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    ItzprinceItzprince
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    Tobi, yhu momma do bring wife for yhu o

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    Ride on

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    episode 52
    Abena’s brain stopped working for that
    moment. Then slowly, she started to
    process what Tobi had said.
    Mama.
    Oh shit.
    It was Tobi’s mother. She didn’t plan for
    that at all. The elderly woman gave her a
    scrutinizing gaze, and Abena wondered why
    she didn’t wear something nicer than
    leggings and an oversized shirt.
    “Isn’t this my son’s house? Since when do I
    have to let you know before I come?” She
    heard Mama’s velvety voice. Tobi just rolled
    his eyes still smiling.
    Did he not understand the situation?
    “Omo mi. Who is this girl?” She asked, still
    standing outside the door, looking at Abena,
    or rather, at Abena’s stomach.
    Tobi shifted uncomfortably from one foot to
    the other. “Oh. Mama. This is Abena, she’s
    my… friend ?”
    Then suddenly a broad smile lit up on his
    face, he slung his arm around Abena’s
    shoulder before she could protest.
    “And she’s pregnant with my baby.”
    Mama’s scrutinizing scowl was suddenly
    replaced with a warm smile and an excited
    squeal.
    “Why didn’t you say so? Oh, my daughter,
    welcome to the family.” Mama said pulling
    Abena into a warm but uncomfortable hug.
    “Sarah, go and wait for me in the car.” She
    said to the chubby woman she had brought,
    who scowled and left.
    “Mama. Who was that?” Tobi asked, a
    mischievous smile playing on his lips.
    “Oh. Just one girl I was trying to set you up
    with. But who knew that my son would
    finally listen to me, and she’s so beautiful.”
    Mama laughed sitting down and pulling
    Abena with her.
    “My daughter, were you cooking? You
    shouldn’t stress yourself, let Tobi do that for
    you.” Abena nodded and looking at Tobi
    giving him a look that said, ‘I’m going to get
    you for this.’
    “Abena. That’s not Yoruba. What kind of
    name is that?” Mama asked.
    “It’s Ghanaian ma. My mother was Ghanaian
    but my father was from Osun State.” Abena
    explained.
    “Ohh. So where are your parents now?”
    “They passed away a long time ago.” Abena
    said quietly.
    “Oh, well that’s sad. But I can be your
    mother now, okay?”
    Abena felt a pang of guilt as she nodded her
    head. Sure, his mother was overwhelming,
    but she didnt deserve the lies they were
    telling.
    “Mama, let me check what I’m cooking and
    get you something to drink.” Abena said,
    standing up quickly.
    “Okay. Tobi, follow her. You better be taking
    care of her oh! I can finally have a daughter-
    in-law and a grandchild, so you better
    behave and take care of her.” She pointed
    her finger at Tobi who just rolled his eyes.
    Grandchild, yes.
    Daughter-in-law, not exactly.
    “Mama. I know how to take care of a
    woman.” Tobi grumbled, and Abena laughed
    in spite of her anger.
    “I know. You didn’t even go to work today.
    Very surprising. I didn’t know you were
    capable of missing work for one day.” Mama
    teased.
    “Shayy, Mama. Him and that his work, ehn.”
    Abena added and Mama laughed.
    As Abena walked into the kitchen, she heard
    Mama tell Tobi, “She’s good for you.”
    As she turned off the gas, and got a pitcher
    of orange juice from the fridge, Tobi walked
    in grinning.

