Gift episode 23
was so famished and I earlier took drug
to flushed out that poverty infected spe-rm
in me after the romp in the incomplete
building, I asked of the kitchen and Israel
pointed to a complete mud house in the
compound. The one he lived is a mud
house but it was cemented, somehow
manageable, this kitchen is total mud.
I opened the kitchen door and it sung
a horror song, the moment light rays fell
into the small room with all kinds of black
pots and w€tin be that sef? Village properties
everywhere, the thing tire me oh! Two
huge rats ran out from their poverty stricken
holes and ran across the room, one went
horizontal while one ran vertical. Their
two jammed and had little discussions
before disappearing to were poverty has
brought them from. I did a cross sign before
I approached to pick-up a pot, immediately
I opened it a big rat surfaced. I screamed
and I thought I flee out of the rats kingdom,
see yawa everywhere. I told Israel about
it and he promised to hunt them tomorrow,
that it was already late. I told him am
very hungry, he said I shouldn’t worry
that he is going to get me something to
eat. He took his bicycle and went, the place
looked so scary like hell. So many trees
and birds are not making the place easy
for me, I just dey look around if I no go
see snake. Which kind thing be this na?
Israel came back with plate covered and
he gave me, I opened it and saw fufu with
Ice fish head only, the soup oh! Gosh!
Me: na which kind soup be this na?
Israel: sweetheart, manage it. Tomorrow, I go buy things put for house.
Me: hope say this your tomorrow no go be your motto oh.
Just then a woman or lady, the way she
wear her wrapper sef tire me.
Israel: aunty, good evening.
Me: ma, good evening.
Aunty: Israel, you don drop the car? tomorrow you go go cut my farm.
Israel: I don park am since, that one no be problem. I don sharp my matchet for am.
Me: which car?
Israel: she wan dash me car, but I no wan collect.
Aunty: na this your City wife be this?
Israel: yes, Aunty. Her name na Gift.
Aunty: eyaaa…! she fine well well oh.
Me: thank you.
Aunty: when you go come wash the clothes them?
Israel: I don wash them finish since afternoon.
dey happen for here? because I no understand
at all. The thing just tire me, their conversation
is fishy, something isn’t adding up. I asked
Israel about his parents and he said they
are late. That night Israel didn’t allow
my sugar-pot to rest, he was just smooching
me and pressing all over my body. He
offed my br-a and removed my pa-nt,
he fin-gered me so fast that I started breathing
heavily, he spread my legs and entered
with mommy and daddy style. He started
fu-cking me, ba-nging me so hard and
sweating on top of me. I was just mo-aning
grabbing the bedsheet that looked like
mat or w€tin sef? I spread legs wider
for him to go in deeper. He was just groa-ning
heavily as he pounded me very ha-rd,
He cu-mmed in me and we rested for
sometime. His di-ck got up suddenly, fear
catch me oh! He asked me to set like dog,
he knelt behind me and plunged his hard
big kulikuli inside my we-t sugar-pot. He
started fu-cking me again, pressing my
bre-asts from behind. Squashing and
pinching my hard ni-pples, pounding
fuc-king me so hard from behind without
resting. He cu-mmed again and we lay
on the bed, I was feeling sleepy and tired
and just then Israel started su-cking my
bre-asts. Fear catch me na only fu-ck
we godey fu-ck? no shopping? no even
feeding of each other? abi better food
nodey this house? no The Promise for
this Village? I asked him to stop but he
acted he didn’t listen and forcefully spread
my legs and entered. He started all over
again, ban-ging me till I couldn’t even
mo-an again, he cu-mmed and said we
will continue the next Morning. I think
say na joke oh, early Morning one hard
palm have clasped my round bre-asts
before I fit open my eyes finish, Israel
have started su-cking my ni-pples like
breakfast, I be wan push am away because
I was feeling terribly hungry. Before I look
his two fingers are in my sugar-pot, he
started fi-ngering me again. I don w€t
full em fingers, he entered and pounded
me one round again, he got tired and
out, he left very early I can hardly even
see someone far from me. That Aunty
Aunty: Kpaa! kpaaa! who dey house?
Me: aunty good morning, na me dey house.
Aunty: oh! Israel wife.
Me: *I no answer it sound like poverty wife* ehnn…
Aunty: na true say your papa get big house for City?
Me: yes, who tell you?
Aunt: na Israel. Hope say ona don dey do so that you go get belle?
Me: I no understand oh, do w€tin?
Aunt: forget, em don go my farm?
Me: I no know where em go, em commot before even fowl start to dey come down from all these trees.
Aunt: very hard working boy, I don go.
woman left and the compound was just
filled with leaves on the floor, and all those
stupid fowls have shit everywhere. Oh!
gosh! I hate dirty place like mad, I picked
up the inside broom that was older than
me and swept swept swept, that three
swept is needed gosh! See dirty everywhere
lizard shits and dirty, oh gosh! I nofit live
for this kind place oh. I used outside broom
and swept the compound, and the fowl
shi… Gift you have suffered oh, the most
painful thing was the plenty lizards hanging
on the wall. And those lizards looked like
they have not eaten or taken their bath
since they were born, ugly looking lizards.
