Belina 2 – batch 10

Belina
Season 2

EPISODE 37

Richærd sat in his office,
feeling very excited. He had
enjoyed every bit of last
night. The dinner out was
awesome but the
conclusive part of the day
had been simply mind-
blowing. Belina had been so
tired and sleepy this
morning, understandably
so, that he had made
breakfast for her in bed.
They had prayed together
and he had prepared for
work.
Richærd was expecting
Doctor Felix, in order to
receive reports of how the
hospital was after his
departure. He was
considering the prospect of
making him his assistant
now that Oyinade was
gone. He responded to the
knock he received and
Doctor Felix waltzed in, in
his usual manner.
Richærd gestured a seat and
listened as the doctor gave
a detailed account of the
welfare of the hospital.
“… the patient in ward 9 by
name Mr Kelvin is now out
of coma” he said after some
minutes.
Richærd’s interest was
pricked. “Wow… when did
that happen?” he asked,
sitting up.
“About 5:23 yesterday sir”
he responded, and then
took his eyes away from the
book, looking at Richærd.
“Sir, do you know the man
personally?” he asked,
although he already knew
the answer to that;
Richærd’s behaviour when
the patient was to be
treated showed it. He did
not expect their
relationsh¡p to be a
pleasant one, though.
“Yeah. Yeah, I do” Richærd
said, letting out no emotion.
“Obviously… The patient
was restless when he found
out that he was being
admitted in BRH and more
so when he was told that
you attended to him”
Doctor Felix said.

“He
became so violent that we
had to sedate him. He tried
to escape around 3am this
morning but we caught up
with him and since then
had someone to monitor
his room”
Richærdbecame worried
and his face portrayed this
but he knew that only one
thing can make someone
that restless – guilt. He
stood up.

“I am going to
see him now, you may go”.
**********
**********
I arrived Prisca’s boutique
and was greeted by all the
smiling workers. They all
looked beautiful as usual, in
beautiful clothes and nice
braids. I looked around,
admiring all the beautiful
clothes surrounding me.
“Sweetheart” I was jerked
from my window-shopping
when I heard Prisca’s voice.
“You make me feel as
though you wanna buy
everything here”. She said,
coming over with a smile.
She faced one of her
workers and gasped.

“Did
she drop a mouth-watering
cheque?”
Everyone laughed hærd,
including me. I walked up
to her and gave her a cool
hug.
Prisca and I proceeded into
her office where I was
served a very cool drink. I
looked round at the beauty
of the office. The office has
changed since the last time
I came which was about a
month ago.
“So, how is my nephew
doing?” she asked
immediately we sat.
I scoffed.

“What makes you
think I am bearing a boy?”
“My instincts tell me Richærd
is much more stronger than
you are” she replied with a
grin.
“you would be surprised” I
replied cheekily.
“have you gone for scan?”
I shook my head, sipping
my drink. “No. Richærd is
too over-pampering,he
won’t allow me lift a finger.
If he knew I stepped out of
the house, he would
explode” I sighed visibly.
Prisca laughed.
“can you
blame him? It is his first
child we are talking about
here”
I scoffed. “was it this
terrible when you had Pat?”
I asked synically.
“it can’t be this way forever
dear. Tony was also this
over-protectiveat first”
I smiled.
“I can’t say I don’t
enjoy the pampering at
times.”
She laughed. “corrupt soul.
Anyways, I think he is just
trying to make up for the
serious incidents of last
week. That oyinade girl is a
witch”
I hissed. “don’t mind that
harlot. I have not had her
time”
Prisca shook her head.
“thank God Richærd fired
her before she did any
more damage”
I opened my mouth. He
hadn’t told me that. Prisca
took one look at my
stupefied face and deduced
what I was thinking.
“he did not tell you?”
I shook my head. “not a
single word”.
“I shouldn’t have then”
Prisca said, obviously
saddened that I had to hear
it from her. I pestered her
but she refused to say any
other thing. I resigned.
Richærd obviously has some
explaining to do.
**********

