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Blaze Of Retributive Justice Episode 4

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One evening, Asad and I went for dinner with his friends, I was pleased to see their startled expression when they saw me, my face had that effect on people, the men looked at me lustily and the women with great envy.

I was used to it, getting all the attention. They talked on frivolous issues, whenever I felt what they were saying was out of place, I made them know perhaps not too subtlety because many hearts were broken, a girl named Sasha was all over my hair and face, I could see tension lines on Asad’s face as I tried avoiding her.

‘What’s the secret, you must tell me.’ She said over and over again.

‘There’s no secret.’ I said.

‘ there must be.’ She insisted.

‘Well its genetic.’ I said trying to put her off.

‘There must be some cream or enhancing vitamins.’ She said, waving her hands.

‘Why don’t you visit a drug store then.’ I said.

‘May be I might.’ She added dismissively, but I was not the person you dismissed, I always have the last word.

‘You know, no matter the amount of polish, a sow’s skin can never be turned to silk.’ I said with a sly smile.

‘What’s a sow?’ She asked, with a confused look.

‘A female pig.’

Her face turned to stone, I felt Asad’s grip tightened on my arm and when I looked at him his handsome face was contorted, and had about 36 shades of red. He excused us and we left.

While driving me home in his silver Cadillac, silence engulfed us, he concentrated so much on the steering wheel his knuckles were showing. When he got into the driveway, he turned off the ignition and looked at me.

‘Did you have to compare her to a pig.’ He asked.

‘Excuse me!.’I said truly surprised because I was not used to being questioned.

‘Did you have to be so rude to them.’

I was stunned beyond words that Asad was talking to me like that, I just stared.

‘Well they had it coming.’ I finally said, turning away from his piercing gaze.

‘And the lady, she asked for it and what I told her was the truth.’

Asad sighed got out of the car walked over around and opened the door for me, he accompanied me the door said good night and left like everything was alright.

Since Asad and I began dating, he’d send me a good morning text and a prayer reminder then later he’d call around 12pm when I was fully awake. But since the the day of the incident, he had neither called nor texted, and I was getting anxious, I’d gaze at my phone expectantly, but he never called.

After 2 days my phone rang, it was him but of course I didn’t pick until after a hundred missed calls, he gave up and sent a text instead, still I didn’t reply, he sent many more asking what he did. Later that night he came over, with artificial flowers and an apology note.

After some days our wedding was fixed, Mama traveled to Germany, UK and US to shop for herself for my wedding.

Sarah and Nadia my friend accompanied me to Dubai, UK, France and South Africa to shop.

Soon the day arrived and I had already done my body cleansing, waxing and every possible treatment, my mother invited “Dillaliya” a lady that was to teach me many ways to please a man that he would make him lose his mind. Indeed it was like a private tutoring, she said and demonstrated such obscene things I was terrified. she gave me substances and instructions on how to use them. I wondered why I had to use it, I was beautiful, educated and very sensual. My gaze alone can send any man into reverie.

After the makeover my hands and feet were decorated with henna. My things and the things I bought were moved from Baba’s 30 Bedroom, 3 storey mansion in Maitama to Asad’s 10 bedroom duplex in Jabi. Mama complained that it was too small, it was ironical as Mama herself must have lived in cramped flat before getting married to Baba.

‘Only ten rooms, where will the workers stay, we are sending her with 10 servants.’ She said to Asad when she went for inspection together with me.

‘There is a servant’s quarters downstairs.’ He answered.

What about when you have kids.’ She asked again.

‘We’ll cross that bridge when we get there.’ Asad said icily. She kept on criticizing everything from the kitchen cabinet to the Jacuzzi even the window panes.

Soon the day arrived and Asad and I got married gallantly in the city of Abuja, it was an extravagant and lavish wedding, Asad paid a dowry of 2 million cash on my head and gold and diamond worth over 5 million was also given. Baba cried when I was leaving, it was so emotional I had to cry too, I received many hugs as I entered the limousine that conveyed me, my train and lots of my Family members to Nnamdi Azikiwe airport, where a chartered plane took us to kano Asad’s hometown. There more festivities followed. We were splashed on the cover of every magazine and featured on many news and entertainment channels.

Nadia was my maid of honor, am rest assured she made a fortune as weeks later she bought a car.