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    episode 53
    “You’re dead!” Abena hissed.
    “I didn’t know she was coming.” Tobi said,
    defending himself.
    “This isn’t part of the contract.” She pointed
    out, grabbing a glass cup.
    “Please. I’ll make it up to you.” He sighed.
    “I don’t like lying to people Tobi.” She put
    the pitcher and the cup on a tray.
    “What are you two still doing in there?” They
    heard Mama shout from the sitting room.
    “Coming!” Tobi called back. “Can’t you see
    how happy she is right now? Please, just
    help me keep her happy. For today.”
    Abena sighed in defeat, she picked up the
    tray and stomped on his foot as she walked
    back.
    “So Abena, how far along are you?” Mama
    asked, after taking a sip of her juice.
    “Five and a half ma.” Abena replied, averting
    her gaze.
    “Do you know the gender yet?”
    “We want to keep that a surprise.” Tobi said,
    still smiling.
    “Oh, I’m so happy. I haven’t seen Tobi like
    this in like, never!” Mama gushed. “Why
    didn’t you come and see me earlier?”
    “Mama, don’t mind him. I’ve been telling him
    that we ought to go and see you, but he’s
    always busy at work.” Abena said, the lies
    spilling out of her mouth effortlessly.
    “I understand. So you guys now did it
    without getting engaged or married?
    Children of nowadays ehn!” Mama joked.
    Abena choked on air while Tobi just
    scrunched his nose.
    “So.” Mama went on, not noticing their
    discomfort. “When is the wedding?”

    After successfully evading most of Mama’s
    questions for more than an hour, she finally
    decided to leave, much to Abena’s relief.
    “Take care of her oh. If she complains to
    me about anything, you know I know how to
    deal with you.” Mama said to Tobi who just
    smiled in response.
    “Mama, I’ve heard. Ask her, I take good care
    of her.” Tobi replied cheekily, giving his
    mother a hug.
    “My daughter, take care of yourself okay?”
    Mama said pulling Abena into a hug. Abena
    nodded in response and finally, Mama left.
    “Thanks.” Tobi grinned at Abena.
    “What are you going to tell her when I give
    birth and suddenly disappear?” Abena blurted
    out.
    “I’m sure she’ll be more interested in a
    grandchild than you.” Tobi said dismissively.
    Ouch.

    “His mother came?” Dera asked Abena.
    They were sitting in the incomplete nursery,
    while the interior decorator was making
    some calls.
    “So awkward.” Abena laughed.
    “He likes you, have you noticed? He acts
    different now, like he’s happy.” Dera said
    quietly.
    “I don’t think so. I’m a pain in his side.”
    Abena replied.
    Dera rolled her eyes. “This is one annoying
    thing about love stories. The guy is always
    too proud to admit it and the girl is always
    in denial.”

    “You’re leaving for a week?” Abena asked.
    They were having pasta for dinner, and Tobi
    announced that he had a business trip that
    lasted for a week.
    “Yes. I have some matters to attend to.
    Would you like to come with me? Or stay at
    home?”
    Abena pondered on her choices for a while.
    Following him would make her feelings grow
    faster, and if she could stay away from him
    for a week; maybe, just maybe she could
    get over her silly crush.

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    episode 54
    “What would I be doing in Canada? Abeg, I’m
    staying home.” She said nonchalantly,
    although she really didn’t want him to go.
    “Are you sure? The hotel room is really
    cozy.” Tobi wiggled his eyebrows and her
    jaw dropped.
    “Tobi! Ew. We’re eating.” She laughed.
    “I could provide desert.” He joked.
    “Oh Jesus!”

    “Remember to lock the doors every time.
    Don’t leave lights on when you’re not using
    them in case of anything like a high current.
    Don’t sleep off when you’re cooking. Don’t
    move furniture. Don’t over work yourself.
    I’ve instructed one of my guys to come over
    everyday and check on you. Chinwe would
    still come to cook and clean. No running
    down the stairs. Keep the house tidy. Don’t
    do anything stupid-”
    “Abeg be going to where you’re going jare.”
    Abena cut him off, slightly amused.
    “I just want to make sure you’ll be okay.” He
    sighed and looked at her.
    “I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself.” She
    replied, a small smile on her lips.
    “Be careful. You’re the only one at home.
    Don’t slip and fall or anything, you know
    how clumsy you can be.” Tobi said quietly.
    “Excuse me?” She feigned annoyance,
    placing her hands on her hips.
    “It’s not too late to join me. Its a private
    jet.” He offered.
    She was so tempted to say yes.
    “Just get going. The faster you leave, the
    faster you come back home.”
    Home?
    He didn’t seem to notice her choice of
    words. And if he did, he didn’t seem to
    mind.
    “Yes ma’am. Cook for me when I get back.”
    He said.
    “Get me Canadian stuff.” She replied and he
    laughed. He pulled her into a hug and she
    relaxed in his arms, inhaling his scent.
    “I know you”ll miss me.” He joked as he
    pulled away, about to head for his car.
    “What can I say? You’re growing on me.”
    She gave a cheekily smile and watched him
    get into his car and drive away.
    She walked back into the large house and
    suddenly, if felt too big.
    Too empty.