EPISODE 38

Ajoke popped open a bottle
of champagne to the cheer
of her friends. She could not
believe her half sister could
be so generous as to
transfer her beautiful house
to her. They were just like
twins even though Ronke is
about five years older than
her. It hadn’t taken her
three hours to pack her
luggage from her friend’s
room. She had been
squatting with her friend
for about six months and
the despicable girl never
failed to remind her of that
fact. She had asked to stay
with Ronke but Ronke had
told her that she used her
house for her ‘business’
and it would be a real
inconvenience having her
there. She had sent money
to her but she decided to
endure the insults of her
friend in order to use the
money for the Ipad she had
desired. When she got that
call, she had packed all her
belongings in a flash. Met
with her sister, collected the
doc-ments of the house
and stormed the house like
a real house owner would.

Not even ten minutes after
her arrival, she had received
a rather unexpected guest –
a man, accompanied by two
police men. Instantly, she
knew that the c*cktail that
Ronke had told her was just
a cover-up. There was no
one interested in marrying
her. Ronke had told her that
a man was interested in her
and asked her to live with
him and that that was the
reason why she decided to
give her her house. she had
accepted the story that was
due to her exceeding joy of
having a house in her
name. staring at the police
men and the raging man,
she presented an innocent
and confused face. Now
that she has a house in her
name, she would not give it
up so easily.
“Yes, what can i do for you”
she said, closing the door
behind her and stepping
out. the fat man scrutinized
her.
“She is not the one” he said
to the police men. “Eh you,
where is the owner of this
house? i believe she must
be your sister”
Ajoke glared at him like he
had lost his mind.

“Mr man,
i don’t know what has got
into you ooo, this is my
house” she adjusted her
shirt and squared her
shoulders.
“Woman, you better
cooperate with us” one of
the police men said.
Ajoke turned her smiling
face at the young
policemen.

“Listen to me
guys, i am the owner of this
beautiful house, thanks to
handsome guys like you.
You can come and check my
doc-ments” she said
blinking while the old man
was foaming. The men
were wooed by her
gestures. they followed her
in,side checked all the
doc-ments and confirmed
it did not have the name
mentioned by man, not
even the surname. the
requested for her national
ID card and she fished it
out. The old man just
looked like he was
dreaming.
The ever accommodating
Joke brought out a bottle of
champagne and invited
them to join. What do you
expect? the policemen
obliged.
“Is this what i brought you
here to do?” the chief
yelled.
The policemen glared at
him.

“Shut up your mouth
old man. Wetin you expect
make we do? We suppose
arrest you sef. You no know
the person wey you dey
find. Na God catch you. Old
man like you go dey pursue
small babes wey we
suppose dey hammer” one
of the policemen ranted,
sipping his wine.
The chief, obviously
frustrated stormed out
cursing.
The policemen had left
minutes later, apologizing
for the inconvenience and
Joke called her friends for
proper house-washing
celebration. This house has
become hers and she
would not let it go for
anything in the world. Over
her dead body.
**********
**********
Chief Rammon got to his
house dejected. He could
not believe his bad luck. He
had woken up to an empty
room with his briefcase
nowhere to be found. The
money is not even his own.
Fifty Million Pounds. So
much bad luck for wanting
to cool his blood. He
swallowed as his wife
ranted and ranted about his
useless life. He did not even
yell back like he used to
before, only walked into his
bedroom like a robot,
locked the door and fell on
the bed in tears.
He had hurried to Ronke’s
house< hoping to still find
her there but he met a
locked gate. He had
assigned someone who
was close by to inform him
immediately there is any
slight movement and had
received a message after
four hours. Before that
time, he had called and
called but it did not go
through.
He placed the pillow on his
head. His life is ruined.Tikes arrived Ajide Close in a
vehicle with two of his guys
around 9pm. Oyin had told
him that the girl is a very
sharp and cunning girl. He
had boasted of the fact that
she could not do anything
but he decided not to take
chances. He would do a
clean job.
He checked for number 44,
noting the colour of the
house. He checked the
picture again and made a
mental picture.
He got to the gate and
pressed the bell. A figure
came out and he
immediately identified the
lady as the one he had seen
in the picture.
She opened the gate and he
smiled.
“Hello” he said and pulled
the trigger.

