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HIS WILL, MY WAY – GIFT ODION IRABOR (ep4)

EPISODE 4 NATHAN’S POV Why did it suddenly feel like his whole life now depended on finding a wife—no, a godly wife? “Where does this woman expect me to get a wife from? Not just any wife, but a godly one at that?” he muttered under his breath, pacing the length of his room. He had underestimated her—Mrs Vera Edochie, his mother. The plan had been simple: bring home one of his casual flings, stage a fake proposal, throw a little engagement soirée, and get her off his back. It would have worked. Should have worked. But Mama Vera wasn’t easily fooled. She had seen through the charade even before he could act it out. And, like the strategist she was, she’d swiftly added more impossible clauses to the will’s contract. She’d shut down his loopholes. Fast. Now, he was cornered. His brows knitted in frustration, forehead creased, jaw clenched. With one hand, he tugged at his hair, the weight of his situation pressing harder on his shoulders. He was stuck between two bru...

MY BABY HUSBAND - Episode 5

Episode 5  © Ayo Omolayo    I drove out of my company as soon as I was through with my tight schedule. My mentor had ended up telling me what she wanted to discuss with me cannot be discussed on phone. She arranged for me to meet with her by 12 noon. So I was driving out of the company.     Oga Silas, my company gateman, quickly opened the gate for me.    "Madam, are you the one driving?" He asked.    He's so good with English. I'm not too pompous anyway as to make friends with insignificant workers. I always greeted him whenever I drove in everyday.   I greet all my cleaners, company drivers, security men and engineers.    Greeting my gateman had made us compulsory friends.    "Yeah! I feel like driving myself today. How are you doing?"    "I'm fine! Thanks alot ma'am!"    "You're welcome!" I grinned.    For your information, Oga Silas is a born again child of God. That was one...

THE REVEREND'S SON - Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5 ©Opeyemi Akintunde As inspired by the LIVING WORD There was no car to move my brother to the nearest hospital, though in the real sense I could see that there was no life in him. I had the faith that if he got to the hospital, the doctors would do their magic or miracle of bringing him back to life, but no one was willing to help carry an obviously dead man on the first day of the year. I couldn't believe I was spending the early hours of my new year in a club with the dead body of my twin in my hands. I wanted to wake up from the scary dream. "Rayo, please pinch me. I want to wake up from this impossible dream" I said to Rayo... "I wish it's a dream" Rayo said as the tears kept flowing... "I have found a taxi for you" The Manager of the club said " Let's help you lift him into the car. He will take you to the nearest hospital" He added. I should have suspected they were disposing us. When we got to the hospital, we were de...

HIS WILL, MY WAY – GIFT ODION IRABOR - (ep3)

EPISODE 3 Carissa was stepping out of her department’s lecture theatre, chatting with a few of her coursemates, when she heard someone calling her name. She paused and glanced over her shoulder. The familiar voice belonged to none other than Gloria—Glow, as everyone fondly called her. Glow was Femi’s younger sister, and Femi happened to be best friends with her eldest brother, Gregory. “Hello, Glow!” Carissa called back, her face lighting up. “Are you a student here as well?” Carissa asked, her brows shooting up in surprise. The last she heard, Glow had been studying in the States. Meeting her here, of all places, was the last thing she expected. “I came back a few days ago,” Glow replied with a light chuckle. “But Uncle Femi said you wouldn’t be returning to Nigeria until you turned a new leaf. So… have you finally turned a new leaf?” Carissa teased, her curiosity piqued. She knew Glow too well. Glow had always been strong-willed—some would say stubborn, but not Ca...

MY BABY HUSBAND - Episode 4

Episode 4  © Ayo Omolayo     "Cris look at what you have done to yourself! Just take a good look at yourself!" I said in regret.    The phone kept ringing but I didn't have the courage to pick it up. I kept pouring out my tears, unable to answer my mentor.    I was still crying when Christopher roused himself up from the bed and tried to console me.    I didn't allow him touch me. I fought him like he was a deadly plague. I didn't allow his fingers touch me at all. I quickly dressed up as fast as I could and rushed out of the room immediately.    I was glad he didn't come after me. Would I have fallen for him again? I don't think so.  Not after the big mess I just got into.    I entered my car and asked the driver to start the car immediately and take me home. I wept all through the ride home.    "Lord I'm so sorry!" I kept saying over and over, like no amount of pleas could make him hear me out.  ...

THE REVEREND’S SON - Chapter 4

CHAPTER 4 ©Opeyemi Akintunde As inspired by the LIVING WORD I found myself walking away from my duty post and dialing Rayo's number. She picked up in a rush... "Hello Rayo! What kind of message is this on the first of January, What nonsense prank are you and my brother up to..." These and more were the words I wanted to spill out on Rayo, but her wailing and crying the moment she picked up, told me this was no prank. I could hear voices of young people shouting in the background... "Janet...Come...Henry is dying" Rayo said "What happened?" I asked shaking "Your Pastor's son ...stabbed him?" "Which Pastor's son? Are you talking about Ademide?" I asked still not getting the connection. My Twin brother; Henry was not a member of my church, infact he was not born again. While I spent my crossover in church, he spent his at a club. Ademide, though not in church was not someone who will spend crossover at a club... "I am on m...

HIS WILL, MY WAY – GIFT ODION IRABOR (ep2)

EPISODE 2 Meet Carissa Williams—the beautiful fourth child and the only daughter of Mr and Mrs Williams. Her three older brothers—Gregory, Gavin, and Gabriel—were all married and living in the States with their families. Her parents, both accomplished and now retired medical practitioners, had dedicated several decades to the medical profession. They owned multiple health facilities across the globe, so money was never a concern. Being their only daughter, Carissa was the heartbeat of the family. Her parents doted on her, even more than they did her brothers. They spared no effort in providing everything she needed to grow, thrive, and blossom. And Carissa never disappointed them. She grew up smart, well-behaved, humble, kind, and intelligent—qualities that made her deeply lovable and endeared her to many. Yet, despite being widely admired, Carissa remained deliberately selective in her friendships While donning her hairnet, Carissa walked to her bed and pi...