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    Story by: Authoress Ademide
    Arike’s POV

    At 1:15am, I was still up trying to gather every information I could find to solve a murder case which was presented to the law firm where I work as a Criminal Attorney. The case was about the death of a senator’s daughter. Chidinma Johnson was found dead on the street after she met up with her boyfriend at an hotel. We are yet to find the killer but we have two suspects in the police custody. Her boyfriend who she met before her death and best friend who was the last person who called Chidinma. My boss put me up to handle the case and also defend my client who was the deceased boyfriend.
    Benjamin Nwosu was the son of Senator Nwosu and he made it known to me that he didn’t kill Chidinma. I perceive that Chidinma’s death was the handwork of her father’s opponent. Senator Johnson was contesting for Governorship seat,so it was possible that his opponents are at him. And I just need evidences to nail them down so my client can be free to return home because he wasn’t granted bail.

    The sound from the door jolted me up from a dozing state. Oh my God! I really need to have a good rest once this case was over.
    I walked to the door, wondering who could it be at this time? It’s really late! Plus I wasn’t expecting anyone. I peered through the small hole on the door. What’s he doing out there?! I sighed after seeing the familiar masculine figure standing on my porch. Adedayo Awosika.
    I opened the door. “Dayo.” He turned to face me.
    “Arike,I’m sorry for showing up here at this hour.”
    I didn’t miss the sad look on his expression.
    “It’s alright come in.” I stepped aside for him to walk into my home.
    The best word to describe who Adedayo Awosika was to me – Best friend. We’ve been friends since we were in Junior Secondary School where we started out as just classmates.
    He was very popular as per son of Mr Awosika,the business tycoon. The Best Academy was a school for ‘The Rich’ and as a poor girl it had been hard for me to fit into the system. I only managed to be a student because I won a scholarship to finish up my secondary level at The Best Academy.

    I was raised by my mom and grew up without knowing the man who fathered me. According to the story mom told me,she got pregnant when she was a teenager and my father was also too young to take up his responsibility so he denied ever having anything to do with my mom. The funny part of the story was that grandpa wanted my mom to abort me to avoid being disgrace in church because he was an assistant pastor. So on the very day Grandpa was supposed to drag mommy to the hospital for abortion,she woke up before anyone else and ran away from home. Mom had to break her piggybox to come to Lagos to meet her uncle all the way from Ibadan.
    Uncle Badejo wasn’t married at that time so he offered to take care of her and adopt me as his child after I was born. But that didn’t happen until he had said a lot of things to grandpa for trying to abort his first grandchild just to save his reputation in church. I grew up thinking Uncle Badejo was my biological father. I was so little,too young to understand that my uncle can’t be my father. Mom told me the whole story when uncle Badejo wanted to get married.
    To cut the long story short,my mom died in a fatal car accident when I was nine. It was around the time when I was writing my common entrance examination. I had to move in to live with Uncle Badejo and his wife but about a month after, uncle Badejo lost his job and we survived on his wife’s salary.

    Despite being jobless, Uncle Badejo wanted me to get the best education. So he helped me apply for a scholarship at The Best Academy. I sat for the examination and came out the best. I was enrolled into The Best Academy where I had met Adedayo Awosika. I didn’t like him at first meeting because he was so proud and he was one of those kids who slapped it to my face that I was poor and wouldn’t have had a chance to attend such expensive school if I wasn’t given scholarship.

    I did my best to avoid him and some other kids. In fact I was the most gentle girl in class and I hardly spoke to anyone. Basically they all avoided me like a plaque but I didn’t let it get to me. I was at school to learn and not go about making friends.
    “I wouldn’t have showed up here if I knew you were this busy.” Dayo said calmly,his eyes scanning the whole area. It was messed up with piles of papers and plates.

    “It’s Okay. And I am not too busy.” I started out to clear up the mess.
    Dayo and I moved from school bully-Timid girl stage to friendly classmates after an incident. It was on Thursday which used to be our sports day. I drank little garri at home on Wednesday night and didn’t eat a good meal to school on Thursday. I left home without a penny but Aunty Sade, (Uncle Badejo’s wife) promised to prepare a good meal with the hope of getting her unpaid salary that day. I knew I was going to eat at school but that won’t happen until lunch time. I was too weak to participate in the sporting activity but I couldn’t complain because I didn’t want my classmates to bully me again and call me a sickle cell patient. And instead of lodging a complain to the sport master, I choose to keep quiet and take part In the exercises.
    When it was my class turn to run a race, Adedayo raced to my side and mocked me for being too slow. And when I didn’t give him a response he stretched out his long legs and tripped me off. I lost my balance easily and fell to the ground. He laughed and called me ‘weak’ but I didn’t reply. I managed to get up to my feet but sudden dizziness made me fall back to the ground before I could take another step,then I fainted.