EPISODE 39

I woke up with the intense
desire to cook something
wonderful for my hubby – it
is a Saturday. After praying
a short prayer, I set out to
do just that. Richy had a
very stressful day yesterday
followed by a very extensive
talk/argument. Yesterday
night, we had talked and
talked about all the events
of the week. He had arrived
looking so stressed out and
tired that I almost discarded
my anger to pamper him a
bit, just as he does with me;
but I reckoned that doing
that would push aside the
settlement of what was on
ground.

***
He entered and I welcomed
him in a casual way without
the usual welcome k-ss. He
looked at me critically with
his tired eyes almost
pleading for a loving
affection.

“What is the
matter honey? No welcome
k-ss?”
I shook my head slowly.

“No
sir. No k-ss today, we need
to talk”. I wanted to
continue but I just couldn’t.
He looked really tired that I
decided to relent a little bit,
even though I still had that
carefully placed casual look.
I collected his laptop bag
and suit jacket, carrying
them into the room. He
tagged along, not uttering a
word but I knew he must
be terribly curious.
Immediately we entered the
masters’ bedroom, he just
lay flat on the bed, closing
his eyes without removing
anything. It dawned on me
that he must be terribly
tired; that could only
explain why he was not
pestering me already.
I pulled off his shoes and
socks, m-ssaging his feet
with my hands. I moved to
his shoulders, m-ssaging
them slowly. His tension
eased a bit and he opened
his eyes slowly. I felt stupid
for challenging him
immediately he entered
even though that was the
most reasonable thing to
do when we tend to
postpone issues a lot,
enjoying each other’s
company. Maybe that is why
he did not even remember
to tell me about Oyinade,
I
thought. Maybe he fired her
because he already has a
child on the way. I banished
all evil thoughts from my
brain as I stared at
Richærd’s tired profile. I
tugged at his suit.
“Why don’t you take a
shower while I set your
dinner” I said quietly. He
looked into my eyes with
his blue eyes, maybe
reading my thoughts.
Normally, he would have
tried to know what was on
my mind but he just
nodded and sat up; maybe
he hadn’t even heard me.
He started unbuttoning his
shirt but I went and took
over from him, he shook
slightly and I smiled. He
smiled back.

“You know the
power you have over me,
don’t you?”
I feigned innocence which
only made him smile more.
After I had removed his
clothes, I marched him to
the bathroom like a kid,
leaving him there to
prepare his food.
We lay on the bed after
eating and listening to
news. He was fidgeting
with my hair; he loves
touching it.
“I am all ears. What do you
want us to talk about that
deprived me of my k-ss?”
Oh! So he heard. I sighed.
“We can start by you
explaining why you sacked
Oyinade without telling me
anything about it”
Richærd’s hand froze. I took
that as affirmation and
stood up. You are keeping
secrets from me Richærd
and it is hurting me.”
The
very first time in months I
would call him by his name.
“I know the girl is a harlot
bent on ruining other
people’s marriages and I
am partially happy that she
is out of our lives but that
does not negate the fact
that you almost got her
pregnant in the quest of
having a child”
Richærd was up too, looking
at me tongue-tied like
something was wrong with
me. That even made me
angrier.

“Tell me: since
when did you stop
believing that I could
actually get pregnant?”
He got back his tongue.
“What nonsense are you
ranting?” he growled.
My eyes w¡dened.

“So now I
am saying nonsense,
right?” I spat glaring.
“I don’t know what the hell
is going through your brain
but I certainly don’t know
how a mere flimsy hug
translates to getting her
pregnant. What on earth
put that idea in your head”
he almost yelled, glaring.
We glared at each other for
some seconds before I
looked away.
“Well, it was not just the
mere hug” I said quietly,
boiling with anger.