After the wedding Asad and I left for our honeymoon, I took ladi with me, we visited 5 countries UK, US, India, Japan I read a book on Kyoto in Japan so I added it to our list. And finally we ended up in Dubai, Baba had booked a 2 night stay in Burj al Arab the only seven star hotel in the world on its own man made island.On this trip I fell in love with Asad all over again.

After 6 six weeks we returned back to Nigeria, Asad resumed work immediately and I was left alone in the house, the servants stayed their quaters. for the first time I noticed how big the house was in contrast to what Mama said. I walked into As ad’s walking closet, it was a marvelous sight, it was color and design sensitive, shirts with strips were on a roll different from plain ones, colors started from dull to bright, his shoes were aranged in a manner I was left guessing.

I checked out his book shelf, it was marvelous, I was stunned to see it in DDS only, I have that only in libraries. later Asad added my books and a rack for my magazine collections. I roamed around the house and noticed a left wing, we hadn’t explored that area with mama. I called one of the maids I met there and she told me no ever uses there.

My life comprised of attending parties or throwing them, dressing up and following dillaliya’s advice both day and night, I avoided the substances though but her tricks worked magic even with a newbie like me.

Most times I left the room scattered and Asad would arrange it, he’d warn me severally to stop messing things up, but I took no correction, I always relied on ladi for my personal chores.

Asad was super romantic despite my shortcomings, he brought home artificial flowers, perfumes, sexy lingerie and occasionally jewelry, but it never occurred to me to give a return gift. Once Asad bought me a set of emerald jewelry. The emeralds were so small compared to the one Baba gifted me. So I said.
‘The design is beautiful.’ He smiled and came to help me fasten it on my neck.
‘But the stones are so tiny you’ve to squint your eyes to see them.’
His hands paused, then continued to fasten. He gave no compliments that day.

My love for Asad grew more every time I saw him, he was just so handsome, courteous and loving, what ever I wanted Asad gave. I never knew he had violence in him until I had a tiff with his sister.

Sanam is Asad’s step sister, but he adored her very much and the feeling was mutual. When she returned from Cepu from studying medicine as a full fledged doctor her beloved brother was the one she wanted to share her happiness with, that resulted in her coming to stay at our place, I didn’t have a problem with that, I actually felt lonely most times.

As far as Sanam stayed in her room and didn’t come to me everything will be alright, but she kept troubling me, I didn’t know how to tolerate insolence. Sanam worked, that was a bit strange to me as no lady in my family worked, we were all educated but never worked, the men in our family worked.

I was going to attend my friend Aliyah’s welcome party, I saw Sanam taking pictures posing on my Ferrari, I could not believe what my eyes were seeing.
‘What are you doing?’ I asked furiously.
‘Taking pictures.’ She said honestly.
‘Do you want to scratch my car.’

I was crazy, ‘don’t ever do that again, is that what you were taught in your in your med school, to sit on Ferrari’s you don’t own take pictures.’I hissed got into my car, and drove off.
That night Asad asked why I insulted his sister because of a car,
‘It’s not just a car, its a Ferrari.’ I said.

‘why are you so uptight, why are you so arrogant?’ He asked looking at me with disgust.
‘And why are you a freakish fag, always cleaning, are you gay?’ I said back looking back at him with contempt.
He slapped me hard, his fingers made a mark on my face, he tried leaving the room to sleep elsewhere.
But I grabbed at him an called him names for slapping me, he got angry and gave me a good bashing.
That night when he left the room, I called Ladi to pack my things and I left for my father’s house.

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Deeper Life School Saga: Accused Student Shares His Side Of The Story

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The Trending Deeper Life School Saga, Shalom Omoniyi, one of the students who allegedly bullied Don-Davis Archibong at the Deeper Life High School, Uyo, Akwa Ibom State, has spoken up about the incident.

Recall, Don-Davis alleged on Facebook Live that senior students of the school, including Shalom and one Ola, assaulted him severally while he was in their hostel.

He also claimed that he couldn’t report to the school authorities because the senior students threatened to kill him if he reported them.

However, in an interview with Vanguard, Omoniyi, a 13-year-old Senior School 1 student from Ekiti State, said their boarding master, Nseabasi Joseph, only asked him and Ola to help Don-Davis learn how to keep himself clean.

Shalom said Joseph only gave him the task because Don-Davis was his bunkmate for two weeks.

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He said,

“Don-Davis was my bunkmate. I resumed at the school on November 1, 2020, to meet him as my bunkmate. But I was told that he was removed from the Junior Students Hostel and put in the Senior Students Hostel because the boarding master of junior school, Mr Akpan, was sick.