    I woke up in the Infirmary where I admitted to the nurse that I was hungry. I refused to go to class after eating. I explained why I didn’t want to go,I was scared of my classmates. I didn’t think I would be able to take all the words they would say to me. Well the nurse understood what I was going through and she was nice enough to help me get my bag. So I stayed till closing time.
    On my way home,I kept thinking about how I would survive the next day. I was so lost in thought that I didn’t notice what was going on around me. A car stopped in front of me when I wanted to cross the main road to my street. Adedayo came out of the car and asked if we could talk for some minutes. I was still mad at him for tripping me like that. And in the end he apologized sincerely and asked if we could be friends. I couldn’t say no because saying no to him only means that I haven’t forgiven him. So that was how we became friends and he would always defend me at school anytime someone shows up to bully me.

    “So how have you been?” I asked him after making everywhere clean.
    “I have been good until -” his voice trailed off.
    He wasn’t happy and it was clear from his expression that something was bothering him. “Want some water or drink?” I asked.
    He rubbed his temples. “Water..and can I get some painkillers too?”
    “Sure.” I rushed into the kitchen to get what he wanted.
    “Here..” I handed him the glass of water and dropped two tablets in his palms.

    “Thank you.” He sighed after taking the drugs.
    I sat down next to him on the couch. “So what’s wrong with the son of the the famous Business Mogul?!” I said. He managed to smile at my joke.

    That was how Adedayo used to introduce himself back then in school.
    “I am Adedayo Awosika, the only son of famous business Mogul!” Such a spoilt brat! He was the only son out of four daughters and also the last child of Mr Awosika.
    “I am getting married.” He blurted out. And it seems like my heart stopped beating after hearing his words.

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    Story by: Authoress Ademide

    Arike’s POV

    “I am getting married.” He blurted out. And it seems like my heart stopped beating for a second.
    Adedayo was getting married? Has he proposed to his girlfriend? But wait,why was he sad about it? I pondered. Something wasn’t right!
    “Have you proposed marriage to Joy?” I asked.
    “Joy?! No! I broke up with her three days ago!” He responded in a slightly raised tone.
    “Ok..ok..but you didn’t tell about it.” I said in a surprised tone.
    “Well I wanted to call you up and tell you about it -” he stopped.
    “So why didn’t you?”
    “I just got busy with some stuffs -” he paused again. “At least…now you know.”

    I shook my head. It has always been like that, I get to know whoever Adedayo was dating and also know when the relationship was off. I have always known all his girlfriends right since secondary school days. And as a matter of fact I have lost count of the number of girls he had dated. But what I am very much sure of was that most of them got involved with him because of his money.
    “So why did you break up with Joy?” I asked.
    He hissed. “She’s a liar,that girl decieved me!”
    “In what why?”
    “She doesn’t love me. She just wanted my money too like the other girls.”
    “But you said she was different.” I reminded him of his words.
    “Yes..that’s because she never asked me for money constantly like the other women I have dated.” He stopped talking to stare at me. “I really thought she was different.”

    Joy turned out to be another daughter of Jezebel. To be honest,I didn’t expect Joy to be like the other girls Dayo had dated in the past. I mean she was so sweet and lovely and Dayo loved her so much. She wasn’t materialistic and she was real,well we both thought she was real. My best friend was so d--n serious with her.
    “She asked me to give her three million naira but I said I can’t give out such amount of money at the moment. She got mad and then threatened to end the relationship.”
    “Maybe she needed the money for something very important.” I said.
    “To start a business but it doesn’t matter! She shouldn’t have threatened me!”
    “ broke up with her because she threatened to end the relationship?”
    “Yes,but that’s after I transferred the money to her. It’s enough to pay her for the time spent with me.”
    “Seriously Dayo?!” My jaw dropped.
    “Joy really f----d up. I was really planning to have something more serious than what we had.”

