,” he said to her, with a smile.