“We (Ola and I) did not bully him. I did not molest him. The boarding master, Joseph Nseabasi, asked us to make sure he was always clean because when he pooped or peed on himself, he didn’t clean up. And when he smelled, and we asked him if he defecated, he would say no.

“But when we asked him to pull down his boxers and bend down, we would discover that he defecated without cleaning his anus. We would now ask him to go and take his bath or clean himself. And when we noticed that his clothes were smelling, we would tell him to go and wash the clothes, but he would refuse. Instead, he would go and put the smelly clothes in his cupboard.”

The accused minor also said Don-Davis was moved back to the Junior Students Hostel when Akpan returned before the end of the term on December 19, 2020.

He also said that Don-Davis might have been angry that they (he and Ola) didn’t do the things the boarding master, Akpan, was doing for him before he fell ill, noting, “Mr Akpan used to wash his clothes, bathe him. He also helped him to brush his teeth.

“Mr Akpan returned to School before school closed on December 19, 2020. When he returned, Don-Davis was also moved back to his former hostel. He was moved to the Senior Students Hostel because when Mr Akpan was sick, the Junior Students Hostel did not have a boarding master. He was moved out of our hostel on November 15.”

Omoniyi also said a female nurse used to come at 6:30 am to give Don-Davis drugs every day on an empty stomach.

Asked if the School punished him and Ola for allegedly bullying and molesting Don-Davis, Omoniyi said he was never punished.

“Don-Davis reported us to the school principal, (Mrs Ndidi Solomon, already suspended) that Ola and I bullied him. The principal invited us to her office and told us that she was going to punish us. Even when we tried to explain things to her, she refused to listen. But she did not punish us.”

Father to the accused student, Olusegun Omoniyi, said his son has been admitted into the school from JSS1, and that he never received any bad report from the school about any misconduct on the part of his son.

He said he was therefore surprised when Don-Davis mentioned his son’s name in the matter.

He explained that even when the school principal, Ndidi Solomon, contacted him, saying she was going to punish his son, he was not given details of the offence he was said to have committed.

He said, “So, when I saw the story and the alleged involvement of my son, I decided to call my son and ask him why he bullied and molested the boy, but he said he did not do such a thing.

“I cannot force my son to tell a lie. And I also allowed him to make a statement to the police last Thursday.

“I am not worried about anything because I believe that my son is telling the truth and I know the truth will prevail, no matter how long it takes. In fact, the whole story is too shallow for me to believe.”

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The Spiky Path (Joy And Her Wicked Dad) Episode 4

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The two girls were panting heavily … John who is chioma little brother was peeping through the window, the girls were quietly waiting for his response ,at long last he signed and nodded his head negatively,the Look of relief and peace came over their stance and face immediately as they both sat on the tattered carpet.

“That your father will not kill you and your mother” , chioma retorted angrily after the long silence ,Jonny bring us water please,joy told John who quickly left for the kitchen … “have told you to stop saying words like kill in from to their little boy”joy replied her friend after the boy had left.

Chioma hissed and shouted in anger “but your father will end up killing you if you don’t implement our plan fast!”,joy was too tired and in pain to argue with her friend,she remembered her mother and got tears started rushing out of her eyes.

Chioma noticed and quickly stood up to hug her friend .. “am sorry for shouting at you,but I just feel the pain too
and I can’t take it anymore,it’s unbearable for me as well”,joy looked up at her loving friend and hugged her back, “I don’t know why you love me like this chioma,thank you for standing up and fighting for me everytime,one would think we are sisters”chioma froze at joys word but quickly smiled…. “let me get you food to eat and don’t even think of going to that house this night,okay!”.

Joy smiled and looked away because she knew she would be going home soon,she can’t leave her sweet mother in the hands of her beastlike father,he will use up all his anger and frustration on the poor woman , “I don’t know if being a doctor is by force,I already agreed to go to school,even up to university ooo,but I want to follow my dream of
being a dancer,why won’t he let me !” Joy lamented talking to no one in particular as chioma has left for the kitchen.

John came out with the water not quite long,joy quickly clean her tears face and faked a smile for the 5 years old boy,he is too young to see the brutality and sadness of life,joy would always tell chioma ….. “Jonny what took you so long” joy asked with her fake smile , “I was boiling the water for you,I will help you massage your body with it too,all your face and body are swollen”the little boy replied with a sad face and shakey voice.