    Maybe Joy already planned everything. You know acting like you don’t want his money but then when you need it you ask for something big! That’s boom! But she f----d up big time! Dayo told me that he might take Joy home if she lasted six months with him. But it’s really sad that it ended on the fourth month which was his longest relationship.
    I moved closer to him and pat his back gently. “She’s not the one for you.” I mumbled.

    I didn’t like it when I don’t know what to say to him whenever Dayo feels down and unhappy. We’ve both grown to always share whatever was bothering us and also confide in each other.
    “Dad found someone for me.” He mumbled.
    I stopped patting him. “He wants me to marry his friend’s daughter.”
    “Who is she?” I asked.
    “Shalewa Oriola.” He replied.
    That name sounds familiar. I reasoned as we both exchanged glances. “The famous actress?” I asked to be sure.
    “Yes,Shalewa Oriola the actress.” He replied.
    I gasped out in shock. The lady in question happened to be my favorite Nollywood Actress.
    “Oh! Wow! Adedayo..I can’t believe you’re getting married to Shalewa Oriola!” I exclaimed.
    “What’s so special about her?” He snorted.
    “She’s famous, beautiful and-”
    “Come of it, there’s nothing special about her.” He rolled his eyes.
    I slapped his upper arm. “I think you should be happy.”
    “Happy? Why are you talking like this? You -” he paused.
    “Okay..okay tell me what happened?”
    He sighed. “I didn’t know my father was close friends with Mr Oriola. I thought they were just business partners.”

    I was a bit shocked to know that my bestie was soon getting married to a Star!
    “Dad called me up yesterday saying we need to talk so I went home. He said that he found a perfect woman for me since I haven’t been responsibile enough to bring one home.” He stood up from the couch. “Can you just imagine?! Shalewa Oriola of all women! I can’t believe it!”
    “Dayo,you need to calm down.”
    “Arike,you don’t understand.”
    “Then make me understand.” I said but no response came from him. Then I asked the next question that came to my mind.
    “Perhaps is this about business?” No response.
    “Dayo?” I called at him.
    “Yes.” He nodded his head.

    Somehow I have always known that Adedayo wouldn’t be given the chance to choose a bride for himself. You know how these rich people are,they always want their children to marry into another rich family to either strengthen a friendship bond or business deal. But I never expected Shalewa Oriola to be the one for Adedayo.
    “Mr Oriola has the highest shares in one of our biggest companies. So dad is afraid that he might withdraw them and buy more from his rival.”
    “So he wants you to marry Shalewa to secure Mr Oriola Shares?”
    “Yes..he think if I marry Shalewa that means more money. And since they are friends he believed the union is perfect.”
    Well..this is complicated! I really don’t know what to say to this matter. Adedayo was being forced to do what he doesn’t want to do.
    “So what do you wanna do?”
    “I told him that I am not interested.”
    “And he accepted your decision?!”
    “Hell no! That man doesn’t care about what I think. He said I am not responsible and I don’t wanna make sacrifices for the family but all I want to do is spend his money.”
    That’s wrong! Dayo wasn’t what his father picture him to be.
    “He said that I’ll only be able to run the company if I start a family.” He hissed

    Yeah! I know about that too! Mr Awosika thought Adedayo wasn’t capable to run a company because of his lavish lifestyle. And he made it clear to his son that he would only get a chance into the company after he gets married. He still sees his grown up son as a baby boy who wasn’t man enough to take up any responsibility.
    Wait! Getting married and having kids would prove that he was responsible to run a company?! I really don’t understand how that man thinks! So weird! And it wasn’t enough that he wanted to force his son into marrying someone he doesn’t even know.

    “I don’t have a choice. I have to do what he wants.”
    “When are you meeting her?”
    “She’s coming over to our place with her parents this weekend.” He replied.
    “Okay..but well..I think Shalewa is a nice lady.”
    “I don’t really know her. And you better don’t say she’s nice because of her Instagram posts.”
    “You might grow to like her.” I shrugged.
    “I am not sure about that.”
    “Anything can happen. She’s your type, not too skinny, beautiful,supertone skin -”
    He interrupted me. “You have know me finish like that o.”
    “I know you too well. See ehn,just take out your time to know her. Who knows you might fall in love with her.” I managed to smile.
    “Hmmmm…at least one of us is getting married this year.” I laughed but it faded immediately seeing that Adedayo wasn’t laughing when it was meant to be a joke.