Am still sixteen oh, who do me this kind
thing? I asked for my phone when Israel
returned and he said armed-robbers stole
it, I was so angry. I asked him of my school
and he recite his motto “Tomorrow” see
bondage, how I wan take escape?
Evening we ate garri and soup with fish,
the next morning garri and soup with fish
for breakfast. Who on Earth does that
apart from Israel, I complained to him
that the incessant eating of garri and
fish is making me sick. Abeg, no be w€tin
I dey eat for my Papa house oh, I cannot
come and kill myself. He promised to
buy goat with his usual motto “tomorrow”
Israel! Israel!! em no go better for you oh!
and anybody wey send you to do me this
kind thing. I nodey happy at all about w€tin
dey happen, after that pepper soup with
fish breakfast and garri. He asked me
to follow him to the farm, me wey never
even near bush before, Israel gave me
hoe to join him in the farm. As we just
dey go, I just dey ask myself w€tin I wan
do with this hoe sef? god of suffer free
me from your prison and I promised never
to return again, I just carried out all the
instructions that Israel gave me wrongly,
he flared up almost slapping me.
Israel: w€tin dey worry you sef? c’mmon ridge you no sabi make.
Me: I never come farm before na.
Israel: shut up your mouth! No talk when I dey talk, you be my mate ehnn?
Me: I gree say I no be your mate.
Israel: you still dey talk bah?
Me: no, sorry *this my mouth sha..*
Israel: you better do get belle oh, so that your papa go help us if not ehnn…
Me: I no understand Israel, w€tin you mean?
Israel: I mean say rich people dey marry rich people pikin, go house.
Me: make I drop the hoe for where?
Israel: for my head na, stupid girl. Drop am under that mango tree, you know the man wey dey sell goat?
Me: *I smile* yes, I know am.
Israel: go meet am, tell am say na me send you say later I go come carry the goat.
never knew that I was used for the price
of the goat until I got to the man’s house,
I told the man exactly what Israel told me
and the man asked me to follow him inside
his bedroom to select the goat, I confused
oh! I asked the man na inside bedroom
em keep the goat or w€tin? He claimed
the goat is there. The moment I went in,
he joined me locking the door and pulling
his agbada. I wore one of my dress like
that, isn’t body-hugging since I needed
that freedom in the farm. I come dey wonder
which goat I go select ’cause na bed and
locker wey I dey see around the room.
He came close with the short and his
pot-belle asking me to pull my clothes,
I refused to and the man descended on
me like a dog that was ho-rny for years
without releasing his heat, he ripped up my dress,
no smooching, nothing, not even fingering
sef to make me we-t. He just tore my pa-nt
and forcefully pushed my legs apart and
buried his fat hard kulikuli. He began pounding
me mercilessly, breathing like somebody
that will collapse any moment from now
on. I curled my legs around his waist for
him to thr-ust in deeper, and he just cu-mmed
like that, se*x wey never reach five minutes.
w€tin be the need wey em tear my dress
and my pa-nt, this people are mad. He started
praising my sugar-pot, that Israel was
right that am a very sweet girl. That I have
the best sugar-pot that he ever tasted
I went home weeping to report the rape
case to Israel, when he returned I didn’t
wait for him to settle. He came back with
a goat and tied it on a peer treet close to
Me: Israel, the man rape me.
Israel: how na?
Me: see my dress *I show him my dress, I refuse to pull it then* em tear and my pant.
Israel: em no satisfy you?
Me: I dey tell you say them rape me, you dey talk about satisfaction.
Israel: come make we enter inside.
Me: go do w€tin?
scooped me off from my feet and took
me in, he tore the dress he can’t afford
completely and drove in with his hard
kulikuli. Hanging one of my leg on his shoulder,
as he powered in and out of my we-t sugar-pot
mixed with that goat man’s spe-rm. How
come someone that claimed to love me
have se-x with me after a man has just
raped me? He was breathing heavily and
sweating, rocking his waist back and front
shoving his hard kulikuli in and out of
my we-t hole. I was just mo-aning as he
ba-nged me harder and faster, he clasped
my left bre-ast squashing and pressing
it. He cried out slamming in deeper as he
deposited his spe-rm in me, he rolled
away and caught his breathe later. He promised
to cook sweet okro soup with the goat,
that he has brought a lot of okro home.
I was silent thinking of a way to escape,
I took my bath and took the drug that I
came with, the goat-man started disturbing
Israel to send me to his house but he
refused telling him the goat he gave to
him hasn’t yet finished. The goat man
started disturbing me to jilt Israel, that
he is a broke ass fool that I should come
to him that he is rich. Israel caught him
and both of them fought, me I just run
go house go sleep. Israel came back and
almost beat hell out of me, warning me
to stay away from the goat-man. I needed
money to get out of here, who will give
me the money to escape from this dungeon,
Ofcourse the goat-man.
Elder say a child who thinks he knows
what his or her parents knew is a dog
that barked at its owner.