Joy couldn’t hold back her tears this time she rushed to hug him and burst into tears,the boy also joined her in crying and they stayed like that until chioma cane to let them both,they ate and slept.

“You are time of sneaking around joy… where are you going to?”It was chioma that asked,she put on the lantern and caught joy by her sweaty and bloody gown,joy smiled and sat down back … “and you are tons of catching me whenever I want to sneak from your house,even my father doesn’t catch me like you do”the two girls burst into a long laughter at joys response.

“I need to go home,my father will not allow my mother to sleep if I don’t go home tonight,he will bully her and am scared,you know how her health is,chioma looked worried at once and stood up almost immediately,”I will escorting yo your gate,this is past 11 in the night” … joy smiled and hugged her friend or rather angel in human form.

The two girls walked side by side in the darkness to joys house,as they approach the house joy fear increased and chioma anger increased, “we really need to implement our plan as fast as possible”she said to joy with NG we visible in her voice ,joy oretended not to hear,chioma plan involve leaving her mum and she will not stand for it,she loves her mother too much to abandon her with her crazy father.

Chioma knew joy ignored her intentionally as she has always avoided the topic,she signed and kept quiet.

At last they got to the house and chioma said her goodbyes, “we will see in school tomorrow” chioma said to her friend ,joy smile sadly and responded sadly .. “that’s if am still alive and able to walk” and with that the two girls went their separate ways.

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The Spiky Path (Joy And Her Wicked Dad) Episode 3

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Joy couldn’t stand there to recieve any more whiplash,her father had been whipping her for the past ten minute and he doesn’t seems to be tired,infact the whipping was becoming tougher and firmer,she removed her slippers and took to her heels,immediately her father saw what was happening he also removed his slippers and started running after her,it was a sight to behold .

They were running like mad cat and rat and everyone was looking at them,chioma was also running after them shouting at the top of her voice for people to interfere but no one paid any attention to her , Joy was crying in pain and running and her father was running after her,delivering whiplash on her body anytime he gets the chance.

Joy looked back and saw chioma running after them and quickly remembered their plan B,plan A was to go home with him and recieve her usuals cane and plan B was to run to chioma house of plan A fails and now that plan A has failed because her father didn’t take her home as usual,he started beating her from the spot,it’s time to execute plan B.

Joy looked back again and made a funny sound,her friend quickly made a U turn and passed another road,to joy father he thought she had given up running after them, “bastard child… she want to influence my daughter negatively,always staying back to support her,run naw… I thought you can run,are you tired”,he shouted after chioma retreating figure.

Unknown to him that it was a mere distraction to help joy escape,he looked front to continue chasing his daughter home with the cane because he knows that she won’t go home easily without cane.

But to his astonishment and surprise he didn’t see her in front of him,his head almost exploded,after all the running and madness on the street,he had just destroyed a part of his reputation,everyone saw him when he was running like a mad goat on the street,he had never beaten joy in front of people apart from her mother and neighbors before but he decided to do that so as to instill fear in her heart just like he had done to her mother.

But at the end of the day she had made a fool and mockery of him all in the name of her stupid dance,joy father thought in pain and never to himself .

He stopped running and started walking home slowly,he would go and vent his anger in his wife that way he would be able to breathe and she would tell her daughter the story when she comes back home.

Joy mother was in the backyard peeling yam for dinner when she heard her husband voice,although he was shouting but she’s used to it already so she doesn’t see it as shouting,when does he talk with his normal voice,he is always roaring and shouting to make his point clear.

He was calling for her so she quickly dropped the knife and rushed to answer him,she almost stepped on the knife in a haste to get to him quickly.

As she turned to enter their small parlor she was met with a hot and blinding slap,she stumbled and fell on a nearby chair,she didn’t make any sound due to the fear of annoying him the more,she quickly jumped up and tied her wrapper very well,she already knows what is coming next and just like that he pounced on her and started throwing punches and blow on the poor woman.

She didn’t want to shout so the neighbors won’t hear their shout which will only intensify his anger so she took the beating like a good child and made only small noises whenever the pain was unbearable.

It went on like that for about twenty minute and when he was tired and spent he sludge to the chair beside him and sat down panting like a lion,get me my food stupid woman.

I will kill the both of you! He roared,joy mother was in pain but she quickly stood up and walked slowly to the kitchen to prepare his dinner,she knew he was venting his anger on her… she was scared for her daughter, “I wonder what he has done to the poor girl” she lamented to her self as she continue with her cooking.

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