    I can’t believe I am saying all these to him. He stared at me for long moments without saying a word. I cleared my throat.
    “It’s really late,so I suggest you sleep over.”
    “Yeah..I was about to ask if I could spend the night.”
    “Stop acting like a stranger!” I slapped his arm. “Find you way to the bedroom and take a shower.”
    “I have to respect the fact that this apartment belongs to a lady.”
    “Come on! You’ve been here so many times! So go and take a shower and rest.”
    “Shower? I can’t walk around naked.” He laughed.
    “Seriously Dayo?!” We both laughed.
    “I have a t-shirt of your size in my wardrobe.”
    “So I have to search for it myself?” He raised his eyebrows.
    “I hope there are no panties in the section?” He asked
    “You won’t be seeing any except you decide to open the section where I kept them.”
    We both laughed again. “I won’t.” He replied.
    “So go ahead.”
    “What will you be doing?”
    “You should rest too.”
    “No..I am okay. I really need to finish up this case.”
    “Okay.” He walked off to the bedroom.
    I got back to my work of finding evidences. Several minutes clicked by before Dayo came out again with a duvet in his hands.
    “Do you need help?” He asked.
    “No,I can manage.” I replied.
    “Are you sure?” He settled on the couch.
    I shook my head. “Aren’t you sleeping on the bed?”
    “No,I want to watch you while you work?”
    “What’s that?”
    “Nothing…can’t I watch you?”
    “I don’t need a watchman. And please don’t fall off that couch because I don’t have any strength to carry you.”
    “Oh! So you’re mocking me.” He gave me one of his cute puppy face.
    “No,I’m just saying -”
    “My heart is brusied.” He pouted.
    “Sorry..about that Mejor Amigo.”
    “You know..I like it when you call me that.” He smiled.
    Mejor Amigo means Best friend.
    “I am happy knowing that I am the only one you call Mejor Amigo.”
    “So what are you feeling like?” I asked.
    “On top of the world!” We laughed.
    “Please…Dayo let me concerntrate.”
    We both lasped into silence for some minutes only for him to speak up again.
    “Arike?” He called.
    I rolled my eyes. “What is it again?”
    “How is Bamidele?” He asked.
    “I guess..he’s good.”
    “Is he your boyfriend now?”
    “What?!” I gasped out in shock as our eyes met.
    “Are you dating Bamidele?” He asked again.
    “No! Bamidele is not my boyfriend!” I replied.
    “Thank God.” He mumbled.
    “What do you mean by that?”
    “Nothing..but seriously that guy is a bastard.” He blurted out.
    “No fowl words boy.” I cautioned him.
    “Sorry..but I am not sorry for calling him a bastard.”
    “Don’t call him a bastard.”
    “Oh so now you’re defending your boyfriend.” He teased.
    “He’s not my boyfriend.”
    “See you should stay away from that guy.”
    “He’s not the type of guy you should date.”
    “I don’t have any intention of dating him. But Bamidele is a nice guy.”
    Dayo hissed. “Don’t be decieved,that guy means no good. He doesn’t deserve to be with someone like you.”
    “What are you talking about about?”
    “Arike stop acting like you don’t know what am saying. That guy is -“. He stopped talking.
    “That guy is what?”
    “Never mind,just don’t fall in love with him.” He threw the duvet over his face.

    Bamidele was a lawyer who works in another law firm. We are both working on this case because he was the lawyer hired to defend Chdinma’s bestfriend. He went to the same private university with Dayo but they aren’t good friends. Recently Bamidele asked me out but I had to turn him down for some reasons. We are cool as friends and he respects my decision to be just friends with him. I know Adedayo doesn’t like him for some reason unknown to me and he always reminds me to never fall in love with Bamidele. Maybe there was something Dayo knows about Bamidele that I haven’t found out yet.

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    The answer is simply, Dayo now wants you to b his wife, no long thing nah.

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    Please continue am liking this

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    Carry on

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    Prosper Yeboah
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    I hope Dayo isn’t nurturing feelings for Arike from de way he’s behaving sha?
    We shall see abt DAT,continue!!!

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