    Abena spent her days decorating the
    nursery with the interior decorator, or
    hanging out with Dera, trying to pass the
    time so that the week would go quickly. She
    missed Tobi, no doubt. And instead of her
    feelings to start diminishing, as she planned,
    instead, it seemed to be the same.
    Or even worse.
    She had given the interior decorator the day
    off, because the woman needed to sort out
    a family issue, so it was just her and the
    sound of the television drowning the silence.
    She surfed through the channels, not finding
    anything to watch. She heard the door bell
    ring and lifted an eyebrow.
    She looked at the clock, 12pm, it was the
    time that the interior decorator normally
    resumed.
    Didn’t she get the text?
    She walked up to the door and opened it.
    “Uju, I sent you a text. Didnt you recieve-”
    Standing before her wasn’t Uju, it was a
    slim model like lady glaring at Abena, or
    more specifically, Abena’s stomach. She
    wore a body con dress that was too short
    for her, and she shifted uncomfortably in the
    dress, meaning it was also too tight.

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    episode 55
    Trying too hard?
    “And you are?” The woman asked rudely.
    “I should be asking you that question.”
    Abena replied, not ready to take any insult
    that would come her way.
    “I’m here to see Tobi.” She said.
    “Hes not around. He went for a business
    trip. Come back in like, four days.” Abena
    replied.
    “And who are you? His baby mama?” She
    asked angrily.
    “Nope.” Abena replied, popping the ‘p’. “Just
    a friend. Watching his house while he is
    gone.”
    “I don’t believe you.” The woman sneered.
    “I don’t care.” Abena shrugged. “Now are
    you going to leave a message, or are you
    going to keep on wasting my time?”
    “Tell him Eniola came by.” She said.
    “Will do.” Abena said and moved to close
    the door but Eniola stopped her, and glared
    at her.
    “Listen, whoever you think you are. Tobi is
    my man. We’re going to get married. And if
    I find out, that a low life like you, is taking
    him away… I would show you pepper.” She
    threatened.
    “I have a show to watch, and I can’t miss it
    because a desperate idiot is threatening me
    over a guy she doesn’t own. Please move so
    I can close the door.” Abena replied and
    slammed the door in her face, letting her
    anger out on the door.

    Abena’s sleep was interrupted by the sound
    of her phone ringing. She checked the time,
    it was past two a.m.
    Grumbling to herself, she reached for her
    phone on the bedside table. She squinted at
    the caller ID, it was Tobi.
    She smiled in spite of her self and answered
    the call.
    “Hey, are you awake?” She heard his husky
    voice ask. She missed that voice.
    “No. I’m picking beans.” She replied dryly.
    “Of course yes I’m sleeping you idiot. Its
    past two in the morning, what else would I
    be doing?”
    His laugher floated from the phone and she
    rolled her eyes. “Sorry. I haven’t been able
    to call, so I decided to make out time this
    evening. I’m almost done with the contract,
    then I’ll come home.”
    “How are you doing?” She asked.
    “I should be asking you that. Are you
    alright?” He replied.
    “I’m fine. Just sleepy.” She yawned.
    “Sorry.” He laughed.
    “No biggie. You should see the nursery. Its
    half done, but I like how it’s coming so far.”
    She said.
    “I’ll see it when I come home.” He replied.
    She bit her lower lip. Should she tell him
    about Eniola?
    “Yeah you would.” She said quietly.
    She really didn’t want to tell him about her.
    “I’ve missed you Abena. And your cooking.
    I’m getting used to it.” He chuckled.
    “Well I don’t think I’ve missed you much.”
    She joked.
    “Way to ruin the moment. You couldn’t just
    roll with it ehn?” He laughed and she rolled
    her eyes, forgetting that he couldn’t see her.
    “I’ve missed you too. I hate watching tv
    alone.” She said.
    They were silent for a while, listening to
    each other breath softly.
    “I’ll get you stuff when I’m coming.” He
    finally said.
    “Good. Although what matters most is that
    you bring yourself.”