“I
received a call a day before
from an anonymous caller
telling me of your
escapades with your
mistress. The hug was a
confirmatory sign.
” I
laughed slightly; bitterly. “As
if that was not enough, she
had the guts to visit me on
the hospital bed after I
fainted to explain to me
how you desperately
needed a child and that
since I could not give you
one, she was-”
“What?” Richærd yelled,
cutting me short. He was
pacing angrily while I stood
with arms akimbo.

“What
rubbish? That lying
wench…” he paced and
paced, making me dizzy.
“Oh… so she is lying? Easy
to say since she is not here
to defend herself.” I said
cheekily.
He stopped and glared at
me.

“You don’t believe me?
Ok. Tell me what is between
you and Kelvin. You met him
before you met me and you
must love him more but
why must you have
anything to do with him
after all he did to you. I got
the picture where you were
holding him so
affectionately and I saw him
in your office also, so
confident that you would
not reject him. Tell me: what
is going on?”

EPISODE 40

“I don’t love him. I didn’t
love him before. I guess I
was just attracted to him
and I definitely did not hug
him, I bumped into him” I
said then proceeded to
explain how it had all
happened.
He nodded.

“now, you want
me to believe all that and
you won’t believe me?” he
said quietly. He inched
closer to me, his anger
obviously fading. “Oyinade
is just an over-ambitious
girl. You’ve known me for a
long time now, who do you
believe? You do know that
you are free to believe what
you want”
I looked at him silently. I
trust him and always have
but the evidence I had got
was too much to put away.
I looked down but he used
his finger to raise my chin,
causing me to look into his
eyes again.
“I want you to discern the
truth from my eyes, look at
me. I have not told you
about all these because I
did not want to hurt your
feelings; and also due to
your condition. You told me
you didn’t like her and I did
not listen and it hurt me to
have her confess her guilt.
Prisca found out the truth
and was wise enough to
play the detective role”
Richærd smiled, causing me
to smile also.
I scoffed and said in a quiet
voice. “And do you also
believe that there is nothing
between Kelvin and I? I
don’t even love him, at least
not even up to a quarter of
how much I love you”
He smiled. “I knew that and
that is why I made peace
with Kelvin today”. I raised
my eyebrow in surprise. He
laughed.
“yes, I was
surprised I did that too. He
finally gained
consciousness and I just felt
pity instead of the usual
anger I feel. He challenged
me for helping him despite
our dispute, saying that all I
wanted was to shove my
victory in his face” he shook
his head.

“all I saw then
was a man who is deeply
embittered about the
prospect of losing you. It is
definitely too much to
handle and if I were to be
in his shoes, I would have
done likewise. I offered him
my friendsh¡p after a long
time arguing my intentions,
he accepted. I guess he was
just touched that I could
help him after all he did to
me.”
I laughed happily and
hugged him tight. I have
already forgiven Kelvin
immediately I heard of his
accident.

“I love you
Richærd, very very much”
He pulled me and held my
wa-ist, looking into my eyes
with a thoughtful look.

“Do
I love you? Hmmm… I love
you like kilode”
We roared in laughter,
laughed and laughed. The
Yoruba language sounded
so awkward from his
accentuated mouth that the
mere thought of the word
made me laughed the more.
“I love you” he k-ssed me
deeply.

“so we are settled
now right?” he stretched
lazily.

“Do I now get a
proper welcome k-ss?”
I scoffed.
“What of the one
you stole now?”
“As you’ve said, it was
stolen” he stood, waiting. I
inched closer slowly and
when his eyes were
dropping shut, I k-ssed him
on the cheek, leaving him
spell bound. I jumped on
the bed and covered myself
with the blanket. Trust him,
he ranted and ranted about
how unfair that was,
coming over to disturb the
living daylight out of me.
***
Richærd held my wa-ist from
behind, startling me. The
aroma in the kitchen was
so heavenly that even my
mouth  watered. After the
usual k-sses and greetings, I
turned to him, holding his
neck with my hands and
gazing up at him. He looked
round and round, trying to
determine what I was
preparing but I refused to
tell him. After an extensive
try, he gave up and took my
advice of sitting in the
sitting room and watching
TV. I smiled. He has no idea
what I had in store for him.

Tbc

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