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I And Ogechi (chapter five)

EPISODE 5
I got really nervous as the gap between our faces reduced
to three inches. I saw this willingness in her eyes that
made my eyelids want to hug each other as the motion
continued. But out of nervousness, my left hand, which
rested on the table between us mistakenly hit the glass of
malt that was in front of me and it spilled all over the table.
Immediately, we retreated to our normal positions, and the
drink that had spilled on the table became the talk of the
moment till we left.
Next morning belonged to a Monday, and I was up and
prepared to leave for work while she was to leave for
school. Ogechi was a first year student of Creative Arts in
the University Of Nigeria. We bade each other goodbye and
left to our different destinations. Before we left, she smiled
at me and said; I enjoyed your music. It’s really nice. More
grease to your elbow. Thank you, I said, and we left.
Sometime later, Ogechi suggested to me that instead of
continuing my education at IMT, where I obtained my ND
certificate, I should apply for direct entry at UNN and
continue there. I told her I didn’t want to spend more than
two years in any higher institution, explaining to her how
long Ive spent already after obtaining my ND. She went
ahead to explain to me that if I’m taken into UNN via direct
entry, I’ll start from year two and will only have to spend
three years. Isn’t it better to spend three years to get a
university degree than two years to get an H.N.D,
considering the fact that more value is placed on a
university degree? She tried to make me see reasons with
her. After many arguments, I consented, not really because
of the B.A and H.N.D thing, but because I was going to
become her course mate if I did. I studied Communication
Arts at IMT, and would be admitted into the department of
Creative Arts at UNN with the necessary steps taken. I had
grown so fond of her that I didn’t want to be apart from her
when I finally left her house. And talking about leaving her
house, I was to leave after two months. But this is the
third month since I moved in. She hadn’t said anything
about me leaving. Seems like she had also gotten to love
my company so much that she didn’t want me to leave
again, plus, I was really of good behavior. On the other
hand, I didn’t want to leave because I wouldn’t get the kind
of treatment she was giving me anywhere else. There was
another reason why I didn’t want to leave, but I hadn’t
figured out what that reason was. I just knew there was. All
the same, I knew I was going to leave some day, hence the
suggestion she brought up ensured that our worlds never
went apart after I left. Ogechi got so concerned about the
low state of my finances and offered to borrow me some
money to start up any business of my choosing, so long as
I promised to make refund on a promised date. I agreed to
that, and got N100,000 from her, which she gave
cheerfully. She really trusted me. I added that to what I had
saved up and invested it in FOREX business. From then, the
mornings met me in front of my laptop, and nights left me
still trying to make some profit out of the stock market.
The time I spent conversing with Ogechi reduced, we didn’t
hang out often again, we rarely came together except we
wanted to have a meal together, which we always did. I just
had to make enough profit to repay her on time and also
have enough left for me to become a big boy. After
countless sleepless nights, I started making profit from the
FOREX business and soon enough, I hit my initial mark and
repaid Ogechi. Then my approach towards the business
intensified.
It wasn’t quite long before Ogechi’s elder brother who
graduated from UNN called in and announced his coming
over to Enugu in three weeks for his clearance and some
other things he needed to do before going for Youth
Service. Ogechi was dull after the call. I asked why she
was dull and she told me. I had only three weeks to get my
own apartment and leave before her brother came in. Of
cause everything was now okay financially. All I had to do
was to find a good apartment for myself. I started my
search for a house and found one after nearly two weeks. I
paid for it and moved in without even furnishing it. My
plans was to furnish it little by little after moving in
because I didn’t want to spend more time at Ogechi’s
house in case her brother decided to hasten his journey
down to Enugu. Ogechi accompanied me down to my
apartment on the day I moved in. The apartment was
virtually empty. The only things that could be found in there
were the ceiling fan, the carpet, wall hanger and the
mattress. These were the first of the items I bought for the
apartment after I paid for it. We both sat on my bed
watching a movie (love don’t cost a thing) with my laptop. It
was about after 8pm when she asked me to see her off. I
urged her to stay a little longer. By precisely 9:30pm when
she was about to leave, the cloud changed. It was definitely
going to rain. She had to pick a cab or board a bus before
the rain started. We both went outside and waited for the
next available bus or cab. Seemed like the bus and cab
drivers also wanted to hurry home to avoid being caught up
in the midst of a heavy out pour. We still waited for a driver
that probably was still willing to do a little business before
retiring for the day. Then suddenly, the skies gave way to
volume of water it held and it met us right there.
Apparently, there was no way she was going to get a cab or
bus to take her back home that night. The only option we
had left was to head back to my apartment, and we did. We
started running back home, but before we reached my
house we had already been soaked by the rain because my
house was some distance away from the tarred road. We
stopped at the veranda and waited for some water to drain
off our cloths before getting inside the house to avoid
messing up the carpet. I took off my shirt and trouser and
hung them on the burglary proof. I was left putting on boxer
and singlet. I turned and looked at her, and she asked;
what? You expect me to do that too? I’ll do that in the
bathroom, she said. We went in afterwards and she hit the
bathroom to dry herself up and all that. I heard her call my
name from inside the bathroom. I answered and she asked
me to get her something to change to. I had no girl cloths
whatsoever, so I brought an oversize t-shirt that was given
to me by my father and handed it over to a hand belonging
to a body which hid right behind the door of the bathroom.
Some minutes later, she came out of the bathroom with her
hair loosed and scattered. The t-shirt swallowed her but
was a little bit above her knee level. I also got into the
bathroom to get refreshed. On getting in there I noticed
something. Not only did I see her dress hanging in there,
her under garments were as well. She had nothing on
except the oversize t-shirt I gave to her. On realizing that,
my heartbeat increased. I had promised to be of good
behavior, and I definitely was while at her house. This was
my house for crying out loud. Does that promise still stand?
Many negative thoughts crossed my mind. The more I tried
to dismiss it, the stronger it got. Then it became like Satan
himself had sent me a voice message from the depth of
hades when what I refer to as; ‘THE STRANGE VOICE OF A
DECEITFUL THOUGHT’ crossed my mind. This is the voice I
heard in my head;
When the time comes, you will stop,
For now, you can go ahead and sin.
Even God knows you will flop,
So just keep the mess from being seen.
These sins take long to fill a cup,
So fear not God’s judgment, His mercy will always win.
If you fall today, God knows there were times when you
were up,
So don’t panic, soon, you’ll again be clean.
Come on; take some time out from the top,
She eagerly awaits your arrival at her in-between.
It’s been forever, since anyone went there to shop,
So hurry! She’s already high on dry gin.
She wants to be harvested like a wild crop,
Ha-ha, don’t be amazed, it’s a thing in her gene.
Play her like hip-hop,
Forget the saying that God watches you like a TV screen.
After that finished playing in my mind, I rushed out of the
bathroom with an attitude of determination and met her
lying on the bed and scanning through the songs in my
laptop’s music library. She noticed my unusual manner, sat
up and stared at me confused while a song was still playing
from the laptop. The look on her face showed that she
perceived something strange about me. But she neither
asked nor said anything. Instead she lay back on the bed
like one who ran out of defensive measures, surrendering to
an opponent that couldn’t be defeated. That action of hers
provoked a powerful response from my body system and……,
To be continued.

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I And Ogechi (chapter four)
Updated: October 13, 2016 — 5:45 pm
  1. Nice one Ozila!float us with more update.

  2. Gud wrk bro….i knw it ain’t dat easy more greese to ur elbow…..keep it up bro…keep d updates flowin

  3. Nice Work Bro,i Nid The Complete Update Of I And Ogechi Pls

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