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    episode 56
    Abena stood up quickly from her bed. She
    heard the front door of the house open and
    someone walked in. She checked the time.
    It was almost twelve a.m. And it couldn’t be
    Tobi, he was coming in two days.
    She got a golf club that she had ‘borrowed’
    from Tobi’s study and tiptoed out of her
    room and down the stairs. It was still dark,
    but the person was putting some things
    down on the kitchen island.
    “Freeze, or I swear, I’ll make sure I’ll make
    sure you never have children again.” She
    threatened in a shaky voice.
    “Baby. You’re already having my children,
    and is this the way to treat someone who
    has been away for almost a week?”
    “Tobi?”
    “Yeah? When am I getting my welcoming
    hug?”
    She let out a sigh of relief and laughed,
    walking over to the wall to switch on the
    light. There he was in all his glory, wearing
    a white shirt and sweatpants, smirking at
    her.
    “Well?” He opened his arms and she rolled
    her eyes before going into them, inhaling his
    familiar scent.
    “What did you bring for me?” She asked as
    soon as he released her.
    “Apart from my awesome self, chocolates
    mostly. They’re in the fridge. And we’re
    going for a boat trip tomorrow.”
    “Yay! Chocolate. Wait, a boat trip?” She
    asked, walking over to the fridge.
    “Yeah. I owe you one remember, for putting
    up with my mum. And if I brought something
    like clothes and jewellery, you would have
    killed me.” He joked.
    “True.” She said, taking a big bite out of a
    chocolate bar. She let out a satisfied moan
    and rested on the fridge.
    Tobi looked at her, and gave an amused
    smile. “You shouldn’t make sounds like that.
    Or you would end up giving me more than a
    welcoming hug.”

    The week went by quickly. They had gone
    on his private yatch, though Abena wasn’t
    surprised that he owned one.
    The week ended with another visit at the
    hospital, and Abena found out something
    about the baby.

    Abena let out a sigh and stared at the
    mirror. “Hey. Welcome home. I made dinner,
    your favorite, Spaghetti Bolognese. Go and
    freshen up so we can eat.” She repeated to
    herself.
    She jumped at the sound of Tobi entering
    the house.
    “Abena. Hey, I’m home.” He grinned,
    loosening his tie.
    “Hey. Welcome home. I made dinner, your
    favorite, Spaghetti Bolognese. Go and
    freshen up so we can eat.” She said
    immediately, saying everything she had
    practised, sounding like she was a recorded
    voice.
    He lifted an eyebrow in confusion but
    shrugged.
    As long as he was getting free food, and his
    favorite too.
    They sat down in awkward silence, the only
    sounds that could be heard was the sound
    of the cutlery against the plates.
    “Abena. What’s wrong?” He finally asked.
    “I went to the hospital today-”
    “Oh my God. Are you okay? Is the baby
    okay? What did the doctor say? I should
    have called him today, I totally forgot. I
    should probably go call him now. Oh Abena,
    I really hope you’re okay, if you aren’t-”
    “There are two babies!” She blurted out.
    “What?” He asked in confusion.
    “Two babies. I’m having twins.” She said
    slowly.
    A grin spread across his face. “Yes!” He
    shouted, pumping his fists in the air. “Yes!
    Yes! Yes! I said it! I’m a sharp shooter baby!
    I’ve got to call Joseph, and Mama would be
    so happy. Oh this is amazing Abena.”
    “I want to keep one.” She said and
    immediately, the grin on his face vanished.
    He stared at her, anger bubbling slowly
    inside him.
    “Excuse me?”

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    hmmmm
    na there the contract go separate ways like “Y” junction.

    interesting…. Ride on!!!

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