2018

CHO BA, PORTHARCOURT

,12:07 am

Wheeeeeeeezzzzz!!! The kettle continually made noise as though it inhabited the whole apartment. It had been a complete long old year and a long week and of course, Saturdays were definitely for relaxation. Andra Iloh, a beautiful and overly attractive, dark-skinned lady, walked towards the kitchen door, to turn off the cooker. It was, apparently, five days into the new year and there was no moment which proved to be as defining as this. Staring closely at the Prada Wall Clock which was hung on the wall of the sitting room and taking her mind on the most tiring journey of the year. There she stood thinking about her life with her ex -lover, Diddy. He was a liar, the devil's advocate and twin, a sex addict and a chronic womanizer. Life has shown its terrible colors at her, making her want to end her dealings with it, she on several occasions has attempted taking her life.

She had always wanted finding true love, having the right man sleep beside her all night, spanking her soft backside during sex. But it had always been wrong all the time, Fortune had never spelled right all her life. To make real matters worse, her mother always came up with 'mind-blowing' suggestions which made her almost renounce her relationship with her. On countless occasions, she had advised her to meet different 'men of God' who only proved to be surfaced religious. On an attempt to cast the spirit of rejection, the man had tried fondling her breasts, the other requested for an urgent all -night which later turned out to be a horny one. He slept with her. Although he was good in bed and had the best dick size ever, coupled with fascinating sex positions, she ever regretted all those horrible experiences afterwards. But, her mother was still persistent on the issue, always bringing up the same excuses all the time. “You just need to see that man of God. He is a powerful man of God, and he could unravel the mysteries and also forestall the solutions to your relationship failures. I cannot be alive forever, and You know I would In all my lifetime want the best for you, Inasmuch as I want to carry my .....you know…my grandchildren.” These statements always ended with an unpleasant round of crocodile tears and a loud shout that meddled with the rhythm of her ear drums.

She needed to claim the award for the best-supporting actress In the movies of her life and never a day had she humbly owned up to any flaw caused by her, a d the terrible things she had done. It has been from one herbalist to the other,, and she had made her visit all the state searching for answers. As she thought of all these, she was interrupted by the unending loud noise from the cooker. “Arrrrrrrrgh !"she yelled as she hurriedly turned it off. Her life had been a mess, and she definitely needed to have a factory reset. Was it that easy? Would she be able to forget all that had happened in the last months in a jiffy? She turned around the kitchen and shook her head in disgust. There had never been a day without a fault in the kitchen. She sluggishly climbed upstairs and headed towards her room.

7:am

It was the Alarm Clock again. She wasn't in the church mass, but this tune always kept her off her sleep -The hallelujah tune that the alarm sang every Sunday. Of course, it was another beautiful Sunday, and it was about time she went to mass. Mama had always been hell-bent on her regular church attendance, which revolved around her singleness. Today for her was different. She felt much better. It has been days turned into weeks since she last had a seven-hour sleep . Scrambling for her bath shoes, she rushshed to take her bath. Rushing in and out of the bathroom and finding a suitable pair of shoes to match her dresses were her Sunday routines. She would be late again, and it would look pretty worse since it was the first Sunday of the year, and she made up her mind never to take chances. After five minutes of placing the room in some form of disagreement, She quickly took her car keys and headed straight to the door. Yes, She wouldn't be Andra if She doesn't leave an Item behind, and that was her scarf. It has never been a part of her, but she was Catholic, and she needed to tie it during mass. She looked at her gold wristwatch, and it was almost fifteen minutes to the long-awaited first Sunday Mass of the year. It was definitely the grand opening of the year, and it wasn't really a bad time, although late to walk through the door of a new-year resolution. She had to take her mind off from all that has happened , and of course, the fact that she had lots of Sex with her ex-lover. He had at one time been a sex monger, hence making her live the last week's of the year in perpetual fantasy. All that filled her mind was Diddy ,his looks, his organ, how she sucked it hard until he moans loudly and how often he plays with her clits. His sex styles were astonishing, he practically sets her soul on fire, and they've tried to resist themselves, all to no avail. For as much as Diddy was the devil himself, she still cherished these memories together. Biting her lower lip and almost squeezing her breast in quest for immediate satisfaction, she was interrupted by the honing from the car behind. "What the hell are you thinking about, Madam? I just hope you haven't forgotten your life at the mercy of the devil, or don't you know you are driving a car on the highway? These female learners self. Once they are gifted with cars, they forget that they were not given the roads to control. It's a pity that most of them don't know how to drive! Mtchewwwww! The driver stated angrily, hissed and drove off. She actually felt sober. Of course, this car which was gotten by Diddy won't be used to take someone's life. "Today can't be a good day to be a murderer " . She muttered to herself and quickly apologized to the man her car almost killed . "Phewweew! Thank you, Jesus” she said and continued driving.

8am

For the Father, the son and the Holy Spirit! The priest prayed out and the congregation, in the spirit of the new year, echoed Amen!! As though their lives were going to end that day. After an interesting praise ministration , of course the priest ,in his usual outfit, a flowing robe returned to the pulpit to give a sermon "praise God!! I welcome you all today and I hope you all know that this new year had begun in a grand style?" The priest ended his lines with this question, and it was followed almost immediately by echoes of “Yes Father” which filled the entire church. Although he spoke loudly, Andra could only but filter his words. He continued with his sermon” 'You definitely need to have your lives planned out this year. You do not have to bear the burdens of last year and appraise your every form of dissatisfaction you felt inside, you have to let go of the past, and move on towards the future. No matter how important those memories were to you, you just need to always remember that you can lay all of that at the feet of the Lord.'

The entire church backed the words with noises of 'Yes Sir' and a dozen round of applause. He spoke for a while and then pursued until the close of the mass. All she could think about was the fact that she haven't left Daddy off her mind completely, and that his memories still beclouded her thoughts. She was still amazed that even after a breakup, her relationship with him still conjured itself, though she was far from him. She never had an idea of how Diddy still felt about her and the whole situation, but what really mattered to her were their moments together. It wasn't easy to forget him all of a sudden, it was indeed the hardest things so far.

Diddy at a point was the most handsome, gorgeous, ever humble, Down to earth, and whatever description of him she had in mind at every point. Sh placed her relationship with Diddy in a high degree of trust , and if she could ,would replace Henry for Diddy as her first love. There was never a There was never a reason to be skeptical about him in any way. He wore an innocent look blinded her with his smiles, which she finally described coldly as 'sugar faced' coupled with his lips that she could kiss all day. Their moments together were considered priceless among people who knew them, and if only she knew he was acting a script, she would have taken the center stage and cut him off even before she fell deeply for him.

10:00 am

As a these thoughts rallied about her, She heard a noise which made her feel as though she were not In church, It was made by a woman who ushered the newly wedded couple for the marriage blessings, turning around and seeing the bride in all her glory, beads of sweat arranged themselves on her forehead and her eyes suddenly became teary. They looked perfect together,, and she just wished she was the one. Having always prayed for a moment as this, she was still sad because when she felt she had found the right man, it still seemed as though she wasn't ready yet.